Enter ROSALIND, CELIA, and CORIN, at a distance. PHE. I would not be thy executioner; That eyes, that are the frail'st and softest things, thee; Now counterfeit to swoon; why now fall down; Now show the wound mine eye hath made in thee: The cicatrice and capable impressure, Thy palm some moment keeps: but now mine eyes, the author of an highly popular work which yet retains some degree of celebrity, the Anatomy of MELANCHOLY. The memorial of Dr. John Burton consisting of only four lines; the two last of which are; "Cui Vitam pariter et Mortem Dedit MELANCHOLIA." A living memory, or a deathless one, and Death. capable impressure] Capable is "able to receive." Johns. Dict. Capable impressure," therefore, is a stamp or hollow of such description. b Nor-there is no, &c.] This second negative, which is altogether a redundancy or expletive, is used for the purpose of shewing the earnestness of the speaker, and more strongly enforcing the thing said. "O horror, horror, horror! tongue nor heart Cannot conceive nor name thee." Macb. II. 3. Macd. See Tw. N. the opening of A. II. Anton. * lean but. 1632. If ever, (as that ever may be near,) You meet in some fresh cheek the power of fancy, Then shall you know the wounds invisible That love's keen arrows make. PHE. But, till that time, Come not thou near me: and, when that time comes, Afflict me with thy mocks, pity me not; As, till that time, I shall not pity thee. Ros. And why, I pray you? [Advancing.] Who might be your mother, That you insult, exult, and all at once, Over the wretched? What though you have no beauty, (45) (As, by my faith, I see no more in you Why, what means this? Why do you look on me? a Who might be your mother] It is common for the poets to express cruelty by saying, of those who commit it, that they were born of rocks, or suckled by tigresses. JoHNSON. b sale-work] i. e. made up carelessly and without exactness. Work bespoke is more elaborate than that which is made up for chance-customers, or to sell in quantities to retailers, which is called sale-work. WARBURTON. And out of you she sees herself more proper, PHE. Sweet youth, I pray you chide a year to- I had rather hear you chide, than this man woo. Ros. He's fallen in love with your foulness, and she'll fall in love with my anger: If it be so, as fast as she answers thee with frowning looks, I'll sauce her with bitter words.-Why look you so upon me? PHE. For no ill will I bear you. Ros. I pray you, do not fall in love with me, Besides, I like you not: If you will know my house, Come, to our flock. [Exeunt ROSALIND, CELIA, and CORIN. PHE. Dead shepherd! now I find thy saw of might; Who ever lov'd, that lov'd not at first sight? (49) SIL. Sweet Phebe, more proper] See Two G. of V. IV. 1. 3 Outl. b Foul is most foul, &c.] i. e. homely. See supra, sc. 3. Audr. e your] If Rosalind here turns to the parties before her, this reading may stand. Without this supposition, her, the reading of the modern editors must be adopted. d None could be so abus'd in sight as he] i. e. no one could be to such a degree fascinated or blinded. |