But cut me off to-morrow from the estate
I look for"—(long may you enjoy; it, sir!)
"In brief, she may unchild the child I am.
You never had such crotchets? Nor have I!
Who, frank confessing childship from the first,
Cannot both fear and take my ease at once,
So, don't fear,—know what might be, well enough,
But know too, child-like, that it will not be,
At least in my case, mine, the son and heir
O' the kingdom, as yourself proclaim my style.