1 North. Alas, fweet wife! my honour is at pawn; And, but my going, nothing can redeem it. L. Percy. Oh, yet, for heaven's fake, go not to these wars! The time was, father, that you broke your word, To do brave acts. He was, indeed, the glafs For those that could fpeak low, and tardily, In military rules, humours of blood, He was the mark and glass, copy and book, That fashion'd others. And him, O wondrous him! Where nothing but the found of Hotspur's name but he did long in vain!] Theobald very elegantly conjectures that the poet wrote but he did look in vain! STEEVENS. He had no legs, &c.] The twenty-two following lines are of thofe added by Shakespeare after his first edition. POPE. Never, O never do his ghoft the wrong, Fair daughter, you do draw my fpirits from me, L. North. Fly to Scotland, Till that the nobles and the armed commons L. Percy. If they get ground and 'vantage of the king, Then join you with them, like a rib of steel, North. Come, come, go in with me. 'Tis with As with the tide fwell'd up unto his height, • To rain, upon remembrance,-] Alluding to the plant, rofemary, fo called, and ufed in funerals. Thus in The Winter's Tale, For you there's rofemary and rue, thefe keep "Grace and remembrance be unto you both," &c. For as rue was called herb of grace, from its being used in exorcifms; fo rosemary was called remembrance, from its being at cephalic, WARBURTON, Fain would I go to meet the archbishop, SCENE IV. The Boar's-head tavern in Eaft-cheap. Enter two Drawers. 1 Draw. What the devil haft thou brought there? Apple-Johns? thou know'ft Sir John cannot endure an apple-John. 2 Draw. Mafs! thou fayeft true. The prince once fet a difh of apple-Johns before him, and told him there were five more Sir Johns; and, putting off his hat, said, I will now take my leave of these fix dry, round, old, wither'd knights. It anger'd him to the heart; but he hath forgot that. 1 Draw. Why then, cover, and fet them down: and fee if thou can't find out 7 Sneak's noife; miftrefs Tear-fheet 7 Sneak's noife;-] Sneak was a freet minstrel, and therefore the drawer goes out to liften if he can hear him in the neighbourhood. JOHNSON. A noife of musicians anciently fignified a concert or company of them. In the old play of Henry V. (not that of Shakespeare) there is this paffage : there came the young prince, and two or three "more of his companions, and called for wine good store, and "then they fent for a noyfe of mufitians," &c. Falstaff addreffes them as a company in the tenth scene of this play. So again in The Blind Beggar of Alexandria, a comedy, printed 1598, the count fays, "Oh that we had a noise of musicians, to play to this antick as we go. Again in The Merry Devil of Edmonton, 66 Why, Sir George fend for Spindle's noife prefently." Again in the comedy of All Fools, by Chapman, 1602, you must get us mufic too, "Call in a cleanly noife, the rogues grow loufy." Dispatch! Tear-fheet would fain hear some music. -The room where they fupp'd is too hot; they'll come in ftraight. 2 Draw. Sirrah, here will be the prince and master Poins anon and they will put on two of our jerkins and aprons, and Sir John muft not know of it.. Bardolph hath brought word. i Draw. Then 9 here will be old Utis: it will be an excellent ftratagem. 2 Draw. I'll fee if I can find out Sneak. Enter Hoftefs and Dol. [Exit. Hoft. Sweet heart, methinks now you are in an excellent good temporality: your pulfidge beats as extraordinarily as heart would defire; and your colour, I warrant you, is as red as any rofe: but, i'faith, you have drank too much Canaries; and that's a marvellous fearching wine, and it perfumes the blood ere we can fay, what's this? How do you now? Dol. Better than I was. Hem! Hoft. Why, that was well faid. A good heart's worth gold. Look, here comes Sir John. Again in Weftward Hoe, by Decker and Webfter, 1607, All the noife that went with him, poor fellows, have "had their fiddle-cafes pull'd over their ears." STEEVENS. s Dispatch! &c.] This period is from the firft edition. 9 РОРЕ. here will be old Utis:- -] Utis, an old word yet in ufe in fome countries, fignifying a merry feftival, from the French buit, octo, ab A. S. Eahta. Octave fefti alicujus.— Skinner. POPE. 1 Old, in this place, does not mean ancient, but was formerly a common augmentative in colloquial language. Old Utis fignifies feftivity in a great degree. So in Lingua, 1607, there's old moving among them." So in Decker's comedy, called, If this be not a good Play the Devil is in it, "We shall have old breaking of necks then." STEEVENS. Enter Enter Falstaff. Fal. When Arthur firft in court-empty the jordanand was a worthy king: how now, mistress Dol. [Exit Drawer. Hoft. Sick of a calm: yea, good footh. Fal. So is all her fect: if they be once in a calm, they are fick. Dol. You muddy rascal, is that all the comfort you give me ? Fal. 3 You make fat rafcals, mistress Dol. Dol. I make them! gluttony and diseases make them; I make them not. Fal. If the cook help to make the gluttony, you help to make the diseases, Dol: we catch of you, Dol, we catch of you: grant that, my poor virtue, grant that. Dol. Ay, marry; our chains and our jewels. Fal. 4 Your brooches, pearls, and owches.-For to ferve bravely, is to come halting off, you know: to come off the breach with his pike bent bravely, and to furgery • Sick of a calm:-] I fuppofe fhe means to fay of a qualm. STEEVENS. 2 So is all her fet:-] I know not why fe is printed in all the copies: I believe fex is meant. JOHNSON. Sect is, I believe, right. Falstaff means all of her profeffion. In Mother Bombie, a comedy, 1594, the word is frequently ufed, "Sil. I am none of that feat. "Can. Thy loving fect is an ancient fed, and an honoura"ble," &c. STEEVENS. 3 You make fat rafcals,-] Falstaff alludes to a phrafe of the forest. Lean deer are called rafcal deer. He tells her the calls him wrong, being fat he cannot be a rafcal. JOHNSON. So in B. and Fletcher's Knight of the Burning Peftle, "The heavy hart, the blowing buck, the rafcal, and "the pricket." STEEVENS. 4 Your brooches, pearls, and owches.-] Brooches were chains of gold that women wore formerly about their necks. Orches were boffes of gold fet with diamonds. POPE. I believe |