6 Your aiery buildeth in our aiery's neft :- Buck. Peace, peace, for fhame, if not for charity. 2. Mar. Urge neither charity nor fhame to me; Uncharitably with me have you dealt, And fhamefully by you my hopes are butcher'd. And in my fhame ftill live my forrow's rage! 2. Mar. O princely Buckingham, I'll kifs thy hand, him; Glo. What doth she say, my lord of Buckingham ? Buck. Nothing that I refpect, my gracious lord. 2. Mar. What, doft thou fcorn me for my gentle counfel? And footh the devil that I warn thee from? • Your aiery buildeth in our aiery's neft:-] An aiery is a hawk's or an eagle's neft. So, in Green's Card of Fancy, 1608: It is a fubtle bird that breeds among the aiery of hawks.” Again, in Heywood's Rape of Lucrece, 1630: "His high-built aiery fhall be drown'd in blood." Again, in Maffinger's Maid of Honour : "One aiery, with proportion, ne'er discloses "The eagle and the wren." STEEVENS. O, but remember this another day, When he shall split thy very heart with forrow; Queen. I never did her any, to my knowledge. 7 Live each of you the fubjects to his hate, And he to yours, and all of you to God's !] It is evident from the conduct of Shakespeare, that the house of Tudor retained all their Lancastrian prejudices, even in the reign of queen Elizabeth. In this play of Richard the Third, he feems to reduce the woes of the houfe of York from the curfes which queen Margaret had vented against them; and he could not give that weight to her curfes, without fuppofing a right in her to utter them. WALPOLE. 8 reads: I wonder he's at liberty.] Thus the quarto. The folio -I mufe, why fhe's at liberty. STEEVENS. 9 He is frank'd up to fatting for his pains ;-] A frank is an old English word for a bog-fty. 'Tis poffible he ufes this metaphor to Clarence, in allufion to the creft of the family of York, which was a boar. Whereto relate thofe famous old verfes on Richard III : The cat, the rat, and Lovel the dog, He uses the fame metaphor in the last scene of act IV. POPE. STEEVENS. To To pray for them that have done fcathe to us'. Enter Catefey. [Afide. Catef. Madam, his majesty doth call for you,And for your grace,-and you, my noble lords. Queen. Catesby, I come :-Lords, will you go with me? Riv. Madam, we will attend your grace. [Exeunt all but Glofter. Glo. I do the wrong, and first begin to brawl. The fecret mifchiefs that I fet abroach, I lay unto the grievous charge of others. Clarence,-whom I, indeed, have laid in darkness,- Namely, to Stanley, Haftings, Buckingham; With old odd ends, ftol'n forth of holy writ; Enter two Murderers. But foft, here come my executioners.- I -done fcathe to us.] Scathe is harm, mischief. So, in Soliman and Perfeda: "Whom now that paltry ifland keeps from feath." Again : Millions of men opprest with ruin and feath." D 3 STEEVENS, 1 Mir 1 Mur. We are, my lord; and come to have the warrant, That we may be admitted where he is, Glo. Well thought upon, I have it here about me When you have done, repair to Crofby-place. But, firs, be fudden in the execution, Withal obdurate, do not hear him plead; For Clarence is well fpoken, and, perhaps, May move your hearts to pity, if you mark him. 1 Mur. Tut, tut, my lord, we will not ftand to prate, Talkers are no good doers; be affur'd, We go to use our hands, and not our tongues. I like you, lads;-about your business straight; I Mur. We will, my noble lord. SCENE IV, An apartment in the Tower. Enter Clarence, and Brakenbury. [Exeunt, Brak, Why looks your grace fo heavily to-day? 2 Your eyes drop mill-ftones, when fools' eyes drop tears;] This, I believe, is a proverbial expreffion. It is used again in the tragedy of Cafar and Pompey, 1607: "Men's eyes must mill-flones drop, when fools fhed tears." STEEVENS. Brak. -faithful man,] Not an infidel. JOHNSON. Brak. What was your dream, my lord? I pray you, tell me. Clar. Methought, that I had broken from the And was embark'd to crofs to Burgundy; And cited up a thoufand heavy times, O Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown! All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in thofe holes, 4 Ineftimable ftones, unvalued jewels,] Unvalu'd is here used for invaluable. So, in Lovelace's Pofthumous Poems, 1659: Again: 66 the unvalew'd robe she wore "Made infinite lay lovers to adore." "And what fubftantial riches I poffefs, "I must to these unvalew'd dreams confefs." MALONE. 5 That woo'd the flimy bottom- ] By feeming to gaze upon it; or, as we now fay, to ogle it. JOHNSON. D 4 Brak. |