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 "I never heard his name," persevered the indefatigable Boreall;—"how do you spell it?"

"G O E T H E;" relisped modesty.

"Oh! Goty!" exclaimed the querist—"I know him well: he wrote the Sorrows of Werter."

"Did he indeed. Sir?" asked Vivian, with the most innocent and inquiring face.

"Oh! don't you know that?" said Boreall;—"and poor stuff it is!" and here the worthy, and vulgar, landholder laughed loud and long.

"Lord Alhambra! I'll take a glass of Johannisberg with you, if the Marquess's wines are in the state they should be—

I always think that those are the two most admirable lines in your Lordship's poem," said Vivian.

His Lordship did not exactly remember them: it would have been a wonder if he had:—but