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A27331 The widdow Ranter, or, The history of Bacon in Virginia a tragi-comedy, acted by Their Majesties servants / written by Mrs. A. Behn. Behn, Aphra, 1640-1689.; Dryden, John, 1631-1700. 1690 (1690) Wing B1774; ESTC R34404 52,181 66

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as a Dove by nature fram'd Nor that my Lord whose youth 's unskill'd in War can either doubt his Courage or his forces t●… makes me seek a Reconcilation on any honourable terms of Peace Bac. Ah Madam if you knew how absolutely you command my Fate I fear but little honour wonld be left me since what so e're you ask me I should grant Queen Indeed I would not ask your Honour Sir That renders you too Brave in my esteem Nor can I think that you would part with that No not to save your Life Bac. I would do more to serve your least Commands than part with triviall Life Queen Bless me Sir how came I by such a Power Bac. The Gods and Nature gave it you in your Creation form'd with all the Charms that ever grac'd your Sex Queen I' st possible am I so Beautifull Bac. As Heaven or Angels there Queen Supposing this how can my Beauty make you so obliging Bac. Beauty has still a power over great Souls And from the moment I beheld your eyes my stubborn heart melted to compliance and from a nature rough and turbulent grew Soft and Gentle as the God of Love Queen The God of Love what is the God of Love Bac. 'T is a resistless Fire that 's kinddl'd thus takes her by the hand and gazes on her at every gaze we take from fine Eyes from such Bashfull Looks and such soft touches it makes us sigh and pant as I do now and stops the Breath when e're we speak of Pain Queen Alas for me if this should be Love aside Bac. It makes us tremble when we touch the fair one And all the bloud runs shiv'ring thro' the veins The heart 's surrounded with a feeble Languishment The eyes are dying and the Cheeks are pale The tongue is faltring and the body sainting Queen Then I 'm undone and all I feel is Love aside If Love be Catching Sir by looks and touches Let us at distance parley or rather let me fly For within veiw is too near aside Bac. Ah! she retires displeas'd I fear with my presumptious Love Oh pardon fairest creature kneels Queen I 'le talk no more our words exchange our Souls and every look ●…ades all my blooming honour like Sun beams on unguarded Roses take all our Kingdoms make our People Slaves and let me fall beneath your Conquering Sword But never let me hear you talk again or gaze upon your Eyes goes out Bac. She Loves by Heaven she Loves And has not art enough to hide her Flame tho' she have Cruel honour to suppress it However I 'le pursue her to the Banquet Exit SCENE II. The Widdow Ranters Hall Enter Sure-Love fan'd by two Negro's followed by Hazard Sure This Madam Ranter is so prodigious a Treater oh I hate a room that smells of a great Dinner and what 's worse a desert of Punch and Tobacco what are you taking leave so soon Cousin Haz. Yes Madam but 't is not fit I should let you know with what regret I go but business will be obey'd Sure Some Letters to dispatch to English Ladies you have left behind come Cousin Confess Haz. I own I much admire the English Beauties but never yet have put their Fetters on Sure Never in Love oh then you have pleasure to Come Haz. Rather a Pain when there 's no hope atrends it Sure Oh such diseases quickly cure themselves Haz. I do not wish to find it so For even in Pain I find a pleasure too Sure You are infected then and came abroad for cure Haz. Rather to receive my wounds Madam Sure Already Sir who e're sne be she made good hast to Conquer we have few here boast that Dexterity Haz. What think you of Chrisante Madam Sure I must confess your Love your Dispair are there plac●…d right of which I am not fond of being made a Consident since I 'm assur'd she can Love none but Friendly coldly Haz. Let her Love on as long as life shall last let Friendly take her and the Universe so I had my next wish sighs Madam it is your self that I adore I should not be so vain to tell you this bu●… that I know you 've found the secret out already from my sighs Sure Forbear Sir and know me for your kinsmans wife no more Haz. Be Scornfull as you please rail at my passion and refuse to hear it yet I 'le Love on and hope in spight of you my Flame shall be so constant and Submissive it shall compell your heart to some return Sure You 're very Confident of your power I perceive but if you chance to finde your self mistaken say your opinion and your affectation were misapply'd and not that I was Cruell Ex Surelove Haz. Whate're denyalls dwell upon your Tongue your eyes assure me that your heart is tender goes out Enter the Bag-Piper Playing before a great Boule of Punch carryed between two Negro's a Highlandler Dancing after it the Widdow Ranter led by Timerous Chrisante by Dullman Mrs. Flirt and Friendly all dancing after it they place it on the Table Dull This is like the Noble Widdow all over I'faith Tim. Ay Ay the widdows Health in a full Ladle Major but a Pox on 't what made that young Fellow here that affronted us yesterday Major drinks while they drink about Dull Some damn'd Sharper that wou'd lay his Knife aboard your Widdow Cornet Tim. Zoors if I thought so I 'd Arrest him for Salt and Battery Lay him in Prison for a Swinging fine and take no Baile Dull Nay had it not been before my Mrs here Mrs Chrisante I had swing'd him for his yesterdays affront ah my sweet Mistris Chrisante if you did but know what a power you have over me Chris. Oh you 're a great Courtier Major Dull Would I were any thing for your sake Madam Ran. Thou art any thing but what thou shouldst be prethee Major leave off being an old Buffoon that is a Lover turn'd to ridicule by Age consider thy self a Meer rouling Tun of Nants a walking Chimney ever Smoaking with Nasty Mundungus and then thou hast a Countenance like an old worm-eaten Cheese Dull Well widdow you will Joake ha ha ha Tim. Gad ' Zoors She 's pure Company ha ha Duoe No matter for my Countenance Coll. Downright likes my Estate and is resolv'd to have it a Match Friend Dear Widdow take off your Damn'd Major for if he speak another word to Chrisante I shall be put past all my patience and fall foul upon him Ran. S'life not for the world Major I bar Love-making within my Territories 't is inconsistent with the Punch-Bowle if you 'l drink do if not be gone Tim. Nay Gad's Zooks if you enter me at the Punch-Boule you enter me in Politicks well 't is the best Drink in Christendom for a Statesman they drink about the Bag-Pipe playing Ran. Come now you shall see what my high Land-Vallet can do a Scots Dance Dull So I see let the
indeed to molest and enslave the whole Colony and to take away their Liberties and Properties this is to declare that whoever shall bring this Traytor Dead or alive to the Council shall have three hundred Pounds reward And so God save the King All. A Councel a Councel Hah Hollow Enter a Souldier hastily Sould. Stand to your Arms Gentlemen stand to your Arms Bacon is Marching this way Dun. Hah what numbers has he Soul About a hundred Horse in his March he has surpriz'd Collonel Downright and taken him Prisoner All. Let 's fall on Bacon let 's fall on Bacon hay Hollow Booz VVe 'll hear him speak first and see what he can say for himself All. Ay ay we 'l hear Bacon speak Dunce pleads with them Tim. VVell Major I have found a Stratagem shall make us four the Greatest Men in the Colony we 'll surrender our selves to Bacon and say we Disbanded on purpose Dull Good Whiff. VVhy I had no other design in the VVorld in refusing to ●…ight Whim. Nor I d' e think I wou'd have excus'd it with the fear of disordering my Cravat String else Dun. VVhy Gentlemen he designs to Fire James Town Murder you all and then lye with your VVives and will you slip this opportunity of seizing him Boo. Here 's a Tarmagant Rogue Neighbours we 'll Hang the Dog All Ay Ay hang Bacon hang Bacon Enter Bacon and Fearless some Souldiers leading in Downright bound Bacon stands and stares a while on the Regiments who are silent all Bac. VVell Gentlemen in order to your fine Declaration you see I come to render my self Dun. How came he to know of our Declaration Whim. Rogues Rogues among our selves that inform Bac. VVhat are ye silent all not a Man lift his Hand in Obedience to the Council to Murder this Traytor that has exposed his Life so often for vou Hah what not for three hundred Pound you see I 've left my Troops behind and come all wearied with the Toyles of VVar worn out by Summers heats and VVinters colds March'd tedious Days and Nights thro ●…ogs and Fens as dangerous as your Clamors and as Faithless what tho 't was to preserve you all in safety no matter you shou'd obey the Grateful Council and Kill this honest Man that has defended you All. Hum hum hum Whiff. The General speaks like a Gorgon Tim. Like a Cherubin Man Bac. All silent yet where 's that mighty Courage that cryed so loud but now A Council a Council where is your Resolution cannot three hundred Pound Excite your Valour to seize that Traytor Bacon who has bled for you All. A Bacon a Bacon a Bacon Hollow Dow. Oh Villanous Cowards Oh the Faithless Multitude Bac. VVhat say you Parson you have a forward Zeal Dun. I wish my Coat Sir did not hinder me from acting as becomes my Zeal and Duty Whim. A Plaguy Rugid Dog that Parson Bac. Fearless seize me that canting Knave from out the Herd and next those Honourable Officers Points to Dull VVhim. VVhiff and Tim. Fearless seizes them and gives them to the Souldiers and takes the Proclamation from Dunce and shews Bacon they read it Dull Seize us Sir you shall not need we laid down our Commissions on purpose to come over to your Honour Whiff. We ever lov'd and honour'd your Honour Tim. So intirely Sir that I wish I were safe in James Town for your sake and your Honour were hang'd Aside Bac. This fine Piece is of your Penning Parson though it be countenanc'd by the Councils Names Oh in gratitude Burn Burn the Treacherous Town Fire it immediately Whim. We 'll obey you Sir Whiff. Ay ay we 'll make a Bonfire on 't and Drink your Honours Health round about it They offer to go Bac. Yet hold my Revenge shall be more Merciful I ordered that all the Women of Rank shall be seiz'd and brought to my Camp I 'll make their Husbands pay their Ransoms dearly they 'd rather have their Hearts bleed than their Purses Fear Dear General let me have the seizing of Collonel Downright's Daughter I would fain be Plundering for a Trifle call'd a Maiden-head Bac. On pain of Death treat them with all respect assure them of the safety of their Honour Now all that will follow me shall find a welcom and those that will not may depart in Peace All. Hay a General a General a General Some Souldiers go off some go to the side of Bacon Enter Dareing and Souldiers with Chrisante Surelove Mrs. Wnim and Mrs. Whiff and several other Women Bac. Successful Dareing welcome what Prizes have ye Dare. The Fairest in the VVorld Sir I 'm not for common Plunder Down Hah my Daughter and my Kinswoman Bacon 'T is not with Women Sir nor honest Men like you that I intend to Combat not their own Parents shall not be more indulgent nor better safeguard to their Honours Sir But 't is to save the Expence of Blood I seize on their most valu'd Prizes Down But Sir I know your wild Lieutenant General has long lov'd my Chrisante and perhaps will take this time to force her to consent Dare. I own I have a Passion for Chrisante yet by my Generals Life or her fair self what now I Act is on the score of War I scorn to force the Maid I do adore Bac. Believe me Ladies you shall have Hon ourable Treatment here Chris. We do not doubt it Sir either from you or Dareing If he Love me that will secure my Honour or if he do not he 's to brave to injure me Dare. I thank you for your just opinion of me Madam Chris. But Sir 't is for my Father I must plead to see his Reverend Hands in Serval Chains and then perhaps if stubborn to your will his Head must fall a Victim to your Anger Down No my good Pious Girl I cannot fear Ignoble usage from the General And if thy Beauty can preserve thy Fam●… I shall not mourn in my Captivity Bac. I 'le ne're deceive your kind opinion of me Ladies I hope you 're all of that opinion to Surel If seizing us Sir can advance your Honour or be of any use considerable to you I shall be proud of such a slavery Mrs. Whim. I hope Sir we shan't be Ravish'd in your Camp Dare. Fie Mrs. Whimsey do Souldiers use to Ravish Mrs. Whiff. Ravish marry I fear 'em not I 'de have em know I scorn to be Ravish'd by any Man Fear Ay a my Conscience Mrs Whiff you are too good natur'd Dare. Madam I hope you 'l give me leave to name Love to you and try by all sub misive ways to win your heart Chris. Do your worst Sir I give you leave if you assail me only with your Tongue Dare. That 's generous and brave and I le requite it Enter Souldier in haste Soul The Truce being ended Sir the Indians grow so insolent as to attack us even in our Camp and have kill'd several of our Men. Bac.