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have 'em straight in Crooked-Lane:- double bells all, if it be possible.
Cud. Double bells ? double coxcombs! trebles, buy me trebles, all trebles; for our purpose is to be in the altitudes.
2 Cl. All trebles ? not a mean?
Cud. Not one. The morrice is so cast, we'll have neither mean nor base in our company,
3 Cl. What! nor a counter ?
Cud. By no means, no hunting counter; leave that to the Enfield Chase men: all trebles, all in the altitudes. Now for the disposing of parts in the Morrice, little or no labour will serve.
2 Cl. If you that be minded to follow your leader, know me, (an ancient honour belonging to our house,)for a fore-horse [i'th'] team, and fore-gallant in a morrice, my father's stable is not unfurnish'd.
3 Cl. So much for the fore-horse; but how for a good Hobby-horse?
Cud. For a Hobby-horse ? let me see an almanack. Midsummer-moon, let me see you.
“When the moon's in the full, then wit's in the wane.' No more. Use your best skill; your morrice will suffer an eclipse.
1 Cl. An eclipse? Cud. A strange one. 2 Cl. Strange?
Cud. Yes, and most sudden. Remember the fore-gallant, and forget the hobby-horse! the
whole body of your morrice will be darkened.There be of us—but 'tis no matter :—forget the hobby-horse!
1 Cl. Cuddy Banks !-have you forgot since he paced it from Enfield Chase to Edmonton ? Cuddy, honest Cuddy, cast thy stuff.
Cud. Suffer may ye all! it shall be known, I can take my ease as well as another man. Seek your hobby-horse where you can get him.
1 Cl. Cuddy, honest Cuddy, we confess, and are sorry for our neglect.
2 Cl. The old horse shall have a new bridle. 3 Cl. The caparisons new painted. 4 Cl. The tail repair’d.
1 Cl. The snaffle and the bosses new saffroned over.
1 Cl. Kind,
Cud. To show I am not fint, but affable, as you say, very well stuft, a kind of warm dough or puffpaste, I relent, I connive, most affable Jack. Let the hobby-horse provide a strong back, he shall
s Cast thy stuff.] So the quarto. The context might lead us to suppose, that the author's word was snuff, did not Cuddy subsequently advert to it. Cuddy's anger arises from the unlucky question asked by the 3d Clown. « How shall we do for a good hobby-horse?''-as he apparently expected, from his former celebrity in that respectable character, to have been appointed by acclamation.
not want a belly when I am in him--but (seeing the witch)—uds me, mother Sawyer !
1 Cl. The old witch of Edmonton! if our mirth be not cross'd
2 Cl. Bless us, Cuddy, and let her curse her t'other eye out.
out. What dost now? Cud. " Ungirt, unblest,” says the proverb; but my girdle shall serve [for] a riding knot; and a fig for all the witches in Christendom! What wouldst thou?
1 Cl. The devil cannot abide to be crossed.
[Exeunt in strange postures. Saw. Still vex'd! still tortured! that curmud
Is ground of all my scandal; I am shunn'd
blood; But by what means they came acquainted with
them, I am now ignorant. Would some power, good or
Instruct me which way I might be revenged
Enter a BLACK Dog.
art Mine own.
• Enter a Black Dog.] “A great matter,” Dr. Hutchinson says, “ had been made at the time of the said commission, (1697,) of a black dog, that frequently appeared to Somers, and persuaded him to say he bad dissembled ; and when they asked him, why he said he counterfeited ? be said: A dog, a dog! And as odd things will fall in with such stories, it happened that there was a black dog in the chamber, that belonged to one Clark, a spurrier. Some of the commissioners spying him, thought they saw the devil! one thought bis eyes glared like fire! and much speech was afterwards made of it.” p. 260. This was under Elizabeth, whose reign, if we may trust the competent authorities, was far more infested with witches, than that of James 1. when the Black Dog again made bis appearance among the Lancashire witches. The audiences of those days, therefore, were well prepared for his reception, and probably viewed him with a sufficient degree of fearful credulity to create an • interest in his feats. But there is “nothing new under the sun." The whole machinery of witchcraft was as well known to Lucan
Saw. Thine! what art thou ?
Dog. He thou hast so often
Saw. Bless me! the devil?
Saw. May I believe thee?
Dog. To confirm't, command me
Saw. Out, alas!
Dog. And that instantly, And seal it with thy blood ; if thou deniest, I'll tear thy body in a thousand pieces. Saw. I know not where to seek relief: but
shall I, After such covenants seal'd, see full
revenge On all that wrong me?
as to us; and the black dogs of Mother Sawyer and Mother Dendike had their origin in the infernæ canes of the Greek and Latin poets, and descended, in regular succession, through all the demonology of the dark ages, to the times of the Revolution, when they quietly disappeared with the sorcerers, their employers.