patience to know, if there be a letter from Langwood, and what he says. FRAM. I fhall never be able to afford you the least information, upon that subject, my Lord. LD. EUST. Surely, I do not understand you. You faid you had fecured the letters-Have you not read them? FRAM. You have a right, and none but you, to ask me fuch a queftion. My weak compliance with your first propofal relative to thefe letters, warrants your thinking fo meanly of me. But know, my lord, that though my perfonal affection for you, joined to my unhappy circumftances, may have betrayed me to actions unworthy of myself, I never can forget, that there is a barrier fixed before the extreme of baseness, which honour will not let me pass. LD. EUST. You will give me leave to tell you, Mr. Frampton, that where I lead, I think you need not halt. FRAM. You will pardon me, my lord; the consciousness of another man's errors, can never be a juftification for our own; and poor, indeed, muft that wretch be, who can be fatisfied with the negative merit of not being the worst man he knows. LD. EUST. If this difcourfe were uttered in a conventicle, it might have its effect; by fetting the congregation to fleep. FRAM. It is rather meant to roufe, than lull your lordship. LD. EUST. No matter what it is meant for; give me the letters, Mr. Frampton. FRAM. Yet excufe me. I could as foon think of arming a madman's hand, against my own life, as fuffer you to be guilty of a crime that will, for ever, wound your honour. LD. EUST. I fhall not come to you to heal the wound : your medicines are too rough and coarse for me. FRAM. The foft poison of flattery might, perhaps, please you better.. LD.EUST. Your confcience may, probably, have as much need of palliatives, as mine, Mr. Frampton, as I am pretty well convinced, that your course of life has not been more regular than my own. FRAM. With true contrition, my lord, I confefs part of your sarcasm to be juft. Pleasure was the object of my purfuit, and pleasure I obtained, at the expence both of health and fortune; but yet, my lord, I broke not in upon the peace of others; the laws of hospitality I never violated; nor did I ever feek to injure, or seduce, the wife or daughter of my friend. LD. EUST. I care not what you did; give me the letters. FRAM. I have no right to keep, and therefore shall furrender them, though with the utmost reluctance; but, by our former friendship, I intreat you not to open them. LD. EUST. That you have forfeited. FRAM. Since it is not in my power to prevent your committing an error, which you ought, for ever, to repent of, There are the letters. I will not be a witness of it. LD. EUST. You may, perhaps, have cause to repent your prefent conduct, Mr. Frampton, as much as I do our past attachment. FRAM. Rather than hold your friendship upon fuch terms, I refign it for ever. Farewel, my lord. Re-enter FRAMPTON. FRAM. Ill-treated as I have been, my lord, I find it im poffible to leave you furrounded by difficulties. LD. EUST. That fentiment should have operated fooner, Mr. Mr. Frampton. Recollection is feldom of use to our friends, though it may fometimes be serviceable to ourselves. FRAM. Take advantage of your own expreffion, my lord, and recollect yourself. Born and educated as I have been, a gentleman, how have you injured both yourself and me, by admitting and uniting in the fame confidence, your rafcally fervant. LD. EUST. The exigency of my fituation is a fufficient excuse to myself, and ought to have been so to the man who called himself my friend. FRAM. Have a care, my lord, of uttering the least doubt upon that fubject; for could I think you once mean enough to fufpect the fincerity of my attachment to you, it must vanifh at that inftant. LD. EUST. The proofs of your regard have been rather painful of late, Mr. Frampton. FRAM. When I fee my friend upon the verge of a precipice, is that a time for compliment? Shall I not rudely rush forward, and drag him from it? Just in that state you are at prefent, and I will ftrive to fave you. Virtue may languish in a noble heart, and fuffer her rival, vice, to ufurp her power, but bafenefs must not enter, or fhe flies for ever. The man who has forfeited his own efteem, thinks all the world has the fame consciousness, and therefore is what he deserves to be, a wretch. LD. EUST. Oh, Frampton! you have lodged a dagger in my heart. FRAM. No, my dear Euftace, I have faved you from one, from your own reproaches, by preventing your being guilty of a meanness, which you could never have forgiven yourself. LD. EUST. Can you forgive me, and be still my friend? FRAM. As firmly as I have ever been, my lord. But But let us at present, haften to get rid of the mean bufinefs we are engaged in, and forward the letters we have no right to detain. SCHOOL FOR RAKES. DUKE. CHAP. IX. DUKE AND LORD. Now, my co-mates, and brothers in exile, Hath not old cuftom made this life more fweet Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, -Come, shall we go, and kill us venison? And yet it irks me, the poor dappled fools, Should, in their own confines, with forked heads. LORD. Indeed, my Lord, The The melancholy Jaques grieves at that ; Than doth your brother that hath banished you. Under an oak, whofe antique root peeps out DUKE. But what faid Jaques ? Did he not moralize this fpectacle? 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