« ZurückWeiter »
And turn him to no pain ;s but if he start,
Pist. A trial, come.
[They burn him with their tapers.
Eva. It is right; indeed he is full of lecheries
Fie on lust and luxury !?
“ But if not, away will turn,
“ As loth unspotted fesh to burn." Steevens. 5 And turn him to no pain ;) This appears to have been the common phraseology of our author's time.
So again, in The
O, my heart bleeds,
“ Edward, what satisfaction canst thou make,
" And all the trouble thou hast turn'd me to."
6 Eva. It is right; indeed, &c.] This short speech, which is very much in character for fir Hugh, I have inserted from the old quarto, 1619. THEOBALD.
I have not discarded Mr. Theobald's insertion, though perhaps the propriety of it is questionable. STEVENS.
7 and luxury!] Luxury is here used for incontinence. So, in King Lear: “ 'To't luxury, pell-mell, for I lack soldiers.”
STEEVENS. 8 Luft is but a bloody fire,] A bloody fire, means a fire in the blood. In The Second Part of Henry IV. Act IV. the same express fion occurs :
Fed in beart; whose flames aspire,
Pinch him for his villainy;
During this song,' the fairies pinch Falstaff. Doétor
Caius comes one way, and steals away a fairy in green; Slender another way, and takes off a fairy in white; and Fenton comes, and feals away Mrs. Anne Page. A noise of hunting is made within. All ihe fairies run away. Falstaff pulls off bis buck's bead, and rises.
Enter Page, Ford, Mrs. Page, and Mrs. FORD.
They lay bold on bim.
Page. Nay, do not fly: I think, we have watch'd
you now; Will none but Herne the hunter serve your turn?
“ Led on by bloody youth," &c. i. e. fanguine youth. Steevens.
In Sonnets by H. C. (Henry Constable,] 1594, we find the fame image :
Luft is a fire, that for an hour or twaine
“ Love a continual furnace doth maintaine,” &c. So also, in The Tempeft:
the strongest oaths are straw " To the fire i' the blood.” Malone. 9 During this song,] This direction I thought proper to insert from the old quartos.
THEOBALD. - the fairies pinch Falftaff.] So, in Lylly's Endymion, 1591: “ The fairies dance, and, with a song, pinch him.” And, in his Maid's Metamorphosis, 1600, they threaten the same punishment.
Mrs. Page. I pray you, come; hold up the jest
no higher :-
Ford. Now, fir, who's a cuckold now?-Master Brook, Falstaff's a knave, a cuckoldly knave; here are his horns, Master Brook: And, master Brook, he hath enjoyed nothing of Ford's but his buckbasket, his cudgel, and twenty pounds of money;
* See you thefe, husband? do not these fair yokes
Become the forejt better than the town?"] Mrs. Page's meaning is this. Seeing the horns (the types of cuckoldom) in Falstaff's hand, the asks her husband, whether those yokes are not more proper in the forest than in the town ; i. e. than in his own family.
THEOBALD. The editor of the second folio changed yoaks to-oaks.
MALONE. Perhaps, only the printer of the second folio is to blame, for the omission of the letter—y. Steevens.
I am confident that oaks is the right reading. I agree with Theobald that the words, “ See you these hufhands ?" relate to the buck's horns ;- but what resemblance is there between the horns of a buck and a yoak? What connection is there between a yoak and a foreft? Why, none; whereas on the other hand, the connection between a forest and an oak is evident; nor is the resemblance less evident between a tree and the branches of a buck's horns; they are indeed called branches from that very resemblance; and the horns of a deer are called in French les bois. Though horns are types of cuckoldom, yoaks are not; and surely the types of cuckoldom, whatever they may be, are more proper for a town than for a foreft. I am surprised that the subsequent editors should have adopted an amendment, which makes the passage nonsense. M. MASON.
I have inserted Mr. M. Mason's note, because he appears to think it brings conviction with it. Perhaps, however, (as Dr. Farmer obferves to me,) he was not aware that the extremities of yokes for cattle, as still used in several counties of England, bend upwards, and rising very high, in shape resemble horns.
which must be paid to master Brook ;+ his horses are arrested for it, master Brook.
Mrs. Ford. Sir John, we have had ill luck; we could never meet. I will never take
I will never take you for my love again, but I will always count you my deer.
FAL. I do begin to perceive, that I am made an ass.
Ford. Ay, and an ox too; both the proofs are extant.
Fal. And these are not fairies? I was three or four times in the thought, they were not fairies: and yet the guiltiness of my mind, the sudden surprize of my powers, drove the grofsness of the foppery into a receiv'd belief, in despite of the teeth of all rhime and reason, that they were fairies. See now, how wit may be made a Jack-a-lent, when ʼtis upon ill employment !
to master Brook;] We ought rather to read with the old quarto," which must be paid to master Ford;" for as Ford, to mortify Falstaff, addresses him throughout his speech by the name of Brook, the describing himself by the same name creates a confufion. A modern editor plausibly enough reads_" which must be paid too, Master Brook ;' but the first sketch shows that to is right; for the sentence, as it stands in the quarto, will not admit too.
MALONE. how wit may be made a Jack-a-lent,] A Jack o'Lent appears to have been some puppet which was thrown at in Lent, like Shrove-tide cocks. So, in the old comedy of Lady Alimony, 1659:
“ — throwing cudgels
“ At Jack-a-lents, or Shrove-cocks."
if I forfeit,
“ For untagg d points, and counters.”. Again, in Ben Jonson's Tale of a Tub:
on an Ash-Wednesday,
Eva. Sir John Falstaff, serve Got, and leave
your desires, and fairies will not pinse you.
Ford. Well said, fairy Hugh.
Eva. And leave you your jealousies too, I pray you.
Ford. I will never mistrust my wife again, till thou art able to woo her in good English.
FAL. Have I lay'd my brain in the sun, and dried it, that it wants matter to prevent so gross o'erreaching as this? Am I ridden with a Welch
goat too? Shall I have a coxcomb of frize? 6 'tis time I were choked with a piece of toasted cheese.
Eva. Seese is not good to give putter; your pelly is all putter.
Fal. Seese and putter! Have I lived to stand at the taunt of one that makes fritters of English? This is enough to be the decay of lust and latewalking, through the realm.
Mrs. Page. Why, fir John, do you think, though we would have thrust virtue out of our hearts by the head and shoulders, and have given ourselves without scruple to hell, that ever the devil could have made you our delight?
Ford. What, a hodge-pudding? a bag of fax? Mrs. Page. A puffd man?
Page. Old, cold, withered, and of intolerable entrails?
Ford. And one that is as flanderous as Satan? Page. And as poor as Job?
-a coxcomb of frize ?] i. e. a fool's cap made out of Welch materials. Wales was famous for this cloth. So, in K. Edward I. 1599,: “ Enter Lluellin, alias prince of Wales, &c. with fwords and bucklers, and frieze jerkins.” Again : “ Enter Sussex, &c. with a mantle of frieze. - my boy shall weare a mantle of this country's weaving, to keep him warm.” STEEVENS.