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A COMEDY.
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taken such a dislike to me that I hate to have any thing to say to her.

WORSHIPTON.

So much the better. Yes, yes! things will go swimmingly on: I shall soon jockey them all.

(Exeunt.


SCENE III. A chamber all littered over with books, papers, old coats, shoes, &c. &c. Amaryllis discovered sitting by a table with a pen in his hand, and paper before him. After musing some time, he writes, and then blots out what he has written.

AMARYLLIS (to himself).

This won't do: it does not sound well. What a teasing thing it is, when one has got a beautiful line, to be stopp'd thus for want of a good rhyme to couple with it! (repeating with great emphasis and gesticulation)

 

"On thy ideal pinions let me fly,
"High-soaring Fancy, far above the sky:
"Beyond the starry sphere towering sublime,
"Where vulgar thought hath never dar'd to—

No, climb does not please me: it is too heavy a motion for thought. (Musing and rubbing his forehead.)

"Beyond all thought inspiring vulgar rhyme."

No, that won't do neither. (Musing again and biting his nails.) Pest take it! if I should bite my