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Faulc. What words are these? how do my finews shake! My father's foe clad in my father's spoil!
beginning of the 2d aft, the Dauphin, speaking of Austria to young Aribur, says;
Richard, that robb’d the lion of bis beart,
By itis brave Duke came early to bis grave.
God mall forgive you Cæur.de-lion's Deatb,
Tbi rarber, ibat you give bis Offspring Life ; Is not this a fufficient ground for Faulconbridge's quarrel to Austria: It may be objected, Faulcorbridge is not present to hear this. But, what if he be not? So the audience be inform'd duly of the cis. cumstance, the fact was too notorious to suppose Faulconbridge did not know of it. The ground of his quarrel, therefore, is fairly impied in that knowledge: And the Poet's art, perhaps, better shewn, (if we were to contend that point,) to let the information come from any other mouth than that of Faulconbridge. But then co a second material point. Tbe story is, (subjoins the Editor) ibat Auftria, who kill'd King Richard Caur-de-lion, wore, as the speil of ibat Prince, a lion's bide which bad belonged to bim: This circumftance renders the anger of tbe Bastard very natural: and ougbt not 10 bave been omitted. But is it omitted 'Or, clse, 'tis but begging the queft:on. In the 3d act, when Lady Constance perceives that Aufirie has abandoned her interest, she says 10 him ;
O Lymozes ! 0 Austria ! tbou dost mame
And bang a calf's skin on those recreant limbs.
Auft, Wbat the devil art thou ?
An' be may catch your hide and you alone.
I'll smoak your skin coat, an' I catch you right; But may it not here again be objected, that though Faulconbridge law Auftria clad in a lon's hide; ye, he mighé not know it to be the very hide, which was worn by King Richard his father? But to put that point out of all doubt, let us only hear what Lady Blanch imme, diately replies ;
0, well did he become that lion's hide,
How doth Ale&to whisper in mine ears,
K. John. We like not this, thou doft forget thyself.
Pand. Hail, you anointed deputies of heav'n!
K. John. What earthly name to interrogatories
I submit it therefore, whether these lines have not been inserted, Father arbitrarily, than necessarily. Upon the whole, as Mr. Pope has generally been unfortunate in his criticisins; so he is no less up. happy in his diligcace, when he would aim at giving a reason what he does.
With th' affittance of a mortal hand.
K. Philip. Brother of England, you blaspheme in this.
K. Jobn. Tho' you, and all the Kings of Christendom Are led to grofy by this medling priest, Dreading the curse, that money may buy out ; And by the merit of vile gold, dross, duft, Purchase corrupted pardon of a man, Who in that fale sells pardon from himself: Tho' you, and all the rest, so grofty led, This jugling witch-craft with revenue cherish ; Yet I alone, alone, do me oppose Againft the Pope, and count his friends
Conft. O, lawful let it be (15),
keen curses ; for without my wrong
Pand. There's law, and warrant, Lady, for my curse
Conft. And for mine too; when law can do no right, Let it be lawful that law bar no wrong:
(15) 0, lawful let it be,
Tbai I bave leave witb Rome to curse a tubile ;? Mr. Pope, in the nicety of his ear, has, againft the authority of all the copies, displaced a jingle here; (which I have made bold to refore to the text,) thi' it is obvious to every knowing reader, how customary it is with our Poet, in a thousand instances, to play on words 6milar in found, and differing in fignification. He repeats the very same conundrum on the two words now before us, in Juliet Cafur.
Now is it Rome indeed ; and room enough,
Law cannot give my child his kingdom here ;
Pand. Philip of France, on peril of a curse,
raise the pow'r of France upon his head, Unless he do submit himself to Rome.
Eli. Look'st thou pale, France? do not let go thy handa
Conft. Look to that, devil! left that France repent,
Auft. King Philip, listen to the Cardinal.
Auft. Well, ruffian, I must pocket up these wrongs,
may carry them.
Lewis. Bethink you, father ; for the difference
Blanch. That's the curse of Rome.
Conf. Lewis, ftand faft; the devil tempts thee here (16) In likeness of a new and trimmed bride.
Blanch. The lady Constance speaks nor from her faith : But from her need.
the devil tempis ibee bere In likeness of a new untrimmed bride.] Tho' all the copies concur in this reading, yet as urtrimmed cannot bear any signification to square with the se: se requied, I cannot help thinking it a corrupied-reading. It might, indeed, admit of this explanation, un. dress’d, ready to-go 10 bed: but then that is giving in to an allufion too gross for Lady Confiance. I have ventured to throw out the aega. tive, and read;
In likeness of a new and trimmed bride. i, e, of a new bride ; and on: deck'd and adorn'd as well by art as nature. Or we might read, but it departs a little wider from the traces of the text as we find it;
In likeness of a new betrimmed bride. But the first conje&ture answers the sense and purpose of the speaker; and requires but a very light variation. 6
Conf. Oh, if thou grant my need,
K. John. The king is mov'd, and answers not to thisi,
Pand. What can'h thou say, but will perplex thee more, If thou stand excommunicate and curft ?
K. Philip. Good rev'rend father, make my person yours;
the sound of words,