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THIERRY AND THEODORET.
The first edition of this Play was printed in quarto, 1621, without the name of either
Author. The edition of 1648, ascribes it to Fletcher; and that of 1619, to both writess. Dr. Hyde, in the Bodleian Catalogue, assigns it to Ben Jonson, without any authority whatever. It was formerly performed frequently, but of late years has been entirely laid aside.
married to Thierry.
And what may bend your honour! how these
courses, Enter Thcodoret, Brunhalt, und Bawdber.
Of loose and lazy pleasures, not suspected, Brunhalt. TAX
me with these hot tain- But done and known; your mind that grants, tures') no limit,
(people, Theod. You're too sudden;
And all your actions follow, which loose I do but gently tell you what becomes you,
That see but thro' a inist of circunstance, · Tes me with these hot tainters ?] Theobald would read, hot TAINTS. The oldest quarto exhibits tainturs; we therefore prefer taintures; and though we do not remember meeting with the word, it is more expressive of the sense of taints (here required) than tainters.
Dare term anubitious; all your ways hide He that ne'er knew more trade than tales, and
tumbling Opening in the end to nothing but ulcers”. Suspicions into honest hearts: what you or lie, Your instruments like these may call the Or all the world dare lay upon my worth, world,
This for your poor opinions! I ain she, And with a fearful clamour, to examine And so will bear myself, whose truth and Why, and to what wegovern. From example, whiteness If not for virtue's sake, you may be honest: Shall ever stand as far from these detections There have been great ones, good ones, and As you from duty. Get you better servants, 'tis necessary,
People of honest actions, without ends, Because you are yourself, and by yourself, And whip these knaves away! they eat your A self-piece from the touch of power and favours, justice,
(imagine And turu 'em unto poisons. My known credit, You should command yourself. You may Whom all the courts o'this side Nilc have (Which cozens all the world, but chiefly wo- envied,
And happy she could cite me}, brought in The name of greatness glorifies your actions; Now in my hours of age and reverence, And strong power, like a pent-house, promises When rather superstition should be render'd? To shade you from opinion: take heed, mo- And by a rush that one day's warınth (tice, ther!
Hath shot up to this swelling? Give me jusAnd let us all take heed! these most abuse us: Which is his life! The sins we do, people behold thro' optics, Theod. This is an impudence; Which shew them ten times more than com- And he must tell you, that 'tili uow, mother, mon vices,
Brought you a son's obedience, and now And often multiply them: then what justice Above the sufferance of a son. [breaks it, Dare we inflict upon the weak offenders, Baw. Bless us! When we are thieves ourselves?
For I do now begin to feel myself Brun. This is Martell,
[son, Tucking into a haltert, and the ladder Studied and penn'd unto you; whose base per- Turning froin me, one pulling at my legs too. I charge you by the love you owe a mother, Theod. These truths are no man's tuiles, And as you hope for blessings from her but all men's troubles; (out-stare 'em : prayers,
They are, tho' your strange greatness would Neither to give belief to, nor allowance ! Witness the daily libels, almost ballads, Next, I tell you, sir, you from whom obedi- In every place almost, in every provinces,
Are made upon your lust; tavern discourses; Is so far fled that you dare tax a mother, Crowds cram'd with whispers; nay, the holy Nay, further, brand her honour with your temples
Are not without your curses. Now you would And break into the treasures of her credit, But your black tainted blood dare not appear, Your easiness is abused, your faith freighted For fear I should fright that too. With lies, malicious lies; your merchant Nļis- Brun. Oh, ye gods! [your actions: chief;
Theod. Do not abuse their names! they see Opening in the end to nothing but ulcers.] The ancient Englislı poets were certainly next sufficiently cautious of properly accenting their verses, insomuch that it may be doubted whether they thought the rule of accenting the even syllables (viz. the second, fourth, sixth, eighth, and tenth) a necessary part of our measure. This line has the accent upon all the odd syllables, and, tho' the thought is poetry, it is not verse at all. Our authors indeed in general have such good ears, and this is so easily made right measure, that it may probably be a corruption, and the original have run,
To nothing opening in the end but ulcers. See the rule above more fully explain'd, with the exception it admits, in a note in the first scene of Wit Without Money. Seward. 3 And happy she could site me.] Corrected in 1750,
feel myself Turning into a balter, and the ladder
Turning from me.] Turning into a hulter, is no very natural expression. The common word of being tuck'd in u halter, seems probably the true reading. Seward.
5 In every place, almost in every province.] Every place being much more minutely particular than every province, the almost seems improperly plac'd here. It is not very material, but rather more correct to read,
In every place almost of every province; i, c. In every corner of every province of our kingdom. Seward.
We apprehend the error to be merely in the punctuation, and the poet to have meant, • in almost evcry place, in every province at least,
And your conceal'd sins, tho' you work like And then embrace you as they caught a palsy;" Lie level to their justice.
moles, Your power they may love, and like Spanish Brun. Art thou a son? [a mother,
jennels, Theod. The more my shame is of so bad Cominit with such a gust And more your wretchedness you let me Buw. I would take whipping, [me, And pay a fine now!
Erit. But, woman (for a mother's name hath left Theod. But were you once disgrac'd, Since you have left your honour), inend these Or fall’n in wealth, like leaves they would fly ruins,
(willd me And build again that broken fame; and fairly, And become browse for every beast. You (Your most internperate tires have burnt) and To stock snyself with better friends, and serquickly,
[kind, Within these ten days, take a monastery,
With what face dare you see me, or any inanA most strict house; a house where none That keep a race of such unheard-of relics, may whisper,
(make you Bawds, lechers, leeches, female fornications, Where no more light is known but what may And children in their rudiments to vices, Believe there is a day; where no hope dwells, Old men to shew examples, and (lest art Nor comfort but in tears
Should lose herself in act) to call back custom? Brun. Oh, misery! [starv'd penance,
Leave these, and live like Niobe! I told you Theod. And there to cold repentance, and how;
[brance Tie your succeeding days: or curse nie, hea- And when your eyes have dropt away reinem.
Of what you were, I am your son: perform it! If all yourgilded knaves, brokers, and bedders,
[Erit, Even he you built from nothing, strong Pro- Brun. Am I a woman, and no more power taldye,
(maids, Be not made ambling geldiugs! all your To tie this tiger up? a soul to no end? If that name do not shame 'em, fed with Have I got slanie, and lost my will ? Brunspunges,
shim, To suck away their rankness! and yourself From this accursed hour forget thou Þor'st Only w empty pictures and dead arras Or any part of thy blood gave hiin living ! Otier your old desires !
Let hiin be to thee an antipathy, [ward; Brun. I will not curse you,
A thing thy nature sweats at, and turns backNor lay a prophecy upon your pride,
Throw all the mischiefs on him that thyself, Tho' Heav'n mighi grant nie buch: unthank- Or woman worse than thou art, have invented, ful, nu!
(yon; And kill himn drunk, or doubtful! I nourish'd you; 'twas I, poor I, groan'd for 'Twas I felt what you suffer'd; I lamented
Enter Bawdber, Protaldye, und Lecure. When sickness or sad hours held hack your Bato. Such a sweat sweetness;
(wakings; I never was in yet! clipt of my minstrels, Twas I pay'd for your sleeps"; I watch'd your My toys to prick up wenches withal? uplold My daily cares and fears that rid, play'd, It runs like snow-balls thro' me! [me; walk'd,
Brun. Now, my varlets, [tions! Discours'd, discoverd, fed and fashion'd you Ny slaves, my running thoughts, my execuTo what you are; and I am thus rewarded? Baw. Lord, how she looks ! Theod. But that I know these tears, I could Brun. llell take
all! dote on 'em,
Buw. We shall be gelt. And kneel to catch 'em as they fall, then knit Brun. Your mistress,
[curtals, Into an armlet, ever to be honour'd: (ful, Your old and honour'd mistress, you tir'd But, woman, they are dangerous drops, deceit- Suffers for your base sins! I must be cloister'd, Full of the weeper, anger and ill-nature. Mewd up to make me virtuous: who can Brun. In my last hours despis’d?
(taldve! Theod. That text should tell,
Now you stand still, like statues! Come, ProHow ugly it becomes you to err thus: One kiss before I perish, kiss me strongly! Your faines are spent, nothing but smoke Another, and a third! maintains you;
[ters?, Lec. I fear not gelding, And those your favour and your bounty suf- As long as she holds this way.
with you, they do but lay lust on you, Brun. The young courser, 6. 'Twas I pay'd for your sleeps.) To watch another while he's sleeping, cannot simply be said to pay for his sleep; a metaphor of that nature would require a further explanation, as, I pay'd for your sleep at the price of my own watchings. As nothing of that nature appears, it is most probable that it is the mere omission of a letter, it is therefore restored, pray'd.
Seward. ? - your favour und your bounty suffers.) Seward conjectured we should read fosters ; and Sympson succours; but suljers, in the sense of per ils, is intelligible.
That unlick'd lump of mine, will win thy mis- Of a son's duty: for, suppose her worse tress :
Than your report, not by bare circumstance, Must I be chaste, Protaldye?
But evident proof confirm'd, has given her Prot. Thus, and thus, lady! [vestals ! outlo;
Brun. It shall be so: let him seek fools for Yet since all weaknesses in a kingdom are Here is
No more to be severely punish'd, than
The faults of kings are, by the Thunderer, Find you in staying here?
As oft as they offend, to be reveng'd;
If not for picty, yet for policy,
[ness; Mart. Sir,
By sad repentance; nor did your highness Baw. Yes; any thing but gelding!
(better I am not yet in quiet, noble lady:
Make payment of the debt you ow'd ber, Let it be done to-night, for without doubt Than in your late reproofs, not of her, but To-morrow we are capons!
Those crimes that made ber worthy of reBrun. Sleep shall not seize me,
proof. Nor any food befriend me but thy kisses, The most remarkable point in which kings Ere I forsake this desart. I live honest?" differ He may as well bid dead men walk! I From private men, is that they not alone humbler,
Stand bound to be in themselves innocent, Or bent below my power? let night-dogs
But that all such as are allied to them And goblins ride nie in my sleep to jelly, In nearness, or dependance, by their care Ere I forsake my sphere!
Should be free from suspicion of all crime: Lec. This place you will.
And you have reap'd a double benefit Brun. What's that to you, or any,
From this last great act: first in the restrain Ye dross", ye powder'd pigsbones, rhubarb Of her lost pleasures!! you remove th'example clisters!
From others of the like licentiousness; Must
know my designs? a college of you Then when 'tis known that your severity The proverb makes but fools.
Extended to your mother, who dares hopefor Prot. But, noble lady
[not, The least indulgence or connivance in Brun. You are a saucy ass too! Of I will The casiest slips that may prove dangerous If you but anger me, 'till a sow-gelder (me ! To
you, or to the kingdom? Have cut you all like colts: hold ine, and kiss
Theod. I must grant For I am too much troubled. Make up iny Your reasons good, Martell, if, as she is treasure,
My mother, she had been my subject, or And get ine horses private; come, about it! That only here she could make challenge to
Ereunt. A place of being: but I know her temper,
And fear (if such a word become a king)
That in discovering her, I have let loose
A tigress, whose rage being shut up in dərs. Theod. Tho' I assure myself, Martell, your counsel
Was grievous only to herself; which, brought Had no end but allegiance and my honour, Into the view of light, her cruelty, Yet I am jealous, I have pass'd the bounds Provok'd by her own shame, will turn on his
8 Will win thy mistress.] The word win does not seem very expressive, thu' as it bears some affinity to the courser in the former line, I shall not change it, but suppose it may mean, win her from her evil courses. Were a change necessary, we niight use chair, aos fine (cutting off w in will), or ginn, perhaps the best word of all, and the nearest to the old reading, for the two first editions read winne. Seward.
Perhaps we should read, wean.
9 Ye doss.] Not tinding doss in any glossary, I am forc'd to treat it as corrupt, and sup pose dross or dolt to have been the original. Seward. 10 Thun you report, not by bare circumstance,
But evident proof confirm'd, has given her out.] The grammar seems deficient here, but it is easily cur’d two ways; the most probable I shall insert, but it might be,
Than you report, not that bare circumstance. Seward. 11 Of her lost pleasures.) Lost might possibly be interpreted, abandon'd, lost to all good ness. But as loose seems the natural word, it was probably the true one. Seward'.
Lost will certainly admit of Seward's first interpretation; it seems therefore arbitrary to change the text.
That foolishly presum'd to let her see The good old queen, your highness' reverend
In which all the principles of lust were prace Beyin to appear only in their eyes,
tis'd) Or any motion that inay give suspicion No soldier might presume to set his foot; Of the least violence, should be chained up;
At whose most blessed intercession Their fangs and teeth, and all their means of All offices in the state were charitably hurt,
Conferr'd on pandars, o'er-worn chamber-
[codpiece, Of what inay once be practis'd: for believe it, That would not owe their feeding to their Who, confident of his own power, presumes,
Should be esteem'd of more than moths!? or To spend threats on an enemy, that hath Or idle vagabonds.
[drones, [inour Theod. I am glad to hear it; To shun the worst they can effect, gives ar
Prithee what course takes she to do this? To keep off his own strength; nay, more,
Vitry. One disarms
That cannot fail: she and her virtuous train, Himself, and lies unguarded 'gainst all harms Wi’her jewels, and all that was worthy the Or doubt or malice may produce.
carrying, Theod. 'Tis true:
The last night left the court; and as 'tis more
For if that wicked tongue of hers hath not When they are sick of fevers, eat themselves Forgot its pace, and Thierry be a prince Such viands as by their directions are
Of such a fiery teinper as report, (to use Forbid to others, tho' alike diseas'd;
llas given him out for, you shall have cause So she, considering what she is, may chal- Such poor men as myselt; and thank us too lenge
For coming to you, and without petitions: Those cordials to restore her, by her birth Pray Heav'n reward the good old woman fort! And privilege, which at no suit must be
dlart. I foresaw this. Granted to others.
Theod. I hear a tempest coming,
That sings mine anil mny kingdom's ruin. Effect but what it aim'd at ! I am silent.
And cause a troop of horse to fetch her back!
Yet stay! why should I use means to bring in Theod. What laugh'd you at, sir?
A plague that of herselt hathleft me? Muster Vitry. I have some occasion,
Our soldiers up! we'll stand upon our guard; I should not else; and the same cause perhaps For we shall be attempted.--Yet forbear! That makes me do so, may beget in you The inequality of our powers will yield me A contrary effect.
Nothing but loss in their defeature: something Theod. Why, what's the matter?
Must be done, and done suddenly. Save your Vitry. I see, and joy to see, that sometimes labour! poor men
In this I'll use no counsel but mine own: (And most of such are good) stand more in- That course though dangerous, is best. Com. debted
[cious, mand For means to breathe, to such as are held vi- Our daughter be in readiness to attend us! Than those that wear, like hypocrites, on Martell, your company! and honest Vitry, their foreheads
Thou wilt along with me? Th' ambitious titles of just men and virtuous. Vitry. Yes, any where; Murt. Speak to the
To be worse than I'ın bere, is past iny fear. Vitry. Who would e'er have thought
[Exeunt. 1? More than mothers or drones.] Corrected in 1750.