m fear of worst success:
The more ill threats us, we suspect the less:
As we grow hapless, violence subtle grows,
Dumb, deaf, and blind, and comes when no man knows. 350

FOOTNOTES:

[70] Picture.

[71] "This conceit was suggested to Chapman by a passage in Skelton's
_Phyllyp Sparowe_:

"But whan I was sowing his beke,
Methought, my sparow did speke,
And opened his prety byll,
Saynge, Mayd, ye are in wyll
Agayne me for to kyll,
Ye prycke me in the head.'

--_Works_, I, 57, ed. Dyce."--_Dyce._

[72] Affections.

[73] "This description of the fisherman, as well as the picture which
follows it, are borrowed (with alterations) from the first _Idyl_ of
Theocritus."--_Dyce._

[74] "Eyas" is the name for an unfledged hawk. "Eyas thoughts" would
mean "thoughts not yet full-grown,--immature." Dyce thinks the meaning
of "eyas" here may be "restless." (Old eds. "yas.")

[75] A monosyllable.

[76] Some eds. give "them, then they burned as blood."

[77] Approaching catastrophe.

[78] Some eds. "and."

[79] Used transitively.

[80] Some eds. "Leanders."

[81] Shakespeare uses the verb "slubber" in the sense of "perform in a
slovenly manner" (_Merchant of Venice_, ii. 8, "Slubber not business for
my sake").

[82] Companions, yoke-mates.

[83] Gr. [Greek: hedone].

[84] From Lat. _crista_?

[85] Prune.

[86] Gr. [Greek: leukotes].

[87] Gr. [Greek: dapsiles].

[88] Some eds. read "Coyne and impure."

[89] From Gr. [Greek: oiktos]?

[90] Some eds. "in."

[91] "A compound, probably, from [Greek: eros] and [Greek: nosos] or
[Greek: nousos] _Ionice_." Ed. 1821.

THE FIFTH SESTIAD.

_The Argument of the Fifth Sestiad._

Day doubles his accustom'd date,
As loath the Night, incens'd by Fate,
Should wreck our lovers. Hero's plight;
Longs for Leander and the night:
Which ere her thirsty wish recovers,
She sends for two betrothed lovers,
And marries them, that, with their crew,
Their sports, and ceremonies due,
She covertly might celebrate,
With secret joy her own estate. 10
She makes a feast, at which appears
The wild nymph Teras, that still bears
An ivory lute, tells ominous tales,
And sings at solemn festivals.

Now was bright Hero weary of the day,
Thought an Olympiad in Leander's stay.