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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1841 edition. Excerpt: ...ELLEN. They are the last for him. Count Albert knows we shall not meet again. Before my mother died, I told him so. WEILENBERG. It is a vow which death has witnessed, then! Didst wish to see me less unhappy, Ellen? I am so now. Exeunt. ACT III. SCENE I. Chamber. Baebaea bearing a large charger of silver--and Sceeitch. BARBARA. She sends me back to thank thee for thy love, But will not taste thy poly-balaamum: --Scarce she endures its sight. SCREITCH. Why not?--she must! BARBARA. She would for thy sake, but she cannot, eat. SCREITCH. Months have been spared for study on the mess; Books searched by candle-light to make it healthful--But, lo, 'tis perfected a day too late! The lips are cold for which I toiled so much! Let her but taste it, Barbara. BARBARA. She abhors it. The will is with thee, but the sense eschews. SCREITCH. Didst thou recount its properties? BARBARA. At large; The just proportions might o'ertask my skill; But yet 1 named the meats. A molewarp brayed. A coney's kidneys stewed with juniper. The brain and fat of peacocks chased to falling. A running capon's legs; and swallow's oil. But chief the goat with no white hair about him--His gall, his tongue, his marrow. SCREITCH. These for strength. BARBARA. A hedge-pig's lights and bristles; fennel, tansy, With ambergris, and yeast. SCREITCH. To quicken life--Its spur and sharp propulsion. BARBARA. Gillyflowers. Hops plucked before the night-dews leave their clusters. Eft's eyes, dried cray-fish shells, and bliudworm's eggs; With twelve white pebbles gathered from the brook When Sol declines from Scorpio. SCREITCH. What I missed Was moss from off a dead man's skull unburied, But trust I found the equivalent. BARBARA. She thanks thee. Such pains deserve so much, at least.--But meats...