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Dion. I shall report, (13) For most it caught me, the celestial habits, jecture of my friend upon this passage. 6 But the temple of Apollo at Delphi was not in an island, but in Phocis on the continent. " It's plain, the blundering transcribers had their heads running on " Delos, an iBand of the Cyclades. So that the true reading is un. « doubtedly;

The climate's delicate, the air most sweet,

Fertile the foil; « Soil might with a very easy transposition of the letters be corrupted 6.10 isle. But the true reading manifests itself likewise on this ac 6.count; that, in a defcription, the sweetness of air, and fertility of «.foil, is much more terse and elegant than air and ise.

Mr. Warburton. But to confess the truth, I am very suspicious that our author, note... withstanding, wrote isle, and for this reason. The ground work and incidents of his play are taken from an old story, callid, The pleasant and delectable Hisory of Dorastus and Fawnia ; written by Mr. Robert Green, a Mafter of Arts in Cambridge, in the reign of Queen Elizabeth; and there the Queen begs of ber Lord, in the rage of his jealousy, Tbat it would please his Majesty to fend fix of bis Nobles, wbom be beff trufled, to the ine of Delphos, there to, enquire of. tbe oracle of Apollo, &c. Another palpable absurdity our author has copied from the same Tale, in making Bohemia a maritime country, which is known to be inland, and in the heart of the main continent.

(13) Dion.

-I shall report,

For moft it caught me, &c.] What will he report? And what , means this reason of his report, vize that the celestial babits firft.. caught his observation? I do not know, whether his declaration of repurling, be more obfcure, or his reafon for it more ridiculous. The speaker seems to be under those circumstances, which his brother ambassador in the next speech talks of,

-So urpriz'd my sense, that I was nothing Rut if we may suppose him recover'd from his surprize, we may be : assurd he said;

It shames reports, Foremoft it caught me, the celestial habits, &c. Cleomines had said, the temple much furpass’d the common praise it bore. Dion replies, Yes, it saames report by so far exceeding what, report had pretended to say of it: and then; goes on to particularize the wonders of the place. The first thing, says he, that struck me, was the priest's babits, &c. And, by the bye, it is worth observing, that the wonders are particulariz'd in their exact order: first, the has bits of the priests, who were ready to meet enquirers; then, the priests behaviour; then, the sacrifice; and then, the pronouncing the oracle. The reader may see Van Dale de Oraculis Eibnicorum ; and be fatisfied of this. :

Mr. Warburton

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(Methinks, I so should term them,) and the reverence
Of the grave wearers. O, the sacrifice
How ceremonious, folemn, and unearthly
It was i'th' offering !

Cleo. But of all, the burft
And the ear-deafning voice o'th' oracle,
Kin to Jove's thunder, fo surpriz'd my sense,
That I was nothing.

Dion. If th' event o'th' journey
Prove as successful to the Queen, (o, be it fo!)
As it hath been to us, rare, pleasant, speedy,
The time is worth the use on't..

Cleo. Great Apollo,
Turn all to th' beft! these proclamations,
So forcing faults upon Hermione,
I little like.

Dion. The violent carriage of it
Will clear, or end the bufiness; when the oracle,
(Thus by Apollo's great divine seal'd up,)
Shall the contents discover: something rare
Even then will rush to knowledge. Go; fresh horses :
And gracious be the issue !

(Exeunt.

SCENE represents a Court of Justice.

TH

Leontes, Lords, and Officers, appear properly seated. Leo. 'HIS session, (to our great grief, we pronounce,)

Ev'n pushes 'gainf our heart. The party try'd, 'The daughter of a King, our wife, and one Of us too much belovd; let us be clear'd. Of being tyrannous, fince we so openly. Proceed in justice, which shall have due course, Even to the guilt, or the purgarion. Produce the.prisoner..

afi. It is his Higness' pleasure, that the Queen Appear in person here in court. Silence !

Hermione

Hermione, is brought in, guarded ; Paulina, and Ladies,

attending.. Leo. Read the indictment.

Offi. Hermione, Queen to the worthy Leontes, King of Sicilia, thou art here accused and arraigned of high treason, in committing adultery with Polixenes, King of Bohemia, and conspiring with Camillo to take away the life of our : Sovereign. Lord the King, thy royal husband; the pretence whereof being by circumstances partly laid open, thou, Hermione, contrary, to the faith and allegiance of a true subject, didst counsel and, aid thein, for their better sofety, to fly away. by night.

Her. Since what I am to say, must be but that Which contradi&ts my accusation; and The testimony on my part, no other But what comes from myself; it shall scarce boot moa To say, Not guilty: mine integrity, Being counted falfhood, hall, as I express it, Be so receiv’d. But thus, if powers divine Behold our human actions, as they do, I doubt not then, but innocence shall make False accusation blufh, and tyranny Tremble at patience.--You, my Lord, best know, , Who least will seem to do so, my past life Hath been as .continent, as chaste, as true, As I am now unhappy; which is more. Than history can pattern, tho? devis’d, And play'd, to take spectators. For behold me A fellow of the royal bed, which owe A moiety of the throne, a great King's daughter The mother to a hopeful Prince, here standing То prate

and talk for life and honour, 'fore Who.please to come and hear. For life, I prize it : As I weigh grief which I would spare : for honour,.. "Tis a derivative from me to mine, And only that I ftand for. I appeal To your own conscience, Sir, before Polixenes Came to your court, how. I was in your grace,

Hom:

How merited to be fo; since he came,
With what encounter so uncurrant I
Have strain'd t'appear thus ; if one jot beyond
The bounds of honour, or in act, or will
That way inclining, hardened be the hearts
Of all that hear me, and my near't of kin,
Cry, fy, upon my grave!

Leo. I ne'er heard yet,
That
any

of those bolder vices wanted Less impudence to gain-say what they did.. Than to perform it first.

Her. That's true enough ;
Tho''tis a saying, Sir, not due to me.

Leo. You will not own it.

Her. More than miftrefs of, What comes to me in name of fault, I must noo At all acknowledge. For Polixenes, With whom I am accus'd, I do confess, I lov'd him, as in honour he requir'd; With such a kind of love, as might become A Lady like me; with a love, even fuch, So and no other, as yourself commanded : Which not to have done, I think, had been in me Both disobedience and ingratitude To you, and towards your friend; whose love had spokea Even fince it could speak, from an infant, freely, That it was yours. Now for conspiracy, I know not how it tastes, tho' it be dish'd For me to try how ; all I know of it, Is, that Camillo was an honest man; And why he left your court, the Gods themselves (Wotting no more than 1,) are ignorant.

Leo. You knew of his departure, as you know
What you have underta'en to do in's, absence.

Her. Sir,
You speak a language that I underftand not;
My life stands in the level of your dreams,
Which I'll lay down.

Leo. Your a&tions are my dreams.
You bad a baftard by Polixenes,

And

And I but dream'd it:- as you were paft all shame;
(Those of your fact are so) so paft all truth;
Which to deny, concerns more than avails : for as-
Thy brat hath been caft out, like to itself,
No father owning it, (which is, indeed,
More criminal in thee than it) so thou
Shalt feel our justice; in whose easieft paffage
Look for no less than death.

Her. Sir, spare your threats ;
The bug, which you would fright me with, I seek :-
To me can life be no commodity ;
The crown and comfort of my life, your favour,
I do give loft, for I do feel it gone,
But know not how it went. My second joy,
The first-fruits of my body, from his presence
I'm barr'd like one infectious. My third comfort,
(Starr'd most unluckily,) is from my breast
(The innocent milk in its most innocent mouth)
Hald out to murder; myself on every post
Proclaim'd a ftrumpet ; with immodest hatred
The child-bed privilege deny'd, which 'longs
To women of all fashion : laftly, hurried (14)
Here to this place, i'th' open air, before
I have got strength of limit. Now, my Liege,
Tell me what blefings I have here alive,
That I should fear to die : therefore proceed :
But yet hear this; mistake me noto Hollife,
I prize it not a straw ;. but for mine honour,
Which I would free, if I shall be condemn'd.
Upon surmises, (all proofs fleeping else,
Ry what your jealoufies awake,) I tell you,
'Tis rigour, and not law. Your Honours all,
(14)

- lastl, hurried Here to this place, i'tk' open air, before

I have got strength of Limbs.] This is the reading of Mr. Rcave and Mr. Pope. I have restor'd, with the old editions ; before

I have got strength of Limit. i. e. Strength enough for coming abroad, going never so little away. Şo, in C; mbeline;

A prilon, for a debtor that not dares,
To fride a limite

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