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l'ın willing to marry my cousin. So pray let's Mir. Let me be pitied first, and afterwards all be friends; she and I are agreed upon the forgotten: I ask no more. malter before a witness.

Sir W. By'r lady a very

reasonable request, Lady W. How's this, dcar niece? have 1 and will cost you nothing, aunt. Come, come, any comfort ? can this be true ?

forgive and forget, aunt; why you must, an Mrs. Mill. I am content to be a sacrifice to you are a Christian. your repose, madanı; and to convince you Mir. Consider, madam, in reality, you could ihat I had no hand in the plot, as you were not receive much prejudice; it was an innomisinformd, I have laid my commands on cent device, though I confess it had a face of Mirabell to come in person, and be a witness guiltiness; it was at most an artifice which that I give my band to this flower of knight- love contrived; and errors which love produhood; and for the contract that pass'd between ces have ever been accounted venial. Ai least, Mirabell and me, I have obliged him to make think it is punishment enough, that I have lost a resignation of it in your ladyship's presence; what in my heart I hold most deas; that to -be is without, and waits your leave for your cruel indignation I have offer'd up this admittance.

beauty, and with her my peace and quiet; Lady W. Well, I'll swear I am something nay, all my hopes of fulure comfort. revired at this testimony of your obedience; Sir W. An he does not move me, would I but I cannot admit that traitor-I fear I can- may never be o'the quorum. An it were not not fortify myself to support his appearance. as good a deed as to drink, to give her to He is as terrible to me as a Gorgon; if I see him again, I would I might never take ship, him, I fear I shall turn to stone, and petrifyping. Aunt, if you don'i forgive quickly,ʻI incessantly.

sball melt, I can tell you that. My contract Mrs. Mill. If you disoblige him, he may re- went no farther than a little mouth-glue, and sent your refusal, and insist upon the contract that's hardly dry; one doleful sigh more from still. Then 'tis the last time he will be offen- my fellow-traveller, and 'tis dissolved.

Lady W. Well, nephew, upon your acLady W. Are you sure it will be the last count-ah, he has a false, insinuating tongue. time?--if I were sure of that — shall I never Well, sir, I will stifle my just resentment, at see him again?

my nephew's request; I will endeavour what Mrs. Mill

. Sir Wilfull, you and he are to I can to forget, but on proviso that you resign travel together, are you not?

the contract with my niece immediately. Sir W. 'Sheart, the gentleman's a civil gen Mir. It is in writing, and with papers

of tleman, aunt, let him come in; why we are concern; but I have sent my servant' for it, sworn brothers and fellow-travellers. We are and will deliver it to you, with all acknowto be Pylades and Orestes, be and I; he is ledgments for your transcendent goodness. 10 be my interpreter in foreign parts. He has Lady W. Oh, he has witchcraft in his eyes been over-seas once already: and with proviso and tongue: when I did not see him, I could that I marry my cousin, will cross 'em once have bribed a villain to his assassination; but again, only to bear me company; 'Sheart, l'll his appearance rakes the embers which have call him in -an I set on't once, he shall come so long lain smother'd in my breast. [Aside. in; and see who'll binder him.

[Goes to the Door and hems. Enter FAINALL and MRS. MARWOOD. Mrs. Mar. This is precious fooling, if it Fain. Your debate of deliberation, madam, would pass; but I'll know the bottom of it. is expired. Here is the instrument, are you

Lady w: 0, dear Marwood, you are not prepar'd to sign? going?

Lady W. If I were prepared, I am not emMrs. Mar. Not far, madam; I'll return im- power'd. My niece exerts a lawful claim, hamediately,

[Exit. ving match'd herself by my direction to sir Enter MIRABELL.


Fain. That sham is too gross to pass on Sir W. Look up, man, I'll stand by you! me; though 'tis imposed on you, madam. 'sbud, an she do frown, she can't kill you; Mrs. Mill. Sir, I have given my consent. besides, harkee, she dare not frowo desperate Mir. And, sir, I have resign'd my pretensions. ly, because her face is none of her own; Sir W. And, sir, I assert my right; and 'sheart, and she should, her forehead would will maintain it in defiance of you, sir, and wrinkle like the coat of a cream-cheese; but of your instrument. 'Sheart, an you talk of mum for that, fellow-traveller.

an instrument, sir, I have an old fox by my Mir. If a deep sense of the many injuries thigh shall hack your instrument of ram relI have offer'd to so good a lady, with a sin- lum lo sbreds, sir. It shall not be sufficient cere remorse, and a bearly contrition, can but for a mittimus, or a tailor's measure; thereobtain the least glance of compassion, I am fore withdraw your instrument, or by'r lady too happy; Ah, madam, there was a time, I shall draw mine. but let it be forgotten; I confess I have de Lady W. Hold, nephew, hold. servedly forfeited the bigh place I once held, Mrs. Mill. Good sir Wilfull, respite your of sighing at your feet; nay, kill me not, bývalour. turning from me in disdain, I come not to Fain. Indeed! are you provided of your plead for favour; nay, not for pardon; I am guard, with your single beef-eater there ? But a suppliant only for pity, I am going where I am prepared for you; and insist upon my I never shall behold you more.

first proposal. You shall submit your own Sir W. How, fellow-traveller! you shall go estate to my management, and absolutely make by yourself then.

over my wife's to my sole use; as pursuant


to the purport and tenor of this other cove- no longer; you, thing, that was a wife, shall nant. I suppose, madam, your consent is not smart for ibis. requisite in ihis case; nor Mr. Mirabell, your Mrs. F. I despise you, and defy your maresignation; nor, sir Wilfull, your right; you lice; you have aspersed me wrongfully; I have may draw your fox if you please, sir, and proved your falsehood; go you and your make a bear-garden flourish somewhere else; treacherous -! will not name it, but starve for here it will not avail. This, my lady Wish-together, perish. fort, must be subscribed, or your' darling Fain. Not while you are worth a groat, daughter's turn'd adrift, to sink or swim, as indeed, my dear; madam, I'll be foold no she and the current of this lewd town can longer. agree.

Lady W. Ah, Mr. Mirabell, this is small Lady W. Is there no means, no remedy, comfort, the detection of this affair. to stop my ruin? Ungrateful wretch! Dost Mir. O, in good time. Your leave for the thou not owe thy being, thy subsistence to other offender and penitent to appear, madam. my daughter's fortune?

Fain. rll answer you when I have the rest Enter Waitwell, with a Box of Writings. of it in my possession.

Lady W. O sir Rowland-Well, rascal. Mir. But that you would not accept of a Wait

. What your ladyship pleases. I hare remedy from my hands I own I have not brought the black box at last, madam. deserved you should owe any, obligation to Mir. Give it me, madam; you remember me; or else perhaps I could advise.

your promise. Lady W. o, what? what? to save me and Lady W. Ay, dear sir. my child from ruin, from want, I'll forgive Mir. Where are the gentlemen ? all that's past; nay, I'll consent to any thing Wait. At hand, sir, rubbing their eyes.to come, to be deliver'd from this tyranny. just risen from sleep.

Mir, Ay, madam; but that is too late, my Fain, 'Sdeath! what's this to me? I'll not reward is intercepted. You have disposed of wait your private concerns, her, who only could bave made me a compensation for all my services; but be it as it

Enter PETULANT and WITwould. may, I am resolved I'll serve you; you shall Pet. How now? what's the matter? whose not be wrong'ol in this savage manner.

band's out? Lady W. How! dear Mr. Mirabell, can you Wit

. Hey-day! what, are you all together, be so generous at last! but it is not possible. like players at the end of the last act? Harkee, I'll break my nephew's match; you Mir. You may remember gentlemen, 1 once shall have my niece yet, and all her fortune, requested your hands as witnesses to a if you can but save me from this imminent tain parchment. danger.


. Ay, I do, my hand I remember-PeMir. Will you? I take you at your word. tulant set his mark. I ask no more.

I must have leave for two Mir. You wrong him, his name is fairly criminals to appear.

written, as shall appear. You do not rememLady W. Ay, ay, any body, any body. ber, gentlemen, any thing of what that parchMir. Foible is one, and a penitent. ment contained. [Undoing the Box.

Wit. No.

Pet. Not I. I writ, I read nothing. Enter Mrs. FAINALL, FOIBLE, and Mincing.

Mir. Very well, now you shall know. MaMrs. Mar. O, my shame! [Mirabell and dam, your promise. Lady Wishfort go to Mrs. Fainall and Lady W. Ay, ay, sir, upon my honour. Foible) these corrupt things are brought hi Mir: Mr. Fainall, it is now time that you ther to expose me.

[To Fainall. should know, that your lady, while she was Fain. If it must all come out, why let 'em at her own disposal, and before you had by know it, 'tis but the Way of the World. That your insinuations wheedled her out of a preshall not urge me to relinquish or abate one tended settlement of the greatest part of 'ber little of my terms; no, I will insist the more. fortune

Foi. Yes indeed, madam, I'll take my Bible Fain. Sir! pretended! oath of it.

Mir. Yes, sir, I say, that this lady, while a Min. And so will I, mem.

widow, having it seems received some cautiLady W. O Marwood, Marwood, art thou ons respecting your inconstancy and tyranny false! My friend deceive me! bast thou been of temper, which, from her own partiál opia wicked accomplice with that profligale man?nion and fondness of you, she could never

Mrs. Mar. Have you so much ingratitude have suspected-she did, I say, by the wholeand injustice, to give credit against your friend, some advice of friends, and of sages

learned to the aspersions of two such mercenary trulls? in the laws of this land, deliver this same

Min. Mercenary, mem! I scorn your words. her act and deed to me in trust, and to the Tis true we found you and Mr. Fainall in uses within mentioned. You may read if you the blue garret; by the same token, you swore please, (Holding out the Parchment] though us to secrecy upon Messalina's poems. Mer- perhaps what is written on the back may serve senary! no, if we would have been mercenary, your occasions. we should have beld our tongues; you


Fain. Very likely, sir. What's here? Damhave bribed us sufficiently.

nation! [Reads ] Å deed of conveyance of Fain. Go, you are

an insignificant thing.' the whole estate real of Arabella Languish, Well, what are you the better for this? Is widow, in trust to Edward Mirabell. — °ConThis Mr. Mirabell's expedient? I'll be put off fusion!


Mir. Even so, sir; 'tis The Way of the matter; I'm in a maze yet, like a dog in a World, sir; of the widows of the world. I dancing-school. suppose this deed may bear an elder dale Lady W. Well, sir, take her, and with her than what you have obtained from your lady. all the joy I can give you.

Fain. Perfidious fiend! then thus I'll be re Mrs. Mill. Why does not the man take me? veng'd.

[Offers to run at Mrs. Fainall. Would you have me give myself to you over Sir W. Hold, sir; now you may make your again? beargarden flourish somewhere else, sir. Mir. Ay, and over and over again. [Kisses Fain. Mirabell

, you shall hear of this, sir; her Hand] I would have you as often as posbe sure you shall

. Let me pass, oaf. [Exit. sibly I can. Well, heaven grant I love you Mrs. È. Madam, you seem to stifle your not too well, that's all my fear. resentment: you had better give it vent. Sir W. 'Sheart, you'll have time enough to

Mrs. Mar. Yes, it shall have vent, and to toy after you're married; or if you will toy your confusion, or I'll perish in the attempt. now, let us have a dance in the mean time;


. that we who are not lovers may bave some Lady W. O daughter, daughter, 'tis plain other employment, besides looking on. thou hast inherited thy mother's prudence. Mir. With all my heart, dear sir Wilful.

Mrs. F. Thank Mr. Mirabell, a cautious What shall we do for music? friend, to whose advice all is owing. Foi. O, sir, some that were provided for

Lady W. Well, Mr. Mirabell, you have sir Rowland's entertainment are yet within kept your promise, and I must perform mine. call.

A Dance. First, I pardon, for your sake, sir Rowland Lady W. As I am a person, I can bold there and Foible. The next thing is to break out no longer; I have wasted my spirits so the matter to my nephew; and how to do to-day already, that I am ready to sink under that

the fatigue: and I cannot but have some fears Mir. For that, madam, give yourself no upon me yet, that my son Fainall will pursue trouble; let me have your consent; sir Wilful some desperate course. is my friend; he has had compassion upon Mir. Nadam, disquiet not yourself on that lovers, and generously engaged a volunteer in account; to my knowledge bis circumstances this action for our service; and now designs are such, he must of force comply. For my to prosecute bis travels.

part, I will contribute all that in me lies to Sir W. 'Sheart, aunt, I bare no mind to a re-union: in the mean time, madam, (To marry. My cousin's a fine lady, and the gen- Mrs. Fainall] let me hesore these witnesses tleman loves her, and she loves him, and they restore to you this deed of trust; it may be deserve one another; my resolution is to see a means, well managed, to make you live eaforeign parts; I have set on't, and wben I'm sily together. set on't, 'I must do't. And if these two gen From hence let those be warn'd, who mean tlemen would travel too, I think they may be

to wed, spared.

Lest mutual falsehood stain the bridal-bed: Pet. For my pari, I say litue; I think things for each deceiver to his cost may find, are best; off or on.

That marriage frauds too oft are paid in kind Wait. l’gad, I understand nothing of the


CUMBERLAND. RICHARD COMEERLAND, son of Dr. Denison Cumberland, late Bishop of Ki]more, in Ireland, by Joanna, younges! daughter of the celebrated Dr, Bentley (a Jady on wliom the well-known pastoral of Phebe, by Dr. Byrom, printed in The Spectulor, Nr. 60.5, was writien), and great-grandson of Dr. Richard Cumberland, Bishop of Peterborough, was boru February 19, 1751, in the master's lodge of Trinity College, Cambridge, under the roof of his graudsather Bentley, in what is called the Judge's Chamber. When turned of six years of age, he was sent to the school of Bury St. Edinund's, whence he was in due time transplanied lu Wesíminster. Al the age of fourteen Mr. C. was admitted to Trinity College, Cambridge, whence, after a long and assiduous course of study, he launched into the great world, and became a private confidential scerelary lo Lorp Halifax, then at the head of the Board of Trade; which situation he held with great credit to himeelt, till lis Lordship went out of ofhce. Suon after this, he obtained the lay fellowship of Trinity College, vacant by the death of Mr. 'Titley, the Danish Envoy. This fellowship, however, he did not hold Jong; for, on oblaining, through the palronage of Lord Halifax, a small establishment as crown agent for the province of Nova Scotia, he married Elisabeth, only daughter of George Ridge, Esq. of Kilmiston, in Hampshire, in whose family he had long heen jurimate. When Lord Halifax returned io administration, and was appointed Lord Lieutewant of Ireland, Mr. C. went with him to that country, as under-secretary; his father, as one of his chaplaids, and his broiher in law, Capt. William Ridge, as one of his aides-de-camp. Before Lord Halifax quitted Ireland to become Secielary of State, Mr, Cumberland's father had been made Bishop of Clonfert, and Mr. Cumberland himself, who had declined a baroncicy which had been offered him by his patron, came to England with his Lordship, and was appointed, we believe, to the situation of assistant secretary to the Board of Trade. About the end of the year 1771, the Bishop of Clonfert was translated to kilmorr, which see, however, he held not long, being translated by death to a belter world, to which he was followed by his lady in June 1775. The accession of Lord George Germaine to the scals, for the coloniald.partment promoted Mr. Canberland from a subaltero at the Board of Trade to the post of seeretary. In the year 1789 he was sent om i secret and contidential mission to the court of Spain; and it is reported, that his embassy would have been successful, but for the riots in London, and the caplure of our East-and West-India Heels, whicle inspired Spaniards with more confidence than they had before possessed. In this mission Mr. Cumberland necessarily incured great espenses; and he was cruelly neglected by the ministers after the conclusion of his negotiation, It was, how ver, during his resid: nce in that country that he collected the Anecdotes of eminent Painters in Spain, which he afterwards published. liy the provisions of Mr. Burke's well-known bill, the Board of Trade was annihs.

lated, and Mr. Cumberland was set adrill with a compensation of scarcely a moiety in value of what he had been de prived of. He now retired, with his family, to Tunbridge Wells, where he has continned, we believe, uver since to reside, universally respected. That a man of such learning. of such versatility of literary talent, such unquestionable Eenius, and such'sound morality, should, in the vale of years," feel the wani of what he has lost by his exertions for ihe public goud, mast, lo every feeling mind, be a subject of keen regrels; yet the fact seems to be placed beyond doubt by the following annonciation of his intention, in 1809, to publish a sto volume of his dramas: "To the Public was my paspose to have reserved these MSS. for the eventual use and advantage of a heloved daughter after my decease; bat the circumstances of my story, which are before the public, and to which I can appeal without a blush, make it aeedless for me to state why I am not able to fulfil that purpose: I therefore now, with full reliance on the candoar and pr Atection of my countrymen at large solicit their subscription to these unpublished dramas; conscious as I am, that neither in this instance, nor in any other through the course of my long-continaed labours, have I wilfully directed the humble talents, with which God has endowed me, otherwise than to his service, and the genuine interesis (so far as I understood them) of benevolence and virtue. Richard Cumberland."

THE FASHIONABLE LOVER, Comedy by Richard Cumberland. Acted at Drury Lane 1779. This piece followed The West-Indian too soon to increase the reputation of its author. It was coldly received the first night; but undergoing some judicious allerations improved in the public favour,







SCENE. - London.


bave me


the weams of you all together, say , for a SCENE I.- A Hall in LORD ABBERVILLE's pack of locusts; a cow in a clover-field has

House, with a Staircase seen through an more moderation than the best among you; Arch. Several Domestics waiting in rich had my lord Abberville the wealth of GlasLiveries. Flourish of French Horns. gow, you'd swallow it all down before you Enter Colin, ') hastily.

gee'da) over.

La Jeu. Ah, barbare! Here come my lord. Colin. Hoor! 2) fellows, haud 3) your

[Exů. honds: *) pack up your damn'd clarinets, and

Enter LORD ABBERVILLE. gang your gaitsj for a pair of Jubberly min Lord A. Colin, see that covers are laid for strels as you are. Anå) you could "hondle four-and-twenty, and supper served at twelve the bagpipe instead, I would na' say you nay: in the great eating-parlour. ah! 'tis an auncient instrument of great me Golin. Ecod, my lord, bad you kend 2) the lody, and has whastled ?) many a brau 8) braw mess of cakes and sweeties 3) ihat was honded lad to his grave; but your holiday horns there up amongst 'em just now, you would na' are fit only to play io a drunken city barge think there could be muckle +) need of supper on a swap-hopping”) party up the Thames.

this night.

Lord A. What, fellow, would you

starve my guests? La Jeu. Fidon, monsieur Colin, for why Colin. Troth, an you don't, they'll go nigh you have send away the borns? It is very to starve you. much the ton in this country for the fine gen Lord A. Let me hear no more of this, Cotemens to bave the horns : upon my vord, mylin Macleod; I took you for my servant, not lord this day give grand entertainment to very for my adviser. grand company; tous les macaroni below

Colin. Right, my lord, you did; but if by stairs

, et toute la coterie above. Hark, who advising. I can serve you, where's the breach vait dere? My lord ring bis bell. – Voila, of duty in that?

[Exit. monsieur Colin, dere is all the company going Lord A. What a Highland savage it is!to the tea-room.

My father indeed made use of bim to pay the Colin. (Looking out] Now the de'il burst servants' wages, and post the tradesmen's ac

counts; as I never do either, I wish somebody 1) Colin pourtrays the character of a Scotchman, in 10 else had him that does.

station, most adinirably, who is so addicted to praise
bais own country, thal, as he says himself," a
North Briton would give up his virtue before (he

Enter Mortimer, repeating lo himse.j. would give up) his country, at any time." 1 Mort. Is this a dinner, this a genial room? >) Scotch exclamation for, out, begone *) Hands. 5) Go away. 6) 18. 7) Whistled. 8) Brave. Lord A. What, quoting, Mortimer, and sa

This is a temple and a hecatomb. 9) It is customary, in the summer, for the Lord Mayor tire too?-I thought you need not go abroad

and Alderen of London to sail in a barge up the
Thames towards Richmond, lo catch the young swans,

for that.
and mark them, as the property of the city: it is fe Mort. True ; therefore, I'm returning home.
lony to steal those that are thus marked.

The word _Good night to you. kop in this sense comes from the orman word huppor, lo calck.

1) Gave,

2) Kuowa. 3) Sweelincals.


3) Hold.

4) Mach.

let him go.


Lord A. What, on the wing so soon! With teeth, Mr. Mortimer. What is the surlypools so much company, can my philosopher want prabbling about? Cot give her 1) coot luck; food to scast his spleen upon ?

will the man never leave off his flings, and Mort

. Food! I revolt against the name; no his fleers, and his fegaries; packpiting his petBranin could abominate your fleshly meal ters?--Coot, my lord, let me call him back, more than I do; why, Hirtius and Apicius and have a little tisputes and tisputations with would have blushi'd for it: Mark Antony, who him, dy'e sce. roasted eight whole boars for supper, never Lord A. Hang him, tedious rogue,

more at a meal than you have ne. Dr. D. Tedious! ay, in coot truth is he, as Lord A. A truce, good cynic: pr’ythee now tedious as a Lapland winter, and as melanget thee up stairs, and take my place; the la- choly too; his crotchets and his humours damp dies will be glad of you at cards.

all mirth and merriment, as a wet blanket Mort. Me at cards! Me at a quadrille-ta- does a fire: he is the very night-mare of society. ble! Pent in with fuzzing dowagers, gossiping Lord A. Nay, he talks well sometimes. old maids, and yellow admirals ; 'sdeath, my Dr. D. Ay, 'tis pig sound and little wit; lord Abberville, you must excuse me. like a loud pell to a pad dinner.

Lord A. Out on thee, unconformable being; Lord A. Patience, good doctor, patience! thou art a traitor to society.

Another time you shall have your revenge; at Mort. Do you call that society?

present you must lay down your wrath, and Lord A. Yes; but not my society; none iake up your attention. such as you describe will be found here; my Dr. D. I've done, my lord, I've done: laugh circle, Mr. Mortimer, is form'd by people of at my putterflies indeed! If he was a pig and the first fashion and spirit in this country. as pold as king, Gryffyn, doctor Druid would

Mort. Fashion and spirit! Yes, their coun- make free to whisper' an oord) or two in try's like to suffer by their fashion more than his ear. 'twill ever profit by their spirit.

Lord A. Peace, choleric king of the mounLord A. Come, come, your temper is too sour. tains, peace. Mort. And your's too sweet:

a mawkish Dr. D. I've done, my lord; 1 say, I've done. lump of manna; sugar in the mouth, but phy Lord A. If you have done, let me begin, sic to the bowels.

You must know then, I expect my city maLord A. Mr. Mortimer, you was my father's dam from Fishstreet-hill. executor; I did not know your office extend Dr. D. Ay, ay, the rich pig-pellied fellow's ed any further.

daughter, young madam Pridgemore, my lady Mort. No; when I gave a clear estate into Apperville, that is to be, pless ber, and save your hands, I clear'd myself of an unwelcome ber, and make her a coot wife, say I. office: I was, indeed, your father's executor; Lord A. Pr’ythee, good doctor, don't put a the gentlemen of fashion and spirit will be man in mind of his misfortunes: I tell you, your lordship's.

she is coming here by appointment, with old Lord A. Pooh! You've been black-balld 1) Bridgemore and her mother ; 'tis an esecrable at some paltry port-drinking club; and set up group; and, as I mean to make all things as for a man of wit and ridicule.

easy to me as I can, I'm going out to avoid Mort. Not I, believe me: your companions being troubled with their impertinence. are too dull to laugh at, and too vicious to Dr. D. Going out, my lord, with your expose.—There stands a sample of your choice. house full of company?

Lord A. Who, doctor Druid? Where's the Lord A. Oh, that's no objection; none in harm in him?

the least; fashion reconciles all those scruples : ilorWhere is the merit?- What one to consult your own ease in all things is the quality does that old piece of pedantry pos- very first article in the recipe for good breedsess to fit him for the liberal office of travel- ing: when every man looks after bimself, no ling-preceptor to a man of rank? You know, one can complain of neglect; but, as these my lord, I recommended you a friend as fit maxims may not be orthodox on the eastern to form your manners as your morals; but he side of Temple-bar, you must stand gentlewas a restraint; and, in bis stead, you took man-usher in this spot; put your best face that Welshman, that buffoon, that antiquarian, upon the matter, and marshal my citizens into forsooth, who looks as if you had rak'd him the assembly-rooin, with as much ceremony out of the cinders of Mount Vesuvius. as if they came up with an addresss from the

Lord A. And so I did: but prythee, Mor-whole company of cordwainers. 5) timer, don't run away; I long to have you Dr. D. Dut on it, you've some tevilish

oomans in the wind; for when the tice are Mort. You must excuse me.

rattling above, there's nothing but teath, or the Lord 4. Nay, I must have you better friends. tevil, could keep you below. -Come bither, doctor; hark'e

Lord A. You've guest it; such a divine, deMort. Another time: at present, I am in no licious, little devil

, lurks in my heart; Glenhumour to stay the discussion of a cockle-dower himself could not exorcise her: I am shell, or the dissection of a butterfly's wing: possess'd; and from the hour I saw ber by

[Exit. surprise, I have been plotting methods how Enter Doctor Druid.

to meet her; a lucky opening offers ; the mine Dr. D. Putterflies !2) Putterflies in your the bard and soft letters in their pronunciation of 1) Alluding to the electing

words ; thus they say Pattertlies, for Butterflies, etc. or refusing a member in society by means of white and black balls.

1) The word her is used by the Welsh for all the pro

nouns, in all the persons, and all the cases. Word. 2) The welsh manner of speaking English will be casily 5) The company of Shoemakers (Cordubanarias), one of

understood, if we bear in mind that they always change the most important in the riv.



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