This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1873 edition. Excerpt: .but To own, and wear their masters worser sins; And what a load thou wilt be taught to bear, When his, oppressing thee, must needs be laid Upon as great a burden as thine own. Eume.

Thou cruel, and suspicious Oramont Whither is all thy virtue gone 1 I neer Believd I could be angry until now. My heart rebels within my breast, and chides me For every tear I shed, as if on thee My pity were misspent; yet cause thou wert My brother-once, I would not have it said I left thee in captivity. Procure Thy freedom with this wealth--For misery Doth seldom mend, but makes the wicked worse. Ora. I rather will return, my bonds Still wear, as gaudy bracelets on my wrists; In a dark dungeon sit, there mourn thy loss, And curse that treacherous fate, which first did bring Thy luckless beauty to the tempting King. Exeunt. Act II. Scene I.

Enter Oramont, Thorello, Saladine, and Aleran. Ora. You can instruct me, sir. I have a suit Unto the King, and would attend where I May stand within the level of his eye. Takes he this way ins passage from the park 1 Thor. Tis not in s powr tavoid you, sir, if you Stay here; but in our judgements, that have got The bold ambition to be styld your friends, Twere fitter, noble Oramont, men of Your early virtue, and still growing worth, Should have the fortune rather to command, Than wait among the common crowd. Ora. You grace me with your kind opinion, sir; But we must rest contented with our stars.

Could we attain the power to pick and chuse F th firmament, he that created them And us would lose his eminence on earth, For we should make a god of every poor astrono-mer. Salad. Tis piety to wish Yould throw your cloudy sorrows off, and not Affect to wear your virtues in the dark. Aler. My lord we need you.