rstand," said she, smiling;--
"Dan Cupid, choosing 'midst his mother's graces,
Himself more fair, made scorn of fairest faces."
The young scholar capped her distich forthwith, and bowing to her with a
meaning look,
"'Then, Goddess, turn,' he cried, 'and veil thy light; Blinded by thine,
what eyes can choose aright?'"
"Go, saucy sir," said my lady, in high glee: "the pageant stays your
supreme pleasure."
And away went Mr. Frank as master of the revels, to bring up the
'prentices' pageant; while, for his sake, the nymph of Torridge was
forgotten for awhile by all young dames, and most young gentlemen: and
his mother heaved a deep sigh, which Lady Bath overhearing--
"What? in the dumps, good madam, while all are rejoicing in your joy?
Are you afraid that we court-dames shall turn your Adonis's brain for
him?"
"I do, indeed, fear lest your condescension should make him forget that
he is only a poor squire's orphan."
"I will warrant him never to forget aught that he should recollect,"
said my Lady Bath.
And she spoke truly. But soon Frank's silver voice was heard calling
out--
"Room there, good people, for the gallant 'prentice lads!"
And on they came, headed by a giant of buckram and pasteboard armor,
forth of whose stomach looked, like a clock-face in a steeple, a human
visage, to be greeted, as was the fashion then, by a volley of quips and
puns from high and low.
Young Mr. William Cary, of Clovelly, who was the wit of those parts,
opened the fire by asking him whether he were Goliath, Gogmagog, or
Grantorto in the romance; for giants' names always began with a G. To
which the giant's stomach answered pretty surlily--
"Mine don't; I begin with an O."
"Then thou criest out before thou art hurt, O cowardly giant!"
"Let me out, lads," quoth the irascible visage, struggling in his
buckram prison, "and I soon show him whether I be a coward."
"Nay, if thou gettest out of thyself, thou wouldst be beside thyself,
and so wert but a mad giant."
"And that were pity," said Lady Bath; "for by the romances, giants have
never overmuch wit to spare."
"Mercy, dear lady!" said Frank, "and let the giant begin with an O."
"A ----"
"A false start, giant! you were to begin with an O."
"I'll make you end with an O, Mr. William Cary!" roared the testy tower
of buckram.
"And so I do, for I end with 'Fico!'"
"Be mollified, sweet giant," said Frank, "and spare the rash youth of
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