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NIGHTMARE ABBEY.

Mr. Hilary.

Let us sing a catch.

Mr. Glowry.

No: a nice tragical ballad. The Norfolk Tragedy to the tune of the hundredth Psalm.

Mr. Hilary.

I say a catch.

Mr. Glowry.

I say no. A song from Mr. Cypress.

All.

A song from Mr. Cypress.

Mr. Cypress sung:

There is a fever of the spirit, The brand of Cain's unresting doom, Which in the lone dark souls that bear it Glows like the lamp in Tullia's tomb: Unlike that lamp, its subtle fire Burns, blasts, consumes its cell, the heart, Till, one by one, hope, joy, desire, Like dreams of shadowy smoke depart.
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