THE TEMPLARS IN CYPRUS. [ACT I. CHAPLAIN. Ah ! that's like enough ! He has good points, poor Robert, though sometimes He's indiscreet, but years will mend all that ! Ho comes not oft to Church, 'tis true, and that Is bad ! But then sometimes with meats and drink He comfortcth her serrants—and indeed Sent mo quite recently a fine fat haunch. And (mark the humour of it !) round the shank Ho slung a silver collar, on it scrawled, " Fellow to the fat Chaplain." GOTTFRIED. Bold, indeed ! CHAPLAIN. It matters not, dear brother, for tho Church Only considercth the giver's heart ; And so a little cup I have had made Out of tho thick neck-band, and that fat haunch, Devout, I ate to my soul's health, and gave To Robert absolution for ten days.1 CHARLOT (comes KJJ). No devil could o'crtake Robert ! GOTTFRIED. Let him go ! CHARLOT. What recklessness ! GOTTFRIED. I'd not exchange with him ! CHARLOT. Nor I, indeed ! But I saw one to-day 1 This Cyprianus, or Squin, is no bad portrait of the clergy of the early half of the fourteenth century. Worldly ami vicious for the roost part, indolent and inert, their wickedness was a powerful stimulus to the rise and spread of the German mysticism, and the pietists known amongst themselves as the " l'riends of God."—Tram.