Morning herald., 1839-12-11


ca,h-Whv. what's the matter with SIR Rupert
The gentleman gone mad3 think myself
A steflrc lover but take no oath,
Excepl 20 a .sh and bood. Sir Rupert, what's
Your thought Of mistress
SirR- vitality
Precious peculiar, not to be supplied;
Once with yosr beng joined, part Of It
Cath Humph and you believe, Sir Rupert,
You have met with such thing
Sir R. have. +,
Cath Anu whe'c
Sir Rim Catherine
Cath Heaven help the man. he speaks
| Al ifhe tho ght himself in earnest, sirs
whom said he now he'd break lance for
| Cir r ard SirO- Her.
Cath. For Cathe rine, poor man far better break
lance for the Countess: as the lists, they say,
| Are open to all challenges that bear
sirO- So they are, and we
Design to try our fortune, and lament
| Not to find Sir Rupert Of our mind. -
Cath-That mortifes you, does it? SO, Sir kuPert'
/ Will you make suit again to Catharine,
Say she comes back again, released from ner
Sir r. will make suit to her!
My heart is ever lying at her iee!. 10.
| Cath-"ris neighbor then to in ungainiy shoe;
She has broken her ancle and the awk~araieecn
Who set il for her made a bOtch OF IT,
Her foot's awry; she limps; her taper wais',
So straight before when she moved, goes zig gag
now.
/
Sir R-'rhe gait and shape of the gentle Cather'ne
Are IN her heart, no fracture warping there;
Sir O-With what serious face you play the chsat.
| Cath-Sir, l look serious at a serisus 'hins'
Sir rC-lsi not as you says p.,;., ,,;s not.
But take this with you; should be more grleved
| Than you would, to disparase Catherine.
Sir C My love doth halt.
| Cath have not told him all.
| Sir O-What, is there more to come!
| Cath Listen-yon II near
| So Sir YOU make rstaners Of your eyes Ito ). X.
Nor feast at the table, but eschew
Their homely fare, though mea as noble deem
| A weturned leg dainty, let that pass;
But give not me mistress with iair
Transparent skin, tha, you can see beneath
| Tracery costli-r than veins OF gold.
Suppose they lay in bed OF aiabaster:
| 1t never stands the weather
Sir O. Is she changed
In her complexion?
Cath Do not urge me, Sir
To speak more than do speak speaking that
| Sir c. What! has she turned from ivory to
Cath;-Any thing you plsaseMi M.h0.a0va
Cath--You say it for me, Pm beholden to you;
IRIS hard 10 sneak unwelcome things Of friends
| Sir O-And hard 10 hear them, too, Sir Rupert:
| Sir O. And what resolve you!
| Sir r. Wha'
did resolve before-to break no lance
EXCEPT for Catherine. Her maiden thoughts
Tekt TO the dantiest conceit oil love
| And generous affections, might unveii
Themselves to moGesty without Its Dlush,
| Are Cathai ines complexion! lhe'res'J
| Cath HE'S mac
Is Mt he, sir? Have twenty masses said,
That YOU preserve your wits! seeing the thing
That turned his brain for him, you all anect.
Think you 'tw Ill bring him TO his senses, SITS,
To tellhim she hath squandered all her wealth.
Sir O-Better she had halted in her gait than ,ha''
Sir Cor cast her white skin Tor an Ethiops!
You do not tell Us sol
Cath III tell it him.
Sir O-But tsol
She was a prudent girl
Before she went
Cath Man, sir, Is but plant,
Although he holds rank in botany;
And as with change OF climate plants VIII cnenge,
Thrive more or less, or take no root at all,
So ran discovers strange diversity
Transferr'G 10 sun and soil not native to him.
SirO-Butare her riches dwindledf
| Sir c. Has she shrunk,
Indeed, from afliuence to poverty
Cath-Sir, you shall Judge from particular.
From morn till night she is in masquerade,
upon her,
walk'd with her, talk'd with her. Can this be
done
| AT light expcnse7 Moreover. sir she kccps
Bad company! nor that Of her own sex;
| Two arrant knaves especially that stick
Like leeches to her. and will ne'er fall off
/ Long as she suffers them, while there's drop
To gorge.
Sir O. She is ruin'd utterly.
| Sire Updope,
Beyond redemption. Look, Sir Rupert.
| Sir R. Well!
Sir C-Catherine's for hIre she must take service
/ All her wealth 10 gone.
SIR R-lchecrfully Isgonel
| Sire ID makes Won clad.
| Sir R-Now could WOO her with the best OF ye.
| Her match in fortune, could praise her now
Dreading no charge Of vensl dattery;
| Fair sir, take pity on an honest heart
And loving one, and as You know the haunt
This gentle fawn has skunk to, tell il me
| That may straight o'ertskc and make her mine.
Sir n Better you wait TO morrows tournament.
! As we shall.
Catherine Gentlemen, YOU do net know
Your man Tell me nsey-woclsey maid,
With haltng gait and saffron. colot'd skin.
And not dot to make market with them,
Could FOR . moment in comparison
Stand with the Countessl who coald credit it'll
The simple truth is this, your friend lacks met.
Sir X Sirl tie.
Cath rinc- lie can hIuster, that is evident.
See what giant he would eat me up
IL he could: bat think you, sirs, heed his club
Give me straw, III face him. You mistake
Your friend his frame . robust enough, but,
His spirit IS a lean one. faith,
Sir R 'Sdeath, sir!
Catherine Ho!
| If you have sworn into agues, sir
Don't try your skili on My parrot swcars
As well AS you, and Just much heed him.
.r.s, all.u utnr pSha