Straight in her heart did mercy come, Doth follow night', who like a fiend * -Poor foul, the center of my finful earth 3, 1 That follow'd it as gentle day Doth follow night,] So, in Hamlet: And it must follow, as the night the day, Why "Thou canst not then be falfe to any man." MALONE. *-night, who like a fiend] So, in K. Henry V: 66 -night, "Who like a foul and ugly witch &c." STEEVENS.. 2 I hate from hate away he threw, And fav'd my life, faying-not you.] Such fenfe as these Sonnets abound with, may perhaps be discovered as the words at present stand; but I had rather read: I hate-away from hate fhe flew, &c. Having pronounced the words I hate, fhe left me with a declaration in my favour. STEEVENS. I hate from hate away he threw, And fav'd my life, faying-not you.] The meaning is -fhe removed the words I hate to a distance from hatred; the changed their natural import, and rendered them inefficacious, and undescriptive of dislike, by fubjoining not you. The old copy is, I think, right. The poet relates what the lady faid; fhe is not herself the speaker. MALONE. 3 Poor foul, the center of my finful earth,] So, in Love's Labour's Loft: "Than thou, fair fun, which on my earth doft shine." We meet a fimilar allufion in The Merchant of Venice: "Such harmony is in immortal fouls. But while this muddy vesture of decay "Doth close it in, we cannot hear it." MALONE. Fool'd by thofe rebel powers that thee array,] The old copy reads; Poor Why doft thou pine within, and fuffer dearth, So fhalt thou feed on death, that feeds on men, My love is as a fever, longing ftill For that which longer nurfeth the disease; Poor foul, the center of my finful earth, My finful earth these rebel pow'rs that thee array. It is manifeft that the compofitor inadvertently repeated the three last words of the first verfe in the beginning of the fecond, omitting two fyllables, which are fufficient to complete the metre. What the omitted word or words were, it is impoffible now to determine. Rather than leave an hiatus, I have hazarded a conjecture, and filled up the line. MALONE. I would read: Starv'd by the rebel powers &c. The dearth complained of in the fucceeding line, appears to authorize the conjecture. The poet feems to allude to the short com. mons and gaudy habit of foldiers. STEEVENS. to aggravate thy flore;] The error that has been so often already noticed, has happened here; the original copy, and all the fubfequent impreffions, reading my instead of thy. MALONE. My reafon, the phyfician to my love,] So, in The Merry Wives of Windfor: Afk me no reafon why I love you; for though Leve ufe reafon for his precifian [r. phyfician] he admits him not for his counsellor." MALONE. Paft Paft cure I am, now reafon is paft care 7, For I have fworn thee fair, and thought thee Who art as black as hell, as dark as night. CXLVIII. O me! what eyes hath love put in my head, O cunning Love! with tears thou keep'ft me blind, 7 Paft cure I am, now reafon is past care,] So, in Love's Labour's Loft (first folio): "Great reafon; for past care is still past cure.” It feems to have been a proverbial faying. The paffage now before us fhows that Mr. Theobald's tranfpofition (for paft cure is ftill past care) which has been adopted in the modern editions, is unneceffary. MALONE. 8 as black as hell, as dark as night.] So, in Love's Labour's Loft: Black is the badge of hell, "The hue of dungeons, and the fcowl of night.” STEEVENS. 9 That cenfures falfely] That eftimates falfely. So, in Sir Walter Raleigh's Commendatory Verfes prefixed to Gascoigne's Steel Glaffe, 1575; 66 Wherefore, to give my cenfure of this book—” MALONE. CXLIX. Canft thou, O cruel! fay I love thee not, But, love, hate on, for now I know thy mind; CL. O from what power haft thou this powerful might, With infufficiency my heart to fway? When I, against myself, with thee partake?] i. e. take part with thee against myfelf. STEEVENS. 2 all tyrant, for thy fake?] That is, for the fake of thee, thou tyrant. Am of myself, all truant for thy fake? So, in the 101ft Sonnet: "O truant Mufe, what fhall be thy amends Who hateth thee that I do call my friend?] This is from one of the Pfalms: "Do I not hate those that hate thee? &c." STEEVENS. • Commanded by the motion of thine eyes?] So, in Coriolanus : "He wag'd me with his countenance." STEEVENS. Again, more appofitely, in Antony and Cleopatra: "Her gentlewomen like the Nereides, "So many mermaids, tended her i' the eyes, Το To make me give the lie to my true fight, That in the very refufe of thy deeds There is fuch ftrength and warrantife of fkill, CLI. prove. Love is too young to know what confcience is; No want of confcience hold it that I call And fear that brightnefs doth not grace the day?] So, in Remeo and Juliet: "I am content, if thou wilt have it fo: "I'll fay, yon grey is not the morning's eye &c.” STEEVENS. • Whence haft thou this becoming of things ill,] So, in Antony and Cleopatra: Fie, wrangling queen! "Whom every thing becomes; to chide, to laugh, |