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deny that one is a person in esse, and scarcely to admit that one may be a person in posse, is tenfold cruelty; 'it is pressing to death, whipping, and hanging! '—let me entreat all such likewise to remember, that as Shakespeare beautifully expresses himself elsewhere—I give his words as quoted by a very worthy Baronet in a neighbouring county, when protesting a defamatory placard at a general election—

"Who steals my purse steals stuff!—
Twas mine—'tisn't his—nor nobody else's!
But he who runs away with my Goop Namz,
Robs me of what does not do him any good
And makes me deuced poor[1]!!'

In order utterly to squabash and demolish every gainsayer T had thought, at one time, of asking my old and esteemed

  1. A reading which seems most unaccountably to have escaped the researches of all modern Shakespearians, including the rival editors of the new and illustrated versions,