•C. H.] TIU TKMÏLAM IX CTTkL*. Monr. So may, please God, All valiant knights, e'en those without the Croat ! FKtNK. Tliey aro united in the practice of Virtue, obodionco and self-abnegation. MOLAT. So could not yon do, in your modish doublet ? FIUXK. A* yon so closely press me, have 1 leavo To speak to you imito uurescrvedly ? MOLAV. Tis my desire. FRANK. I am ceaselessly consumed By thirst of knowledge In tho schools I learnt High-sounding words, and, chain-wiso linked togctln Conclusion on conclusion ; but tho truth Hid in tho kernel of those words, my search Kludcd ever—and still I vainly seek To find tho basis of tho Infinite, To garo untrammelled on the naked Truth, And contemplate her unvcil'd countenance. MOLAV (n»t ironical, but with tuypreueil e»io/i"»i). Twill come to pass !—Xow let mo hear tho rest ! FRANK. Oft havo I heard your sapient Masters hold That thing for which so ardently I strove, And times unnumbered sought, but never found Hut keep it hidden closely from tho world, That so tho world burn not its fingers. MOLAT. What Might that thing bo ?