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A36685 Sr Martin Mar-all, or, The feign'd innocence a comedy, as it was acted at His Highnesse the Duke of York's Theatre. Dryden, John, 1631-1700.; Molière, 1622-1673. Etourdi.; Newcastle, William Cavendish, Duke of, 1592-1676.; Quinault, Philippe, 1635-1688. Amant indiscret. 1668 (1668) Wing D2359; ESTC R7467 47,962 78

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be here Sir John She and her Father said you Sir Warn Tell him Sir for Heavens sake tell him all Sir Mart. So I will Sir without your bidding her Father and she are come up already that 's the truth on 't and are to lodge by my Contrivance in you House the Master of which is a cunning Rascal as any in Town him I have made my own for I lodge there Warn You do ill Sir to speak so scandalously of my Landlord Sir Mart. Peace or I 'l break your Fool 's head So that by his means I shall have free egress and regress when I please Sir without her Fathers knowledge VVarn I am out of patience to hear this Sir John Methinks you might do well Sir to speak openly to her Father Sir Mart. Thank you for that i'faith in speaking to old Moody I may soon spoil all Warn So now he has told her Father's name 't is past recovery Sir John Is her Fathers name Moody say you Sir Mart. Is he of your acquaintance Sir John Yes Sir I know him for a man Who is too wise for you to over-reach I am certain he will never marry his Daughter To you Sir Mart. Why there 's the jest on 't He shall never know it 't is but your Keeping of my Counsel I 'le do as much for you mun Sir John No Sir I 'le give you better trouble not your self about this Lady her affections are otherwise engaged to my knowledge hark in your Ear her Father hates a Gamester like a Devil I 'le keep your Counsel for that too Sir Mart. Nay but this is not all dear Sir John Sir John This is all I assure you only I will make bold To seek your Mistress out another Lodging Ex. Sir John Warn Your Affairs are now put into an excellent posture Thank your incomparable discretion this was a Stratagem my shallow wit could ne're have reach'd to make a Confident of my Rival Sir Mart. I hope thou art not in earnest man is he my Rival Warn ' Slife he has not found it out all this while well Sir for a quick apprehension let you alone Sir Mart. How the Devil cam'st thou to know on t and Why the Devil didst thou not tell me on t Warn To the first of your Devil 's I answer her Maid Rose told me on 't to the second I wish a thousand Devils take him that would not hear me Sir Mart. O unparallell'd Misfortune Warn O unparrellell'd ignorance why he left her Father at the water-side while he lead the Daughter to her Lodging whither I directed him so that if you had not laboured to the contrary Fortune had plac'd you in the same House with your Mistress without the least suspicion of your Rival or of her Father but 't is well you have satisfi'd your talkative humour I hope you have some new project of your own to set all right agen for my part I confess all my designs for you are wholly ruin'd the very foundations of 'em are blown up Sir Mart. Prethee insult not over the Destiny of a poor undone Lover I am punish'd enough for my indiscretion in my despair and have nothing to hope for now but death Warn Death is a Bug-word things are not brought to that extremity I●l cast about to save all yet Enter Lady Dupe La. Dupe O Sir Martin yonder has been such a stir within Sir John I fear smoaks your design and by all means would have the old man remove his Lodging pray God your man has not play'd false Warn Like enough I have I am Coxcomb sufficient to do it my Master knows that none but such a great Calf as I could have done it such an over-grown Ass a self-conceited Ideot as I. Sir Mart. Nay Warner Warn Pray Sir let me alone what is it to you if I rail upon my self now could I break my own Loggar-head Sir Mart. Nay sweet Warner Warn What a good Master have I and I to ruine him O Beast La Dupe Not to discourage you wholly Sir Martin this storm is partly over Sir Mart. As how dear Cousin La D. When I heard Sir John complain of the Landlord I took the first hint of it and joyn'd with him saying if she were such an one I would have nothing to do with him in short I ratled him so well that Sir John was the first who did desire they might be lodg'd with me not knowing that I was your Kinswoman Sir Mart. Pox on 't now I think on 't I could have found out this my self Warn Are you there agen Sir now as I have a Soul Sir Mart. Mum good Warner I did but forget my self a little I leave my self wholly to you and my Cousin get but my Mistress for me and claim what e'r reward you can desire Warn Hope of reward will diligence beget Find you the Money and I 'l find the wit Exeunt ACT. II. Enter Lady Dupe and Mrs. Christian. Chr. IT hapned Madam just as you said it would But was he so concern'd for my feign'd sickness La. D. So much that Moody and his Daughter our new Guests took notice of the trouble but the Cause was kept too close for Strangers to divine Chr. Heav'n grant he be but deep enough in love and then La. D. And then thou shalt distil him into Gold my Girl Yonder he comes I 'l not be seen you know Your Lesson Child Exit Chr. I warrant you Enter Lord Dartmouth Lord. Pretty Mistress Christian How glad am I to meet you thus alone Chr. O the Father what will become of me now Lord. No harm I warrant you but why are you so fraid Chr. A poor weak innocent Creature as I am Heav'n of his mercy how I quake and tremble I have not yet claw'd off your last ill usage and now I feel my old fit come again my Ears tingle already and my back shuts and opens I just so it began before Lord Nay my sweet Mistress be not so unjust To suspect any new attempt I am too penitent for my last fault So soon to sin agen I hope you did not tell it to your Aunt Chr. The more Fool I I did not Lord. You never shal repent your goodness to me But may not I presume there was some little Kindness in it which mov'd you to conceal my Crime Chr. Methought I would not have mine Aunt angry with you for all this earthly good But yet I 'l never be alone with you agen Lord. Pretty Innocence let me sit nearer to you You do not understand what love I bear you I vow it is so pure My Soul 's not sully'd with one spot of sin Were you a Sister or a Daughter to me With a more holy Flame I could not burn Chr. Nay now you speak high words I cannot understand you Lord. The business of my life shall be but how to make your Fortune and my care and study to advance and see you settled in the
with promise to return strait to his Lordship but after I am gone send an Excuse that I have given you a Cordial and mean to watch that night in person with you Chr. His Lordship then will find the Prologue of his trouble doubting I have told you of his ruffling La. Dupe And more than that fearing his Father should know of it and his Wife who is a Termagant Lady but when he finds the Coast is clear and his late ruffling known to none but you he will be drunk with joy Chr. Finding my simple Innocence which will inflame him more La. Dupe Then what the Lyon's skin has fail'd him in the Foxes subtlety must next supply and that is just Sweet-heart as I would have it for crafty Folks treaties are their advantage especially when his passion must be satisfi'd at any rate and you keep shop to set the price of Love so now you see the Market is your own Chr. Truly Madam this is very rational and by the blessing of Heav'n upon my poor endeavours I do not doubt to play my part La. Dupe My blessing and my pray'rs go along with thee Enter Sir John Swallow Mrs. Millesent and Rose her Maid Chr. I believe Madam here is the young Heiress you expect and with her he who is to marry her La. Dupe Howe're I am Sir Martins Friend I must not seem his Enemy Sir John Madam this fair young Lady begs the honour to be known to you Mill. My Father made me hope it Madam La. Dupe Sweet Lady I believe you have brought all the Freshness of the Country up to Town with you They salute Mill. I came up Madam as we Country-Gentlewomen use at an Easter-Term to the destruction of Tarts and Cheese-cakes to see a New Play buy a new Gown take a Turn in the Park and so down agen to sleep with my Fore-fathers Sir John Rather Madam you are come up to the breaking of many a poor Heart that like mine will languish for you Chr. I doubt Madam you are indispos'd with your Voyage will you please to see the Lodgings your Father has provided for you Mill. To wait upon you Madam La. Dupe This is the door there is a Gentleman will wait you immediately in your Lodging if he might presume on your Commands In whisper Mill. You mean Sir Martin Marrall I am glad he has entrusted his passion with so discreet a person In whisper La. Dupe Sir John let me intreat you to stay here that my Father may have intelligence where to find us Sir John I shall obey you Madam Exeunt Women Enter Sir Martin Sir John Sir Martin Marrall most happily encounter'd how long have you been come to Town Sir Mart. Some three dayes since or thereabouts but I thank God I am very weary on 't already Sir John Why what 's the matter man Sir Mart. My villainous old luck still follows me in gaming I never throw the Dice out of my hand but my Gold goes after 'em if I go to Picquet though it be but with a Novice in 't he will picque and repicque and Capot me twenty times together and which most mads me I lose all my Sets when I want but one of up Sir John The pleasure of play is lost when one loses at that unreasonable rate Sir Mart. But I have sworn not to touch either Cards or Dice this half year Sir John The Oaths of losing Gamesters are most minded they foreswear play as an angry Servant does his Mistress because he loves her but too well Sir Mart. But I am now taken up with thoughts of another nature I am in love Sir Sir John That 's the worst Game you could have play'd at scarce one Woman in an hundred will play with you upon the Square you venture at more uncertainty than at a Lottery for you set your heart to a whole Sex of Blanks But is your Mistress Widow Wife or Maid Sir Mart. I can assure you Sir mine is a Maid The Heiress of a wealthy Family Fair to a Miracle Sir John Does she accept your service Sir Mart. I am the only person in her favour Enter Warner Sir John Is she of Town or Country Warn aside How 's this Sir Mart. She is of Kent near Canterbury Warn What does he mean this is his Rival Aside Sir John Near Canterbury say you I have a small Estate lies thereabouts and more concernments than one besides Sir Mart. I 'l tell you then being at Canterbury It was my Fortune once in the Cathedral Church Warn What do you mean Sir to intrust this man with your Affair thus Sir Mart. Trust him why he 's a friend of mine Warn No matter for that hark you a Word Sir Sir Mart. Prethee leave fooling and as I was saying I was in the Church when I first saw this fair one Sir John Her Name Sir I beseech you Warn For Heaven's sake Sir have a care Sir Mart. Thou art such a Coxcomb Her name 's Millisent Warn Now the Pox take you Sir what do you mean Sir John Millisent say you that 's the name of my Mistress Sir Mart. Lord what luck is that now well Sir it happen'd one of her Gloves fell down I stoop'd to take it up And in the stooping made her a Complement Warn The Devil cannot hold him now will this thick-skull'd Master of mine tell the whole story to his Rival Sir Mart. You 'l say 't was strange Sir but at the first glance we cast on one another both our hearts leap'd within us our Souls met at our Eyes and with a tickling kind of pain slid to each others breast and in one moment setled as close and warm as if they long had been acquainted with their lodging I follow'd her somewhat at a distance because her Father was with her Warn Yet hold Sir Sir Mart. Sawcy Rascal avoid my sight Must you tutor me So Sir not to trouble you I enquir'd out her Father's House without whose knowledge I did Court the Daughter and both then and often since coming to Canterbury I receiv'd many proofs of her kindness to me Warn You had best tell him too that I am acquainted with her Maid and manage your love under-hand with her Sir Mart. Well remember'd i'faith I thank thee for that I had forgot it I protest my Valet de Chambre whom you see here with me grows me acquainted with her Woman Warn O the Devil Sir Mart. In fine Sir this Maid being much in her Mistresses favour so well sollicited my Cause that in fine I gain'd from fair Mistress Millisent an assurance of her kindness and an ingagement to marry none but me Warn 'T is very well you 've made a fair discovery Sir John A most pleasant Relation I assure you you are a happy man Sir but What occasion brought you now to London Sir Mart. That was in expectation to meet my Mistress here she writ me word from Canterbury she and her Father shortly would
taken down Sir John What new device is this tro Mood I know not what to make on 't Sir John to Tony. Pray Mr. Fool where 's the rest o' your Company I would fain see 'em again When they are up the Company dances about 'em then dance off Tony dances a fig. Landl. Come down and tell 'em so Cudden Sir John I 'll be hang'd if there be not some Plot in 't and this Fool is set here to spin out the time Mood Like enough undone undone my Daughters's gone let me down Sirrah Landl. Yes Cudden Sir John My Mistress is gone let me down first He offers to pull down the stools Landl. This is the quickest way Cudden Sir John Hold hold or thou wilt break my neck Landl. And you will not come down you may stay there Cudden Exit Landlord dancing Mood O Scanderbag Villains Sir John Is there no getting down Mood All this was long of you Sir Jack Sir John 'T was long of your self to invite them hither Mood O you young Coxcombs to be drawn in thus Sir John You old Sot you to be caught so sillily Mood Come but an inch nearer and I 'll so claw thee Sir John I hope I shall reach to thee Mood And 't were not for thy wooden breast-work there Sir John I hope to push thee down from Babylon Enter Lord Lady Dupe Sir Martin Warner Rose Millisent vail'd Landlord Lord. How Gentlemen what quarrelling among your selves Mood Coxnowns help me down and let me have fair play he shall never marry my Daughter Sir Mart. leading Rose No I 'll be sworn that he shall not therefore never repine Sir for Marriages you know are made in Heaven in fine Sir we are joyn'd together in spig't of Fortune Rose pulling off her mask That we are indeed Sir Martin and these are Witnesses therefore in fine never repine Sir for Marriages you know are made in Heaven Omn. Rose Warn What is Rose split in two sure I ha' got one Rose Mill. I the best Rose you ever got in all your life Pulls off her mask Warn This amazeth me so much I know not what to say or think Mood My Daughter married to Warner Sir Mart. Well I thought it impossible any man in England should have over reach'd me sure Warner there was some mistake in this prithee Billy let 's go to the Parson to set all right again that every man may have his own before the matter go 100 far Warn Well Sir for my part I will have nothing farther to do with these Women for I find they will be too hard for us but e'n sit down by the loss and content my self with my hard fortune But Madam do you ever think I will forgive you this to cheat me into an Estate of 2000 l. a year Sir Mart. And I were as thee I would not be so serv'd Warner Mill. I have serv'd him but right for the cheat he put upon me when he perswaded me you were a Wit now there 's a trick for your trick Sir Warn Nay I confess you have out-witted me Sir John Let me down and I 'll forgive all freely They let him down Mood What am I kept here for Warn I might in policy keep you there till your Daughter and I had been in private for a little consummation But for once Sir I 'll trust your good nature Takes him down too Mood And thou wert a Gentleman it would not grieve me Mill. That I was assur'd of before I married him by my Lord here Lord. I cannot refuse to own him for my Kinsman though his Father's sufferings in the late times hath ruin'd his Fortunes Mood But yet he has been a Serving-man Warn You are mistaken Sir I have been a Master and besides there 's an Estate of 800 l. a year only it is mortgaged for 6000 l. Mood Well we 'll bring it off and for my part I am glad my Daughter has miss'd in fine there Sir John I will not be the only man that must sleep without a Bedfellow to night if this Lady will once again receive me La. Dupe She 's yours Sir Lord. And the sam Parson that did the former execution is still in the next Chamber what with Cawdels Wine and Quidding which he has taken in abundance I think he will be able to wheadle two more of you into matrimony Mill. Poor Sir Martin looks melancholly I am half afraid he is in love Warn Not with the Lady that took him for a Wit I hope Rose At least Sir Martin can do more than you Mr. Warner for he can make me a Lady which you cannot my Mistress Sir Mart. I have lost nothing but my Man and in fine I shall get another Mill. You 'll do very well Sir Martin for you 'll never be your own Man I assure you Warn For my part I had lov'd you before if I had follow'd my inclination Mill. But now I am afraid you begin of the latest except your love can grow up like a Mushrome at a nights warning Warn For that matter never trouble your self I can love as fast as any man when I am nigh possession my love falls heavy and never moves quick till it comes near the Centre he 's an ill Falconer that will unhood before the quarry be in sight Love 's an high mettal'd Hawk that beats the Air But soon grows weary when the Game 's not near Epilogue AS Country Vicars when the Sermon 's done Run hudling to the Benediction Well knowing though the better sort may stay The Vulgar Rout will run unblest away So we when once our Play is done make haste With a short Epilogue to close your taste In thus withdrawing we seem mannerly But when the Curtain 's down we peep and see A Jury of the Wits who still stay late And in their Club decree the poor Plays fate Their Verdict back is to the Boxes brought Thence all the Town pronounces it their thought Thus Gallants we like Lilly can foresee But if you ask us what our doom will be We by to morrow will our Fortune cast As he tells all things when the Year is past FINIS