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The successfull straingers a tragi-comedy : acted by Their Majesties servants, at the Theatre Royal / written by William Mountfort.
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Mountfort, William, 1664?-1692.
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1690
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Wing M2977; ESTC R14436
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Praise Contends with Lawriet and decaying Bays Nor is 't unjust to sacrifice both them To thy aspiring and as hopeful Pen Since Emulation stil's the Poets aim And his most lov'd Reward but glorious fame Just Praise will raise thy soreing Muse still higher And add new Vigour Spirit Life and Fire To what thy fruitful Brain shall more acquire But to encrease the wonder of thy pen Thou art not now more learn'd then Shakespear then Who to th' amaze of the more Letter'd men Minted such thoughts from his own Natural Brain As the great Readers since could ne're attain Though daily they the stock of Learning drain Nature most justly in thy Play is seen Easie the Plot and turning of each Scene Thy Similies so new that they surprize Like a fresh Beautie 's bright all-conquering eyes Thy words with artless Grace so smoothly flow That like soft Waller's verse thy Prose does show Harmonious is the sound tunes every Line More pleasing far then Gingling tiresome Rhime Those few will nicely taste the sweeter Chime Whose Soul 's compos'd of numbers like to thine Already hast thou learnt the Art to move From nicest honour to the tender'st Love And gently dost instruct the blushing maid How soon her Love is still by Love betray'd Into a soft Confession of her flame For him that dies for what he dares not name This last writ Play discovers to in thee Something like Reading and Philosophy Else how could'st thou with such judicious art Coppy true nature in each various part The lower Comedy which seems design'd To please th'unthinking crowd and less Refin'd Even that is natural brisk correct and free Has the true Salt and Spirit of Comedy May it succeed and please the carping Age Who snarlingly enjoy'd thy Pucellage As vext the first should so much pleasure give Foretelling that the next would longer live Have Courage then and be no more afraid You need not act again the bashful Maid Let not the fate of that discourage thee But listen to fam'd Waller's Prophesie The faiding Blossom's which a young Plant bears Ingage our Hopes for the succeeding years And Hope is all which Art or Nature brings At the first Tryal to accomplish things Mankind was first created an Essay That ruder Draught the Deluge wash'd away How many Ages past what Blood and Toil Before we made one Kingdom of this Isle How long in vain had Nature striv'd to frame An acting Poet till great Shakspher came And thou the next wil 't Rival him in Fame Unknown Admirer as I am of thee Whom nothing could debauch to Poetry But the strange Zeal I have to do thee Right Maugre my Sex's weakness Nature's spight I 'll hope good Nature so will interpose You 'll not these well-meant Lines a Jest expose To lashing Criticks whose ill-natur'd rage Blow off young Blossoms in this Satirick Age. To th' blushing Flames let it committed be In silence dye there only slain by thee Now I am not at all concern'd at this nor do or did I ever write for Fame And when I chance to write again as indeed all my Works are hab nab at a Venture if the Town will be as kind to my next third day as they were to my last I shall leave my Poetry to the utmost Severity of their Censure and end with an approv'd Saying If I have their Money much good may do them with their Jests Dramatis Personae DON Carlos a haughty Spaniard in Love with Dorothea but married to Biancha at last Mr. Williams Silvio a stranger in Love with Dorothea Mr. Mountfort Antonio Brother to Silvio the other stranger in Love with Feliciana Mr. Powel Don Lopez a Rich old covetous Spaniard Father to Feliciana and Dorothea Mr. Nokes Don Francisco an old Spaniard Father to Don Carlos Mr. Lee. Don Pedro Father to Biancha Mr. Bright Guzman Serv. to Carlos and intriegues with Farmosa Mr. Vnderhill Sancho Serv. to Silvio an English-man pick't up in England Mr. Bowen WOMEN Dorothea in a manner engaged to Carlos but in Love with Silvio Mrs. Knight Feliciana her sister in Love with Antonio Mrs. Mountfort Farmosa Woman to Dorothea Mrs. Corey Biancha in Love with Carlos Mrs. Bracegirdle A Neice to Don Pedro. Mrs. Miles Dons Attendants Fidlers Bravo's c. SCENE Sevill PROLOGUE Spoke by Mrs. Bracegirdle WEll worthy Auditors I am come again To plead in the behalf of a weak Pen Quaking within the expecting wretch does sit To hear the dreadful sentence of the Pit Some are resolv'd he hears it shall be damn'd Only because 't is from a Players hand Sure we have acted some notorious Treason You 'll not allow the Men nor do us reason Our Women are as kind as may be too But nothing but a Maist forsooth will do And her twice had rot her she was not so You turn her off upon some base pretence So making her a fool proves you have sense How many of our poor deluded train Have been took off the Stage and sent again One day high dress'd as any intriegueing Sinner The next poor riggings pawn'd to buy 'em dinner So from that greatness still grow less and less Commend me to a Huswife for a miss Before the silly Creatures you debauch'd You made high presents some of 'em were caoch'd Some on first floor did lodge in plate did feast And nothing but tit bits cou'd they ingest Toys of all sorts with Squirril Lizzard Parrot And in three Months O flesh how cou'd they bear it In clogs did beat the hoof and lay in Garret Some sparks have told me they wou'd do as much If I had grace enough to be but such Nay I was offer'd fifty Skillings Dutch But to our Author Cou'd but the Females see how very sad He looks they 'd pitty such a likely Lad But hang him slave he 's married there 's the curse Ah Devil for this better and for worse Well Gallants be impartial to him this day If his Play 's bad dawn him indeed I say But if by chance he has writ it to your mind As ever you expect my heart to find Inclinable to you be kind to him And Ladies if you smile we doubt not them The First ACT. Enter Don Carlos and his Man Guzman SCENE I. A Garden Carlos HAve I invented numerous pleasures for her Wasted my plenty to advance Her State Was I the first that set her up for shew Nourish'd her Emulation still with presents Which rais'd the Envy of the Spanish Dames Because their Lovers could not match my guifts Guzm. Good Sir don't chafe so Carl. Arts have been puzl'd and Invention tir'd To humour her affected Luxury There 's not a sence she has but as it pall'd I still supply'd with change Guz. Nay you have had enough to do to please her For she has been as humoursome as Breeding Quality When the Family wants an Heir Carl. Damn her foul feeding on this course Plebeian For were he Noble he would own his Being It is