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 The sure fulfilment. I presume to seek The post of chaplain in your household, Sire. Cromwell.Art thou a learned doctor in the faith? Thy name? Rochester [aside.] God's death! my cursed memory! What saint's name is't I bear? [Aloud.] Unknown to fame— Cromwell.Thy name?—The spring may flow from the deep pit.

Rochester.My lord, this letter tells you who I am. Cromwell.From whom? Rochester. John Milton. Cromwell [opening the letter.] A most worthy man! 'Tis pity he is blind!
 * [He reads a few lines.

And so thy name Is Obededom? Rochester [bowing, aside.] Gadzooks! what a name! [Aloud.]My lord hath said it.—
 * [Aside.] Obed—Obededom!

Ah! Davenant, thou knave, to give to me A name to make the devil fly! a name One can't pronounce without a sad grimace! Cromwell [refolding the letter. A noble name! For Obededom, he Of Geth, received the Ark into his house. Be worthy of that memorable name. Rochester [aside.]Here goes for Obededom! Cromwell. He who sponsors you, Is of our Saints, the Council's clerk, John Milton.