the organist to pipe up his music. And as soon as it's over we'll drink the bride's health and health to the bridegroom. 'Tis a lucky thing that between us all the Dragon is gone, for there's still enough of my Burgundy to last us till midnight. Come, friends, come in, for everything waits your pleasure!"

Reader, if them haſt found thy Way thus far.
Sure then I've writ beneath a lucky Star;
And Nothing ſo becomes all Journeys' Ends
As that the Travellers ſhould part as Friends.