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The incense of a vow, a holy vow +;
Till I have set a glory to this hand,
Enter Hubert. Hub. Lords, I am hot with hafte in seeking you : Arthur doth live; the king hath sent for you.
Sal. Oh, he is bold, and blushes not at death :-Avaunt, thou hateful villain, get thee gone!
a holy vo; Never to taste the pleasures of the worlal,] This is a copy of the vows made in the ages of superstition and chivalry. JOHNSON.
the worship of reverge.] The worship is the dignity, the honour. We still say worshipful of magiftrates. JOHNSON.
'Till I have fet a glory to this band,
By giving it the worship of revenge.] I think it should bema glory to this head Pointing to the dead prince, and using the word worship in its common acceptation. A glory is a frequent term:
6. Round a quaker's beaver cast a glory,” says Mr. Pope: the folemn confirmation of the other lords seems to require this fenfe. The late Mc. Gray was much pleased with this correction. FARMER.
The old reading feems right to me, and means, - 'till I have famed and renowned my.onun hand by giving it the honour of revenge for fo foul a deed. Glory means fplendor and magnificence in faint Matthew, vi. 29. So, in Markham's Husbandry, 1631, p. 353: 66 But if it be where the tide is fcant, and doth no more but bring the river to a glory;" 1. e. fills the banks without overflowing. So, in act II. sc. ii, of this play:
" Oh, two such filver currents, when they join,
“ Do glorify the banks that bound them in." A thought almost fimilar to the present, occurs in Ben Jonson's Catiline, who, act IV. sc. iv. lays to Cethegus : " When we meet again we'll sacrifice to liberty. Cet. And revenge. That we may praise our hands once !" i. e. Oh! that we may fet a glory, or procure honour and praise, to our hands, which are the initruments of action. TOLLET.
Hub. I am no villain.
[Drawing his sword. Faulc. Your sword is bright, fir; put it up again. Sal. Not 'till I sheath it in a murderer's skin.
Hub. Stand back, lord Salisbury, stand back, I say; By heaven, I think, my sword's as sharp as yours : I would not have you, lord, forget yourself, Nor tempt the danger of my true defence"; Left I, by marking of your rage, forget Your worth, your greatness, and nobility.
Bigot. Out, dunghill! dar'st thou brave a nobleman?
Hub. Not for my life: but yet I dare defend My innocent life against an emperor.
Sal. Thou art a murderer.
Hub. Do not prove me so?;
Pemb. Cut him to pieces.
Faulc. Thou wert better gaul the devil, Salisbury :
Bigot. What wiltthou do, renowned Faulconbridge? Second a villain, and a murderer?
Hub. Lord Bigot, I am none.
5 true defence;) Honeft defence; defence in a good cause.
Johnson. ? Do not prove me fo; Yet, I am none :
:] Do not make me a murderer by compelling me to kill you; bitherto not a murderer. Johnson.
your toasting-iron,] The same thought is found in K. Hen. V: “ I dare not fight, but I will wink and hold out mine iron. It is a simple one, but what though? it will toast cheese.”
Bigot. Who kill'd this prince ?
Hub. Tis not an hour since I left him well:
Sal. Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes,
Bigot. Away, toward Bury, to the Dauphin there!
Exeunt lords. Faulc. Here's a good world !-Knew you of this
fair work? Beyond the infinite and boundless reach Of
mercy, if thou did it this deed of death, Art thou damn'd, Hubert.
Hub. Do but hear me, fir.
Faulc. Ha! I'll tell thee what ; Thou art damn'd so black-nay, nothing is so black; Thou art more deep damn'd than prince Lucifer : 9 There is not yet so ugly a fiend of hell As thou shalt be, if thou didst kill this child.
Hub. Upon my soul,
Faulc. If thou didst but consent
9 There is not yet &c.] I remember once to have met with a book, printed in the time of Henry VII. (which Shakespeare possibly might have seen) where we are told that the deformity of the condemned in the other world is exactly proportioned to the degrees of their guilt. The author of it obferves how difficult it would be, on this account, to distinguish between Belzebub and Judas Iscariot. STEEVENS.
To hang thee on : or, would'st thou drown thyself,
Hub. "If I in act, consent, or fin of thought,
Faulc. Go, bear him in thine arms.
peace : Now powers from home, and discontents at home, Meet in one line; and vast confufion waits (As doth a raven on a fick-fallen beast) The imminent decay of wrested pomp?. Now happy he, whose cloak and cincture : can Hold out this tempeft. 'Bear away that child, And follow me with speed; I'll to the king : A thousand busineffes are brief in hand, And heaven itself doth frown upon the land. (Exeunt.
The un-orved intereft] i. e. the interest which has no proper owner to claim it. STEEVENS.
2 The imminent decay of wrested pomp.]. Wrested pomp is greatness obtained by violence. Johnson.
3 --and cincture] The old copy reads-center, probably for ceinture. Fr, STEEVENS.
The court of England.
hand The circle of my glory. [Giving up the crown.
Pand. Take again
Pand. It was my breath that blew this tempeft up,
a gentle convertite,] A convertite is a convert. So, in Marlow's few of Malta, 1633 : “ No, governour, I'll be no convertite." STEEVENS.