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To which the sole reply were tears, and sobs,
Prologue is always certain throes, and throbs,
Alfonso saw his wife, and thought of Job's;
Antonia cut him short before
With Pray, sir, leave the room, and say no more, « Or madam dies. Alfonso mutter'd « D--n her,
But nothing else, the time of words was o'er ;
The attorney last, who linger'd near the door,
Antonia let him-not a little sore
In Don Alfonso’s facts, which just now wore
Oh sin! Oh sorrow! and Oh womankind'!
Unless this world, and t’other too, be blind ?
Nothing so dear as an unfilch'd good name !
But to proceed for there is more behind : With much heart-felt reluctance be it said, Young Juan slipp'd, half-smother'd, from the bed.
He had been hid- I don't pretend to say
Slow, nor can I indeed describe the where Young, slender, and pack'd easily, he lay, No doubt, in little
compass, round or square ; But pity him I neither must nor may
His suffocation by that pretly pair , 'Twere better, sure, to die so, than be shut With maudlin Clarence in his Malmsey butt.
CLXVII. And, secondly, I pity not, because
He had no business to commit a sin,
At least 'twas rather early to begio ;
So much as when we call our old debts in
Of his position I can give no notion :
'Tis written in the Hebrew Chronicle, How the physicians, leaving pill and potion,
Prescribed, by way of blister, a young belle, When old King David's blood grew dull in motion,
And that the medicine answer'd very Perhaps 'twas in a different way applied, For David lived, but Juan nearly died.
The moment he has sent his fools away.
But no device could he brought into play-
Besides, it wanted but few hours of day:
Call’d back the tangles of her wandering hair ;
And half forgot their danger and despair : Antonia's patience now was at a stand
Come, come, 'tis no time now for fooling there, She whisper'd, in great wrath-« I must deposit « This pretty gentleman within the closet :
I'V'ho can have put my master in this mood ?
« The devil's in the urchin, and no good w Is this a time for giggling ? this a plight ?
« Why, don't you know that it may end in Llood ? * You'll lose your life, and I shall lose my place, My mistress all, for that half-girlish face.
« Of twenty-five or thirty-(Come, make haste) . But for a child, what piece of work is here !
I really, madam, wonder at your taste-
(Come, sir, get in) my master must be near.
There, for the present, at the least he's fast, And, if we can but till the morning keep « Our counsel—(Juan, mind, you must not sleep.) »
Now, Don Alfonso entering, but alone,
Closed the oration of the trusty maid : She loiter'd, and he told her to be
gone, An order somewhat sullenly obey'd ; However, present remedy was none,
And no great good seem'd answer'd if she staid : Regarding both with slow and sidelong view, She snuff'd the candle, curtsied, and withdrew.
CLXXIV. Alfonso paused a minute—then begun
Some strange excuses for his late proceeding; He would not justify what he had done,
To say the best, it was cxtreme ill-breeding ; But there were ample reasons for it, none
Of which he specified in this his pleading : His speech was a fine sample, on the whole, Of rhetoric, which the learn'd call « rigmarole. »
Julia said nought ; though all the while there rose
A ready answer, which at once enables A matron, who her husband's foible knows,
By a few timely words to turn the tables, Which if it does not silence still must pose,
Even if it should comprise a pack of fables ; 'Tis to retort with firmness, and when he Suspects with one, do you reproach with three.
Alfonso's loves with Inez were well know?;
But that can't be, as has been often shown,
CLXXVII. There might be one more motive, which makes two,
Alfonso ne'er to Juan had alluded, Mention’d his jealousy, but never who
Had been the happy lover, he concluded, Conceal'd amongst his premises ; 'tis true,
His mind the more o’er this its mystery brooded ;
Silence is best, besides there is a tact
But it will serve to keep my yerse compact)
A lady always distant from the fact-
Have always done so ; ʼtis of no great use,
For then their eloquence grows quite profuse;