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Serv. 'Tis all in vain,
[Exit, shutting the door. J. Sho. It was not always thus; the time has been, When this unfriendly door, that bars my passage, Flew wide, and almost leap'd from off its hinges, 'To give me entrance here; ' when this good house,
Flas pour'd forth all its dwellers to receive me;'
[She sits down at the door. Enter Alicia in disorder; two Servants following:
Alic. What wretch art thou? whose misery and baseness
J. Sho. A very beggar, and a wretch, indeed;
Alic. And dost thou come to me, to me for bread?
* The times have been,
Macbeth, A.di. S. iv. + “ Cast thy bread upon the waters, for thou shalt find it after many days."
Eccles. XI. I.
Titus Andronicus, A. IV. S. I, § “ The ravens of the valley”. Prov. XXX. 17.
J. Sho. And yet there was a time, when my Alicia IIas thought unhappy Shore her dearest blessing, And mourn'd that live-long day she pass'd without me;
When, pair'd like turtles, we were still together,
When, often as we prattled arm-in-arm,'
Alic. Ha! say'st thou! let me look upon thee well-
J. Sho. Alas I never wrong'd you "O! then be good to me; have pity on me;
Thou never knew'st the bitterness of want, • And may'st thou never know it. Oh! bestow
Some poor remain, the voiding of thy table, * ' A morsel to support my famish'd soul.'
Alic. Avaunt! and come not near me
J. Sko. To thy hand
J. Sho. Oh! for mercy!
Alic. Mercy! I know it not-for I am miserable.
*“ Desiring to be fed with the crumbs wbich fell from the rich " Man's table."
Luke XVI. 21.
And, see, the nodding ruin falls to crush me!
61 Serv. This sight disorders her-
Alic. Let her take my counsel !
[She runs off, her Servants following.
afflicted one! thou mourner Whom none has comforted!+ Where are thy friends,
* Timon of Athens, when digging, the earth, A. IV. S. III. callsit" common mother,” and talks of its“ plenteous bosom".
+ " She weepeth sore in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks:
among all her lovers she hath nonte to comfort her; all her friends “ have dealt treacherously with her, they are become her enemies."
Lament. 1. 2. See also v. 21. “ I looked for some to have pity on me, but there was no man; * neither found I any to comfort me."
Psalm LXIX, 21.
The dear companions of thy joyful days,
And nothing shall divide us.'--Now where are they?
aloof, And view my desolation from afar;* • When they pass by, they shake their heads in scorn,
And cry, behold the harlot and her end!'+
Bel. Yet raise thy drooping head; for I am come
[Raising herself and looking about.
Bel. He has, but see-
and pardon. * " My lovers and my neighbours did stand looking upon my “ trouble, and my kinsmen stood afar off.” Psalm xxXVIII. 11.
See also XXII. 17. Matt, XXVII. 55. + “ Al} that see me laugh me to scorn; they shoot out tbeir “ lips, and shake their heads,".
Psalm xxII. 7. " All they that pass by clap their hands at thee; they hiss and wag s their head at the daughter' of Jerusalem, saying, Is this the city “ that men called The perfection of beauty, The joy of the whole “ earth?"
Lament, II. 15. “ Standing afar off for the fear of her torment, saying, Alas, alas,
that great city Babylon,” (“ the mother of harlots,” xvii. 5.) 6. that mighty city! for in one hour is tby judgment come.
Rev, XVIII, 10.
Bel. Her weakness could not bear the strong surprize.
Bel. Be of courage
Bel. 'Tis he himself!-he lives !-look up
J. Sho. I dare not!
Shore. Am I so hateful, then, so deadly to thee,
J. Sho. Oh! thou most injur'd-dost thou live indeed?
* My Uncle Clarence' angry ghost.
Richard 111. A. III, S. I.
Bp. Keon's Evening Hymn.