O la! if there a'nt the dandy gentleman fell off the board, and stuck up to his knees in mud. O dear, O dear! here's a pretty pickle I'm in; will not any kind hand help me out of this dreadful delirium? I cannot possibly survive it. Here, tip us your hand, man; there you are, all safe and sound. Yes, here I may be all safe and sound, but where are both my pumps? Never mind your pumps, all you've got to do is to pump on shore Thus With laughter and racket they all leave the packet, To Paris, dear Paris, they scamper away. ANTONY'S ADDRESS TO THE ROMANS, EXCITING THEM TO REVENGE THE DEATH OF CESAR. FRIENDS, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Cæsar, not to praise him. So are they all, all honourable men ;) Come I to speak in Cæsar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Did this in Cæsar seem ambitious? When that the poor hath cried, Cæsar hath wept : Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see, that, on the Lupercal, I thrice presented him a kingly crown; Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition? Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke; But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause: O judgment thou art fled to brutish beasts, And I must pause till it come back to me. But yesterday the word of Cæsar might O Masters! if I were disposed to stir Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Unto their issue.. If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle: I remember The first time ever Cæsar put it on: 'Twas on a summer's evening in his tent: That day he overcame the Nervii : Look! in this place ran Cassius' dagger through :-See, what a rent the envious Casca made Through this, the well-beloved Brutus stabbed; And as he plucked his cursed steel away, Mark how the blood of Cæsar followed it! This was the most unkindest cut of all! For when the noble Cæsar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms, Quite vanquished him! Then burst his mighty heart: And in his mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, Which all the while ran blood, great Cæsar fell. O what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Good friends! sweet friends! Let me not stir you up To such a sudden flood of mutiny! They that have done this deed are honourable, What private griefs they have, alas, I know not, That made them do it! They are wise and honourable, And will, no doubt, with reason answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts! I am no orator, as Brutus is; But, as you know me all, a plain, blunt man, I tell you that which you yourselves do know Show you sweet Cæsar's wounds, póor, poor, dumb mouths, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony In every wound of Cæsar, that should move WEDLOCK IS A TICKLISH THING. WEDLOCK is a ticklish thing, Hey merrily ho, and ho merrily hey; And will joy or sorrow bring, Hey merrily ho, hey ho! Oh, how delightful pass their days away, Spoken.]-Will you take a walk this morning, my love? Yes, my dear. Then you had better put on your clogs, my chicken, for fear of catching cold. And pray do you put on your great coat, lest you might increase your cough. Thank you my darling, for your care of me. When do you intend to instruct our new willa on Ampstead Eath. Vhy as soon as them 'ere artichecks sends in their dimensions, and so on. Don't forget to have towers and such like things, to make it look all the world as though it wur a little castle. I von't, I von't; and I'll have a worander in front, that you may look at the folk go up and down on a Sunday arternoon. Can't we cover the front with shells to make it look like a, like a-I know, a emintage, you means. Yes, my dear. So ve vill, my duck. Oh, Wedlock's joys are soft and sweet, Hey merrily ho, and ho merrily hey! When fond hearts in union meet, Hey merrily ho, hey ho Let us only change the scene, Ho terrible hey, and hey terrible ho! Ho terrible ho, hey ho! What she proposes, be it good or bad, Spoken.]-Do you dine at home to-day, sir? I can't tell, ma'am. What shall I provide? What you like. Would you like a roasted chicken? You know I don't like roasted chicken. Well, boiled then? Worse and worse. What will you have then? Nothing. Very well, sir. Very well, ma'am. I say, Mr. Shrimp, vhen am I to have that 'ere new polese, vhich you promised me? Vhen you treats a gemman like a gemman, and conducts yourself like a lady. O, not till then. No. Wery vel, sir, then you will let me perish with cold. That I'm sure you von't, for you are alvays in ot vater. O, I vish you vereAt the devil; I know you do, but I'll live a few years longer on purpose to plague you. Thus "Say! hath the licensed hour On our name? "Or doth my warriors' mirth To scare the shuddering earth Like a flag of war unfurl'd, "Lo! its fury rageth higher, Column'd upward to the sky, Like that pyramid of fire Gleaming of old, on high To guide the people of the Lord.- "Tear down each smoking wall Where her bulwarks darkly nod!" And their God! "The sulphureous smoke pour down To mock the conqueror's flightFlames gather like a crown Round the Kremlin's sacred height: That before the blazing war |