5 caddis-garter, smooth-tongue, Spanish-pouch, fborn. Vide Ray's Collection, p. 108. Morell's Chaucer, 8vo. p. 11. vide Jun. Etym. ad verb. PERCY. So, in The Widow's Tears, by Chapman, 1612: 66 your nott-headed country gentleman." Again, in Stowe's Annals for the Year 1535, 27th of Henry VIII: "He caufed his own head to bee polled, and from thenceforth his beard to bee notted and no more fhaven." In Barrett's Alvearie, or Quadruple Dictionary, 1580, to notte the hair is the fame as to cut it. STEEVENS. 4 puke-stocking,] In Barrett's Alvearie, or Quadruple Dictionary, 1580, a puke colour is explained as being a colour between ruffet and black, and is rendered in Latin pullus. Again, in Drant's tranflation of the eighth fatire of Horace, 1567: nigra fuccinctam vadere palla." -ytuckde in pukishe frocke." In a small book entitled, The Order of my Lorde Maior, &c. for their Meetings and Wearing of theyr Apparel throughout the Yeere, printed in 1586: ". the maior, &c. are commanded to appeare on Good Fryday in their perke gownes, and without their chaynes and typetes." Shelton, in his tranflation of Don Quixote, p. 2. fays: "the reft and remnant of his eftate was spent on a jerkine of fine puke.” Edit. 1612. In Salmon's Chymift's Shop laid open, there is a receipt to make a puke colour. The ingredients are the vegetable gall and a large proportion of water; from which it should appear that the colour was grey. In the time of Shakspeare the most expenfive filk stockings were worn; and in King Lear, by way of reproach, an attendant is called a worsted-ftocking knave. So that, after all, perhaps the word puke refers to the quality of the ftuff rather than to the colour. STEEVENS. Dugdale's Warwickshire, 1730, p. 406, speaks of " a gown of black puke." The ftatute 5 and 6 of Edward VI. c. vi. mentions cloth of thefe colours "puke, brown-blue, blacks." Hence puke feems not to be a perfect or full black, but it might be a ruffet blue, or rather, a ruffet black, as Mr. Steevens intimates from Barrett's Alvearie, TOLLET. If Shelton be accurate, as I think he is, in rendering velarte by puke; puke muft fignify ruffet wool that has never been dyed. HENLEY. FRAN. O lord, fir, who do you mean? I have no doubt that the epithet referred to the dark colour. Black stockings are now worn, as they probably were in Shakspeare's time, by perfons of inferior condition, on a principle of œconomy. MALONE. 5 caddis-garter,] Caddis was, I believe, a kind of coarse ferret. The garters of Shakspeare's time were worn in fight, and confequently were expenfive. He who would fubmit to wear a coarfer fort, was probably called by this contemptuous diftinction, which I meet with again in Glapthorne's Wit in a Conftable, 1639: 66 doft hear, "My honeft caddis-garters ?" This is an addrefs to a fervant. Again, in Warres, or the Peace is broken: fine piecd filke ftockens on their legs, tyed up "" STEEVENS. fmoothly with caddis garters "At this day, [about the year 1625] fays the continuator of Stowe's Chronicle, men of mean rank weare garters and fhoe-rofes of more than five pound price." In a note on Twelfth-Night, Mr. Steevens obferves that very rich garters were anciently worn below the knee; and quotes the following lines from Warner's Albions England, 1602, Book IX. c. xlvii. which may throw a light on the following paffage : "Then wore they "Garters of liftes; but now of filk, some edged deep with gold." In a manufcript Account-book kept by Mr. Philip Henflowe, ftep-father to the wife of Alleyn the player, of which an account is given in Vol. II. is the following article: "Lent unto Thomas Hewode, [the dramatick writer,] the 1 of feptember 1602, to bye him a payre of filver garters, ijs. vid." Caddis was worfted galloon. MALONE. 6 brown baftard-] Baftard was a kind of sweet wine. The prince finding the waiter not able, or not willing to understand his inftigation, puzzles him with unconnected prattle, and drives him away. JOHNSON. In an old dramatick piece, entitled, Wine, Beer, Ale, and Tobacco, the second edition, 1630, Beer fays to Wine: "Wine well born? Did not every man call you baftard but t'other day?" So again, in The Honeft Whore, a comedy by Deckar, 1635: What wine fent they for? "Ro. Baftard wine; for if it had been truely begotten, it only drink: for, look you, Francis, your white canvas doublet will fully: in Barbary, fir, it cannot come to fo much. FRAN. What, fir? POINS. [Within.] Francis! P. HEN. Away, you rogue; Doft thou not hear them call? [Here they both call him; the drawer ftands amazed, not knowing which way to go. Enter Vintner. VINT. What! ftand'st thou ftill, and hear'ft, fuch a calling? look to the guests within. [Exit Francis.] would not have been afham'd to come in. Here's fixpence to pay for the nurfing the baftard." Again, in The Fair Maid of the Weft, 1631: "I'll furnish you with baftard, white or brown," &c. In the ancient metrical romance of The Squbr of low Degre, bl. 1. no date, is the following catalogue of wines: "You fhall have Rumney and Malmefyne, "Both Ypocraffe and Vernage wyne: "Both Algrade and Refpice eke, STEEVENS. Maifon Ruftique, tranflated by Markham, 1616, p. 635, fays, fuch wines are called mungrell, or baftard wines, which (betwixt the sweet and aftringent ones) have neither manifest fweetnefs, nor manifest aftriction, but indeed participate and contain in them both qualities." TOLLET, Barrett, however, in his Alvearie, or Quadruple Dictionary, 1580, fays, that "baftarde is mufcadell, fweet wine." STEEVENS, So alfo in Stowe's Annals, 867, " When an argofie came with Greek and Spanish wines, yiz. mufcadel, malmfey, fack, and baftard," &c. MALONE. My lord, old fir John, with half a dozen more, are at the door; Shall I let them in? P. HEN. Let them alone awhile, and then open the door. [Exit Vintner.] Poins! Re-enter POINS. POINS. Anon, anon, fir. P. HEN. Sirrah, Falstaff and the rest of the thieves are at the door; Shall we be merry? POINS. As merry as crickets, my lad. But hark ye; What cunning match have you made with this jeft of the drawer? come, what's the iffue? P. HɛN. I am now of all humours, that have fhow'd themselves humours, fince the old days of goodman Adam, to the pupil age of this present twelve o'clock at midnight. [Re-enter Francis with wine.] What's o'clock, Francis? FRAN. Anon, anon, sir. P. HEN. That ever this fellow fhould have fewer words than a parrot, and yet the son of a woman!His industry is-up-ftairs, and down-ftairs; his eloquence, the parcel of a reckoning. I am not yet of Percy's mind,' the Hottfpur of the north; he that kills me fome fix or feven dozen of Scots at a breakfast, washes his hands, and fays to his wife,-Fie upon this quiet life! I want work. O my 7 I am not yet of Percy's mind,] The drawer's answer had interrupted the prince's train of difcourfe. He was proceeding thus: I am now of all humours that have showed themselves humours; I am not yet of Percy's mind; that is, I am willing to indulge myfelf in gaiety and frolick, and try all the varieties of human life. I am not yet of Percy's mind,-who thinks all the time loft that is not fpent in bloodfhed, forgets decency and civility, and has nothing but the barren talk of a brutal foldier. JOHNSON. VOL. VIII. G g Sweet Harry, fays fhe, how many haft thou kill'd today? Give my roan horfe a drench, fays he; and anfwers, Some fourteen, an hour after; a trifle, a trifle. I pr'ythee, call in Falftaff; I'll play Percy, and that damn'd brawn fhall play dame Mortimer his wife. Rivo, fays the drunkard. Call in ribs, call in tallow. Enter FALSTAFF, GADSHILL, BARDOLPH, and PETO. POINS. Welcome, Jack. Where haft thou been? FAL. A plague of all cowards, I fay, and a vengeance too! marry, and amen!-Give me a cup of fack, boy.-Ere I lead this life long, I'll few nether-stocks," and mend them, and foot them too. A plague of all cowards!-Give me a cup of fack, rogue. Is there no virtue extant? [He drinks. P. HEN. Didft thou never see Titan kifs a difh of butter? pitiful-hearted Titan, that melted at the 8 Rivo,] This was perhaps the cant of the English taverns. JOHNSON. This conjecture Dr. Farmer has fupported by a quotation from Marfton: "If thou art fad at others' fate, "Rivo, drink deep, give care the mate." I find the fame word ufed in the comedy of Blurt Mafter Confable, 1602: Yet to endear ourfelves to thy lean acquaintance, cry rivo ho! laugh and be fat," &c. Again, in Marton's What you will, 1607: "that rubs his guts, claps his paunch, and cries rive," &c. Again: "Rivo, here's good juice, fresh borage, boys." Again: "Sing, fing, or ftay: we'll quaffe, or any thing: "Rivo, Saint Mark!" STEEVENS. 9-nether-ftocks,] Nether-ftocks are ftockings. See King Lear, A& II. fc. iv. STEEVENS. |