[402] "_Huc usque Xylinum._"--Marginal note in old ed. The meaning is "Bombast--balderdash--up to this point." Marston lets the reader know that the high-sounding lines at the beginning of this satire are to be taken in jest. See more on p. 342. (_Lat._ xylinum, Gr. xulinon = cotton, bombast.) [403] Dashed. [404] Dyce, in a note on a passage of _The Captain_, iv. 3 (_Beaumont and Fletcher_, iii. 295), quotes from _A Brown Dozen of Drunkards_, 1648, sig. C:--"This late Lusty Lawrence, that Lancashire Lad, who had seventeen bastards in one year, if we believe his Ballad," &c. [405] Seemingly a contraction (_metri causa_) of "Nemesis." [406] "_Rex hominumque deorumque._"--Marginal note in old ed. [407] One legend makes Asopus, father of Aegina, to have been the river that watered the Phliasian territory in Argolis. See Heyne's note on Apollodorus' _Bibl._, iii. 12. 5. [408] Gnatho,--used by Plautus and Terence as a proper name for a parasite (Gr. gnathon). [409] "Laver lip" = hanging lip. Cf. Hall's Satires, ii. 2:--"A _lave-ear'd_ ass with gold may trappèd be;" and again in iv. 1--"His ears hang _laving_ like a new-lugg'd swine." [410] I fail to understand why Epictetus' name should stand here. The conclusion of this satire is more in 'Ercles' vein than in Epictetus'.--At the end of old ed. is a list of "Faults escaped." THE SCOURGE OF VILLAINY. _The Scovrge of Villanie. Three bookes of Satyres._ _Persevs._ _v v v Nec scompros_ [_sic_] _metuentia carmina nec thus._ _At London, Printed by I. R. and are to be sold by Iohn Buzbie, in Paules Church-yard, at the signe of the Crane, 1598._ 8vo. _The Scovrge of Villanie. Corrected, with the addition of newe Satyres. Three Bookes of Satyres._ _Persivs._ _v v v Nec scombros metuentia carmina nec thus._ _At London, Printed by I. R. Anno Dom. 1599._ 8vo. The letters "_v v v_" indicate that the dactyl at the beginning of the line has been dropped. _To_[411] _his most esteemed and best beloved Self dat dedicatque._ [411] This dedication is not found in ed. 1598. _To_ Detraction _I present my_ Poesy. Foul canker of fair virtuous action, Vile blaster of the freshest blooms on earth, Envy's abhorrèd child, Detraction, I here expose, to thy all-tainting breath, The issue of my brain: snarl, rail, bark, bite, Know that my spirit scorns Detraction's spite. Know that the Genius, which attendeth on And guides my powers intellectual, Holds in all vile repute Detraction; My soul an essence metaphysical, 10 That in the basest sort scorns critics' rage Because he knows his sacred parentage.