SCENE IV. A Cell in Newgate. Enter SHACKLES, with PUG in chains. Sha. Here you are lodged, sir; you must send your garnish, If you'll be private. Pug. There it is, sir: leave me. [Exit Shackles. To Newgate brought! how is the name of devil Discredited in me! what a lost fiend Shall I be on return! my chief will roar Well! would it once were midnight, that I knew Enter INIQUITY. Iniq. Child of hell, be thou merry: Put a look on as round, boy, and red as a cherry. Cast care at thy posterns, and firk in thy fetters: They are ornaments, baby, have graced thy betters: Look upon me, and hearken. Our chief doth salute thee, And lest the cold iron should chance to confute thee,' Our chief doth salute thee, And lest the cold iron should chance to confute thee.] This He hath sent thee grant-parole by me, to stay longer A month here on earth, against cold, child, or hunger. Pug. How! longer here a month? That so thou mayst have a triumphal egression. Iniq. No, child, in a car, The chariot of triumph, which most of them are. That bring unto Tyburn the plentiful gazes. Enter SATAN. Sat. Impudent fiend, Stop thy lewd mouth. Dost thou not shame and tremble is a pure Latinism. Confutare is properly to pour cold water into a pot, to prevent it from boiling over; and hence metaphorically, the signification of confuting, reproving, or controling. So Tully uses the expression, confutare audaciam. WHAL. 8 Stop thy lewd mouth.] i. e. thy licentious and ignorant censure. I should scarcely have thought this worthy of a note, had not the last editor of Beaumont and Fletcher, with his usual ill fortune, stumbled upon this word and misinterpreted it. To lay thine own dull, damn'd defects upon First, thou didst help thyself into a beating, Promptly, and with't endangered'st too thy tongue': A devil, and could not keep a body entire "Lewd (he says) is continually used for idle by old authors. So in Ben Jonson's Volpone: they are most lewd impostors, Made all of terms and shreds." Vol. XIV. p. 58. This interpretation proves one of two things, either that Mr. Weber never read the passage in Jonson, or that he does not understand it perhaps it proves both. Sir Politick and Percgrine are talking of Mountebanks. The former observes: "They are the only knowing men of Europe, To this the latter replies: "And I have heard they are most lewd impostors, What, in the name of consistency, has idle to do here! Can any thing be clearer than that lewd is used in its genuine and ancient sense, of ignorant and illiterate? It is quite enough for Mr. Weber to explain Fletcher and Ford: the author of Volpone is almost as much above his comprehension as he has proved to be above his malice; and prudence, no less than justice, should have checked his meddling. VOL. V. L Which was an act of that egregious folly, on. This for your acting.-But, for suffering!-why Thou hast been cheated on, with a false beard, And a turn'd cloke: faith, would your prede cessor The cut-purse, think you, have been so? Out upon thee! The hurt thou hast done, to let men know their strength, And that they are able to outdo a devil A scar upon our name! Whom hast thou dealt with, Woman or man, this day, but have outgone thee Some way, and most have proved the better fiends? Yet you would be employ'd! yes; hell shall make you Provincial of the cheaters, or bawd-ledger, stone To allay it sure, and fire to singe your nails off.― He that carries the fiend, is sure of his load. Enter SHACKLES, and the Under-keepers, affrighted. Shack. O me! 1 Keep. What's this? 2 Keep. A piece of Justice-hall' Is broken down. s Keep. Fough! what a steam of brimstone Is here! 4 Keep. The prisoner's dead, came in but now. Shack. Ha! where? 4 Keep. Look here. 1 Keep. 'Slid, I should know his countenance: It is Gill Cutpurse, was hang'd out this morning. Shack. 'Tis he! 2 Keep. The devil sure has a hand in this! 3 Keep. What shall we do? Shack. Carry the news of it Unto the sheriffs. 1 Keep. And to the justices. 4 Keep. This is strange. 3 Keep. And savours of the devil strongly. 2 Keep. I have the sulphur of hell-coal in my nose. 1 Keep Fough! Shack. Carry him in. 1 Keep. Away. 2 Keep. How rank it is! [Exeunt with the body. 9 Justice-hall.] The name of the Sessions-house in the Old Bailey. |