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Changes to a Monaftery.
Enter Friar Lawrence, with a basket.
Fri. HE grey-ey'd morn fmiles on the frowning night,
Check'ring the eaftern clouds with ftreaks of light:
With baleful weeds, and precious-juiced flowers.
None but for fome, and yet all different.
8 The grey-ey'd morn, &c.]
thoughts of his miftrefs. POPE.
In the folio thefe lines are printed twice over, ard given once to Romeo, and once to the Frier.
9-powerful grace,] Effica
Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied;
Poifon hath refidence, and med'cine power,-
Rom. Good morrow, father!
What early tongue fo fweet faluteth me?
1 Poifon bath refidence, and medicine power:] I believe Shakespear wrote, more accurately, thus,
Poifin bath refidence, and medic'nal power:
i. e. both the poison and the antidote are lodged within the rind of this flower. WARBURTON. There is no need of alteration. 2 Two fuch oppofed FOES. -] This is a modern Sophiftication. The old books have it oppofed KINGS. So that it appears, Shakespear wrote, Two juch op
pofed KIN. Why he calls them Kin was, because they were qualities refiding in one and the fame fubftance. And as the enmity of oppofed Kin generally rifes higher than that between ftrangers, this circumstance adds a beauty to the expreffion. WARB. Foes is certainly wrong, and kin is not right. Two kings are two oppofite powers, two contending potentates, in both the natural and moral world. The word encamp is proper to commanders.
Or if not fo, then here I hit it right,
Rom. That laft is true, the fweeter Reft was mine.
Rom. I'll tell thee, ere thou afk it me again;
Fri. Be plain, good fon, reft homely in thy drift; Riddling confeffion finds but riddling fhrift.
Rom. Then plainly know, my heart's dear love is fet
On the fair daughter of rich Capulet;
And all combin'd; fave what thou must combine
Fri. Holy faint Francis, what a change is here!
If e'er thou waft thyfelf, and these woes thine,
Rom. Thou chidd'ft me oft for loving Rofaline.
To lay one in, another out to have.
Rom. I pray thee, chide not: fhe, whom I love
Doth grace for grace, and love for love allow:
Fri. Oh, fhe knew well,
Thy love did read by rote, and could not fpell.
For this alliance may so happy prove,
To turn your houfhold-rancour to pure love.
Changes to the STREET.
Enter Benvolio and Mercutio.
HERE the devil fhould this Romeo be? came he not home to-night?
Ben. Not to his father's, I fpoke with his man. Mer. Why, that fame pale, hard-hearted, wench, that Rofaline,
Torments him fo, that he will, fure, run mad.
Ben. Tybalt, the kinfman to old Capulet,
Hath fent a letter to his father's houfe.
Mer. A challenge, on my life.
Ben. Romeo will anfwer it.
Mer. Any man, that can write, may answer à letter.
Ben. Nay, he will answer the letter's mafter how he dares, being dar'd.
Mer. Alas, poor Romeo, he is already dead! ftabb'd with a white wench's black eye, run through the ear with a love-fong; the very pin of his heart cleft with the blind bow-boy's but-fhaft; and is he a man to encounter Tybalt!
Ben. Why, what is Tybalt?
Mer. More than prince of cats?-Oh, he's the courageous captain of compliments; he fights as you fing prick'd fongs, keeps time, distance, and proportion; refts his minum, one, two, and the third in your bofom; the very butcher of a silk button, a duellist, a duellift; a gentleman of the very first house, of the first and fecond cause; ah, the immortal paffado, the punto reverfo, the, hay!
Ben. The what?
3 More than prince of cats?—] Tybalt, the name given to the Cut, in the ftory-book of Reynold the Fox. WARBURTON. 4 courageous captain of compliments:] A complete mafter of all the laws of ceremony, the principal man in the doctrine of jun&ilio.
i. e. one who pretends to be ât the head of his family, and quarrels by the book. See Note on As you like it, Act V: Scene 6. WARBURTON. 6 The, hay] All the terms of the modern fencing-school were originally Italian; che rapier, or fmall thrusting fword, being first ufed in Itay. The bay is the word hai, y u have it, used when a thrust reaches the antagonist, from which our fencers, on the fame occafion, without knowing, If ppose, any reason for it, cry out, ha!
A man of compliments, whom ri ht and wrong Have chofe as umpire; Says our authour of Don Armado, the Spaniard, in Love's labour loft.
5 A gentleman of the very first hof, of the first and fcn caufe ;] Vol. VIII.