She gave it long since to Love,
To love.
'Tis none of your relics cold
And old
That she who presides o'er these cells
Sells.
Love! when one a canoness is,
Is
One allowed but thy name to know?
No!
[Enter Gramadoch.
Trick.Why, 'tis himself! 'tis Gramadoch!
Giraff. [to Gramadoch.] How now!
What brings thee here to-day?
Trick [to Gramadoch.] Upon this earth
Did ever tail-bearer precede his master?
Gramadoch.To pay his court with pomp and circumstance
To the new king, Lord Roberts' son intrigued
To have my post; and since a noble lord
To be my confrere deigns, I am to-day
An honorary train-bearer, my friends.
Elespuru.A peer's son bear the train of Cromwell's cloak!
Our shame his glory is; he condescends
To envy it! Let's leave him to his task.—
Let me embrace thee, boy! My pride doth thank thee
That thou didst keep the Jesters' honour safe.
Giraff.Thy wit was lacking to our merriment.
Trick.Ay, the more fools there be, the more one laughs,
