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Wise Huntley fears the threatning. Bless the lady
Craw. How the council privy
Dal. Sure not the hangman's, 't is bespoke already For service to their rogueships, --silence!
Enter King JAMES and HUNTLEY.
Hunt. Break my heart,
K. Ja. Kings are counterfeits In your repute, grave oracle, not presently Set on their thrones, with sceptres in their fists ! But use your own detraction; 't is our pleasure To give our cousin York for wife our kinswoman, The lady Katherine. Instinct of sovereignty Designs the honour, though her peevish father Usurps our resolution.
1 By marriage of this girl.] This word, it has been already observed, is generally used as a dissyllable by our poet.
Hunt. Oh,'t is well,
Dal. Cruel misery!
Hunt. I thank thee heartily.
K. Ja. Cease persuasions.
Hunt. Some of thy subjects' hearts,
K. Ja. Then shall their bloods
Hunt. Farewell, daughter!
RINE; Countess of CRAWFORD, JANE Douglas, Frion,
JOHN A-WATER, Astley, HERON, and SKETON.
To sweeten discord, and enrich your pity,
Hunt. How, how ? how 's that? embolden ? Encourage ? I encourage ye! d'ye hear, sir? A subtle trick, a quaint one.-Will you hear, man? What did I say to you? come, come, to the point.
Kath. It shall not need, my lord.
Hunt. Then hear me, Kate! Keep you on that hand of her;'I on this.Thou stand'st between a father and a suitor, Both striving for an interest in thy heart: He courts thee for affection, I for duty; He as a servant pleads; but by the privilege Of nature, though I might command, my care Shall only counsel what it shall not force. Thou canst but make one choice; the ties of marriage Are tenures, not at will, but during life. Consider whose thou art, and who; a princess, A princess of the royal blood of Scotland, In the full spring of youth, and fresh in beauty. The king that sits upon the throne is young, And yet unmarried, forward in attempts On any least occasion, to endanger His person; wherefore, Kate, as I am confident Thou dar'st not wrong thy birth and education By yielding to a common servile rage of female wantonness, so I am confident Thou wilt proportion all thy thoughts to side? Thy equals, if not equal thy superiors.
I t. e. to equal, to stand in equal place with.
My lord of Dalyell, young in years, is old
Dal. Oh! you are all oracle,
Kath. My worthiest lord and father, the indulgence
Hunt. Kate, Kate, thou grow'st upon my heart, Creating every other hour a jubilee.
Kath. To you, my lord of Dalyell, I address Some few remaining words: the general fame That speaks your merit, even in vulgar tongues, Proclaims it clear; but in the best, a precedent.
Hunt. Good wench, good girl, i' faith! i I have done.) And done well too! What authority the poet had for the histrionic character of this nobleman I know not; but if the princely family of the Gordons ever numbered such a person as this among their ancestors let them be justly proud of him; for veither on the stage nor in the great drama of life will there be easily found a character to put in competition with him.-GIFFORD,
Believe it, sir, as English Richard prospers,
J. a-Wat. If men may be credited in their mortality, which I dare not peremptorily aver but they may, or not be; presumptions by this marriage are then, in sooth, of fruitful expectation. Or else I must not justify other men's belief, more than other should rely on mine. Fri. Pith of experience; those that have borne
Sket. The Scots ? the motion is defied; I had rather, for my part, without trial of my country, suffer persecution under the pressing-iron of reproach; or let my skin be punch'd full of eyelet-holes with the bodkin of derision.
Ast. I will sooner lose both my ears on the pillory of forgery.
Her. Let me first live a bankrupt, and die, in the hole, of hunger, without compounding for sixpence in the pound.
J. a-Wat. If men fail not in their expectations, there may be spirits also that digest no rude affronts, master secretary Frion, or I am cozen'd; which is possible, I grant. Fri. Resolv'd like men of knowledge! at this feast,