“We have a private room at St. A wide terrace then led to large iron gates,' over which were
placed the two celebrated figures of Raving and Melancholy Madness, executed
by the elder Cibber, and commemorated by Pope in the Dunciad, in the wellknown lines:—
"Close to those walls where Folly holds her throne,
And laughs to think Monroe would take her down,
Where, o'er the gates, by his famed father's hand,
Great Cibber's brazen, brainless brothers stand. I trust that no unpleasant rumours will be circulated
before the election, at any rate. His lovely black eyes softened until they became like
languid as the night sky. “You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated. ’ He sighed. "What do you want fot that coat, friend?" asked Jack, as he came up. "You are very kind," said Jack, returning the money; "but I don't require
assistance.
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