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Activ. fc. iii. p. 312.

Cloten. [to Guiderius] Die the death!
When I have flain thee with my proper band,
I'll follow thofe that even now fled bence,
And on the gate of Lud's Town fet your heads.
Yield, mountaineer.]

This account of Cloten, much resembles that of Braggadochio, in Spenfer's Fairy Queen, book ii. cant. iii. 7.

"Thereat the fcarecrow wexed wond'rous proud,
"Through fortune of his first adventure fair,
"And with big thund'ring voice revil'd him.
* loud,

"Vile caitive, vaffal of dread and despair,
Unworthy of the common breathed air,
"Why liveft thou, dead dog, a lenger day,
"And dooft not unto death thyself prepare?
"Die, or thyself my captive yield for ay;
"Great favour I thee grant, for aunswer thus
"to stay."

Activ. fc. v. p. 218.

The leaf of eglantine, which not to slander
Out-fweet'ned not thy breath.]

The Sweet-brier, which is thus described by
Spenfer.

Ah, Cuddy, then, quoth Colin, thou's a fon, "Thou haft not seen least part of nature's work.-"Ah, penfive boy, pursue that brave conceit, In thy fweet eglantine, of Meriflure." Colin Clout's come home again. Spenfer's Works, p. 1128. 1131.

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"Sweet

"Sweet is the rofe, but groweth on a brere ; "Sweet is the juniper, but fharp his bough; "Sweet is the eglantine, but pricketh near;

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Sweet is the fir-bloom, but his branches "rough;

"Sweet is the cyprefs, but his rind is tough." Spenfer's Sonnets, fon. 26.

Sc. v. p. 318.
Arviragus.

The Radock would,

With charitable bill, (oh bill, fore fhameing
Thofe rich-left heirs, that let their fathers lie
Without a monument.]

The Robin red-breaft, of which bird 'tis commonly faid, that if he finds the dead body of any rational creature, he will cover the face at least, if not the whole body, with mofs.

An allufion probably to the old ballad of the Two Children in the Wood.

“Thus wand'ring, these two pretty babes, "Till death did. end their grief

"In one another's arms they died, "As babes wanting relief.

"No burial these pretty babes

"Of any man receives,
"Till robin red-breasts painfully

"Did cover them with leaves."

Mr. William Cartwright, in his poem, intitled, Lesbia on her Sparrow, Works, p. 226. has the following lines.

" Now

"Now this faithful bird is gone,

"O let mournful turtles joyn,

"With loving red-breafts to combine,

"To fing dirges on his fhrine."

The robin red-breaft called ruddock by Chaucer, and Spenfer.

"The falfe lapwinge, all full of trecherie, "The ftarling that the counfails can bewrie, "The tame ruddock, and the coward kite, "The cocke, that horiloge of Thrope's lite." Chaucer's Affemble of Foules, 344, &c.

"The merry larke her mattins fings aloft, "The thrufh replys, the mavis defcant plays, "The owzel fhrills, the ruddock warbles foft, "So fweetly all agree, with fweet confent, "To this day's merriment."

Epithalamium. See Spenser's Works, Hughes's edition, p. 1261.

Act v. fc. ii. p. 332.

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Merely through fear, that the straight pass was damn'd

With dead men.]

Shakespeare, I fhould imagine, wrote damm'd, or ftopt up, as Sir Tho. Hanmer has it.

Id. ib.

Thofe that would die, or ere refift, are grown
The mortal bugs o' th' field.]

Qu. Bugs, or bugbeares, which have the fame fignification? See Minfhieu's Guide into the Tongues, col. 101.

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A&t v. fc. v. p. 353.

Imogen.

Think that you are upon a rock, and now throw me again.]

This reading is not true, as may easily be perceived by Posthumus's answer.

Hang there like fruit, my foul, till the tree die.

From whence it is plain, that Imogen had compared him to fome tree upon a rock, and that the tree had flipt out of the text. I think it should be restored thus: Think that you are a cedar on a rock, and now, &c. i. e. think that you are in a durable, permanent state of happinefs, of which a (a) cedar on a rock is a beautiful, and ftrong metaphorical fimilitude.

Further, the cedar beareth fruit at all times of the year; new fruit, and old, the leaf never falleth.

Hang thee like fruit, my foul, till the tree die.

N. B. The cedar is the longest liver of all trees. And like the cedar of Lebanon. See Pofthumus's Dream, fc. iii. p. 341. explained by the Soothfayer, p. 359, 360. See Thompson's Travels, concerning the cedar of Mount Lebanon. Smith.

(a) Et cedro digna locutus

Perfii Sat. 1. 42.

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Vid. Plinii Nat. Hift. lib. xiii. cap. 13. Et Vitruvium, líb. xi. cap. 9. Nec folum cedria ungi foliti melioris notæ libri, fed etiam in tabulis materiæ cedrine amiciri a bibliopegis propter æternitatem, ut loquitur Vitruvius. Vid. Ca, Saubogi not.

Sc.

Sc. v. p. 355.

Cymbeline. My tears that fall,

Prove holy water on thee, Imogen.]

Though the appointment of holy water was very early, yet not fo early as Cymbeline's time. Pope Alexander I. in the time of the Emperour Adrian, ordained, "That the holy water, (as it is "called), mixed with falt, and confecrated by prayer, fhould be kept in churches, and in private houses, as a guard against evil spirits." See Lives of the Popes, tranflated from Platina, by Paul Ricaut, Efq; p. 16.

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The author of the Popish Courant, January 1678-9, p. 39. gives the following humorous receipt to make holy water.

"Take half a peck of confecrated salt, and "four gallons of fpring-water, (if you can get "it out of Saint Winifred's well fo much the

better); then jumbling them haftily together, "fcatter half a score croffes over it for fermen"tation; and, in the mean time, (if thou haft "fo little grace), fay,

"I conjure thee, thou creature of water, in "the name, &c. that thou become a chofen wa

"ter, to take away the power of the devil, and "that thou may'ft drive away and confound "the devil himself, with all his angels."

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