A day with Cromwell: a drama of history, in five acts, by Auctor.

  • Benjamin Ward Richardson
Date:
1869
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Credit: A day with Cromwell: a drama of history, in five acts, by Auctor. Source: Wellcome Collection.

Provider: This material has been provided by Royal College of Physicians, London. The original may be consulted at Royal College of Physicians, London.

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    Enter Joshua Buckthorn. Josh.—Now there’s a sentiment for a saint. I should know that voice: Mr. Colman, my friend, thy hand. I welcome thee. Smite’em.—“Mr. Colman” I hate that—Sillikin, Sillikin, art thou a son of Beh'al ? Josh.—Son of Belial! no idiot, give me thy hand, Mr. Colman; surely thou knowest the Honourable Joshua Buckthorn? Smite'em.—My nose forgetteth its cunning—[tries to sneeze.] Stand back Josh., stand hack; turn round Josh., turn round ; he’s the same behind as before. I am not a man; I am a fool, a fool! Josh.—Say not so, Mr. Colman, say not so : thou wert never a fool, nor more than I: and now thou art named in the one hundred of the guard to the person, and art to he officered too: and I am also promoted to great honour: I am his Highness’s Chamberlain. Smite’em.—Josh.! Josh.! thou art a hypocrite: hut tell me, as thou art a Chamber line, is Noll Cromwell up? Josh.—His Highness hath not yet risen. Smite’em.—Then his early rising won’t hurt him, Josh., if his long fasting don’t. Go and tell him to get up at once, I want to talk to him. Josh.—Impossible. Smite'em.—My eyes don’t see it, Joshua; why he once kicked me out of bed. Josh.—And might now kick thee out of thy commission! What art thou musing upon, Mr. Colman? Smite’em.—I was thinking, Josh. Buckthorn, thou art a hypo- crite. What is that book thou carriest: be it for instruction, condition, condemnation, edification, pacification, or conver- sation ? Josh. Thou did’st hit it at last, Mr. Colman, ’ tis for conversation. ’Tis my note-hook, look man. See on the cover— “Joshua Buckthorn, his book; Heaven give him grace therein to look; Not to look but to understand, Larning’s better nor house and land; When house and land is gone and spent, Then laming is most excellent.” Smite'em.—Well, Josh., considerin thou never had’st so much as a