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should fall together by the ears, how long tradiction; and to teach and perfect one might we all fight before we should have another in the art and mistery of foul lan. bloody noses ? • Ads-flesh,' says ano- guage, that they might not want impudence ther, now you talk of noses, I have been to abuse passengers upon the Thames, genlooking this half hour to find one in the tlemen in the street, lash their horses for company.' God be prais’d,' says a third, their own faults, and curse one another • tho' we have no noses we have e'ery one a heartily when they happen'd to meet and mouth, and that, by spreading of the table, jostle at the corner of a street. He that seems at present to be the most useful could put on a countenance like a boatmember.' • A meer trick, I dare engage,' swain in hard-weather, and growl and snarl says a bridge-fallen lady, that is put upon like a curst mastiff over a bullock's liver, us by some whimsical gentleman, that loves was a member fit for the thwarting society ; to make a jest of other peoples misfortunes.' and the more indirect answers, or surly im* Let him jest and be damn'd,' cries a dub- pertinent returns he could make to any snouted bully, • if he comes but among us, question, the more he was respected for his and treats us handsomely. If he does not,' contradictory humour, and cross-grain'd says he, I'll pull him by the nose till he abilities : for if any grumbling associate wishes himself without one, like the rest of was so far corrupted with good manners, as the company.'

Pray, gentlemen and la- to make a civil reply to any thing that was dies,' cries an old drowthy captain of ask'd him, he was look'd upon to be an Whitefriers, who had forsaken the plea- effeminate coxcomb, who had suck'd in too sures of whoring for those of drinking, don't much of his mother's milk ; and for his af. let us sit and choak at the fountain-head ;' fectation of gentility, was turn'd out of the and with that they knocked for the drawer, company, for by the orders of the society, and asked him, 'If they might not call for their whole evenings conversation was to wine without the danger of being stop'd for consist of nothing but surly interruptions, the reckoning ? Who answer'd, yes, for and cross purposes. And when any new what they pleas'd, only the gentleman de candidate made a tender of his service to sir'd it might be the forfeiture of a quart, the noisy board, if the responses that he if any one

should presume to put their nose gave upon his knotty examination, were not in the glass.''

as opposit to their queries, as the petulant This club met once a month for a answers of a provok'd wife, to the whimsi. whole joyous year, when its founder cal interrogatories of a drunken husband, and patron died, and then “ the flat- he was rejected, as unworthy of any post in faced community were unhappily dis- contumacious assembly.” solved." An Elegy was recited at the final meeti

from which the follow- V.–The Club of Ugly Faces. extract is not without pathos.

“ To answer the tallyman's superabound“ Mourn for the loss of such a generous ing snout, a second had a chin as long as a friend,

grave patriarchal beard, and in shape like a Whose lofty Nose no humble snout disdain’d; shoeing-horn. A third, disfigurd with a But tho' of Roman height, could stoop so low mouth like a gallon-pot, when both sides are As to sooth those who ne'er a Nose could squees'd near close together. A fourth, with shew.

a nose like the pummel of an andiron, and Ah! sure no noseless club could ever find as full of warts as the beak of a cropper One single Nose so bountiful and kind. pidgeon. A fifth, with eyes like a tumbler, But now, alas ! he's sunk into the deep, one bigger than the other.

A sixth, with a Where neither kings or slaves a Nose shall pair of convex cheeks, as if, like Æolus, the keep.

god of the winds, he had stop'd his breath But where proud Beauties, strutting Beaux, for a time, to be the better able to discharge and all,

a hurrican.

A seventh, with as many wens Must soon into the noseless fashion fall; and warts upon his forehead as there are Thither

your friend in complaisance is gone knots and prickles upon an old thornback. To have his Nose, like yours, reduced to An eighth, with a pair of skinny jaws that none."

wrap'd over in folds, like the top of an old

boot, or the hide of a rhinoceros. A ninth, IV.-The Surly Club.

with a tush strutting beyond his lips, as if

he had been begot by a man-teger. A tenth “ This wrangling society was chiefly com- with a hair-lip that had drawn his mouth posed of master carmen, lightermen, old into as many corners as a minc'd pye, made Billingsgate porters, and rusty tun-belly'd by the hussifly wife of a formal mathema. badge watermen, and kept at a Mungril tician. The eleventh, with a huge Laudertavern near Billingsgate-Dock, where city dale head, as big, in circumference, as the dames us'd to treat their journey-men with golden ball under St Paul's cross, and a sneakers of punch and new oisters. The face so fiery, that the ruddy front of the principal ends that the members propos’d, orbicular lump, which stood so elevated upin thus convening themselves together once on his lofty shoulders, made it look like the a week, were to exercise the spirit of con- faming urn on the top of the monument.



A twelfth, with a countenance as if his pare mischievous fools had thus shaken off their ents, when he was young, had clap'd his humanity, and taken upon 'em the bestial chin upon an anvil, and gave him a knock imitation of hounds, wolves, and tigers, upon the crown with a smith's sledge, that they would lie perdu upon the grass in one had shorten'd his phiz, and struck all his of the borders of the fields, till they heard features out of their proper places ; with some single person treading along the pathmany other such comical, clownish, surly, way; then up would they all start with antick, moody, booby faces, that the wood. their swords drawn, and running furiously en gravers, who cut the prints for the fright- towards him, would cry aloud, " That's ful heads, upon stone-bottles, and the car. he; bloody-wounds, that's he :" Upon vers, who us’d to noch out preposterous which, away would run the person, whethcherubs upon base-viols, and stern whiskers er gentle or simple, as if the devil drove upon barbers blocks, were often introduc'd him, with the pack of two-legd whelps, upon their club-nights, by some interest making such a noise at his heels, that the peror other, on purpose to oblige their fancy secuted mortal, to escape the fury of his folwith new originals, that each might sell their lowers, would spur on nature with his fear commodities, for the singularity of the faces to such a violent speed, that, with overstrainwith which they had adorn'd 'em.”

ing, the poor hunted runaway, especially if a Both the above clubs dwindled away coward, generally drop'd sounething in his

breeches that made him stink as strong as in a few years. The SURLY CLUB SO

either a fox or pole-cat. Thus they scour'd growled that they were indicted as a

him along like a buck in a paddy-course, nuisance; and the ugLY FACES hav

till he had taken sanctuary in some of the ing behaved very unhandsomely in adjacent streets, where he wouid run comblack-balling a candidate whose quali- monly into an ale-house, half dead with fications were indisputable, the presi- fear, to recover breath, and to mundify his sident, who was esteemed the ugliest breeches ; and there amuse them with such man of his day, left the chair; and a terrible story, as if he had not only run, the club having thus lost its chief de- but fought the gantlope thro' a regiment of

ruffians, and bravely defended himself by formity, the members no longer felt a

his hands as well as his heels, from a gang pride in belonging to it;--the secre

of rogues, or a drunken company of madtary-treasurer resigned, the funds, men.

If they happend to bolt upon a amounting to 175. 4d., were equally sturdy gentleman, that would rather chuse divided among thirty-seven persons,

to die in the bed of hononr than to owe his and the Club of Ugly Faces was safety to a nimble pair of heels, the cowards no more. No less than thirty other would shear off; cry they were all misclubs are described in this singular taken ; that it was not he: But who ever volume. But I fear that I have al

ran for it, they pursu'd as close as if they ready occupied too much of your pages, murder ; that their game being terrify'd

were fully resolv'd both for robbery and so shall conclude my extracts with the with dreadful apprehensions, would scour following account of a singular associ« o'er the field like an insolvent debtor before ation, the MAN-HUNTING CLUB. a herd of bailiffs, or a new marry'd seaman

“ A parcel of wild young rakes, whose from a gang of pressmasters. And when principal education had been in Chancery the rakehelly hunters had thus delighted Lane, among those vertuous accademies the themselves with the mad recreation of three sober offices of the law and equity, frequent

or four chases, then tir'd with their sport, ing a tavern near the Tenniscourt play-' they would return to the club, and enterhouse, on the back of Lincolns-Inn Fields, tain their associates with the particulars of at length settled a club there, that 'they their pastime.” might every evening project new extravagancies to exercise the ungovernable fury of their incultivated youth. Among the rest of their wild maggots, and whimsical contrivances that they put in practice, to entertain the brutality of unpolish'd nature, they had form’d a new sort of pastime,

No V. which was hunting of men over LincolnsInn Fields, that they should happen to The White Devil; or, Vittoria Corommeet crossing at ten or eleven a clock at

bona.-WEBSTER. night; so that about those hours two or three couple of hair-brain’d puppies us’d This Play is so disjointed in its action, frequently to be commanded out by the Chairman (to which honourable post the

--the incidents are so capricious and first comer was intituled), who were to beat

so involved,--and there is, throughout, about for game, and to report, upon their such a mixture of the horrible and return, what sport they had met with, for the absurd—the comic and the tráthe diversion of the company. When the gic--the pathetic and the ludicrous,



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that we find it impossible, within our Checquer'd with cross sticks, there came narrow limits, to give any thing like stealing in a complete and consistent analysis of Your dutchess and my husband; one of them it. All we shall attempt, therefore, And in rough terms they'gan to challenge me

A pick-ax bore, th' other a rusty spade, will be to present our readers with

About this yew. such specimens as may serve to cha- Brachiano. That tree? racterise the peculiar genius of Web- Vittoria. This harmless yew ;

They told me my intent was to root up In the first scene, between Lodo- That well-grown yew, and plant i’ the stead

of it vico, a decayed Count, under sentence of banishment, and Antonelli and Gas- A wither'd black-thorn ; and for that they

vow'd paro, dependents of the Duke of Flor

To bury me alive: my husband straight ence, we are told, that

With pick-ax 'gan to dig, and your fell Paulo Giordano Ursini,

dutchess The Duke of Brachiano, now lives in Rome, With shovel, like a fury, voided out And by close panderism seeks to prostitute The earth, and scatter'd bones : lord, how The honour of Vittoria Corombona.

methought Flamineo, brother to Corombona, is s trembled ! and yet for all this terror secretary to the Duke of Brachiano, I could not pray.

Flam. No; the devil was in your dream. and basely lends his aid to accomplish

Vit. When to my rescue there arose, methe dishonour of his sister.

He contrives to admit him into her chamber A whirlwind, which let fall a massy arm

thought, at night, when, after much loving from that strong plant ; dalliance, Vittoria thus speaks.

And both were struckdead by that sacred yew, A foolish idle dream :

In that base shallow grave that was their due. Methought I walk'd about the mid of night she hath taught him in a dream

Flam. Excellent devil ! Into a church-yard, where a goodly yew-tree Spread her large root in ground: under that to make away his dutchess and her husband.

Bra. Sweetly shall I interpret this. your yew,

dream. As I sate sadly leaning on a grave,

You are lodg’d within his arms who shall

protect you Webster seems to have estimated very From all the fevers of a jealous husband ; highly this tragedy. To the Reader.

From the poor envy of our flegmatick dutchess. In publishing this Tragedy, I do but chalI'll seat you above law, and above scandal ; lenge to myself that liberty which other Giveto your thoughts the invention of delight, men have taken before me; not that I af

And the fruition ; nor shall government fect praise by it, for nos hæc novimus esse Divide me from you longer, than a care nihil: only, since it was acted in so open To keep you great : you shall to me at once, and black” a theatre, that it wanted (that Be dukedom,

health, wife, children, friends, which is the only grace and setting out of a

and all. tragedy) a full and understanding auditory ; and that, since that time, I have noted most

Here Cornelia, the mother of Vite of the people that come to that play-house toria, who had suspected the unhalresemble those ignorant asses (who, visiting lowed passion of Brachiano, rushes stationers' shops, their use is not to inquire forward from her concealment. for good books, but new books), I present it

Flam. What fury rais'd thee up ? away, to the general view with confidence :


[Exit Zanche. Nec rhoncos metues malignorum,

Cornelia. What makes you here, my Nec scombris tunicas dabis molestas.

lord, this dead of night? If it be objected this is no true dramatick Never dropt mildew on a flower here till now. poem, I shall easily confess it, non potes in Flam. I pray, will you go to bed then, nugas dicere plura meas, ipse ego quam dixi; Lest you be blasted ? willingly, and not ignorantly, have I fault- Cor. O that this fair garden ed. For should a man present, to such an Had all with poison’d herbs of Thessaly auditory, the most sententious tragedy that At first been planted ; made a nursery ever was written, observing all the critical For witchcraft, rather than a burial-plot laws, as height of stile, and gravity of per. For both your honours. son, inrich it with the passionate and weight Vit. Dearest mother, hear me. ty Nuntius ; yet, after all this divine rap- Cor. O, thou dost make my brow bend ture, o dura messorum illia, the breath that to the earth, comes from the uncapable multitude is able Sooner than nature. See the curse of children! to pois o it; and, ere it be acted, let the In life they keep us frequently in tears, author resolve to fix to every scene this of And in the cold grave leave us in pale fears. Horace :

Bra. Come, come, I will not hear you. Hæc hodie porcis comedenda relinques.". Vit. Dear, my lord.


etray in

well ;

Cor. Where is thy dutchess now, adult. You are as welcome to these longing arms, 'rous duke ?

As I to you a virgin. Thou little dream'st this night she is come Bra. O your breath! to Rome.

Out upon sweet-meats and continu'd physick, Flam. How ! come to Rome?

The plague is in them. Vit. The dutchess.

Isa. You have oft, for these two lips, Bra. She had better

Neglected cassia, or the natural sweets Cor. The lives of princes should like dials of the spring-violet: they are not yet much move,

wither'd. Whose regular example is so strong, My lord, I should be merry: these your They make the times by them go right, or frowns wrong.

Shew in a helmet lovely; but on me, Flam. So, have you done ?

In such a peaceful interview, methinks Cor. Unfortunate Camillo !

They are too roughly knit. Vit. I do protest, if any chaste denial,

Brachiano is immoveable, and the If any thing but blood could have allay'd

interview thus terminates. His long suit to me

Bra. Your hand I'll kiss ; Cor. I will join with thee,

This is the latest ceremony of my love. To the most woeful end e'er mother kneel'd :

Henceforth I'll never lie with thee : by this, If thou dishonour thus thy husband's bed,

This wedding-ring, I'll ne'er more lie with Be thy life short as are the funeral tears

thee. In great men's

And this divorce shall be as truly kept, Bra. Fy, fy, the woman's mad.

As if the judge had doom'd it. Fare you Cor. Be thy act Judas like, kissing.

Our sleeps are sever'd.
May'st thou beenvy'd during his short breath,

Isa. Forbid it, the sweet union
And pity'd like a wretch after his death.
Vit. O me accursd !

Of all things blessed ! why, the saints in

heaven The act ends with a conversation will knit their brows at that. between Flamineo and his wretched

Bra. Let not thy love mother, in which he boldly avows Make thee an unbeliever ; this my vow his resolution to advance his own Shall never, on my soul, be satisfied fortunes, by the sacrifice of every With my repentance ; let thy brother rage honourable principle that may stand Beyond a horrid tempest, or sea-fight, in his way, or in that of his patron's My vow is fix'd. licentious gratifications.

Isa. O my winding-sheet ! In act second, Francisco de Medicis, Now shall I need thee shortly. Dear, my

lord, Duke of Florence, upbraids Brachiano Let me hear once more, what I would not with his designs against his sister, and hear. Monticelso, a cardinal, says,

Never ? It is a wonder to your noble friends, Bra. Never, That you, having as 'twere enter'd the world Isa. O my unkind lord ! may your sins With a free sceptre in your able hand, And have to the use of nature well applied As I upon a woful widow'd bed High gifts of learning, should in your prime Shall pray for you, if not to turn your eyes age

Upon your wretched wife and hopeful son, Neglect your awful throne, for the soft down Yet that in time you'll fix them upon heaven. Of an insatiate bed. Oh, my lord,

Bra. No more; go, go, complain to the The drunkard, after all his lavish cups, Is dry, and then is sober : so at length, Isa. No, my dear lord, you shall have When you awake from this lascivious dream,

present witness Repentance then will follow, like the sting How I'll work peace between you. I will Plac'd in the adder's tail. Wretched are

make princes

Myself the author of your cursed vow, When fortune blasteth but a petty flower I have some cause to do it, you have none; Of their unweildy crowns; or ravisheth Conceal it, I beseech you, for the weal But one pearl from their sceptres: but alas! Of both your dukedoms, that you wrought When they thro' wilful shipwreck lose good

the means fame,

Of such a separation : let the fault All princely titles perish with their name. Remain with my supposed jealousy, Isabella, too, his injured wife, in a And think with what a piteous and rent

heart scene of great tenderness and beauty, tries to win back his estranged affec- I shall perform this sad ensuing part. tions.

Brachiano now. plots the murder of Isabella. O my lov'd lord,

Isabella his dutchess, and of Camillo I do not come to chide: my jealousy !

the husband of Vittoria. The whole I am to learn what that Italian means. of this scene is so very singular and


find mercy,

great duke.

and now

fantastic, that we cannot do better Strike louder, musick, from this charmed than quote it.

ground, Enter Brachiano, with one in the habit of a To yield, as fits the act, a tragick sound. Conjuror.

The Second Dumb Sher. Bra. Now, sir, I claim your promise ; Enter Flamineo, Marcello, Camillo, with 'tis dead midnight,

four more as captains : they drink healths, The time prefix'd to shew me, by your art,

and dance : a vaulting horse is brought How the intended murder of Camillo

into the room : Marcello and troo more And our loath'd dutchess grow to action. whispered out of the room, while FlamConjurer. You have won me, by your

ineo and Camillo stript themselves into bounty, to a deed

their shirts, as to vault ; they compliment I do not often practise : some there are, who shall begin. As Camillo is about to Which, by sophistick tricks, aspire that name vault, Flamineo pitcheth him upon his Which I would gladly lose, of necromancer; ncck, and, with the help of tħe rest, wriths As some that use to juggle upon cards,

his neck about : seems to see if it be broke, Seeming to conjure, when indeed they cheat. and lays him folded double, as 'twere un. Others that raise up their confederate spirits

der the horse; makes sheró to call for 'Bout wind-mills, and endanger their own

help: Marcello comes in, laments ; sends necks

for the Cardinal and Duke, who come For making of a squib: and some there are forth with armed men ; wonders at the Will keep a curtal to shew juggling tricks, act ; commands the body to be carried And give out 'tis a spirit. Besides these, home ; apprehends Flaminco, Marcello, Such a whole ream of almanack-makers, fi- and the rest ; and goes, as 'twere, to apgure flingers,

prehend Vittoria. Fellows, indeed, that only live by stealth,

Bra. 'Twas quaintly done ; but yet each Since they do merely lie about stol'n goods,

circumstance They'd make men think the devil were fast I taste not fully. and loose,

Con. O'twas most apparent; With’speaking fustian Latin. Pray sit down; You saw them enter charg'd with their deep Put on this night-cap, sir, 'tis charm'd ;


To their boon voyage ; and, to second that, I'II shew you, by my strong commanding art,

Flamineo calls to have a vaulting horse The circumstance that breaks your dutchess Maintain their sport. The virtuous Marcello heart.

Is innocently plotted forth the room,
A Dumb Shew.

Whilst your eye saw the rest, and can in. Enter suspiciously Julio and Christophero ;

they draw a curtain where Brachiano's The engine of all. picture is. They put on spectacles of

Bra. It seems Marcello and Flamineo glass, which cover their cycs and noses,

Are both committed. and then burn perfumes before the picture,

Con. Yes, you sàw them guarded, and wash the lips of the picture ; that And now they are come with purpose to apdone, quenching the fire, and putting off

prehend their spectacles, they depart laughing.

Your mistress, fair Vittoria : we are now Enter Isabella in her night-gown, as to bed- Beneath her roof. 'Twere fit we instantly

ward, with light after her : Count Lodo. Make out by some back postern. vico, Giovanni, Guid-antonio, and others The third act opens with the are waiting on her; she kneels down as to raignment of Vittoria for the murder prayers, then draws the curtain of the of her husband, Francisco de Medicis picture, does three reverences to it, and and Monticelso presiding, and Brachikisses it thrice : she faints, and will not suffer them to come near it ; dies : sorroró

ano present as an auditor. There is a exprest in Giovanni, and in Count Lodos great deal of wrangling between Vitvico. She's conveyed out solemnly.

toria and a foolish pedantic Lawyer, Bra. Excellent ! then she's dead.

who acts as counsel for the crown) a Con. She's poison'd

sort of depute-advocate), till at length By the fum'd picture : 'twas her custom Monticelso exclaims nightly,

Mont. Who knows not how, when several Before she went to bed, to go and visit

night by night Your picture, and to feed her eyes and lips Her gates were choak’d with coaches, and On the dead shadow. Doctor Julio,

her rooms Observing this, infects it with an oil, Outbrav'd the stars with several kinds of And other poison'd stuff, which presently

lights ; Did suffocate her spirits.

When she did counterfeit a prince's court Bra. Methought I saw

In musick, banquets, and most riotous surCount Lodovico there.

feits ; Con. He was ; and, by my art,

This whore forsooth was holy. I find he did most passionately doat

Vit. Ha! whore! what's that ? Upon your dutchess. Now turn another way, Mont. Shall I expound whore to you? And view Camillo's far more politick face.

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