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Tul. I thought, sir, I wasn't to use that, till' heartrending woe.'

Puff. O yes, madam—at 'the finches of the grove,' if you please.

Nor lark, Linnet, nor all the finches of the grove !! [Weeps. Puff. Vastly well, madam! Dun. Vastly well, indeed! Til. For, o too sure, heart-rending woe is now The lot of wretched Tilburina !! Dan. O! 'tis too much. Sneer. Oh! it is, indeed.

Con. Be comforted, sweet lady-for who knows, * But heav'n has yet some milk-white day in store.

Til. Alas, my youthful-gentle Nora, Thy tender youth as yet hath never mourn'd • Love's fatal dart.

Con. But see where your stern father comes; • It is not meet that he should find

Puff. Hey, what the plague ! what a cut is here! --why, what is become to the description of her first meeting with Don Whiskcrandos ? his gallant behaviour in the sea-fight, and the simile of the canarybird ?

Til. Indeed, sir! you'll find they will not be miss'd ! Puff. Very well.-Very well! Til. The cue, ma'am, if you please. Con. It is not meet that he should find you thus.

Til. Thou counsellst right, but 'tis no easy task ' For barefac'd grief to wear a mask of joy.

you thus.'

Enter GOVERNOR.

. Gov. How's this in tears !--0-
Puff. There's a round O! for you.
Sneer. A capital O!
Gov. Tilburina ,

shame!
* Is this a time for maudling tenderness,
' And Cupid's baby woes ?--has thou not heard
' That haughty Spain's Pope consecrated fleet

• Advances to our shores, while England's fate, ‘Like a clipp'd guinea, trembles in the scale ! · Til. [Seizing GOVERNORS hand.] Then, is the crisis

of my fate at hand! • I see the fleet's approach-I see

Puff. Now, pray gentlemen, mind. This is one of the most useful figures we tragedy-writers have, by which a hero or heroine, in consideration of their being often obliged to overlook things that are on the stage, is allowed to hear and see a number of things that are not.

Sneer. Yes; a kind of poetical second-sight!
Puff. Yes.—Now then, madam.
·Ï'il.

-I see their decks
• Are clear'd—I see the signal made!
• The line is form’d!--a cable's length asunder!

I see the frigates statiop'd in the rear; And now, I hear the thunder of the guns !• I hear the victor's shouts—I also hear · The vanquish'd groan—and now'tis smoke--and now

I see the loose sails shiver in the wind ! • I see--I see—what soon you'll see

[Swoons in the Governor's arms. Puff. [In rapture, taking Tilburina's hand.] Mrs. Gibbs, allow me to introduce you to Mr. Dangle and Mr. Sneer. This is Mrs. Gibbs, one of the very best actresses on the stage, I assure you, gentlemen. 'Gov. Hold, daughter ! peace! this love hath turn'd

thy brain : · The Spanish fleet thou canst not see-because .-It is not yet in sight !'

Dan. Egad, though, the Governor seems to make no allowance for this poetical figure you talk of.

Puff. No; a plain matter-of-fact man that's his character.

Til. But will you lhen refuse his offer?
. Gov. I must- I will – Ican-I ought I do.
Til. His liberty is all he asks.'
Puff. His liberty is all he asks.
Sneer. All who asks, Mr. Puff? Who is-he!

Puff. Egad, sir, I can't tell. Here has been such cutting and slashing, I don't know where they have got to myself.

Til. Indeed, sir, you will find it will connect very well. - Til. A retreat in Spain !

Gov. Outlawry here! · Til. Your daughter's prayer r! . Gov. Your father's oath! · Til. My lover! · Gov. My country! « Til. Tilburina ! • Gov. England ! « Til. A title ! . Gov. Honour! - Til. A pension ! . Gov. Conscience!

Til. A thousand pounds! Gov. [Starts.] Hah! thou hast louch'd me nearly! « Til. Canst thouReject the suppliant, and the daughter too ?

Gov. No more : I would not hear thee plead in vain; · The father softens but the governor Is resolved !!

Puff. My dear sir, give that a little more force, if you please—but the Governor's resolv'd !". . Gov. [Imitating Puff's manner.] The father sof

tens-but the governor • Is resolv'd!

[Exit quickly. T'il. 'Tis well,-hence then, fond hopes,-fond pas

sion, hence; * Duty, behold I am all over thine Whis. [Without.] Where is my love-my-be

hind !
Puff. My what?-What's that , Mr. Penson ?

Enter WHISKERANDOS.
Puff. Have the goodness to let me hear that line

again ?
'Whis. Where is my love-my behind ?"

[Exit.

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Puff: No, no, sir.-'Where is my love-my'-behind the scenes--spoken behind the scenes.

Whis. Oh, I beg pardon, sir, but I assure you it is writlen so in my part.

[Exit,

Enter WHISKERANDOS.

'W'his. Where is my love--my-beauteous enemy, My conquering Tilburina! How! is 'thus * We meet? Why are thy looks averse? What means ' That falling tear-that frown of boding woe? Hah! now indeed I am a prisoner! Yes, now I feel the galling weight of these Disgraceful chains—which, cruel Tilburina !

Thy doating captive gloried in before. “But thou art false, and Whiskerandos is undone !

' T'il. O no; how little dost thou know thyTilburina. Whis. Are thou then true? begone cares, doubts,

and fears. ' I make you all a present to the winds; "And if the winds reject you-try the waves.'

Puff. The wind you know is the established receiver of all stolen sighs, and cast-off griefs and apprehensions. Til. Yet must we part ?-Stern duty seals our

doom : Though here I call yon conscious clouds to witness, . Could I pursue the bias of my soul, - All friends, all rights of parents I'd disclaim,

And thou, my Whiskerandos, should'st be father. " And mother, brother, cousin, uncle, aunt. • And friend to me! "Whis. O matchless excellence !- And must we

part? "Well, if-we must-we must--and in that case · The less is said the better.'

Puff. Hey, dey! here's a cut!—What! are all the mutual protestations out ?

Til. Now, pray, sir, don't interrupt us just here; you ruin our feelings.

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get off'.

Puff. Your feelings!—but zounds, my feelings , ma'am!

(Whis. One last embrace.
Til. Now,-farewel, for ever!
Whis. For ever!
Til. Aye, for ever!!

[Gotng. Puff. s’death and fury!-Gad's life! Sir! Madam, I really can't suffer this—if you go out without the parting look, you might as well dance out-Here!

For, ever! Aye for ever. [Holding forth his arms, as to embrace. ] Give them the last puff of your tragedy bellows!

Whis. [With arms extended.] For ever! Oh! Til. Aye, for ever, Oh! [They rush into each other's arms, then re

luctently part and exeunt. Con. But; pray, sir, how am I to get off here? Puff You, pshaw! what the devil signifies how you

[Pushes the Confidant off. [Drop scene lowers; Sneer and Dangle rise. Dan. O charming!

Puff. Hey!'tis pretly well, I believe.--You see, I don't attempt to strike out any thing new-but I take it I improve on the established modes.

Enter UNDER PROMPTER. Under P. Sir, the carpenter says it is impossible you can go to the Park scene yet.

Puff The Park scene? No-1 mean the description scene here in the wood.

Under P. Sir, the performers have cut it out.
Puff. Cut it out!
Under P. Yes, sir.
Puff. What! the whole account of Queen Elizabeth?
Under P. Yes, sir.

Puff. And the description of her horse and sidesaddle ?

Under P. Yes, sir.

Puff. So, so, this is very fine indeed! Mr. Prompter, how the plague could you suffer this?

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