You are like something that-What countrywo man? Here of these shores ?? MAR. No, nor of any shores: Yet I was mortally brought forth, and am PER. I am great with woe, and shall deliver weeping.3 My dearest wife was like this maid, and such a one My daughter might have been : my queen's square brows; • I do think so. I pray you, turn your eyes again upon me. You are like something that-What countrywoman? Here of these shores?] This passage is so strangely corrupted in the first quarto and all the other copies, that I cannot forbear transcribing it: "Per. I do thinke so, pray you turne your eyes upon me, you like something that, what countrey women heare of these shewes. "Mar. No nor of any shewes," &c. For the ingenious emendation-shores, instead of shewes(which is so clearly right, that I have not hesitated to insert it in the text) as well as the happy regulation of the whole passage, I am indebted to the patron of every literary undertaking, my friend, the Earl of Charlemont. MALONE. I am great with woe, and shall deliver weeping.] So, in King Richard II: 66 Green, thou art the midwife to my woe, such a one MALONE. My daughter might have been :] So, Demones in the Rudens of Plautus, exclaims on beholding his long-lost child: "O filia "Mea! cum ego hanc video, mearum. me absens mise riarum commones, "Trima quæ periit mihi: jam tanta esset, si vivit, scio." |