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Thou hast brought to my sick heart a cordial.

Good news !--Most sweet Castanna!
Aurel. May it prove so.



A Street.

Ben. The paper in the purse for my directions
appointed this the place, the time now; here dance
I attendance-she is come already.

Lev. Parado! so I overheard you named.

Ben. A mushroom, sprung up in a minute by the sunshine of your benevolent grace. Liberality and hospitable compassion, most magnificent beauty, have long since lain bedrid in the ashes of the old world, till now your illustrious charity hath raked up the dead embers, by giving life to a worm inevitably devoted yours, as you shall please to new-shape me.

Lev. Å grateful man, it seems. Where gratitude Has harbour, other furniture, becoming Accomplished qualities, must needs inhabit. [.Aside. What country claims your birth ?

Ben. None; I was born at sea, as my mother was in passage from Cape Ludugory to Cape Cagliari, towards Afric, in Sardinia; was bred up in Aquilastro, and at years put myself in service under the Spanish viceroy, till I was taken prisoner by the Turks. I have tasted in my days handsome store of good and bad, and am thankful for both.

| As my mother was in passage from Cape Ludugory to Cape Cagliari.) Benatzi is sufficiently correct in his geography. In our old maps of Sardinia, the northern division of the island is called Logudori, and the southern Cagliari.-GIFFORD.

I know what's what, I know upon which side
My bread is butter'd.

Guz. Butter'd? Dutch again!
You come not with intention to affront us?
Ful. Front me no fronts; if thou be'st angry,

squabbleHere's my defence, and thy destruction.

[Whistles a charge. If friends, shake hands, and go with me to dinner.

Guz. We will embrace the motion, it doth relish. The cavaliero treats on terms of honour; Peace is not to be balk'd on fair conditions.

Fut. Still don is don the great.

Piero. He shows the greatness
Of his vast stomach in the quick embracement
Of th' other's dinner.

Fut. ’T was the ready means
To catch his friendship.

Piero. You're a pair of worthies,
That make the Nine? no wonder.

Fut. Now, since fate
Ordains that one of two must be the man,
The man of men which must enjoy alone
Love's darling, Amoretta ; both take liberty
To show himself before her, without cross

1 The nine worthies, to whom so much allusion is made in our old writers, from the author of Ralph Roister Doister to the Ralpho of Butler's Hudibras, are generally reckoned up as follows:

1. Hector, son of Priam. Three Gentiles 2. Alexander the Great.

3. Julius Cæsar.

4. Joshua, conqueror of Canaan.
Three Jews

5. David, king of Israel.
6. Judas Maccabæus.

57. Arthur, king of Britain.
Three Christians 8. Charlemagne.

(9. Godfrey of Bouillon. The citizens of London, it seems, had also their nine worthies, among whom the lovers of literature will excuse us for mentioning the name of Sir Thomas White, the munificent founder of Merchant-Tailors' School, London, and of St. John's College, Oxford,


Am henceforth resolutely bent to print
My follies on their hearts; then change my life
For some rare penance.' Canst thou love me now?

Ben. Better;
I do believe 't is possible you may mend:
All this breaks off no bargain.

Lev. Accept my hand; with this a faith as constant
As vows can urge; nor shall my haste prevent
This contract, which death only must divorce.

Ben. Settle the time.

Lev. Meet here to-morrow night;
We will determine further, as behooves us.

Ben. How is my new love called ?

Lev. Levidolche.
Be confident, I bring a worthy portion.-
But you'll fly off.

then change my life For some rare penunce.] It might almost be conjectured from this passage, that the author really had some Italian story before him. It is the genuine mode of repentance in that country. “Let me only commit a few more crimes, despatch a few more enemies, and I will then do some rare penance, and amend my life for good and all."

It may seem somewhat extraordinary that Benatzi should not recognise his wife. She, it appears, had discovered him through all his disguises, his military rags and accoutrements, his false beard, &c., whereas he continues ignorant of her, though she meets him without any apparent effort at concealment, affects no change of language, or even of name, and resides with her uncle, with whom Benatzi must have been sufficiently familiar But there is the old plea--aliter non fit, Avite, liber! Otherwise, no plot.-Gifford. But was Benatzi really so ignorant as Mr. Gifford supposes him? Had not the author designed, for we can hardly say contrived, a double plot, by which the divorced pair should each have separate designs upon the other? What Levidolche's intentions were, are sufficiently apparent from her own language; and Benatzi's may without any great difficulty be inferred. The disguise which he assumes (for a soldier, with the distinguished part imputed to him by a victorious commander, (Act v. scene 2], should not necessarily be in rags), and the situation in which he is first found, at the door of Levidolche's uncle's house, evidently imply a design of becoming a spy upon the actions of his divorced wife, and of shaping his future course as circumstances might direct. A very few words put into the mouth of Benatzi, instead of the obscure intimation of Auria (p. 85), would with ease have made all this sufficiently clear: and these few words, we are almost persuaded, were to be found in the original draught of the drama; we say original draught, because so many obscurities pervado the printed copies, that we can scarcely believe them to have received the author's own personal correction and revision. See further the note at p. 85.


A Room in the House of MARTINO.

Mart. You cannot answer what a general tongue
Objects against your folly; I may curse
The interest you lay claim to in my blood.
Your mother, my dear niece, did die, I thought,
Too soon, but she is happy; had she lived
Till now, and known the vanities your life
Hath dealt in, she had wish'd herself a grave
Before a timely hour.

Lev. Sir, consider
My sex; were I mankind,' my sword should quit
A wounded honour, and reprieve a name
From injury, by printing on their bosoms
Some deadly character, whose drunken surfeits
Put forth such base aspersions: as I am,
Scorn and contempt is virtue : my desert
Stands far above their malice.

Mart. Levidolche,
Hypocrisy puts on a holy robe,
Yet never changeth nature; call to mind
How, in your girl's days, you fell, forsooth,
In love, and married, -married (hark ye!) whom?
A trencher-waiter; shrewd preferment! but
Your childhood then excused that fault.

Lev. Pray let not me be bandied, sir and baffled, By your intelligence.

Mart. So touch'd to the quick! Fine mistress, I will then rip up at length The progress of your infamy: in colour Of disagreement, you must be divorced;' Were so, and I must countenance the reasons; Tj. e. masculine, mannish. The expression oocurs continually in our

old dramatists.

On better hopes I did, nay, took you home,
Provided you my care, nay, justified
Your alteration; joy'd to entertain
Such visitants of worth and rank as tender'd
Civil respects: but then, even then-

Lev. What then?
Sweet uncle, do not spare:-whose strumpet am I?
For that's your plainest meaning.

Mart. Were you modest,
The word you utter'd last would force a blush.
Adurni is a bounteous lord, 't is said;
He parts with gold and jewels like a free
And liberal purchaser! he wriggles in
To ladies' pleasures by a right of pension:
But you know none of this ! you are grown a tavern-

Matters for fiddlers' songs. I toíl to build
The credit of my family, and you
To pluck up the foundation: even this morning,
Before the common-council, young Malfato-
(Convented for some lands he held, supposed
Belong'd to certain orphans)-as I question'd
His tenure in particulars, he answerd,
My worship needed not to flaw his right;
For if the humour held him, he could make
A jointure to my over-loving niece,
Without oppression; bade me tell her too,
She was a kind young soul, and might in time
Be sued to by a loving man: no doubt,
Here was a jolly breakfast!

Lev. Uncles are privileged
More than our parents; some wise man in state
Hath rectified, no doubt, your knowledge, sir.
While all the policy for public business
Was spent,-for want of matter, I by chance
Fell into grave discourse; but, by your leave,
I from a stranger's table rather wish
To earn my bread, than from a friend's by gift,
Be daily subject to unfit reproofs.

VOL. II.-4

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