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Lady W. I warrant you, or she would never Mrs. Mar. That condition, I dare answer, have borne to have been catechized by him; my lady will consent to, without difficulty; and have heard his long lectures against sing-she has already but too much experienced the ing and dancing, and such debaucheries; and perfidiousness of men. Besides, madam, when going to filthy plays, and profane music-meet- we retire to our pastoral solitude, we shall ings. O, she would have swoon'd at the sight bid adieu to all other thoughts. or name of an obscene play-book—and can I think, after all this, that my daughter can be naught? What, a whore? and thought it excommunication to set her foot within the door of a playhouse. O dear friend, I can't believe it. No, no; as she says, let him prove it, let him prove it.

Lady W. Ay, that's true.

Fain. Next, my wife shall settle on me the remainder of her fortune, not made over already; and for her maintenance depend entirely on my discretion.

Lady W. This is most inhumanly savage; exceeding the barbarity of a Muscovite husband. Mrs. Mar. Prove it, madam? what, and Fain. I learn'd it from his czarish majesty's have your name prostituted in a public court; retinue, in a winter evening's conference over yours and your daughter's reputation worried brandy and pepper, amongst other secrets of at the bar by a pack of bawling lawyers; to matrimony and policy, as they are at present be ushered in with an O-yes) of scandal; practised in the northern hemisphere. But this and have your case opened by an old fumbler must be agreed unto, and that positively. Lastly, in a coif like a man-midwife, to bring your I will be endow'd, in right of my wife, with daughter's infamy to light; to be a theme for that six thousand pounds, which is the moiety legal punsters, and quibblers by the statute; of Mrs. Millamant's fortune in your possesand become a jest, against a rule of court, sion; and which she has forfeited (as will apwhere there is no precedent for a jest in any pear by the last will and testament of your record; not even in Doomsday-book; to dis- deceased husband, sir Jonathan Wishfort), by compose the gravity of the bench, and provoke her disobedience in contracting herself against naughty interrogatories in more naughty law your consent or knowledge; and by refusing the offer'd match with sir Wilfull Witwould, which you, like a careful aunt, had provided for her.

Latin.

Lady W. O, tis very hard!

Mrs. Mar. And then to have my young revellers of the Temple take notes, like 'prentices at a conventicle; and after talk it over again in commons, or before drawers in an eating-house.

Lady W. Worse and worse.

Lady W. My nephew was non compos, and could not make his addresses.

Fain. I come to make demands-I'll hear no objections.

Lady W. You will grant me time to con

Mrs. Mar. Nay, this is nothing; if it would sider? end bere 'twere well. But it must after this Fain. Yes, while the instrument is drawing, be consign'd by the short-hand writers to the to which you must set your hand til more public press; and from thence be transferr'd sufficient deeds can be perfected, which I will to the hands, nay, into the throats and lungs take care shall be done with all possible speed. of hawkers, with voices more licentious than In the mean while I will go for the said inthe loud flounder-man's: 2) and this you must strument, and till my return you may balance hear till you are stunn'd; nay, you must hear this matter in your own discretion. Exit. nothing else for some days.

Lady W. O,'tis insupportable! No, no, dear friend, make it up, make it up; ay, ay, I'll compound. I'll give up all, myself and my all, my niece and her all-any thing, every thing, for composition.

Lady W. This insolence is beyond all precedent, all parallel; must I be subject to this merciless villain?

Mrs. Mar. 'Tis severe indeed, madam, that you should smart for your daughter's failings. Lady W. Twas against my consent that Mrs. Mar. Nay, madam, I advise nothing; she married this barbarian; but she would have I only lay before you, as a friend, the incon- him, though her year was not out-Ah! her veniences which perhaps you have overseen. first husband, my son Languish, would not Here comes Mr. Fainall; if he will be satis-have carried it thus. Well, that was my fied to huddle up all in silence, I shall be glad. choice, this is hers; she is match'd now with You must think I would rather congratulate a witness-I shall be mad, dear friend; is there than condole with you.

Enter FAINALL.

Lady W. Ay, ay, I do not doubt it, dear Marwood: : no, no, I do not doubt it.

Fain. Well, madam; I have suffer'd myself to be overcome by the importunity of this lady your friend; and am content you shall enjoy your own proper estate during life; on condition you oblige yourself never to marry, under such penalty as I think convenient. Lady W. Never to marry!

no comfort for me? Must I live to be confis-
cated at this rebel-rate?-Here come two more
of my Egyptian plagues too.

Enter MRS. MILLAMANT and SIR WILFULL.
Sir W. Aunt, your servant.

Lady W. Out, caterpillar! call not me aunt;
know thee not.

I
Sir W. I confess I have been a little in dis-
guise, as they say,
-'Sheart! and I'm sorry
for't. What would you have? I hope I com-
mitted no offence, aunt-and if I did I am wil-

Fain. No more sir Rowlands-the next im-ling to make satisfaction; and what can a man posture may not be so timely detected.

1) Oyez (Hear ye) from Ouïr.

2) One of the melodious cries of London, understood

only by the happy few.

say fairer? If I have broke any thing I'll pay for't, an it cost a pound. And so let that Content for what's past, and make no more words. For what's to come, to pleasure you

I'm willing to marry my cousin. So pray let's all be friends; she and I are agreed upon the matter before a witness.

Lady W. How's this, dear niece? have any comfort? can this be true?

Mir. Let me be pitied first, and afterwards forgotten: I ask no more.

Sir W. By'r lady a very reasonable request, and will cost you nothing, aunt. Come, come, forgive and forget, aunt; why you must, an you are a Christian.

Mrs. Mill. I am content to be a sacrifice to your repose, madam; and to convince you Mir. Consider, madam, in reality, you could that I had no hand in the plot, as you were not receive much prejudice; it was an innomisinform'd, 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 hand 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. At 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 dear; that to -be is without, and waits your leave for your cruel indignation I have offer'd up this beauty, and with her my peace and quiet;

admittance.

Lady W. Well, I'll swear I am something nay, all my hopes of future comfort. revived 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 shiphim, I fear I shall turn to stone, and petrify ping. Aunt, if you don't forgive quickly, I incessantly. shall 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. sive to you. 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 I can to forget, but on proviso that you resign the contract with my niece immediately.

Mrs. Mill. Sir Wilfull, you and he are to travel together, are you not?

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, he and I; he is ledgments for your transcendent goodness. to 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, I'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 hinder him.'

[Goes to the Door and hems. Mrs. Mar. This is precious fooling, if it would pass; but I'll know the bottom of it. Lady W. O, dear Marwood, you are not going?

Enter FAINALL and MRS. Marwood. Fain. Your debate of deliberation, madam, is expired. Here is the instrument, are you prepar'd to sign?

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 Wilfull.

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 frown 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 velI have offer'd to so good a lady, with a sin-lum to shreds, sir. It shall not be sufficient cere remorse, and a hearty 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 deservedly forfeited the high place I once held,

Lady W. Hold, nephew, hold.
Mrs. Mill. Good sir Wilfull, respite your

of sighing at your feet; nay, kill me not, by valour. 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. lover 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 this.

requisite in this case; nor Mr. Mirabell, your Mrs. F. I despise you, and defy your ma resignation; 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-I 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 fool'd no she and the current of this lewd town can longer.

agree.

Lady W. Is there no means, no remedy, to stop my ruin? Ungrateful wretch! Dost thou not owe thy being, thy subsistence to my daughter's fortune?

Fain. I'll answer you when I have the rest of it in my possession.

Mir. But that you would not accept of a remedy from my hands-I own I have not deserved you should owe any obligation to me; or else perhaps I could advise.

Lady W. O, what? what? to save me and my child from ruin, from want, I'll forgive all that's past; nay, I'll consent to any thing to come, to be deliver'd from this tyranny.

Mir. Ay, madam; but that is too late, my reward is intercepted. You have disposed of ber, who only could have made me a compensation for all my services; but be it as it may, I am resolved I'll serve you; you shall not he wrong'd in this savage manner,

Lady W. Ah, Mr. Mirabell, this is small comfort, the detection of this affair.

Mir. O, in good time. Your leave for the other offender and penitent to appear, madam. Enter WAITWELL, with a Box of Writings. Lady W. O sir Rowland-Well, rascal. Wait. What your ladyship pleases. I have brought the black box at last, madam.

Mir. Give it me, madam; you remember your promise.

Lady W. Ay, dear sir.

Mir. Where are the gentlemen? Wait. At hand, sir, rubbing their eyes-just risen from sleep.

Fain, 'Sdeath! what's this to me? I'll not wait your private concerns.

Enter PETULANT and WITWOULD. Pet. How now? what's the matter? whose hand's out?

Lady W. How! dear Mr. Mirabell, can you 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

Wit. Hey-day! what, are you all together,

Mir. You may remember gentlemen, I once shall have my niece yet, and all her fortune, requested your hands as witnesses to a cerif you can but save me from this imminent tain parchment. danger.

Mir. Will you? I take you at your word. I ask no more. I must have leave for two criminals to appear.

Lady W. Ay, ay, any body, any body.
Mir. Foible is one, and a penitent.

Enter MRS. FAINALL, FOIBLE, and MINCING.

Wit. Ay, I do, my hand I remember-Petulant set his mark.

Mir. You wrong him, his name is fairly written, as shall appear. You do not remember, gentlemen, any thing of what that parchment contained. [Undoing the Box.

Wit. No.

Pet. Not I. I writ, I read nothing. Mir. Very well, now you shall know. Madam, your promise.

Mrs. Mar. O, my shame! [Mirabell and 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 her tittle of my terms; no, I will insist the more. fortuneFoi, Yes indeed, madam, I'll take my Bible oath of it.

Fain. Sir! pretended!

you,

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! hast thou been of temper, which, from her own partial opía wicked accomplice with that profligate man? nion and fondness of 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 as 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 cenary! no, if we would have been mercenary, your occasions.

we should have held our tongues; you would Fain. Very likely, sir. What's here? Damhave bribed us sufficiently. nation! [Reads] A 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 date 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. F. Madam, you seem to stifle your not too well, that's all my fear. resentment: you had better give it vent. Sir VV. '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; [Exit. that we who are not lovers may have 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.

that

A Dance.

For my

First, I pardon, for your sake, sir Rowland Lady W. As I am a person, 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 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. Madam, disquiet not yourself on that lovers, and generously engaged a volunteer in account; to my knowledge his circumstances this action for our service; and now designs are such, he must of force comply. to prosecute his travels. part, I will contribute all that in me lies to Sir W. 'Sheart, aunt, I have 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 before 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 foreign parts; I have set on't, and when I'm sily together. set on't, I must do't. And if these two gentlemen would travel too, I think they may be spared.

Pet. For my part, I say little; I think things are best; off or on.

Wait. I'gad, I understand nothing of the

live ea

From hence let those be warn'd, who mean

to wed,

Lest mutual falsehood stain the bridal-bed:
For each deceiver to his cost may find,
That marriage frauds too oft are paid in kind
[Exeunt.

CUMBERLAND.

RICHARD CUMBERLAND, son of Dr. Denison Cumberland, late Bishop of Kilmore, in Ireland, by Joanna, youngest daughter of the celebrated Dr. Bentley (a lady on whom the well-known pastoral of Phebe, by Dr. Byrom, printed in The Spectator, Nr. 603, was written), and great-grandson of Dr. Richard Cumberland, Bishop of Peterborough, was born February 19, 1752, in the master's lodge of Trinity College, Cambridge, under the roof of his grandfather 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. Edmund's, whence he was in due time transplanted to Westminster. At 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 secretary to Lorp Halifax, then at the head of the Board of Trade; which situation he held with great credit to himself, till his Lordship went out of office. Soon 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 iong; for, on obtaining, through the patronage 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 been intimate. When Lord Halifax returned to administration, and was appointed Lord Lieutenant of Ireland, Mr. C. went with him to that country, as under-secretary; his father, as one of his chaplains, and his brother in law, Capt. William Ridge, as one of his aides-de-camp. Before Lord Halifax quitted Ireland to become Secretary of State, Mr. Cumberland's father had been made Bishop of Clonfert, and Mr. Cumberland himself, who had declined a baronetcy 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 Kilmore, which see, however, he held not long, being translated by death to a better world, to which he was followed by his lady in June 1775. The accession of Lord George Germaine to the seals, for the colonialdepartment promoted Mr. Cumberland from a subaltern at the Board of Trade to the post of secretary. In the year 1780 he was sent on a secret and confidential 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 capture of our East and West-India fleets, which inspired the Spaniards with more confidence than they had before possessed, In this mission Mr. Cumberland necessarily incurred great expenses; and he was cruelly neglected by the ministers after the conclusion of his negotiation, It was, however, during his residence in that country that he collected the Anecdotes of eminent Painters in Spain, which he afterwards published. By the provisions of Mr. Burke's well-known bill, the Board of Trade was annihi

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laled, and Mr. Cumberland was set adrift with a compensation of scarcely a moiety in value of what he had been deprived of. He now retired, with his family, to Tunbridge Wells, where he has continued, we believe, ever since to reside, universally respected. That a man of such learning, of such versatility of literary talent, such unquestionable genius, and such sound morality, should, in "the vale of years," feel the want of what he has lost by his exertions for the public good, must, to every feeling mind, he a subject of keen regret; yet the fact seems to be placed beyond doubt by the following annunciation of his intention, in 1809, to publish a 4to volume of his dramas: "To the Public was my purpose to have reserved these MSS. for the eventuat use and advantage of a beloved 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 needless for me to state why I am not able to fulfil that purpose: I therefore now, with full reliance on the candour and protection 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-continued 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 1772. 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 alterations improved in the public favour,

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the weams of you all together, say I, 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 gee'd) over.

Enter COLIN,1) hastily.

Colin. Hoor! 2) fellows, haud) your bonds:) pack up your damn'd clarinets, and gang your gait 5) for a pair of lubberly min

La Jeu. Ah, barbare! Here come my lord.

Enter LORD ABBERVILLE.

[Exit.

Lord A. Colin, see that covers are laid for

strels as you are. An) 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.

ab! 'tis an auncient instrument of great me- Colin. Ecod, my lord, had you ken'd 2) the lody, and has whastled 7) many a brau ) braw mess of cakes and sweeties) that was honded lad to his grave; but your holiday horns there up amongst 'em just now, you would na' are fit only to play to a drunken city barge think there could be muckle *) need of supper on a swan-hopping) party up the Thames. this night.

Enter LA JEUNESSE.

La Jeu. Fidon, monsieur Colin, for why

Lord A. What, fellow, would you have me starve my guests?

Colin. Troth, an you don't, they'll go nigh you have send away the horns? 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, Cotlemens to have the horns: upon my vord, my lin Macleod; I took you for my servant, not lord this day give grand entertainment to very for my adviser.

--

[Exit.

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 his bell.- -Voila, of duty in that? 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 him to pay the Colin. [Looking out] Now the de'il burst servants' wages, and post the tradesmen's accounts; as I never do either, I wish somebody else had him that does.

1) Colin pourtrays the character of a Scotchman, in his station, most admirably, who is so addicted to praise his own country, that, as he says himself "a true North Briton would give up his virtue before (he would give up) his country, at any time."

Enter MORTIMER, repeating to himse.f. Mort. Is this a dinner, this a genial room? This is a temple and a hecatomb. Lord A. What, quoting, Mortimer, and sa9) It is customary, in the summer, for the Lord Mayor tire too?-I thought you need not go abroad and Aldermen of London to sail in a barge up the

2) Scotch exclamation for, out, begone 3) Hold.
4) Hands. 5) Go away, 6) If, 7) Whistled. 8) Brave.

Thames towards Richmond, to 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. Jony to steal those that are thus marked. The word-Good night to you.

hop in this sense comes from the Norman word hap

per, to catch.

1) Gave. a) Kuown.

3) Sweetmeats. 4) Much.

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