Come we all fleep, and are mere dormice; flies Cet. If the gods had call'd Them to a purpose, they would just have come The kingdom of the fenate rent asunder; Cat. Spirit of men! Thou heart of our great enterprise! how much Cet. O, the days Of Sylla's fway, when the free fword took leave Cat. And was familiar With entrails, as our augurs. Cet. Sons kill'd fathers, Brothers their brothers. Cat. And had price and praise. All hate had licence given it, all rage reins. Cet. 6 All hate had licence given it; all rage REIGN'D.] As this line is perfectly good fenfe, the reader perhaps may not fee any neceffity for altering the text; but as there is a different reading in the oldeft olio, and a reading I think far more poetical and nervous, I am inclined to give it the preference. In that copy the verse stands thus: All hate had licence given it; all rage raines. The fame is continued in the edition of 1640. The fucceeding editor in 1692 took the word raines to be a verb, and perceiving it Cet. Slaughter beftrid the streets, and stretcht himself To feem more huge; whilft to his stained thighs The gore he drew flow'd up, and carried down Whole heaps of limbs and bodies through his arch. No age was fpar'd, no fex. Cat. Nay, no degree. Cet. Not infants in the porch of life were free. The fick, the old, that could but hope a day Longer by nature's bounty, not let stay. inconfiftent in point of grammatical conftruction with the preceding fentence, he altered it to the verb reign'd, which the fenfe feemed to require; and this reading was copied in the laft edition of 1716. But the true lection is the fubftantive reins, as it now ftands in the text: the image is a claffical and bold profopopeia, taken from a horse with the reins thrown loofe upon his neck, who exults at large without the leaft fenfe of controul or restraint. One may take occafion from hence, to obferve the great uncertainty of conjectural criticism; and how easy it is to be mifled by the fimilitude of founds, to adopt a word or meaning that was never intended by the author. And this will often be the cafe, even with the moft judicious critics, where an equivocal word occurring fhall either improve or debase the fentiment, according to the fenfe it is taken in. An inftance of this kind occurrs to me in Beaumont and Fletcher; and I believe that I fhall give no offence to the ingenious Mr. Seward, by obferving that an ambiguity of expreffion induced him to propofe a correction, where none was wanting. La-writ abufing Sampson, the advocate, fays thus: "Avaunt, thou buckram budget of petitions, Mr. Seward remarks, that to call a petty-fogger a person spit out of lame caufes, feems very ftiff; and as the common cant term Splitter is fo near the face of the letters, there can be little doubt of its being the original. But I apprehend, with fubmiffion, that spittle is the original word; and it gives us a very humourous idea: Spittle, in that author's age, was the fame with what is now more ufually called an hofpital; and to call the wrangling lawyer a pittle of lame caufes, is intimating, with true comic humour, that his practice was made up of nothing but mean and beggarly caufes, which no other man of the profeflion would be concerned in. I have mentioned this inftance only as it confirms the reflection made above; that the beft critics may be eafily deceived, where the expreffion will admit of two meanings equally confiftent with common fenfe. Virgins, Virgins, and widows, matrons, pregnant wives, Cat. 'Twas crime enough, that they had lives. Was dull and poor. As fome the prey. Some fell to make the number, Cet. The rugged Charon fainted, And afk'd a navy, rather than a boat, To ferry over the fad world that came : The maws and dens of beafts could not receive Lent. Nay, urge not that Is fo uncertain. Cat. How? Lent. I mean, not clear'd, And therefore not to be reflected on. Cat. The Sybils leaves uncertain? or the comments Of our grave, deep, divining men not clear? 7 All died. Cat. 'Twas crime enough, that they had lives.] This defcription of outrageous cruelty, which triumphed in the days of Sylla, is borrowed from Lucan, who gives us this account of the barbarities exercised by Marius and his faction. Quis fuit ille dies, Marius quo mania victor LUCAN, lib. 2, Len. Len. All prophecies you know suffer the torture. Len. Do you believe it? Cat. Do I love Lentulus, or pray to fee it? Len. They count from Cinna. Cat. And Sylla next, and fo make you the third; All that can fay the fun is ris'n, must think it. Len. Men mark me more of late, as I come forth. And the aw'd purple dropp'd their rods and axes: Cet. But he, and we, and all are idle ftill. Cat. I am fhadow To honour'd Lentulus, and Cethegus here, Cet. By Mars himself, Catiline is more my parent; for whofe virtue [T [To them.] Autronius, Vargunteius, Longinus, Curius, Lecca, Beftia, Fulvius, Gabinius, &c. Aut. Hail, Lucius Catiline. Cet. Are your eyes yet unfeel'd? dare they look day In the full face? Cat. He's zealous for th' affair, And blames your tardy coming, gentlemen. Cet. Unless we had fold ourselves to fleep and ease, And would be our flaves flaves Cat. Pray you forbear. Cet. The north is not fo ftark and cold. Bef. We fhall redeem all if your fire will let us. Cet. Are your eyes yet unfeel'd? dare they look day Dare they look day In the dull face? Mr. Seward, diffatisfied with the epithet dull, conjecturally fubftituted full, which is alfo the reading of the laft edition. Tho' the day, fays he, had been before described black and ominous, and therefore the sense may be, dare you look even fuch a day as this in be face? yet the natural taunt of Cethegus taking his metaphor from a hawk juft unfeel'd, is, Dare you look day In the full face? For my own part, I have no objection to the words du'l face, tho' I have retained the text as I found it. The |