Can curses pierce the clouds, and enter heaven ?- Decked in thy rights, as thou art stalled in mine! But by some unlooked accident cut off! Glo. Have done thy charm, thou hateful, withered hag. Q. Mar. And leave out thee? Stay, dog, for thou shalt hear me. If Heaven have any grievous plague in store, 1 Alluding to his luxurious life. 2 "Thou elvish-marked, abortive, rooting hog." It was an old prejudice, which is not yet quite extinct, that those who are defective or deformed, are marked by nature as prone to mischief. She calls him hog, in allusion to Thou that wast sealed in thy nativity Q. Mar. Glo. Q. Mar. Richard! Ha! I call thee not. Glo. I cry thee mercy then; for I did think That thou hadst called me all these bitter names. Q. Mar. Why, so I did; but looked for no reply. O, let me make the period to my curse. Glo. 'Tis done by me; and ends in-Margaret. Q. Eliz. Thus have you breathed your curse against yourself. Q. Mar. Poor painted queen, vain flourish of my fortune! Why strew'st thou sugar on that bottled spider, Q. Mar. Foul shame upon you! you have all moved mine. his cognizance, which was a boar. "The expression (says Warburton) is fine; remembering her youngest son, she alludes to the ravage which hogs make with the finest flowers in gardens; and intimating that Elizabeth was to expect no other treatment for her sons." The rhyme for which Collingborne was executed, as given by Heywood in his Metrical History of King Edward IV., will illustrate this: "The cat, the rat, and Lovell our dog, Doe rule all England under a hog. The crooke backt boore the way hath found To root our roses from our ground, Both flower and bud will he confound, Till king of beasts the swine be crowned: And then the dog, the cat, and rat Shall in his trough feed and be fat." The persons aimed at in this rhyme, were the king, Catesby, Ratcliff, and Lovell. Riv. Were you well served, you would be taught your duty. Q. Mar. To serve me well, you all should do me duty, Teach me to be your queen, and you my subjects. Q. Mar. Peace, master marquis, you are malapert. What 'twere to lose it, and be miserable! They that stand high, have many blasts to shake them; And, if they fall, they dash themselves to pieces. Glo. Good counsel, marry ;-learn it, learn it, marquis. Dors. It touches you, my lord, as much as me. Glo. Ay, and much more. But I was born so high, Our aiery buildeth in the cedar's top, And dallies with the wind, and scorns the sun. Q. Mar. And turns the sun to shade!-alas! alas!- Your aiery buildeth in our aiery's nest.- Buck. Peace, peace, for shame, if not for charity. Q. Mar. Urge neither charity nor shame to me; Uncharitably with me have you dealt, And shamefully by you my hopes are butchered. And in my shame still live my sorrow's rage! Q. Mar. O, princely Buckingham, I kiss thy hand, In sign of league and amity with thee. 1 He was created marquis of Dorset in 1476. The scene is laid in 1477-8. 2 Aiery for brood. This word properly signified a brood of eagles, or hawks; though in later times often used for the nest of those birds of prey. Its etymology is from eyren, eggs; and we accordingly sometimes find it spelled eyry. Now fair befall thee, and thy noble house! Buck. Nor no one here; for curses never pass Q. Mar. I'll not believe but they ascend the sky, And there awake God's gentle-sleeping peace. O, Buckingham, beware of yonder dog; Look, when he fawns, he bites; and, when he bites, His venom tooth will rankle to the death. Have not to do with him, beware of him; Sin, death, and hell have set their marks on him ; Glo. What doth she say, my lord of Buckingham? counsel ? And soothe the devil that I warn thee from? When he shall split thy very heart with sorrow; liberty. 1 Glo. I cannot blame her, by God's holy mother; She hath had too much wrong, and I repent My part thereof, that I have done to her. Q. Eliz. I never did her any, to my knowledge. That is too cold in thinking of it now. 1 It is evident, from the conduct of Shakspeare, that the house of Tudor retained all their Lancastrian prejudices, even in the reign of queen Elizabeth. He seems to deduce the woes of the house of York from the curses which queen Margaret had ranted against them; and he could not give that weight to her curses, without supposing a right in her to utter them.— Walpole. He is franked' up to fatting for his pains ;- Riv. A virtuous and a Christianlike conclusion, Enter CATESBY. [Aside. Cates. Madam, his majesty doth call for you,And for your grace,-and you, my noble lords. Q. Eliz. Catesby, I come.-Lords, will you go with me? Riv. Madam, we will attend upon your grace. [Exeunt all but GLOSTER. Glo. I do the wrong, and first begin to brawl. The secret mischiefs that I set abroach, I lay unto the grievous charge of others. Namely, to Stanley, Hastings, Buckingham; With old odd ends, stolen forth of holy writ; Enter Two Murderers. But soft, here come my executioners. How now, my hardy, stout, resolved mates? 1 Murd. We are, my lord; and come to have the warrant, That we may be admitted where he is. 1 A frank is a pen or coop in which hogs and other animals were confined while fatting. To franch, or frank, was to cram, to fatten. |