And that thou teachest how to make one twain, By praifing him here, who doth hence remain.

XL.

Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all;
What haft thou then more than thou hadft before?
No love, my love, that thou may'st true love call;
All mine was thine, before thou hadft this more.
Then if for my love thou my love receivest,
I cannot blame thee, for my love thou useft';
But yet be blam'd, if thou thyfelf deceivest +
By wilful taste of what thyfelf refuseft.
I do forgive thy robbery, gentle thief,
Although thou fteal thee all my poverty;
And yet love knows, it is a greater grief
To bear love's wrong, than hate's known injury.

Thought in ancient language meant melancholy. So, in Antony and Cleopatra, act IV. fc. 6:

66

-but thought will do't, I fear."

Again, in Leland's Collectanea, vol. I. p. 234:

66

their mother died for thought."

The poet, it is obfervable, has here ufed the Latin idiom, probably without knowing it:

Jam vino quærens, jam fomno fallere curam.

The quarto reads:

Which time and thoughts fo fweetly doft deceive.

But there is nothing to which doft can refer. The change being fo fmall, I have placed doth in the text, which affords an easy fenfe. MALONE.

2

how to make one twain,

By praifing him here, who doth hence remain.] So, in Ar tony and Cleopatra:

3

"Our feparation fo abides and flies,

"That thou refiding here, go'ft yet with me,

"And I, hence fleeting, here remain with thee."

for

STEEVENS.

my love thou ufeft;] For has here the fignification of becaufe. MALONE.

But yet be blam'd, if thou this felf deceiveft] Thus the quarto. It is evidently corrupt. MALONE.

Laf

Lascivious grace, in whom all ill well shows,
Kill me with fpites; yet we must not be foes.

XLI.

Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits,
When I am fometime abfent from thy heart,
Thy beauty and thy years full well befits,
For ftill temptation follows where thou art.
Gentle thou art, and therefore to be won,
Beauteous thou art, therefore to be affail'd ';
And when a woman wooes, what woman's fon
Will fourly leave her till the have prevail'd.
Ah me! but yet thou might'ft, my fweet, forbear 7,
And chide thy beauty and thy ftraying youth,
Who lead thee in their riot even there

Where thou art forc'd to break a two-fold truth;

5 Gentle thou art, and therefore to be won,

Beauteous thou art, therefore to be affail'd;] So, in one of our author's plays:

"She's beautiful, and therefore to be voo'd;
"She is a woman, therefore to be won.”

till the have prevail'd.] The quarto reads:
till be have prevail'd.

STEEVENS.

But the lady, and not the man, being in this cafe fuppofed the wooer, the poet without doubt wrote:

till he have prevail'd.

The emendation was proposed to me by Mr. Tyrwhitt.

MALONE.

Ab me! but yet thou might'ft my feat forbear,] Surely here

is a grofs corruption. I do not hesitate to read:

Ah me! but yet thou might'ft, my fweet, forbear,
And chide thy beauty &c.

So, in the 76th Sonnet:

"O know, fweet love, I always write of you."

Again, in the 89th Sonnet:

"Thou canst not, love, difgrace me half fo ill-"

Again, in the 40th Sonnet:

Take all my loves, my love

Again, in another Sonnet:

-in my fight,

"Dear heart, forbear to glance thine eye afide."

RI 4

MALONE.

Her's,

Her's, by thy beauty tempting her to thee,
Thine, by thy beauty being falfe to me.

XLII.

That thou haft her, it is not all my grief,
And yet it may be faid I lov'd her dearly;
That the hath thee, is of my wailing chief,
A lofs in love that touches me more nearly.
Loving offenders, thus I will excufe ye :-
Thou doft love her, because thou know'ft I love her;
And for my fake even fo doth fhe abuse me,
Suffering my friend for my fake to approve her.
If I lofe thee, my lofs is my love's gain,
And lofing her, my friend hath found that lofs;
Both find each other, and I lofe both twain,
And both for my fake lay on me this cross:
But here's the joy; my friend and I are one;
Sweet flattery!-then the loves but me alone.

XLIII.

When most I wink, then do mine eyes best fee,
For all the day they view things unrespected;
But when I fleep, in dreams they look on thee,
And darkly bright, are bright in dark directed.
Then thou, whofe fhadow fhadows doth make bright,
How would thy fhadow's form form happy fhow
To the clear day with thy much clearer light,
When to unfeeing eyes thy fhade fhines fo?
How would (I fay) mine eyes be bleffed made
By looking on thee in the living day,

When in dead night thy fair imperfect fhade"
Through heavy fleep on fightless eyes doth stay?

If I lofe thee, my lofs is my love's gain,] If I lofe thee, my mistress gains by my lofs. MALONE.

thy fair imperfect bade] The quarto 1609, reads-their. The two words, it has been already obferved, are frequently confounded in thefe Sonnets. MALONE.

All

All days are nights to fee, till I fee thee,
And nights, bright days, when dreams do fhow

thee me 2.

XLIV.

If the dull fubftance of my flesh were thought,
Injurious distance should not ftop my way;
For then, despite of space, I would be brought
From limits far remote, where thou doft stay.
No matter then, although my foot did stand
Upon the farthest earth remov'd from thee,
For nimble thought can jump both fea and land3,
As foon as think the place where he would be.
But ah! thought kills me, that I am not thought,
To leap large lengths of miles when thou art gone,
But that, fo much of earth and water wrought +,
I must attend time's leifure with my moan;

Receiving nought by elements fo flow
But heavy tears, badges of either's woe.

XLV.

The other two, flight air and purging fire,
Are both with thee, wherever I abide;

All days are nights to fee,] We fhould, perhaps, read:
All days are nights to me.

The compofitor might have caught the word fee from the end of

the line. Malone.

As, fair to fee (an expreffion which occurs in a hundred of our old ballads) fignifies fair to fight, fo, all days are nights to fee, means, all days are gloomy to be beheld, i. e. look like nights. STEEVENS. 2 do fhow thee me. e.] That is, do fhow thee to me.

MALONE.

-can jump both fea and land,] So, in Macbeth :

"We'd jump the life to come." MALONE.

fo much of earth and water wrought,] i. e. being fo thoroughly compounded of these two ponderous elements. Thus,

in Antony and Cleopatra:

66 I am air and fire, my other elements

"I give to bafer life." STEEVENS.

The

The first my thought, the other my defire,
These prefent-absent with swift motion slide.
For when these quicker elements are gone
In tender embaffy of love to thee,

My life being made of four, with two alone,
Sinks down to death, opprefs'd with melancholy;
Until life's compofition be recured

By those swift meffengers return'd from thee,
Who even but now come back again, affured
Of thy fair health, recounting it to me:
This told, I joy; but then no longer glad,
I fend them back again, and straight grow

XLVI.

fad.

Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war 7,
How to divide the conqueft of thy fight;
Mine eye my heart thy picture's fight would bar3,
My heart mine eye the freedom of that right.
My heart doth plead, that thou in him doft lie,
(A closet never pierc'd with crystal eyes,)
But the defendant doth that plea deny,
And fays in him thy fair appearance lies 2.

My life being made of four,] So, in Much ado about Nothing" Does not our life confift of the four elements ?”

• Of thy fair health,] The old copy has:

STEEVENS.

7 Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war,] So, in a paffage in Golding's Tranflation of Ovid, 1576, which our author has imitated in The Tempest (ante, p. 85):

Among the earth-bred brothers you a mortal war did

fet."

MALONE.

• -thy picture's fight would bar,] Here alfo their was printed instead of thy. MALONE.

9thy fair appearance lies.] The quarto has their. In. this Sonnet this miitake has happened four times.

MALONE.

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