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OSWALD (looking at DURWARD with surprise.)

Friend, thou art bitter! I like thine humour well.

--So all men beg-

Plain truth, sir, like the vulgar copper coinage, Yes-I can make it good by proof. Your soldier
Despised amongst the gentry, still finds value Begs for a leaf of laurel, and a line
And currency with beggars.

In the Gazette. He brandishes his sword

To back his suit, and is a sturdy beggar
Be it so.

The courtier begs a riband or a star,
I will not trench on the immunities

And, like our gentler mumpers, is provided I soon may claim to share. Thy features, too,

With false certificates of health and fortune Though weather-beaten, and thy strain of language, Who begs a sigh, a smile, a lock of hair,

Lost in the public service. For your lover, Relish of better days.* Come hither, friend,

[They speak apart. A buskin-point, he maunds upon the pad, And let me ask thee of thine occupation.

With the true cant of pure mendicity, (LEONARD looks round, and, seeing OSWALD

"The smallest trifle to relieve a Christian, engaged with Durward and GULLCRAMMER And if it like your ladyship !". with ELEANOR, approaches towards Flora,

(In a begging tone. who must give him an opportunity of doing

KATLEEN (apart.) 80, with obvious attention on her part to give This is a cunning

knave, and feed's the humour it the air of chance. The by-play here will of my aunt's husband, for I must not say rest with the Lady, who must engage the atten- Mine honour'd uncle. I will try a question.tion of the audience by playing off a little fe- Your man of merit though, who serves the commale hypocrisy and simple coquelry.

Nor asks for a requital ?-

[T. DURWARD. Flora

Is a dumb beggar,

And lets his actions speak like signs for him, Ay, gallant huntsman, may she deign to question

Challenging double guerdon.-Now, I'll show Why Leonard came not at the appointed hour;

How your true beggar has the fair advantage
Or why he came at midnight?

O'er all the tribes of cloak'd mendicity

I have told over to you.—The soldier's laurel, Love has no certain loadstar, gentle Flora,

The statesman's riband, and the lady's favour, And oft gives up the helm to wayward pilotage. Once won and gain'd, are not held worth a farTo say the sooth-A beggar forced me hence,

thing And Will-o'-Wisp did guide us back again.

By such as longest, loudest, canted for them;

Whereas your charitable halfpenny,
Ay, ay, your beggar was the faded spectre

Which is the scope of a true beggar's suit,
Of Poverty, that sits upon the threshold

Is worth two farthings, and, in times of plenty, Of these our ruin'd walls. I've been unwise, Will buy a crust of bread. Leonard, to let you speak so oft with me;

FLORA(interrupting him, and addressing her father.) And you a fool to say what you have said.

Sir, let me be a beggar with the time,
E'en let us here break short; and, wise at length, And pray you come to supper.
Hold each our separate way through life's wide

ELEANOR (to OSWALD, apart.)

Must he sit with us? (Looking at DURWARD. LEONARD. Nay, let us rather join our course together, Ay, ay, what else-since we are beggars all ? And share the breeze of tempest, doubling joys, When cloaks are ragged, sure their worth is equal, Relieving sorrows, warding evils off

Whether at first they were of silk or woollen. With mutual effort, or enduring them

ELEANOR. With mutual patience.

Thou art scarce consistent.

This day thou didst refuse a princely banquet,
This is but flattering counsel-sweet and baneful; Because a new made lord was placed above thee;
But mine had wholesome bitter in't.

And now

Ay, ay; but like the sly apothecary,

Wife, I have seen, at public executions, You'll be the last to take the bitter drug

A wretch that could not brook the hand of vioThat you prescribe to others.

lence [They whisper. Eleanor advances to interrupt Should push him from the scaffold, pluck up couthem, followed by GULLCRAMMER.

And, with a desperate sort of cheerfulness,

Take the fell plunge himself-
What, maid, no household cares ?-Leave to your Welcome then, beggars, to a beggar's feast !

The task of filling passing strangers' ears

GULLCRAMMER (who has in the meanwhile seated With the due notes of welcome.


But this is more.- A better countenance, -.

Fair fall the hands that sous'd it !- than this hog's,

Be it thine, 0, Mistress Flora, the more useful talent

Or prettier provender than these same sausages,

(By what good friend sent hither, shall be nameless, of filling strangers' stomachs with substantials; That is to say, - for learned commentators

Doubtless some youth whom love hath made proDo so expound substantials in some places,

fuse,) With a sous'd bacon-face and sausages.

[Smiling significantly at ELEANOR and FLORA.

No prince need wish to peck at. Long, I ween, FLORA (apart.)

Since that the nostrils of this house (by metaphor, Would thou wert sous'd, intolerable pedant, I mean the chimneys) smell’d a steam so grateful Base, greedy, perverse, interrupting coxcomb!

By your good leave I cannot dally longer.

(Helps himself Hush, coz, for we'll be well aveng'd on him,

Oswald (places DURWARD above GULLORAMMER.) And ere this night goes o'er, else woman's wit Meanwhile, sir, Cannot o'ertake her wishes.

Please it your youthful learning to give place [She proceeds to arrange scats. Oswald and To gray hairs and to wisdom; and, moreover,

DURWARD come forward in conversation. If you had tarried for the benediction* (MS.—"Both smack of better days," &c.]

* (MS.--"Whereas your genuine copper halfpenny.")






GULLCRAMMER (somerhat abashed.)

The influence feels already !--we will revel!
I said grace to myself. Our banquet shall be loud!-it is our last.
Oswald (not minding him.)

Katleen, thy song. - And waited for the company of others,

KATLEEX. It had been better fashion. Time has been,

Not now, my lord-I mean to sing to-night I should have told a guest at Devorgoil,

For this same moderate, grave, and reverend clerBearing himself thus forward, he was saucy.

(He seats himself, and helps the company and I'll keep my voice till then.

himself in dumb-show. There should be a
contrast betwixt the precision of his aristo-

cratic cirility and the rude under-breeding Your round refusal shows but cottage breeding

KATLEEN. OSWALD (having tasted the dish next him.) Ay, my good aunt, for I was cottage nurtured, Whv, this is venison, Eleanor !

And taught, I think, to prize my own wild will

Above all sacrifice to compliment.

Here is a huntsman-in his eyes I read it, Eh! What! Let's see(Pushes across Oswald, and helps himself. What time fierce Claver' se, with his Cavaliers,

He sings the martial song my uncle loves,
It may be venison-

Ahjuring the new change of government,
I'm sure 'tis not beef, veal, muiton, lamb or pork. Forcing his fearless way through timorous friends,
Eke, I am sure, that be it what it will,

And enemies as timorous, left the capital It is not half so good as sausages,

To rouse in James's cause the distant Highlands. Or as a sow's face sous'd.

Have you ne'er heard the song, my noble uncle ? OSWALD.

OSWALD. Eleanor, whence all this ?

Have I not heard, wench ?-It was I rode next ELEANOR.


Wait till to-morrow, 'Tis thirty summers since-rode by his rein; You shall know all. It was a happy chance We marched on through the alarm'd city, That furnish'd us to meet so many guests.

As sweeps the osprey through a flock of gulls,

[Fills wine. Who scream and flutter, but dare no resistance Try if your cup be not as richly garnish'd

Against the bold sea-empress--They did murmur, As is your trencher.*

The crowds before us, in their sullen wrath,

And those whom we had pass'd, gathering fresh KATLEEN (apart.)

courage, My aunt adheres to the good cautious maxim 0f, -"Eat your pudding, friend, and hold your Een as the brave bark minds the bursting billows,

Cried havoc in the rear--we minded them tongue.'

Which, yielding to her bows, burst on her sides, Oswald (lastes the wine.)

And ripple in her wake.--Sing me that strain, It is the grape of Bordeaux.

[To LEONARD Such da nties, once familiar to my board,

And thou shalt have a meed I seldom tender, Have been estranged from't long.

Because they're all I have to give--my thanks. (He again fills his glass, and continues to speak as he holds it up.

LEONARD. Fill round, my friends-here is a treacherous friend Nay, if you'll bear with what I cannot help, now

A voice that's rough with hollowing to the hounds, Smiles in your face, yet seeks to steal the jewel, I'll sing the song even as old Rowland taught me. Which is distinction between man and bruteI mean our reason-this he does, and smiles. But are not all friends treacherous ?-one shall

AIR-" The Bonnets of Bonny Dundee." cross you

To the Lords of Convention 'twas Claver'se who spose, Even in your dearest interests--one shall slander "Ere the King's crown shall fall there are crowns to be broke ; you

So let each Cavalier who loves honour and ine, This steal your daughter, that defraud your purse;

Come fullow the bonnet of Bonny Dundee. But this gay flask of Bordeaux will bui borrow

"Come fill up my cup, come fill up my can, Your sense of mortal sorrows for a season,

Come saddle your horses, and call up your men ; And leave, instead, a gay delirium.

Come open the West Port, and let me gang tree,

And it's room for the bonnets of Bonny Dundee!" Methinks my brain, unused to such gay visitants,

ference was held. These numbers every minute increased, and, * Wooden treochers should be used, and the quaigh, a Scottish in the end, were mistaken in the city for Dundee's adients. drinking cup:

The Convention was then sitting : news were carried thither that + ["Dundee, enraged at his enemics, and still more at his Dundee was at the gates with an army, and had prevailed upon friends, resolved to retire to the Highlands, and to make prepa: the governor of the Castle to fire upon the town. The Duke of rations for civil war, but with secrecy; for he had been ordered Hamilton, whose intelligence was better, had the presence of by James to make no public insurrection until assistance sbould mind, by improving the moment of agitation, to overwhelm the be sent him from Ireland.

one party and provoke the other, by their fears. He ordered the " Whilst Dundee was in this temper, information was brought doors of the house to be shut, and the keys to be laid on the tatin him, whether true or false is uncertain, that some of the Cove before him. He cried out, That there was danger within as well panters had associated themselves to assassinate him, in revengo as without doors ; that traitors must be held in confinement unta! for his former severities against their party, He flew to the Con. the present danger was over: brit that the friends of liberty hand vention and demanded justice. The Duke of Hamilton, who nothing to fear, for that thou ands were ready to start up in thes wished to get rid of a troublesome adversary, treated his com defence, at the staip of his tout.' He ordered the drums to be plaint with neglect; and in order to sting him in the tenderest beat and the trumpets to sound through the city. In an instant part, reflected upon that connage which could be alarmed by ima vast swarms of those who had been brutight into town by ha ginary dangers. Dundee left the house in a rage, mounted his and Sir John Dalrymple from the westem counties, and who had horso, and with a troop of fifty horsemen who had deserted to been hitherto hid in garrels and cellars, showed the mselves in the him from his regiment in England, galloped through the city. stroeta; not. Indeed, in the proper babiliments of war, but in Being asked by one of his friends, who stopt him, where he ams, and with looks fierce and sullen, as if they felt disdain a was going?' he waved his hat, and is reported to have answered, their former conrealment. This unexpected right increased the

Wherever the spirit of Montrose shall direct me.' In passing noise and tumult of the town, which grew loudest in the square under the walls of the Castle, he stopt, scrambled up the preci- adjoining to the bouse where the members were confined, and pice at a place difficult and dangerous, and held a conference appeared euill loudler to those who wire within, because they with the Duke of Gordon at a postern-gate, the marks of which were ignorant of the cause from which the tunult arise, and are still to be seen, though the gate itself is built up. Hoping, caught contagion from the anxious looks of each other. After in vain, to infuse the vigour of his own spirit into the Duko, he some hours, the doors were thrown open, and the Whig members, pressed him to retire with him into the Highlands, raise his vas as they went out, were received with acclamations, and those of sals there, who were numerous, brave, and faithful, and leave the the opposite party with the threats and curses of a prepared command of the castle to Winram, the lieutenant-governor, an populace. Terrified by the prospect of future alarms, many of officer on whom Dundee could rely. The Duke concealed his timi the adherents of James quitte the Convention, and retired to dity under the excuse of a soldier. 'A soldier,' suid he, 'cannot the country; most of them changed sides ; only a very few of in honour quit the post that is assigned him.' The novelty of the the most resolute continued their attendance."--DALRYMPLE'S sight drew numbers to the foot of the rock upon which the con Meinoirs vol. ü. p 305.)


Dundee he is mounted, he rides up the street,

mour, which falls with a crash.t All rise Tle bells are rung backward, the drums they are beat;

in surprise and fear, except GulcRAMMER, But the Provost, douce man, said, "Just e'en let him be, The Gude Town is weel quit of that Deil of Dundee."

who tumbles over backwards, and lies still. Come fill up my cup, &c.

OSWALD. As he mode down the sanctified bends of the Bow,

That sounded like the judgment-peal- the roof
Ilk carline was flyting and shaking her pow;

Still trembles with the volley.
But the young plants of grace they look'd couthie and slee,
Thinking, luck to thy bonnet, thou Bonny Dundce!

Come fill up my cup, &c.

Happy those
With sous-featured Whigs the Grassmarket was cramm'd, Who are prepared to meet such fearful summons.-
Asif half the West had set tryst to be hang'd ;*

Leonard, what dost thou there?
There was epite in each look, there was fear in each ee,
As they watch'd for the bonnets of Bonny Dundee.

LEONARD (supporting FLORA.)
Come fill up my cup, &c.

The duty of a manThese cowls of Kilmarnock had spits and had spears, Supporting innocence. Were it the final call, And lang.hafted gullies to kill Cavaliers;

I were not misemploy'd.
But they shrunk to close hends, and the causeway was free,
At the toss of the bonnet of Bonny Dundee.

Come fill up my cup, &c.

The armour of my grandsire hath fall’n down, le spurr'd to the foot of the proud Castle rock,

And old saws have spoke truth.-(Musing.) The And with the gay Gordon be gallantly spoke ;

fiftieth year** Let Mons Meg and her marrows speak twa, words or three, Devorgoil's feast at fullest! What to think of itFor the love of the bonnet of Bonny Dundee." Come fill up my cup, &c.

LEONARD (lifting a scroll which had fallen with the The Gordon demands of him which way he goes

armour.) "Where'er shall direct me the shade of Montrose !

This may inform us.
Your Grace in short space shall hear tidings of me,
Or that low lies the bonnet of Bonny Dundee."

(Attempts to read the manuscript, shakes his Come fill up my cup, &c.

head, and gives it to Oswald. “ There are hills beyond Pentland, and lands beyond Forth,

But not to eyes unlearn'd it tells its tidings.
If there's lords in the Lowlands, there's chiefs in the North;

There are wild Duniawansals three thousand times three,
Will cry hoigh ! for the bonnet of Bonny Dundee.

Hawks, hounds, and revelling consumed the hours Come fill up my cup, &c.

I should have given to study. * Tbere's brass on the target of barken'd bull hide,


[Looks at the manuscript. There's sterl in the scabbard that dangles beside ;

These characters I spell not more than thou. The brass shall be burnish'd, the steel shall flash free,

They are not of our dav, and, as I think, At a toss of the bonnet of Bonny Dundee.

Not of our language.-Where's our scholar now Come fill up my cup, &c.

So forward at the banquet? Is he laggard "Away to the hills, to the caves, to the rocks

Upon a point of learning ?
Ere I own a usurper, I'll conch with the fox;
Add tremble, false Whigs, in the midst of your glee,

You have not seen the last of my bonnet and me!"
Come fill up my cup, &c.

Here is the man of letter'd dignity,

F'en in a piteous case.
He waved his proud hand, and the trumpeta were blown,
The kettle-drums clash'd, and the horsemen rode on,

[Drags GULLCRAMMER forward. Till on Ravelston's chiffs and on Clermiston'a lee,

OSWALD. Died away the wild war-notes of Bunny Dundee

Art waking, craven ? canst thou read this scroll ? Come fill up my cup, come fill up my can, Come saddle the horses and call up the mon,

Or art thou only learn'd in sousing swine's flesh, Come open your gates, and let me gae free,

And prompt in eating it ?
For it's up with the bonnets of Bonny Dundee !


Eh-ah!-oh-ho !--Have you no better time
Katleen, do thou sing now. Thy uncle's cheerful; To tax a man with riddles, than the moment
We must not let his humour ebb again.

When he scarce knows whether he's dead or living?. KATLEEN.

OSWALD. But I'll do better, aunt, than if I sung,

Confound the pedant !-can you read the scroll, For Flora can sing blithe; so can this huntsman, As he has shown e'en now; let them duet it.

Or can you noi, sir ?-if you can, pronounce

Its meaning speedily.

Well, huntsman, we must give to freakish maiden

Can I read it, quotha !
The freedom of her fancy.-Raise the carol.

When at our learned University,
And Flora, if she can, will join the measure. I gain'd first premium for Hebrew learning-

Which was a pound of high-dried Scottish snuff,
When friends are met o'er merry cheer,

And half a peck of onions, with a bushel
And lovely eyes are laughing near,

Of curious oatmeal,--our learn'd Principal
And in the goblet's bosoin clear

Did say, "Melchisedek, thou canst do any thing !"'
The cares of day are drown'd;
When pung are made, and bumpers quaff'd,

Now comes he with his paltry scroll of parchment,
And wild Wit whoots his roving shaft,

And,“ Can you read it ?''- After such affront,
And Mirth his jovial laugh has laugh'd.

The point is, if I will.
Then is our banquet crown'd,
Ah guy,

Then is our banquet crown'd.

A point soon solved,
When glees are gung, and catches trollid,

Unless you choose to sleep among the frogs;
And bashfulness grows bright and bold,

For look you, sir, there is the chamber window,
And benuty is no longer cold,

Beneath it lies the lake.
And age no longer dull;
When chimes are brief, and cocks do crow,

To tell us it is time to go,
Yet how to part we do not know,

Kind Master Gullcrammer, beware my husband,
Then is our feast at full,

He brooks no contradiction--'tis his fault,

And in his wrath he's dangerous.
Then is our feast at full.
OSWALD (rises with the cup in his hand.)

GULLCRAMMER (looks at the scroll, and mutters as if

reading. Devorgoil's feast is fullDrink to the pledge!

Hashgaboth, hotch-potch[A tremendous burst of thunder follows these Ten rashersen bacon, mish-mash venison,

A simple matter this to make a rout of words of the Song; and the lightning Sausagian soused-fuce—"Tis a simple catalogue should seem to strike the suit of black Ar

I should think this may be contrivoil, hy having a transpa* (Previous to 1784, the Grassmarket was the common place rent zig-zag in the flat-scene, immediately above the armour, feracution at Edinburgh. ]

Buddenly and very strongly illuminated.

Ah gily,








Of our small gupper-made by the grave sage

GULLCRAMMER. Whose prescience knew this night that we should

The hound will have his bone. feast

[Takes up the platter of meat, and a flask On venison, hash'd sow's face, and sausages, And hung his steel-coat for a supper-bell

Flora, show him his chamber-take him hence, Een let us to our provender again,

Or, by the name I bear, I'll see his brains !
For it is written we shall finish it,
And bless our stars the lightning left it us.

Ladies, good night!-I spare, you, sir, the pains.

[Erit, lighted by FLORA with a lamp. This must be impudence or ignorance! The spirit of rough Erick stirs within me, And I will knock thy brains out if thou palterest;

The owl has fled.—I'll not to bed to-night; Expound the scroll to me!

There is some change impending o'er this house,

For good or ill. I would some holy man

Were here, to counsel us what we should do!
You're over hasty;

Yon witless thin-faced gull is but a cassock
And yet you may be right too—"Tis Samaritan, Stuft'd out with chaff and straw.
Now I look closer on'i, and I did take it
For simple Hebrew.

DURWARD (assuming an air of dignity.)

I have been wont, DURWARD. 'Tis Hebrew to a simpleton,

In other days, to point to erring mortals That we see plainly, friend-Give me the scroll.

The rock which they should anchor on.

[He holds up a Cross--the rest take a posture

of devotion, and the Scene closes. Alas, good friend! what would you do with it?

DURWARD (takes it from him.)
My best to read it, sir-The character is Saxon,
Used at no distant date within this district;

And thus the tenor runs-nor in Samaritan,
Nor simple Hebrew, but in wholesome English :-
, thy bright moon waneth,

A ruinous Anteroom in the Castle-Enter KATAnd the rust thy harness staineth;

LEEN, fantastically dressed to play the character of Servile guests the banquet soil

Cockledemoy, with the visor in her hand.
Of the once proud Devorgoil.
But should Black Erick's armour fall,

I've scarce had time to glance at my sweet person, Look for guests shall scare you all !

Yet this much could I see, with half a glance, They shall come e'er peep of day, —

My elfish dress becomes me-I'll not mask me Wake and watch, and hope and pray.

Till I have seen Lance Blackthorn-Lance! I say, KATLEEN (to FLORA.)

[Calle Here is fine foolery-an old wall shakes

Blackthorn, make haste!
At a loud thunder-clap-down comes a suit
Of ancient armour, when its wasted braces

Enter BLACKTHORN, half dressed as Owlspiegle.
Wero all too rotten to sustain its weight-
A beggar cries out, Miracle! and your father,

BLACKTHORN. Weighing the importance of his name and lineage, Here am 1-Blackthorn in the upper half, Must needs believe the dotard !*

Much at your service; but my nether parts

Are goblinized and Owlspiegled. I had much ado Mock not, I pray you: this may be too serious.

To get these trankums on. I judge Lord Erick,

Kept no good house, and starved his quondam barKATLEEN.

ber. And if I live till morning, I will have

KATLEEN. The power to tell a better tale of wonder

Peace, ass, and hide you-Gullcrammer is coming; Wrought on wise Gullcrammer. I'll go prepare me. He left the hall before, but then took fright,

[Exit. And e'en sneak'd back. The Lady Flora lights him

Trim occupation for her ladyship! I have not Katleen's spirit, yet I hate

Had you seen Leonard, when she left the hall This Gullcrammer too heartily, to stop

On such fine errand ! Any disgrace that's hasting towards him.

BLACKTHORN, OSWALD (to whom the Beggar has been again This Gullcrammer shall have a bob extraordinary reading the scroll.)

For my good comrade's sake. - But tell me, Katleen,
'Tis a strange prophecy !--The silver moon, What dress is this of yours?
Now waning sorely, is our ancient bearing-
Strange and unfitting guests-

A page's, fool !
GULLCRAMMER (interrupting him.)

Ay, ay, the matter
Is, as you say, all moonshine in the water.

I'm accounted no great scholar,
But 'tis a page that I would fain peruse
A little closer.

(Approaches her. How mean you, sir ? (threatening.)

Put on your spectacles,
To show that I can rhyme And try if you can read it at this distance,
With yonder bluegown. Give me breath and time, For you shall come no nearer.
I will maintain, in spite of his pretence,
Mine exposition had the better sense-
It spoke good victuals and increase of cheer;,

But is there nothing, then, save rank imposture,
And his, more guests to eat what we have 'here- In all these tales of goblinry at Devorgoil ?
An increment right needless.

My aunt's grave lord thinks otherwise, supposing Get thee gone;

That his great name so interests the Heavens, To kennel, hound !

That miracles must needs bespeak its fall(MS.-"A begging knave cries out, a Miracle !

I would that I were in a lowly cottage
And your good sire, doting on the importance

Beneath the greenwood, on its walls no armour of his high birth and house, must needs believe him.") To court the levin-bolt



















FLORA. And a kind husband, Katleen, Hush, hush, hush! To ward such dangers as must needs come nigh.- Perhaps he hears us now-in an under tone) -A My father's cottage stands so low and lone,

merry spirit ; That you would think it solitude itself;

None of your elves that pinch folks black and blue, The greenwood shields it from the northern blast, For lack of cleanliness. And, in the woodbine round its latticed casement, The linnet's sure to build the earliest nest

As for that, Mistress Flora, In all the forest.

My taffeta doublet hath been duly brush'd,

My shirt hebdomadal put on this morning. Peace, you fool, they come. Flora lights GULLCRAMMER across the Stage. Why, you need fear no goblins. But this Owlspiegle KATLEEN (when they have passed.)

Is of another class ;-yet has his frolics; Away with you

Cuts hair, trims beards, and plays amid'his antics On with your cloak-be ready at the signal.

The office of a sinful mortal barber.

Such is at least the rumour.
And shall we talk of that same cottage, Katleen,
At better leisure ?-I have much to say

He will not cut my clothes, or scar my face,
In favour of my cottage.

Or draw my blood?

If you will be talking,

Enormities like these
You know I can't prevent you.

Were never charged against him.

That's enough. And, Mistress Flora, would you smile on me,
(Aside.). I shall have leave, I see, to spell the page If, prick'd by the fond hope of your approval,
A little closer, when the due time comes.

I should endure this venture?


I do hope

I shall have cause to smile. Scene changes to GULLCRAMMER'S Sleeping Apartment.--He enters, ushered in by Flora, who sets

Well! in that hope on the table a flask, with the lamp.

I will embrace the achievement for thy sake.

(She is going. A flask, in case your Reverence be athirsty;

Yet, stay, stay, stay!-on second thoughts I will not A light, in case your Reverence be afear'd:

I've thought on it, and will the mortal cudgel And so sweet slumber to your Reverence.

Rather endure than face the ghostly razor

Your crab-tree's tough but blunt, -your razor's Kind Mrs. Flora, will you ?-eh! eh! eh!


But, as the overb goes, 'tis cruel sharp.
Will I what?

I'll to thy father, and unto his pleasure
Submit these destined shoulders.

Tarry a little ?

But you shall not, FLORA (smiling.)

Believe me, sir, you shall not; he is desperate, Kind Master Gullcrammer,

And better far be trimm'd by ghost or goblin,
How can you ask me aught so unbecoming?

Than by my sire in anger; there are stores

Of hidden treasure, too, and Heaven knows what,
Oh, fie, fie, fie !-Believe me, Mistress Flora, Buried among these ruins-you shall stay.
Tis not for that-but being guided through

(Apart.). And if indeed there be such sprite as OwlsSuch dreary galleries, stairs, and suites of rooms,

piegle, To this same cubicle, I'm somewhat loath

And, lacking him, that thy fear plague thee not To bid adieu to pleasant company.

Worse than a goblin, I have miss'd my purpose,
Which else stands good in either case. -Good-night,

(Exit, and double-locks the door. A flattering, compliment !-In plain truth you are frighten'd.


Nay, hold ye, hold :-Nay, gentle Mistress Flora,
What! frighten'd?-1-1-am not timorous.

Wherefore this ceremony?- She has lock'd me in,
And left me to the goblin (Listening.)-So, so, so!

I hear her light foot trip to such a distance,
Perhaps you've heard this is our haunted chamber? That I believe the castle's breadth divides me
But then it is our best-Your Reverence knows, From human company. I'm ill at ease-
That in all tales which turn upon a ghost,

But if this citadel (Laying his hand on his stomach) Your traveller belated has the luck

were better victuall'd, To enjoy the haunted room-it is a rule :

It would be better mann'd. [Sits doon and drinks. To some it were a hardship, but to you,

She has a footstep light, and taper ankle. [Chuckles. Who are a scholar, and not timorous

Aha! that ankle! yet, confound it too,

But for those charms Melchisedek had been I did not say I was not timorous,

Snug in his bed at Mucklewhame- I say, I said I was not temerarious.

Confound her footstep, and her instep too, Ill to the hall again.

To use a cobler's phrase.-There I was quaint.

Now, what to do in this vile circumstance,

To watch or go to bed, I can't determine;
You'll do your pleasure.
But you have somehow moved my father's anger,

Were I a-bed, the ghost might catch me napping, And you had better meet our playful Owlspiegle.

And if I watch, my terrors will increase

As ghostly hours approach. I'll to my bed So is our goblin callid-than face Lord Oswald.

E'en in my taffeta doublet, shrink my head

Beneath the clothes-leave the lamp burning there, Owlspiegle?

[Sets it on the table. It is an uncouth and outlandish name,

And trust to fate the issue. And in mine ear sounds fiendish.

(He lays aside his cloak, and brushes it, as







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