•C. HI.] THE TE M Pl. ABM IX • TPBL'i 77 Our Mo ter, and the Hisspital's M «1er, who I» also hidden, inu»t to tlw Holy Father Lend helping hand* in word and deed. PklOB. Ho! Ho!— !• that tho way of it ? - The datary 1 That fain would bo regilding Peter's key* Possesses nought but tin»el ; so tho tomb, Tho holy tomb, must be ransacked anew. A hent 'go 'tis they want, and no one can Inherit from tho living, therefore now Must Christendom onco more, with Cross on back, He hounded on tho sabres of the Turks, And feast on their good things. Upon my word 'Tis well devised ; yet just a little played out ! CHAPLAIN. Oh, why yawns not tho earth to swallow you, Malignant, venomous heretic! Norro. What ! not done With wrangling ?—D^miniu vobùcum !—Can't You keep tho peace, then, for a singlo hour? CHAPLAIN. Peace, yes, forsooth ! yon heretic merits not That I should burn with zeal in his behalf ! PBIOK. Most miserable priest ! Norro. Friend Chaplain, tell, How camo this news here? CHAPLAIN. By the packet-boat, 1 The rhsneery of Itome, where tho da'* II ms is affixed to the r-pe's bulls. — Tramé.