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10 THE FALL OF MORTIMER.
A6bion ! there will be Fuel for thy Fire,
Great as thy Spirit courts, and worthy of thee.
The Matter's ready, and the Engine fixt,
Many prepared, and eager for the Work ;
But Place and Time forbid the telling more-—
The Darling comes.
Enter Guards, Gentlemen, Turrington and Nevilfj^
fcUovfd by Mortimer.
Waiters. Make way there.
Guards. Room for his Lordfhip.
L. Mount. See, how the Toad fwells with his
own Applaufe !
Sir Tho. Dela. My Lord, you forget.
L. Mount. I'm filent.
Mort. liirrington.
Turr. Your Pleafure.
[Petitioners kneeling with Papers.
Mort. What are thofe Men, who bend their
Knee to us ?
They feem as Supplicants.
Ttirr. So they are indeed, from feveral Towns,.
Cities and Boroughs they are come.
Humbly imploring you wou'd intercede
For their lofl" Charters to the incens'd Queen.
Mort. That's the Chancellor's Bufinefs.
Turr. They know your Intereft greater, and
entreat it.
The Judges haveanrruU'd them -, and unlefs
Your Goodnefs can prevail, many a Town,
By their own Faults incurr'd, will fall to Ruin^
And be a Wildernefs — Thoufands of Families^
Now in the v/ay of Life, muft ftarve and perifh.
Mort. Their ancient Charters by the Law are
forfeited -,
But I will ftudy how to get 'em new Ones.
Our Time is fpent in fetting Things aright.
This Kingdom wants it, and I am it's Friend.
Lord