But we must part now.
I see one coming, that will also observe us.
Before night comes we will contrive to meet,
And then I will tell you further. Till when, farewell.
Sandford. My prayers go with you, Lady, and your counsels,
And heaven so prosper them, as I wish you well.
[They part several ways.]
Here follows:—
Scene the Second. A Library in Woodvil Hall; John Woodvil alone.
John Woodvil (alone). Now universal England getteth drunk.
And so on as printed in Act II. [on page 165]. After the last printed line,
A fishing, hawking, hunting country gentleman,
the MS. has these five lines, but Lamb drew his pen through them:—
Great spirits ask great play-room; I would be
The Phaeton, should put the world to a hazard,
E'er I'd forego the horses of the sun,
And giddy lustre of my travels' glory
For tedious common paces. [Exit.]
Next comes:—