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sive to you:
I'm 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. matter 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 bad 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 bad 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 produbood; and for the contract that pass'd between ces bave 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 mosi dear; that to -be is vithout, and waits your leave for your cruel indignation I have offer'd up
beauty, and with her my peace and quiet ; 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.
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 tonguc. 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 io 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, 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 bave 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, be shall come so long lain smother'd in my breast. [Aside. in; and see who'll hinder 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 prepard 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
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 thal, fellow-traveller.
an instrument, sir, I have an old fox by my Mir. If a deep sense of the many injuries thigh shall back 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 de- Lady W. Hold, nephew, hold. servedly forfeited the high place I once held, Mrs. Mill. Good sir Wilfull, respile 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.
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 this. requisite in this case; nor Mr. Mirabell
, your Mrs. F. I despise you, and defy your maresignation; nor, sir Wilfall, your right; you lice; you have aspersed ine 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 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, tby subsistence to other offender and penitent to appear, madam. my daughter's fortune?
Fain. I'll 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 bare 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. 0, 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 eyesto 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
Enter PETULANT and WITWOULD. pensation for all my services; but be it as it may, I am resolved I'll serve you; you shall Pet. How now? what's the matter? whose not he wrong'd in this savage manner.
hand'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, I once shall have my niece yet, and all ber fortune, requested your bands as witnesses to a cerif you can but save me from this imminent tain parchment. danger.
. Ay, I do, my hand I remember-PeMir. W:ll 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 tbat parchMir. Foible is one, and a penitent. ment contained.
(Undoing the Bo.x. Wit. No.
Pet. Not I. 1 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 bad 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, 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! hast thou been of temper, which, from her own partial 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 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'a.
[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 bear of this, sir; her Hand] I would have you as often as posbe sure you shall. Let me pass, oaf. [E.cit
. sibly I can. Well, hearen grant I love you Mrs. É 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 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.
f4 Dance 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 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; be has bad compassion upon Mir. Madam, 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 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 live eaforeign parts; I have set on't, and when 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 part, I say little; 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
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, 1732, in the master's lodge of Trinity College, Cainbridge, under the roof of his grandsather 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 transplanied to Westminster. At the age of fourteen Mr. C. was admitted 10 Trinity College, Cambridgr, whence, after a long and assiduous gourse of sludy, 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, bowever, he did not hold long; 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 daugliter of George Ridge, Esq. of Kilmiston, in Hampshire, in whose family he had long heen intimate, When Lord Halifax returned io administration, and was appointed Lord Lieutedant 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 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 Clonsert was translated to Kilaorr, 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 1980 be 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 M?., Cumberland vecessarily 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 annihilated, and Mr. Cumberland was set adrist with a compensation of scarcely a moiety in value of what he had been deprived of. He now retired, with his family, lo Tunbridge Wells, where he has continued, we believe, ever since 10 reside, universally respected. Thal 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 wani of what he has lost by his exertions for the public good, must, to every feeling mind, be a subject of keen regrets; yet the fact seems to be placed beyond doubt by the following annunciation of his intention, in 1809, to publish a 410 volume of his dramas: “To the Public It was my purpose to have reserved these MSS. for the eventual use and advantage of a beloved daughter after my decease; but 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 aud pr tection 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 Camburland, Acled 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 favouro,
the weams of you all together, say 1, 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'd ^) over.
La Jeu. Ah, barbare! Here come my lord. Colin. Hoor!2) fellows, baud) your
TE.cit. bonds: 4) pack up your damn'd clarinets, and
Enter LORD ABBERVILLE. gang your gait 5) for a pair of lubberly min- Lord A. Colin, see that covers are laid for strels as you are. Ano) 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, bad you kend 2) the lody, and has whastled ?) many a brau 8) braw mess of cakes and sweeties *) that was bonded 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 4) need of supper on a swan-hopping') party up the Thames. this night.
Lord A. What, fellow, would you have me Enter LA JEUNESSE.
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, Cotlemens to have 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 his bell. — Voila, of duty in that?
[Exit. monsieur Colin, dere is all the company going Lord 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 ac
counts; as I never do either, I wish somebody 1) ('olin pourtrays the character of a Scolchman, in his else had him that does.
station, most admirably, who is so addicted to praise his own couply, that, as he says himself “a North Brilon would give up his virtue before (he
Enter MORTIMER, repeating to himse.f. would give up) his country, at any time."
Mort. Is this a dinner, this a genial room? 9) Scotch exclamation for, out, begone 5) Hold.
This is a temple and a hecatomb. 4) Hands, 5) Go away. 6) If. 7) Whistled. 8) Brave.
Lord A. What, quoting, Mortimer, and sa9) Il 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 Thames towards Richmond, to catch the young swans,
for that. and mark them, as the property of he city; it is Mort. True; therefore, I'm returning home. long to steal those that are thus marked.
The word Good night to you. hop in this sense comes from the Norman word hap
1) Gave. 2) Known. 3) Sweetmeats. 4) Much.
per, to catch.
Lord A. What, on the wing so soon! With teeth, Mr. Mortimer. What is the surlypoots so much company, can my philosopher want prabbling about ? Cot give her ?) coot luck; food to feast 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 bis petBramin could abominate your flesbly 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 blush'd for it: Mark Antony, who him, dy'e see. roasted eight whole boars for supper, never
Lord A. Hang him, tedious rogue, let him go. massacred more at a meal than you have done. Dr. D. Tedious! ay, in coot truth is be, as
Lord A. A truce, good cynic: prythee nowtedi 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 4. 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 bave 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 2) or two in try's like to suffer by their fashion more than his ear. 'will ever profit by their spirit.
Lord A. Peace, choleric king of the mounLord 4. Come, come, your temper is too sour. tains, peace.
Mort. And your's too sweet: a mawkish Dr. D. I've done, my lord; I say, I've done. lump of manna; sugar in the mouth, but phy- Lord A. If you have done, let me begio. sic to the bowels.
You must know then, I expect ray 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 her, and save your hands, I clear'd myself of an unwelcome her, and make her a coot wife, say I. office: I was, indeed, your father's executor; Lord A. Prythee, good doctor, don't put a the gentlemen of fashion and spirit will be man in mind of bis 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 execrable 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 bim?
the least; fashion reconciles all those scruples: Morh Where 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 himself, 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 his 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. Out on it, you've some terilish
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 hither, doctor; bark'e
Lord 4. You've guest it; such a divine, deMort. Another time at present, I am in no licious, little devil, lurks in my heart; Glenbumour 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 hard and soft letters in their propunciation ! 1) Alluding to the electing or refusing a member in any
words; thus they say Putterflies, for Butterflies, etc. 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. :) Ward, 2) The welsh manner of speaking English will be easily 3) The company of Shoemakers (Cordabanarios), one o!
understood, if w* bear in anind that they always changol the most important in the city,