“I cannot say more. A wide terrace then led to large iron gates,' over which were
placed the two celebrated figures of Raving and Melancholy Madness, executed
by the elder Cibber, and commemorated by Pope in the Dunciad, in the wellknown lines:—
"Close to those walls where Folly holds her throne,
And laughs to think Monroe would take her down,
Where, o'er the gates, by his famed father's hand,
Great Cibber's brazen, brainless brothers stand. She
bussed his cheek with her small lips as he stood by the
open door, and exited alone towards the sleeping house. ”
“We are,” said Ann Veronica. My father has made every possible
inquiry, and offered large rewards; but has not been able to discover the slightest
trace of him. He stopped before her suddenly. Smith will tell you I'm misinformed, also, on that
point. I know faces. The brown house,
almost exactly the same as the Beck’s, turned black as
pitch in the gloom.
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