The colloquies of Edward Osborne, citizen and clothworker of London . his House ofBusiness. I know not when I had so desired tosee his Face, and to breathe the sameAir with Mistress Anne. I hastened toPhilpot Lane, and the first Sound I heardon entering the House, was of a Lute, rarely 240 The Colloquies rarely touched. I stood at Pause andlistened with Rapture. I thought, Oh,what heaven-like Sounds ! how sweet anAir ! how greatly hath she improved !when, of a sudden, the Prelude, for twasno more, was succeeded by a lovesickBallad, sung by a Mans mellow Voice!Oh, my Heart seemed to leap to myL

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The colloquies of Edward Osborne, citizen and clothworker of London . his House ofBusiness. I know not when I had so desired tosee his Face, and to breathe the sameAir with Mistress Anne. I hastened toPhilpot Lane, and the first Sound I heardon entering the House, was of a Lute, rarely 240 The Colloquies rarely touched. I stood at Pause andlistened with Rapture. I thought, Oh,what heaven-like Sounds ! how sweet anAir ! how greatly hath she improved !when, of a sudden, the Prelude, for twasno more, was succeeded by a lovesickBallad, sung by a Mans mellow Voice!Oh, my Heart seemed to leap to myLips, so great was the Revulsion. Istaggered as though I were shrew-struck;and leaning against the Wall, tried todeafen my Ears to the hateful all the sweet Chords seemed jangled !Who was the Singer ? and what was hisFooting here .? While I put to myself these bootlessQuestions, the Door at the Stair-headopened. Voices spake Farewell, some onecame forth, a light Foot ran down heStair, and, or ever I was aware, or couldmove off, a very young Man, habited in. w^ . V II i { fl^

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