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ote 34: This line erased in MS. and nothing substituted. In the _London Magazine_ this took its place:--"For so his moving lip interpreted."] [Footnote 35: "Death" (_London Magazine_).] [Footnote 36: Lamb drew his pen through the four concluding lines, and wrote in the margin "_very_ bad."] _Simon_. A melancholy catastrophe. For my part I shall never die for love, being as I am, too general-contemplative for the narrow passion. I am in some sort a general lover. _Margaret_. In the name of the Boy-god who plays at blind man's buff with the Muses, and cares not whom he catches; what is it you love? And so on until the end of Simon's famous description of the delights of forest life [page 173]. To this _Margaret_ (_smiling_). And afterwards them paint in simile. (_To Sir Walter._) I had some foolish questions to put concerning your son, Sir.--Was John so early valiant as hath been reported? I have heard some legends of him. _Sir Walter_. You shall not call them so. Report, in most things superfluous, in many things altogether an inventress, hath been but too modest in the delivery of John's true stories. _Margaret_. Proceed, Sir. _Sir Walter_. I saw him on the day of Naseby Fight-- To which he came at twice seven years, Under the discipline of the Lord Ashley, His uncle by the mother's side, Who gave his early principles a bent Quite from the politics of his father's house. _Margaret_. I have heard so much. _Sir Walter_. There did I see this valiant Lamb of Mars, This sprig of honour, this unbearded John, This veteran in green years, this sprout, this Woodvil, With dreadless ease, guiding a fire-hot steed Which seem'd to scorn the manage of a boy, Prick forth with such an ease into the field To mingle rivalship and deeds of wrath Even with the sinewy masters of the art[37]! The rough fanatic and blood-practis'd soldiery Seeing such hope and virtue in the boy, Disclosed their ranks to let him pass unhurt, Checking their swords' uncivil injuries As both to mar that curious workmanship Of valour's beauty in his youthful face. _Simon_. Mistress Margaret will have need of some refreshment, etc. Lamb has drawn his pen through this passag
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