An explanatory note on _Pigrogromitus_ would have been more acceptable
than Theobald’s grand discovery that “lemon” ought to be “leman.”
_Ib._ Sir Toby’s speech (Warburton’s note on the Peripatetic philosophy):—
“Shall we rouse the night-owl in a catch, that will draw three
“souls out of one weaver?”
O genuine, and inimitable (at least I hope so) Warburton! This note of
thine, if but one in five millions, would be half a one too much.
_Ib._ sc. 4.—
“_Duke._ My life upon’t, young though thou art, thine eye
Hath stay’d upon some favour that it loves;
Hath it not, boy?
_Vio._ A little, by your favour.
_Duke._ What kind of woman is’t?”
And yet Viola was to have been presented to Orsino as a eunuch!—Act i. sc.
2. Viola’s speech. Either she forgot this, or else she had altered her
plan.
_Ib._—
“_Vio._ A blank, my lord: she never told her love!—
But let concealment,” &c.
After the first line (of which the last five words should be spoken with,
and drop down in, a deep sigh), the actress ought to make a pause; and
then start afresh, from the activity of thought, born of suppressed
feelings, and which thought had accumulated during the brief interval, as
vital heat under the skin during a dip in cold water.
_Ib._ sc. 5.—
“_Fabian._ Though our silence be drawn from us by _cars_, yet
peace.”
Perhaps, “cables.”