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Show The Twin-Rivals. gg Pair. Lamented! M y Eyes that Queftion fhou'd refolve; Friend, Thou knew'ft him not; elfe thy o w n Heart had anfwer'd thee. E. W. His Grief, methinks, chides m y Defect of Filial Duty; but, I hope, Sir, his Lofs is partly recompens'd in the Merits of his SuccefTor. Fair. It might have been ; but his eldeft Son, Heir to his Vertue and his Honour, was lately and unfortunately kill'd in Germany. E. W. H o w unfortunately, Sir ? Fair. Unfortunately for him and UF. I do remember him.-He was the mildeft, humbleft, fweeteft Youth. E. W. Happy indeed, had been m y part in Life, if I had left this Humane Stage, whilft this io fpotlefs and fo fair Applaufe, had crown'd m y going off. (Afide.) Well, Sir. Fair. But thofe that faw him in his Travels, told fuch Wonders of his Improvement, that the Report recall'd his Father's Years ; and with the Joy to hear his Hermes prais'd, he oft wou'd break the Chains of Gout and Age; and leaping up with Strength of greeneft Youthj cry, My Hermes is my felf : Methinks I live myjprightly Days agen, and I am young in him. E. W. Spite of all Modefty, a M a n muft o w n a Pleafure in the hearing of his Praife. (Afide. Fair. You're thoughtful, Sir: Had you any Relation to the Family w e talk of? E. W. None, Sir, beyond m y private Concern in the pub-lick Lots. But pray, Sir, what Character does the pre-fent Lord bear ? Fair. Your Pardon, Sir. As for the Dead, their Memories are left unregarded, and Tongues may touch them freely : But for the Living, they have provided for the Safety of their Names by a ftrong Inclofure of the Law. There is a thing cali'd Scandalum Magnatum, Sir. E. W. I commend your Caution, Sir ; but be alTur'd I intend not to entrap you. - I a m a poor Gentleman; and having heard much of the Charity of the old Lord Woudbe, I had a mind to apply to his Son; and therefore enquire! his Character. Fair. Alas! Sir, things are chang'd: That Houfe was once what Poverty might go a Pilgrmageto feek, and have its Pains rewarded. • The noble Lord, die truly noble Lord, held his Eftate, his Honour, and his Houfe, as if they were only lent # Porter, unpootn t ot heex Icnltuedree^ft b ouft dfoeirnvge gtohoe dP otoo ro.t heNr?o. CrHeed iwktaeopsrt |