The eyes

of

young

and old. Care not for me;

I can go home alone.

Mar. Well, I will go;

But yet I have no defire to it.

Dion. Come, come, I know 'tis good for you. Walk half an hour, Leonine, at the leaft; Remember what I have faid.

Leon. I warrant you, madam.

Dion. I'll leave you, my fweet lady, for a

while;

Pray you walk foftly, do not heat blood:

What! I must have a care of you.
Mar. My thanks, sweet madam.

Is this wind wefterly that blows?
Leon. South-weft.

your

[Exit Dionyza

Mar. When I was born, the wind was north.
Leon. Was't fo?

Mar. My father, as nurfe faid, did never fear,
But cry'd, good feamen, to the failors, galling
His kingly hands with hauling of the ropes;
And, clafping to the maft, endur'd a fea
That almoft burft the deck 8.

Leon. When was this?

Mar. When I was born.

Never was waves nor wind more violent;

Again, in his 32d Sonnet:

66

Referve them, for my love, not for their rhimes." Again, in his 85th Sonnet:

"While comments of your praife, richly compil'd, "Referve their character with golden quill-" MALONE. 7 Well, I will go;

nice:

But yet I have no defire to it.] So in the Merchant of Ve

"I have no mind of feafting forth to-night,

"But I will go." STEEVENS.

7 That almoft burst the deck.] Burft is frequently ufed by our author in an active fenfe. So in K. Henry IV. Part II: "And then he burst his head for crouding among the marshal's men.”

MALONE.

And

And from the ladder-tackle washes off
A canvas-climber: ha, fays one, wilt out?
And with a dropping industry they ikip

From ftem to ftern: the boat-fwain whistles, and The mafter calls, and trebles their confufion *.

Leon. Come, fay your prayers.

Mar. What mean you?

Leon. If you require a little space for

I grant it: pray; but be not tedious,

prayer,

For the gods are quick of ear, and I am fworn
To do my work with hafte..

"Upon the hempen-tackle fhip-boys climbing."

I suspect that a line, preceding thefe two, has been lost.

MALONE.

1 From stern to ftern:] Thus all the copies. But we clearly ought to read-From fem to ftern. So Dryden:

2

"Orontes' barque, even in the hero's view,
"From fem to ftern by waves was overborne."

A hafty transcriber, or negligent compofitor, might eafily have mistaken the letters ra, and put an m in their place. MALONE. and trebles their confufion.] So in K. Henry V: "Hear the fhrill whistle, which doth order give "To founds confus'd." MALONE.

3 Leon. Come, fay your prayers.

Mar.

Leon.

Mar.

What mean you?

If you require a little space for prayer,
grant it; pray; but be not tedious, &c.
Why, will you kill me?]

So in Othello:

Oth."Have you pray'd to-night, Desdemona ?-
"If you bethink yourself of any crime

"Unreconcil'd as yet to heaven and grace,
"Solicit for it straight.

Def." Alas, my lord what do you mean by that?
Oth. "Well, do it, and be brief-

Def."Talk you of killing, &c." STEEVENS.

This circumstance is likewife found in the Gefta Romanorum. "Peto domine, fays Tharfia, (the Marina of this play) ut fi nulla

H 4

Spes

Leon. To fatisfy my lady.

Mar. Why would fhe have me kill'd?
Now, as I can remember, by my troth,
I never did her hurt in all my life;
I never fpake bad word, nor did ill turn
To any living creature: believe me, la,
I never kill'd a moufe, nor hurt a fly:
I trod upon a worm against my will,
But I wept for it. How have I offended,
Wherein my death might yield her any profit,
Or my life imply her any danger?

Leon. My commission

Is not to reason of the deed, but do it.

Mar. You will not do't for all the world, I hope. You are well-favour'd, and your looks fore-fhew You have a gentle heart. I faw you lately, When you caught hurt in parting two that fought: Good footh, it fhew'd well in you; do fo now: Your lady feeks my life ;-come you between, And fave poor me, the weaker.

Leon. I am fworn,

And will dispatch.

Enter Pirates, whilft fhe is struggling.

1 Pirate. Hold, villain!

2 Pirate. A prize! a prize!

[Leonine runs away.

3 Pirate. Half-part, mates, half-part. Come, let's have her aboard fuddenly.

[Exeunt Pirates with Marina.

fpes eft mihi, permittas me deum teftare. Villicus ait, "teftate; et Deus ipfe fcit quod coactus te interficio." Illa vero cum effet pofita in oratione, venerunt pyrate, &c." MALONE,

I trod uron a worm against my will,

But I wept for it.] Fenton has tranfplanted this image

into his Mariamne:

when I was a child

"I kill'd a linnet, but indeed I wept ;

༔ Heaven vifits not for that." STEEVENS.

SCENE

The fame. Re-enter Leonine.

Leon. Thefe roguing thieves ferve the

Valdes ;

great pirate

And they have feiz'd Marina. Let her go;
There's no hope fhe'll return. I'll fwear fhe's dead,
And thrown into the fea.-But I'll fee further;
Perhaps they will but please themselves upon her,
Not carry her aboard. If the remain,

Whom they have ravish'd, muft by me be flain.

SCENE

III.

Mitylene. A room in a brothel.

Enter Pander, Bawd, and Boult.

Pand. Boult.

Boult. Sir.

[Exit.

Pand. Search the market narrowly; Mitylene is full of gallants. We loft too much money this mart by being too wenchless.

Bawd. We were never fo much out of creatures. We have but poor three, and they can do no more than they can do; and with continual action are even as good as rotten.

Pand. Therefore let's have frefh ones whate'er we pay for them. If there be not a confcience to be us❜d in every trade, we fhall never profper .

Bawd.

Thefe roguing thieves ferve the great pirate Valdes;] The Spanish armada, I believe, furnished our author with this name. Don Pedro de Valdes was an admiral in that fleet, and had the command of the great galleon of Andalufia. His fhip being difabled, he was taken by fir Francis Drake, on the twenty-fecond of July, 1588, and fent to Dartmouth. This play therefore, we may conclude, was not written till after that period.-The making one of this Spaniard's ancestors a pirate, was probably relifhed by the audience in thofe days. MALONE.

6

Therefore let's have fresh ones whate'er we pay for them. If there be not a confcience to be us'd in every trade, we shall never prof

per.]

Bawd. Thou fay'ft true: 'tis not our bringing up of poor bastards", as I think, I have brought up

fome eleven

Boult. Ay, to eleven, and brought them down again. But fhall I fearch the market?

Bawd. What elfe, man? The ftuff we have, a ftrong wind will blow it to pieces, they are fo pitifully fodden.

Pand. Thou fay'ft true; they're too unwholefome o' confcience. The poor Tranfilvanian is dead that lay with the little baggage.

Boult. Ay, the quickly poop'd him '; fhe made him roaft-meat for worms:-but I'll go fearch the market. [Exit Boult. Pand. Three or four thousand chequins were as pretty a proportion to live quietly, and fo give over.

per.] The fentiments incident to vicious profeffions fuffer little change within a century and a half.-This fpeech is much the fame as that of Mrs. Cole in the Minor: "Tip him an old trader! Mercy on us, where do you expect to go when you die, Mr. Loader?" STEEVENS.

7 Thou fayft truc; 'tis not our bringing up of poor bastards,—] There feems to be fomething wanting. Perhaps that will door fome fuch words. The author, however, might have intended an imperfect fentence. MALONE.

I too eleven, and brought them down again.] Read, Ay, to eleven, &c-I have brought up (i. e. educated) fays the bawd, fome eleven. Yes, (anfwers Boult) to eleven, (i. e. as far as eleven years of age) and then brought them down again. The latter claufe of the fentence requires no explanation.

My emendation is confirmed by the quarto, 1609.

STEEVENS.

Thou fay'A true; there's two unwholefome o' confcience.] Thus all the copies. But the preceding dialogue fhews that they are erroneous The complaint had not been made of two, but of all the fluff they had.-According to the prefent regulation the pander merely affents to what his wife had faid. The words two and too are perpetually confounded in the old copies. MALONE. Ay, he quickly poop'd him,] The following paffage in the Devil's Charter, a tragedy, 1607, will fufficiently explain this fingular term:

foul Amazonian trulls,

"Whose lanterns are still lighted in their poops."

MALONE,

Bawa