In the Holy College it was
followed by the SWEATING SICKNESS, which thinned it very sorely; and
several even of God's vicegerents were laid under tribulation by it.
Among the chambers of the Vatican it hung for ages, and it crowned
the labours of Pope Leo XII., of blessed memory, with a crown
somewhat uneasy.
{105a} Sir Thomas seems to have been jealous of these two towers,
certainly the finest in England. If Warwick Castle could borrow the
windows from Kenilworth, it would be complete. The knight is not
very courteous on its hospitality. He may, perhaps, have
experienced it, as Garrick and Quin did under the present occupant's
grandfather, on whom the title of Earl of Warwick was conferred for
the eminent services he had rendered to his country as one of the
lords of the bedchamber to his Majesty George the Second. The
verses of Garrick on his invitation and visit are remembered by
many. Quin's are less known.
He shewed us Guy's pot, but the soup he forgot;
Not a meal did his lordship allow,
Unless we gnaw'd o'er the blade-bone of the boar,
Or the rib of the famous Dun Cow.
When Nevile the great Earl of Warwick lived here,
Three oxen for breakfast were slain,
And strangers invited to sports and good cheer,
And invited again and again.
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