The web of our life is of a mingled yarn; good and ill together:
our virtues would be proud if our faults whipp'd them not; and
our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our
virtues.

LONDON:

PRINTED FOR J. MAWMAN, IN THE POULTRY

BY G. HAZARD, BEECH - STREET.

1807.

249.5.165.

CHAP. XVIII.

Disguise, I see thou art a wickedness
Wherein the pregnant enemy doth much.

SHAKESPEAR.

THE season was now rapidly advancing, when London appears in its utmost gaiety and splendor. Lord Drelincourt always went there in February, and he this year rather hastened his return to it, as he remarked, with sorrow, the increasing estrangement of Lord Courtney from home, and the dejection which clouded Lady Rosamond's fine features, and cast a gloom over all her ideas and remarks. VOL. II. B

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