l see his coming up again.

COM. SEN. Forward, Lingua, with your reason.

LIN. How oft hath her excellency employed me as ambassador in her most
urgent affairs to foreign kings and emperors--I may say to the gods
themselves? How many bloodless battles have my persuasions attained,
when the Senses' forces have been vanquished? how many rebels have I
reclaimed, when her sacred authority was little regarded? Her laws
(without exprobation be it spoken) had been altogether unpublished, her
will unperformed, her illustrious deeds unrenowned, had not the silver
sound of my trumpet filled the whole circuit of the universe with her
deserved fame. Her cities would dissolve, traffic would decay,
friendships be broken, were not my speech the knot, mercury, and mastic,
to bind, defend, and glue them together. What should I say more? I can
never speak enough of the unspeakable praise of speech, wherein I can
find no other imperfection at all, but that the most exquisite power and
excellency of speech cannot sufficiently express the exquisite power and
excellency of speaking.

COM. SEN. Lingua, your service and dignity we confess to be great;
nevertheless these reasons prove you not to have the nature of a Sense.

LIN. By your ladyship's favour, I can soon prove that a Sense is a
faculty, by which our queen sitting in her privy chamber hath
intelligence of exterior occurrences. That I am of this nature, I prove
thus. The object which I challenge is--

_Enter_ APPETITUS _in haste_.

APP. Stay, stay, my lord; defer, I beseech you, defer the judgment.

COM. SEN. Who's this that boldly interrupts us thus?

APP. My name is Appetitus, common servant to the pentarchy of the Senses
who, understanding that your honour was handling this action of
Lingua's, sent me hither thus hastily, most humbly requesting the Bench
to consider these articles they allege against her, before you proceed
to judgment.

COM. SEN. Hum, here's good stuff; Master Register, read them. Appetitus,
you may depart, and bid your mistress make convenient speed.

APP. At your lordship's pleasure. [_Exit_ APPETITUS.

MEM. I remember that I forgot my spectacles; I left them in the 349th
page of Hall's "Chronicles," where he tells a great wonder of a
multitude of mice, which had almost destroyed the country, but that
there resorted a great mighty flight of owls, that destroyed them.
Anamnestes, read these articles distinctly.

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