d lovely! Oh, when we arrive in Franconia! I know one of our
neighbours, who will be all envy--baron Donderdronckdickdorff; for
though his wife treats him with the most sovereign contempt, he is still
obliged to look up to her.

SONG--_Christopher._

I.

Baron Donderdronckdickdorff said, one summer's day,
"Tho' wedlock's a word that revolts,
Whatever our folks in Westphalia may say,
I've a great mind to marry miss Quoltz.
For of all the dear angels that live near the Weser,
Miss Quoltz is the stoutest and tallest;
Tho' of all German barons ambitious to please her,
I know I'm the shortest and smallest."
How I should like the marriage waltz
To dance with thee, my lovely Quoltz!

II.

Poor Donderdronckdickdorff, with amorous phiz,
On tiptoe imparted his flame,
"Ah! baron!" she sigh'd, "what a pity it is,
You are not half so long as your name!"
"If names," said the baron, "were smaller or bigger,
To suit ev'ry size at a pinch,
Your name, dear miss Quoltz, to keep up to your figure,
Wou'd measure six foot and an inch."
How I should like, &c.

III.

The wedding-day fix'd, both the parties agreed,
That the peasants should dance German waltzes,
And drink to the future mix'd long-and-short breed
Of the Donderdronckdickdorffs and Quoltzes.
To the church, then, on foot, went the ace with his size--
"What's this crowd for?" cries one of the people.
"For a baron, who's taking," an arch wag replies,
"A morning's walk under the steeple."
How I should like, &c.

IV.

Before supper, one knight, ere the honey-moon fled,
They so quarrell'd some wives wou'd have struck him;
But the baroness took up the lord of her bed,
And over the chimney-piece stuck him.
As the servant came in, said the baron, "you clown,
Not a word when the guests come to sup:
I have only been giving my wife a set-down,
And she giving me a set-up."
How I should like, &c. [_Exit._

SCENE IV.--_The grand aisle of the abbey, in the upper part of the
sanctuary._

_Enter_ Bernardo, St. Clair, _and two other monks._

[_Flourish of drums and trumpets without._

_Bern._ You hear! Soon the victorious foe will force our walls; for, can
they long sustain the shock of such an host? Or if they could--for what?
for whom? Are w