When I am sleeping with my ancestors. War. My gracious lord, you look beyond him quite: The prince but studies his companions, Like a strange tongue: wherein, to gain the language, "Tis needful, that the most immodest word Be look'd upon, and learn'd: which once attain'd, By which his grace must mete the lives of others; K. Hen. 'Tis seldom-when the bee doth leave her comb In the dead carrion9.-Who's here? Westmoreland? Enter WESTMORELAND. West. Health to my sovereign! and new happiness Added to that that I am to deliver! Prince John, your son, doth kiss your grace's hand: Mowbray, the bishop Scroop, Hastings, and all, Are brought to the correction of your law; 7 Affections, in the language of Shakspeare's time, are passions, desires. Apetitus animi. 8 A parallel passage occurs in Terence : quo modo adolescentulus Meretricum ingenia et mores posset noscere 9 As the bee, having once placed her comb in a carcass, stays by her honey, so he that has once taken pleasure in bad company will continue to associate with those that have the art of pleasing him. There is not now a rebel's sword unsheath'd, K. Hen. O Westmoreland, thou art a summer bird, Which ever in the haunch of winter sings The lifting up of day. Look! here's more news. Enter HARCourt. Har. From enemies heaven keep your majesty; And, when they stand against you, may they fall As those that I am come to tell you of! The Earl Northumberland, and the Lord Bardolph, Will fortune never come with both hands full, I should rejoice now at this happy news; And now my sight fails, and my brain is giddy:O me! come near me, now I am much ill. [Swoons. P. Humph. Comfort, your majesty! Cla. O my royal father! West. My sovereign ord, cheer up yourself, look up! War. Be patient, princes; you do know, these fits 10 The detail contained in Prince John's letter, pangs; Are with his highness very ordinary. observe Unfather'd heirs 13, and loathly birds of nature: That our great grandsire, Edward, sick'd and died. [They convey the King into an inner part of the room, and place him on a Bed. Let there be no noise made, my gentle friends; 11 Mure for wall is another of Shakspeare's Latinisms. It was not in frequent use by his cotemporaries. Wrought it thin is made it thin by gradual detriment: wrought being the preterite of work. The same thought is in Daniel's Civil Wars, 1595, book iv. Daniel is also speaking of the sickness of King Henry IV. :Wearing the wall so thin that now the mind Might well look through, and all his frailty find.' Shakspeare is here therefore the imitator. It is highly probable that he would read Daniel's poem when composing his historical dramas. 12 To fear anciently signified to make afraid, as well as to dread. 'A vengeaunce light on thee that so doth feare me, or makest me so feared.'-Baret. 13 That is, equivocal births, monsters. 14 i. e. as if the year. 15 An historical fact. On Oct. 12, 1411, this happened. Unless some dull 16 and favourable hand War. Call for the musick in the other room. P. Hen. Enter PRINCE HENRY. Who saw the duke of Clarence? Cla. I am here, brother, full of heaviness. abroad! How doth the king? P. Humph. Exceeding ill. P. Hen. Tell it him. Heard he the good news yet? P. Humph. He alter'd much upon the hearing it. P. Hen. If he be sick With joy, he will recover without physick. 16 Johnson asserts that dull here signifies 'melancholy, gentle, soothing.' Malone says that it means 'producing dullness or heaviness.' The fact is that dull and slow were synonymous, 'Dullness, slowness; tarditas, tardiveté. Somewhat dull or slowe; tardiusculus, tardelet ;' says Baret. But Shakspeare uses dulness for drowsiness in the Tempest. And Baret has also this sense: Slow, dull, asleepe, drousie, astonied, heavie; torpidus.' It has always been thought that slow music induces sleep. Ariel enters playing solemn music to produce this effect, in the Tempest. The notion is not peculiar to our great poet, as the following exquisite lines, almost worthy of his hand, may wit ness: Oh, lull me, lull me, charming air, My senses rock'd with wonder sweet; Soft like a spirit are thy feet. That hath an ear? Down let him lie, And slumbering die, And change his soul for harmony.' (From Wit Restored, 1658.) They are attributed to Dr. Strode, who died in 1644. War. Not so much noise, my lords;-sweet prince, speak low; The king your father is dispos'd to sleep. Cla. Let us withdraw into the other room. king 17. That keeps the ports 18 of slumber open wide This sleep is sound indeed; this is a sleep, 17 The hint only of this beautiful scene is taken from Holinshed, p. 541. The poet has wrought up the bare bald narration of the chronicler in the most pathetic and poetical manner. 18 Gates. 19 A biggin was a head-band of coarse cloth; so called because such a forehead-cloth was worn by the Beguines, an order of nuns. Upon his head he wore a filthy coarse biggin, and next it a garnish of night-caps.' Nash, speaking of a miser in his Pierce Penniless. 20 i. e. circle; probably from the old Italian rigolo, a small wheel. The word has not hitherto been found in any other author. Shakspeare has it again in his Rape of Lucrece : About the mourning and congealed face Of that black blood, a wat'ry rigol goes. Ringol is used by Nash in the same sense, in his Lenten Stuffe ; and it may also have been Shakspeare's word, when we recollect that it would have been thus written in the poet's age-rigol. |