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Straight in her heart did mercy come,
I hate from hate away the threw,
That follow'd it as gentle day
" Thou canst not then be false to any man.' MALONE. * -night, who like a fiend] So, in K. Henry V :
And fav'd my life, saying not you.] Such sense as these Sonnets abound with, may perhaps be discovered as the words at present stand; but I had rather read :
1 bate--away from hate the fiew, &c. Having pronounced the words I hate, she left me with a declara, tion in my favour. Steevens.
I hate from hate away she threw,
And fav'd my life, Saying-not you.] The meaning is the removed the words I hate to a distance froin hatred; the changed their natural import, and rendered them inefficacious, and unde, scriptive of dislike, by subjoining not you. The old copy is, I think, right. The poet relates what the lady faid; the is not herself the speaker. MALONE.
Poor foul, the center of my finful earth,] So, in Love's Labour's Lol:
" Than thou, fair sun, which on my earth dost shine.” We meet a fimilar allusion in The Merchant of Venice :
“ Such harmony is in immortal souls.
“ Doth close it in, we cannot hear it.” MALONE. 4 Fool'd by those robel powers that thee array,] The old.copy reads :
Why doft thou pine within, and suffer dearth,
So shalt thou feed on death, that feeds on men,
Poor soul, the center of my finful earth,
My finful earth these rebel pow'rs that thee array. It is manifest that the compositor inadvertently repeated the three lait words of the first verse in the beginning of the second, omieting two fyllables, which are sufficient io complete the metre. What the omitted word or words were, it is impoflible 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 succeeding line, appears to authorize the conjecture. The poet seems to allude to the short com. mons and gaudy habit of soldiers. STEEVENS,
to aggravate thy flore;] The error that has been so often already noticed, has happened here; the original copy, and all the subsequent impressions, reading my instead of thy. Malone.
• My reason, the physician to my love,] So, in The Merry Wives of Windfor: “ Ask me no reason why I love you ; for though Love use reason for his precisian (r. phyfician] he admits bim not for his counsellor." MALONE,
Paft cure I am, now reason is past care?,
O cunning Love! with tears thou keep'st me blind,
? Past cure I am, now reason is past care,] So, in Love's Labour's Loft (first folio): “Great reason; for past care is still pafl cure."
It seems to have been a proverbial laying. The passage now before us shows that Mr. Theobald's transposition (for past cure is still past care, which has been adopted in the modern editions, is unnecessary. MALONE.
as black as hell, as dark as night.] So, in Love's Labour's Loft:
Black is the badge of hell,
Steevens, 9 That censures falsely) That estimates falsely. So, ia Sir Walter Raleigh's Commendatory Verses prefixed to Gascoigne's Steel Glase, 1575; " Wherefore, to give my cenfure of this book"
Canst 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 migh, With insufficiency my heart to sway?
.:: When I, against myself, with the partake ?] i. e. take part with thee againit myself. Steevens.
2 - all tyrant, for thy fake?] That is, for the sake of tbees thou tyrant. Perhaps however the author wrote:
-when I forgot Am of myself, all truant for thy fake ? So, in the 101st Sonnet:
“ O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends
“For thy negle&t of truth" MALONE. * Who bateth thee ibat I do call my friend?] This is from one of she Psalms : “ Do I not hate those that hate thee? &c."
STEEVERS. 4 Commanded by the motion of thine eyes?] So, in Coriolanus :
“ He wag'd me with his countenance." STEEVERS. Again, more appositely, in Antony and Cleopatra :
" Her gentlewomen like the Nereides,
N N E T $.
If thy unworthiness rais'd love in me,
No want of conscience hold it that I call
s And fwear that brightnefs doth not grace the day?] So, in Remeo and Juliet:
“ I am content, if thou wilt have it fo :
STEEVENS. o Whence halt thou this becoming of things ill,] So, in Antony and Cleopatra :
6 Fie, wrangling queen!