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 She gave it long since to Love, To love.

'Tis none of your relics cold And old That she who presides o'er these cells Sells. Love! when one a canoness is, Is One allowed but thy name to know? No!

[Enter. Trick.Why, 'tis himself! 'tis Gramadoch! Giraff. [to .] How now! What brings thee here to-day? Trick [to .] Upon this earth Did ever tail-bearer precede his master? Gramadoch.To pay his court with pomp and circumstance To the new king, Lord Roberts' son intrigued To have my post; and since a noble lord To be my confrere deigns, I am to-day An honorary train-bearer, my friends. Elespuru.A peer's son bear the train of Cromwell's cloak! Our shame his glory is; he condescends To envy it! Let's leave him to his task.— Let me embrace thee, boy! My pride doth thank thee That thou didst keep the Jesters' honour safe.

Giraff.Thy wit was lacking to our merriment. Trick.Ay, the more fools there be, the more one laughs,