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ENTHUSIASM: A COMEDY.
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poor eyes and annoy one. I am a miserable man! What can be done to reclaim her?

LADY SHREWDLY.

Very little, I believe.

LORD WORRYMORE.

Oh, oh!

LADY SHREWDLY.

But do not despair; she may get tired of this hurricane of enthusiasm, after two or three tricks have been played upon her credulity.

LORD WORRYMORE.

You think so.

LADY SHREWDLY.

And it would not, perhaps, be amiss for you to lie by for a time, and make no more attempts to bring back her attention to your own merits. Or if you cannot forbear doing so, do it covertly.

LORD WORRYMORE.

How covertly?

LADY SHREWDLY.

Write another eloquent speech upon some approaching Parliamentary question, and let it be submitted to her criticism, as the composition of some young Irish orator of amazing genius, who has hitherto, from modesty, given silent votes in the house, and you will see how prodigiously she will be struck with the depth, the