IV.iii.23 (501,5) Though all things foul would wear the brows of grace,/Yet grace must look still so] This is not very clear. The meaning perhaps is this:--_My suspicions cannot injure you, if you be virtuous, by supposing that a traitor may put on your virtuous appearance. I do not say that your virtuous appearance_. _proves you a traitor; for virtue must wear its proper form, though that form be often counterfeited by villany_. IV.iii.26 (502,6) Why in that rawness left you wife and children] Without previous provision, without due preparation, without _maturity_ of counsel. IV.iii.33 (502,7) Wear thou thy wrongs] That is, _Poor country, wear thou thy wrongs_. IV.iii.69 (503,1) Sudden, malicious] [_Sudden_, for capricious. WARBUR.] Rather violent, passionate, hasty. IV.iii.85 (504,2) Than summer seeming lust] When I was younger and bolder I corrected it thus, _Than fume, or seething lust_. that is, Than angry passion, or boiling lust. (1773) IV.iii.135 (506,4) All ready at a point] [W: at appoint] There is no need of change. IV.iii.136 (506,5) and the chance of goodness/Be like our warranted quarrel!] The _chance of goodness_, as it is commonly read, conveys no sense. If there be not some more important errour in the passage, it should at least be pointed thus: --_and the chance, of goodness, Be like our warranted quarrel_!-- That is, may the event be, of the goodness of heaven, [_pro justitia divina_] answerable to the cause. The author of the _Revisal_ conceives the sense of the passage to be rather this: _And may the success of that goodness, which is about to exert itself in my behalf, be such as may be equal to the justice of my quarrel_. But I am inclined to believe that Shakespeare wrote, --and the chance, O goodness, Be like our warranted quarrel!-- This some of his transcribers wrote with a small _o_, which another imagined to mean _of_. If we adopt this reading, the sense will be, _and O thou sovereign Goodness, to whom we now appeal, may our fortune answer to our cause_. (see 1765, VI, 462, 7) IV.iii.170 (508,9) A modern ecstacy] I believe _modern_ is only _foolish_ or _trifling_. IV.iii.196 (509,2), fee-grief] A peculiar sorrow; a grief that hath a single owner. The expression is, at least to our ears, very harsh. IV.iii.216 (511,4) He has no children] It has been observed by an anonymous critic, that this is not said of Macbeth, who had children, but of Malcolm, who having none, supposes a father. V.i.86 (515,8) My mind she has mated] [Conquer'd or subdued. POPE.] Rather astonished, confounded. V.ii.24 (516,1) When all that is within him does condemn/Itself, for being there?] That is, when all the faculties of the mind are employed in self-condemnation. V.iii.1 (516,2) Bring me no more reports] _Tell me not any more of desertions--Let all ny subjects leave me--I am safe till,_ &c.