I read therefore,
I _had no_ interest in your _heat's preceding_.
This, says the prince, is no quarrel of mine, _I had no interest in your
former discord_; I suffer merely by your private animosity.
III.ii.5 (79,3) Spread thy close curtain, love-performing night,/That
run-away's eyes may wink] [Warburton explained the "run-away" as the
"sun"] I am not satisfied with this explanation, yet have nothing better
to propose.
III.ii.10 (80,4) Come, civil night] _Civil_ is _grave, decently solemn_.
III.ii.14 (80,5) unmann'd blood] Blood yet unacquainted with man.
III.ii.25 (81,6) the garish sun] Milton had this speech in his thoughts
when he wrote _Il Penseroso_.
"--Civil night,
"Thou sober-suited matron."--_Shakespeare_.
"Till civil-suited morn appear."--_Milton_.
"Pay no worship to the gairish sun."--_Shakespeare_.
"Hide me from day's gairish eye."--_Milton_.
III.ii.46 (82,7) the death-darting eye of cockatrice] [The strange lines
that follow here in the common books are not in the old edition. POPE.]
The strange lines are these:
I am not I, if there be such an I,
Or these eyes shot, that makes thee answer I;
If he be slain, say I; or if not, no;
Brief sounds determine of my weal or woe.
These lines hardly deserve emendatien; yet it may be proper to observe,
that their meanness has not placed them below the malice of fortune, the
two first of them being evidently transposed; we should read,
--That one vowel _I_ shall poison more,
Than the death-darting eye of cockatrice,
Or these eyes shot, that make thee answer, I.
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