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A44628
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The six days adventure, or, The new Utopia a comedy as it is acted at his Royal Highness the Duke of York's theatre.
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Howard, Edward, fl. 1669.
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1671
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Wing H2974; ESTC R16302
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peace I am resolv'd to maintain my Humour and when I am dead my life shall Oblige some Poet or other by spiriting Comedy with my Character Soly. You have good luck if you 'scape Whilst you live there are writers amongst us Of such barren inventions as they are forc'd to Character the living and could it but produce Reformation amongst us Satyrical Poets were The most useful of all professions in Utopia Merid. What call you Reformation Soly. The suppression of vanity and vice Merid. I have heard of such a Sect in England That would inveigh openly against all these yet lov'd their Regalio's and the close embrace in private I hope you are not of the same complexion Soly. There 's nothing more hard than to dissemble safely Aside But Sir though you censure freely I hope I may deserve so much of your Charity to Be taken as I profess my self to be Merid. I 'll be as candid as you can deserve or desire me Soly. To requite your favour I 'll put you in Mind of what you have cause to consider Merid. With all my heart Sir Soly. But whether 't will fit your jolly humour I make a question Merid. You need not Sir I am prepar'd for all Things the world can impose on me a Non-resident Priest lives not so much sine cura as I do And will do Soly. You might remember we are this day in danger Of being unmann'd Merid. How unmann'd Prethee how Feels below I should as unwillingly want any thing that belongs to Manhood As any man of twenty in Utopia Soly. Or what is worse if not prevented our women May this day claim the Government of us and Our Country by an unhappy custom sometime Practis'd here Is this no judgment on our Vanities Merid. A meer happiness the only mirth I look'd for I know our Law saies their time is come And happy our Common-wealth that is like to Exchange Clubs for Diamonds Soly. But more unhappy Ancestors Where was their Judgments their resolutions in gratifying the Weak and vainer sex with such a Law 'T is torment to My senses Merid. But in mine the most natural of all Governments Was not first man then woman So in dominion here Our constitution says that they and we must rule by Turns Though as a man I could be well enough content My own sex might be still superiour but be merry and Amorous and no matter Knight Soly. That any man upward of 60 years should be thus Extravagant Well Solymour tho' thy inclinations May be as prone to vice there is some honour in thy Aside Dissimulation A gilded pill deceives the eye though Not the taste Enter Frankman Merid. Mr. Frankman well met Frank. Sir Adam I joy to see you I perceive there 's no Decay of Mirth in you whatsoever there is in nature Merid. Thanks be to heaven I feel none My gray hairs Do not lessen my Genius but rather improve it by Putting me in mind of the silver Age of which the Poets sung so merrily in times past and were sixteen My Rival I should think that woman too blame That would not make me her choice Frank. God a mercy old boy Merid. And how do the Ladies of our acquaintance Frank. You would not make love to them Merid. Were I sure they would not neglect me for these gray hairs I 'de say something Frank. A merry heart may do much you know what Times are towards us Merid. I know I know and have been winning of Sir Solymour but he 's so austere Frank. Oh he 's a man of magistracy though I believe no better A member of the Common-wealth than he should be Aside Soly. And must blush with others if I lay down my authority At the foot of a petticoat are you for a resignation Mr. Frankman Frank. Not violent but rather indifferent since the Law allows it Tho' I doubt not we have some Magistrates of your grave Sence that will unwillingly resign Soly. May heaven reward them Frank. But when I consider the Novelty To see this Lady vie With t'other for beauty place and superintendency 'T will be such a gay government Mere. And so sportive and aery that an Anarchy under them Would be pleasant Soly. Our predecessors have been curs'd in their Cradles or what Is worse fool'd by their Wives Frank. Do not torment your self so much good Sir Solymour the Utmost time is but a year and a day and 't is odds if they Obtain it whether 't will last to the next Moonlight as Matters may fall out Soly. Were it not for our sins I should hope better things But the time we live in is degenerate and vicious above All others Frank. A mere vulgar error maintain'd by some peevish examples Of formality and age Are not the Sun and Stars of the same Temper and heat they ever were The Elements likewise the Same and consequently our constitutions that depend on These not more variable or degenerate in this than in other ages Of the world but if your past youth have offended or That you have any clandestine sin lies heavy on your Conscience 't will become your gravity in due time to Repent and acknowledge it Merid. God a mercy young heart thou hast spoke my sence To purpose Soly. And touches home but I hope ignorantly Aside I should be loath to blush for my hypocrisy Ha¡ what noise is this Hoboys sound Merid. Hoboys Sir In my younger years they were us'd On the stage to represent state and triumph Enter Foppering Frank. And he at the end on 't then we shall have an Enterlude to purpose Soly. By your leaves Gentlemen I would be excus'd The hearing of it Soly. offers to go out Frank. You shall not take it by your favour Sir untill you Know the occasion of his presenting himself thus Foppering A ha boys Hoboys again Soly. I beseech you Sir I love no instrumental sound to which Purpose I have caus'd all the instruments in my house To be broken Frank. I fear a sign of no good nature in you Merid. Or a strange antipathy to mirth Fopp Victory Victory fellow Citizens of Utopia Soly. Such an extravagance as this a man would leap down A precipice to avoid Frank. The great Mogul has not invaded us and is beaten off Fopp And thereby hangs a tale boys and thereby hangs a tale boys Merid. Proceed thou spirit of joy Soly. May not I withdraw yet Frank. Give him the hearing first It may concern our common-Wealth Go on Sir Fopp Why to tell you true Gentiles as be it known to all the World I hate lying Frank. That parenthesis might have been spar'd Fopp And as I am a Gentleman of truth and honesty as I said before Sol. Yet again Would I were in a Mill that I might not hear the Whilst Fopp Then know all absent and present that I Tom Foppering Having bin the last night at some odds with my Wife and so Forth as you know 't is not easy for