Having watched the funeral at some distance, Jonathan fancied he could discern the figure of Jack; but not being quite sure, he entered the church. Gazing at her with eyes blinded with tears, he imprinted one brotherly kiss upon her lips. The fire—if there was any in him—never made headway against this insistant demand to know the significance of these manifold inward agitations. I was always told my mother died the day I was born. He was offered the Bowl, but he left it and smiled, Crying, "Keep it till call'd for by JONATHAN WILD! "The rascal one day, "Will pass by this way, "And drink a full measure to moisten his clay! "And never will Bowl of Saint Giles have beguiled "Such a thorough-paced scoundrel as JONATHAN WILD!" V.
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