As
they passed beneath the thick trees that shade the road to Dollis Hill, the gloom
was almost impenetrable. 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. His spirits
revived, and encouraging himself with the idea that the present impediment,
though the greatest, was the last, he set himself seriously to consider how it
might best be overcome. I was born of one Suzanne Valade and an
Englishman, Nicholas Charvill. Her pa was
only the smithy.
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