A TUIBI». 11 iii cy» he CLOU-» ! KoBKBT (darling up, "rrreinne with emolûm). Die, thou noble «ou! ! [ Iluthee out, CHABLOT after him. MAKSLLAL (approaching MOMY). Hy your leave, most valorous Master, you're not well. ClIABLOT (bring/ in 11 gnldet, offering it tin MA-TIE). Thi- cordial swallow ! MoHY (after he hat drunk). I thank thee. It wit but A pausing weakness. Is ho gone ?— CllAHLOT. K'en non-He went. MOLAT (lookt up suddenly). Is't mere illusion of mine eyes? Doth it not lighten violently ? A KXIGIIT. Yes, A fearful storm is gathering in tho west. MOLAT. Well, we'll be brief. (To the Attembly, after CHABLOT hat returned to hit place.) Forgive an old mnn's weakness, And if't bo possible, grant mo one request, Which long I havo cherished in my inmost heart. I go my way to France,—tho days of man Are numbered,—it might easily befall That I returned no more. Full fain would I Go to my fathers burdened by no curso ! I hopo there's no roan living curses me, Who have dono no conscious wrong to any man ; •C. III.] TUB.