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 The structure as a whole 's in wretched taste. Cromwell.In wretched taste! Oh! that is quickly said. A noble edifice, and well deserves Our admiration. Ancient as it is, Nought could surpass that temple, were it not Degraded by the worship of false gods!
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And in that city you saw nothing more? Davenant.Nothing, my lord. Cromwell [smiling.] Nor e'en a visit paid Of mere civility to one Charles Stuart? Davenant [in consternation, aside. An unexpected blow! [Aloud.]My lord, I swear I saw him not. Cromwell. That papists to their oaths Are true, I know full well.—But tell me this: Who quenched the candles? Was it not Lord Miilgrave? Davenant [aside. Ah! he knows all! Cromwell. That you, in honour bound; Saw not the King, I know.—The hat you wear Is of peculiar shape. Prithee, excuse My lack of ceremony: will you not Exchange for this of mine? Davenant [aside.]  I am betrayed! [Aloud.]My lord— Cromwell [snatching his hat from him. Nay, give it me! much thanks.