Charlot you who know my heart can you believe me false Charl. In every Syllable in every Look Your Vows your Sighs and Eyes all counterfeit You said you lov'd me where was then your truth You swore you were to be your Uncle's Heir Where was your confidence of me the while To think my Generosity so scanted To love you for your Fortune How every look betrays my yielding heart Aside No since men are grown so cunning in their Trade of Love the necessary Vice I 'll practice too And chaffer with Love-Merchants for my Heart Make it appear you are your Uncles Heir I 'll marry ye tomorrow Of all thy Cheats that was the most unkind Because you thought to conquer by that Lye To night I 'll be resolv'd Wild. Hum to night Charl. To night or I will think you love me for my Fortune which if you find elsewhere to more advantage I may unpitied die and I should die If you should prove untrue Tenderly to him Mrs. Clack There you 've dasht all again Wild. I am resolv'd to keep my credit with her Here 's my hand This night Charlot I 'll let you see the Writings But how a Pox of him that knows for Thomas Aside Charl. Hah that Hand without the Ring Nay never study for a handsome Lye Wild. Ring Oh aye I left it in my Dressing-room this morning Charl. See how thou hast inur'd thy Tongue to Falshood Did you not send it to a certain Creature They call Diana From off that hand that plighted Faith to me Wild. By Heaven 't is Witchcraft all Unless this Villain Fopington betray me Those sort of Rascals will do any thing For ready Meat and Wine I 'll kill the Fool Hah here Fop. Here Lord Lord Turns quick and sees him behind him Where were thy Eyes dear Wilding Wild. Where they have spy'd a Rascal Where was this Property conceal'd Fop. Conceal'd What dost thou mean dear Tom Why I stood as plain as the Nose on thy Face mun Wild. But 't is the ungrateful quality of all your sort to make such base returns How got this Rogue admittance and when in The Impudence to tell his treacherous Lyes Fop. Admittance Why thou' rt stark mad Did not I come in with you that is followed you Wild. Whither Fop. Why into the house up stairs stood behind you when you swore you wou'd come in and followed you in Wild. All this and I not see Fop. Oh Love's blind but this Lady saw me Mrs. Clackâ—â— saw 〈◊〉 Admittance quotha Wild. Why did you not speak Fop. Speak I was so amaz'd at what I heard the villanous Scandals laid on you by some pick-thank Rogue or other I had no power Wild. Aye thou knowst how I am wrong'd Fop. Oh most damnably Sir Wild. Abuse me to my Mistriss too Fop. Oh Villains Dogs Charl. Do you think they 've wrong'd him Sir for I 'll believe you Fop. Do I think Madam Aye I think him a Son of a Whore that said it and I 'll cut 's Throat Mrs. Clack Well this Impudence is a heavenly Vertue Wild. You see now Madam how Innocence may suffer Charl. In spight of all thy villanous dissembling I must believe and love thee for my quiet Wild. That 's kind and if before to morrow I do not shew you I deserve your Heart kill me at once by quitting me Farewel goes out with Fop. I know both where my Uncle's Will and other Writings lie by which he made me Heir to his whole Estate My craft will be in catching which if past Her Love secures me the kind Wench at last Aside Mrs. Clack What if he shou'd not chance to keep his word now Charl. How if he shou'd not by all that 's good if he shou'd not I am resolv'd â—o marry him however We two may make a pretty shift with three thousand â—ound a year yet I would fain be resolv'd how affairs stand between the old Genâ—leman and him I wou'd give the world to see that Widow too that Lady Galliard Mrs. Clack If you 're bent upon 't I 'll tell you what we 'll do Madam There 's eâ—ery day mighty Feasting here at his Uncles hard by and you shall disguise your â—elf as well as you can and go for a Niece of mine I have coming out of Scotland â—here you will not fail of seeing my Lady Galliard though I doubt not Mr. Wilding â—ho is of late discarded Charl. Enough I am resolv'd upon this designe Let 's in and and practise the â—orthern Dialect Exit both SCENE the Second The Street Enter Wilding and Fopington Wild. But then Diana took the Ring at last Fop. Greedlâ—y but rail'd and swore â— and ranted at your late unkindness and â—ou'd not be appeas'd Enter Dresswell Wild. Dresswell I was just going to see for thee Dress I 'm glad dear Tom I 'm here to serve thee Wild. And now I 've found thee thou must along with me Dress Whither But I 'll not ask but obey Wild. To a kind sinner Frank. Dress Pox on 'em all prithee turn out those petty Tyrants of thy Heart and fit it for a Monarch Love dear Widling of which thou never knewst the pleasure yet or not above a day Wild. Not knew the pleasure Death the very Essence the first draughts of Love Ah how pleasâ—â—â—â— is to drink when a man's adry The rest is all but dully â—ipping on Dress And yet this Diana for thither thou art going thou hast been constant to this three or four years Wild. A constant Keeper thou meanst which is indeed enough to get the scandal of a Coxcomb But I know not those sort of Baggages have a kind of Fascination so inticing and Faith after the Fatigues of Formal Visits to a mans dull Relations or what 's as bad to women of Quality after the busie Afflictions of the Day and the Debauches of the tedious Night I tell thee Frank a man's best Retirement is with a soft kind Wench But to say truth I have a farther designe in my Visit now Thou knowst how I stand past hope of Grace excommunicated the Kindness of my Uncle Dress True Wild. My lewd Debauches and being o' th wrong Party as he calls it is now become an reconcilable Quarrel so that I having many and hopeful Intrigues now depending especially these of my charming Widow and my City-Heiress which can by no means be carri'd on without that damn'd Necessary call'd Ready Money I have stretcht my Credit as all young Heirs do till 't is quite broke Now Liveries Coaches and Cloaths must be had they must my Friend Dress Why dost thou not in this Extremity clap up a Match with my Lady Galliard or this young Heiress you speak of Wild. But Marriage Frank is such a Bug-bear And this old Uncle of mine may one day be gathered together and sleep with his Fathers and then I shall have six thousand pound a year and the wide World before me and who the Devil cou'd
Dian. Hah Wilding Love can discover thee through all disguise Wild. Hah Diana Wou'd 't were Felony to wear a Vizard Gad I 'd rather meet it on the Kings Highway with Stand and Deliver than thus encounter it on the Face of an old Mistriss and the Cheat were more excusable But how Talks aside with her Sir Char. Nay never frown nor chide for thus do I intend to shew my Authority till I have made thee onely fit for me Wild. Is 't so my precious Uncle are you so great a Devil in Hypocrisie Thus had I been serv'd had I brought him the right woman Aside Dian. But do not think dear Tommy I wou'd have serv'd thee so married thy Uncle and have cozen'd thee of thy Birthright But see we 're observ'd Charlot listening behind him all this whilâ— Charl. By all that 's good 't is he that Voice is his He going from Dian. turns upon Charlot and looks Wild. Hah what pretty Creature 's this that has so much of Charlot in her face But sure she durst not venture 't is not her dress nor meen Dear pretty stranger I must dance with you Charl. Gued deed and see ye shall Sir â—en you please Tho l's not dance Sir I's tell ya that noo Wild. Nor I so we 're well matcht By Heaven she 's wonderous like her Charl. By th' Mass not so kind Sir 'T were gued that ene of us shou'd dance to guid the other wee l Wild. How young how innocent and free she is And wou'd you fair one be guided by me Charl. In any thing that gued is Wild. I love you extreamly and wou'd teach you to love Charl. Ah we le aday Sighs and smiles Wild. A thing I know you do not understand Charl. Gued faith and ya 're i' th' right Sir yet 't is a thing I's often hear ya gay men talk of Wild. Yes and no doubt have been told those pretty Eyes inspired it Charl. Gued deed and so I have Ya men make sa mickle ado aboot ens Eyes ways me I's ene tir'd with sick-like Compliments Wild. Ah if you give us Wounds we must complain Charl. Ya may ene keep out a harms way then Wild. Oh we cannot or if we cou'd we wou'd not Char. Marry and I's have ene a Song tol that tune Sir Wild. Dear Creature let me beg it Char. Gued faith ya shall not Sir I's sing without entreaty SONG Ah Jenny gen your Eyes do kill You 'll let me tell my pain Gued faith I lov'd against my will But wad not break my Chain I ence was call'd a bonny Lad Till that fair face if yours Betray'd the freedom ence I had And ad my bleether howers But noo ways me like Winter lookâ— My gloomy showering Eyne And on the banks of shaded Brooks I pass my wearied time I call the Streem that gleedeth on To witness if it see On all the flowry Brink along A Swain so true as Iee Wild. This very Swain am I so true and so forlorn unless you pity me This is an excellently Charlot wants at least I never heard her sing Aside Sir Anth. Why Charles where stands the woman Charles Fop. comes up to Charlot Wild. I must speak to Galliard though all my Fortunes depend on the discovery of my self Aside Sir Anth. Come come a cooling Glass about Wild. Dear Dresswell entertain Charles Meriwill a little whilst I speak to Galliard The men go all to the Drinking-table By Heaven I die I languish for a word Madam I hope you have not made a Vow To speak with none but that young Cavalier They say the freedom English Ladies use Is as their Beauty great L. Gall. Sir we are none of those of so nice and delicate a Vertue as Conversation can corrupt we live in a cold Climate Wild. And think you 're not so apt to be in love As where the Sun shines oftner But you too much partake of the Inconstancy of this your fickle Chmatâ— Maliciously to her One day all Sun-shine and th' encourag'd Lover Decks himself up in glittering Robes of Hope And in the midst of all their boasted Finery Comes a dark Cloud across his Mistriss Brow Dashes the Fool and spoils the gawdy show L. Gall. observing him neerly L. Gall. Hah do noâ— I know that railing Tongue of yours Wild. 'T is from your Guilt not Judgment then I was resolv'd to be to night a Witness Of that sworn Love you flatter'd me so often with By Heaven I saw you playing with my Rival Sigh'd and lookt Babies in his gloating Eyes When is the Assignation when the Hours For he 's impatient as the raging Sea Loose as the Winds and amorous as the Sun That kisses all the Beauties of the Spring L. Gall. I take him for a soberer person Sir Wild. Have I been the Companion of his Riots In all the lewd course of our early Youth Where like unwearied Bees we gather'd Flowers But no kind Blossome cou'd oblige our stay We rifled and were gone L. Gall. Your Vertues I perceive are pretty equal Onely his Love 's the honester o' th' two Wild. Honester that is he wou'd owe his good fortune to the Parson of the Parish And I wou'd be oblig'd to you alone He wou'd have a License to boast he lies with you And I wou'd do 't with modesty and silence For Vertue 's but a name kept free from Scandal Which the most base of women best preserve Since Gilting and Hypocrisie cheat the world best But we both love and who shall blab the secret In a soft tone L. Gall. Oh why were all the Charms of Speaking given to that false Tongue that makes no better use of ' em I 'll hear no more of your inchanting Reasons Wild. You must L. Gall. I will not Wild. Indeed you must L. Gall. By all the Powers above Wild. By all the powers of Love you 'll break your Oath unless you swear this night to let me see you L. Gall. This night Wild. This very night L. Gall. I 'd die first At what hour First turns away then â—ighs and looks on him Wild. Oâ— name it and if I fail With joy L. Gall. I wou'd not for the World Wild. That I shou'd fail L. Gall. Not name the guilty hour Wild. Then I through eager haste shall come too soon And do your Honour wrong L. Gall. My Honour Oh that word Wild. Which the Devil was in me for naming Aside At Twelve L. Gall. My Women and my Servants then are up Wild. At One or Two L. Gall. So late 't will be so quickly day Wild. Aye so it will That half our business will be left unfinisht L. Gall. Hah what do you mean what business Wild. A thousand tender things I have to say A thousand Vows of my eternal love And now and then we 'll kiss and L. Gall. Be extreamly honest Wild. As you can wish L. Gall. Rather as I command for shou'd he know my wish I were undone Aside Wild.
Youth who fall in love with a woman for-Acting finely and by taking her off the Stage deprive her of the onely Charm she had Then leave her to Ill Luck Sir Anth. Gad he 's i' th' right again too A rare Fellow Wild. For Widow know hadst thou more Beauty yet not all of 'em were half so great a Charm as thy not being mine Sir Anth. Hum How will he make that out now Wild. The stealths of Love the Midnight kind admittance The gloomy Bed the soft-breath'd murmuring Passion Ah who can guess at Joys thus snatcht by parcels The difficulty makes us always wishing Whilst on thy part Fear still makes some resistance And every Blessing seems a kind of Rape Sir Anth. H 'as don 't A Divine Fellow this just of my Religion I am studying now whether I was never acquainted with his Mother L. Gall. walks away Wild. follows L. Gall. Tempt me no more What dull unwary Flame Possest me all this while Confusion on thee In Rage And all the Charms that dwell upon thy Tongue Diseases ruine that bewitching form That with thy soft feign'd Vows debaucht my Heart Sir Char. Heavens can I yet endure Aside L. Gall. By all that 's good I 'll marry instantly Marry and save my last stake Honour yet Or thou wilt rook me out of all at last Wild. Marry thou canst not do a better thing There are a thousand Matrimonial Fops Fine Fools of Fortune Good-natur'd Blockheads too and that 's a wonder L. Gall. That will be manag'd by a man of Wit Wild. Right L. Gall. I have an eye upon a Friend of yours Wild. A Friend of mine then he must be my Cuckold Sir Char. Very fine can I endure yet more Aside L. Gall. Perhaps it is your Uncle Wild. Hah my Uncle Sir Charles makes up to ' em Sir Anth. Hah my Charles why well said Charles he bore up briskly to her Sir Char. Ah Madam may I presume to tell you Sir Anth. Ah Pox that was stark naught he begins like a Fore-man o◠th' Shop to his Masters Daughter Wild. How Charles Meriwill acquainted with my Widow Sir Anth. Why do you wear that scorn upon your face I 've nought but honest meaning in my Passion Whilst him you favour so prophanes your Beauties In scorn of Marriage and religious Rites Attempts the ruine of your sacred Honour L. Gall. Hah Wilding boast my love Aside Sir Anth. The Devil take him my Nephew 's quite spoil'd Why what a Pox has he to do with Honour now L. Gall. Pray leave me Sir Wild. Damn it since he knows all I 'll boldly own my flame You take a liberty I never gave you Sir Sir Char. How this from thee nay then I must take more And ask you where you borrow'd that Brutality T' approach that Lady with your sawcy Passion Sir Anth. Gad well done Charles here must be sport anon Wild. I will not answer every idle Question Sir Char. Death you dare not Wild. How dare not Sir Char. No dare not for if you did Wild. What durst you if I did Sir Char. Death cut your Throat Sir Taking hold on him roughly Sir Anth. Hold hold let him have fair play and then curse him that parts ye Taking 'em asunder they draw L. Gall. Hold I command ye hold Sir Char. There rest my Sword to all Eternity Lays his Sword at her feet L. Gall. Now I conjure ye both by all your Honour If you were e'er acquainted with that Vertue To see my face no more Who durst dispute your interest in me thus As for a common Mistriss in your Drink She goes out and all but Wild. Sir Anth. and Sir Char. who stands sadly looking after her Sir Anth. A heavenly Girl Well now she 's gone by George I am for disputing your Title to her by dint of Sword Sir Char. I wo'not fight Wild. Another time we will decide it Sir Wild goes 〈◊〉 Sir Anth. After your whining Prologue Sir who the Devil would have expected such a Farce Come Charles take up thy Sword Charles and d' ye hear forget me this Woman Sir Char. Forget her Sir there never was a thing so excellent Sir Anth. You lye Sirrah you lye there are a thousand As fair as young and kinder by this day We 'll into th' Country Charles where every Grove Affords us Rustick Beauties That know no Pride nor Painting And that will take it and be thankful Charles Fine wholsome Girls that fall like ruddy Fruit Fit for the gathering Charles Sir Char. Oh Sir I cannot relish the coarse Fare But what 's all this Sir to my present Passion Sir Anth. Passion Sir you shall have no Passion Sir Sir Char. No Passion Sir shall I have life and breath Sir Anth. It may be not Sirrah if it be my will and pleasure Why how now sawcy Boys be their own Carvers Sir Char. Sir I am all Obedience Bowing and sighing Sir Anth. Obedience Was ever such a Blockhead Why then if I command it you will not love this Woman Sir Char. No Sir Sir Anth. No Sir But I say Yes Sir love her me and love her me like a man too or I 'll renounce ye Sir Sir Char. I 've try'd all ways to win upon her heart Presented writ watcht fought pray'd kneel'd and weept Sir Anth. Why there 's it now I thought so Kneel'd and weept a Pox upon thee I took thee for a prettier fellow You shou'd a hufft and bluster'd at her door Been very impudent and sawcy Sir Lewd ruffling mad courted at all hours and seasons Let her not rest nor eat nor sleep nor visit Believe me Charles women love importunity Watch her close watch her like a Witch Boy Till she confess the Devil in her Love Sir Char. I cannot Sir Her Eyes strike such an awe into my Soul Sir Anth. Strike such a Fiddlestick Sirrah I say do 't what you can towse a Wench as handsomly You can be lewd enough upon occasion I know not the Lady nor her Fortune but I am resolv'd thou shalt have her with practising a little Courtship of my mode Come Come my Boy Charles since you must needs be doing I 'll shew thee how to go a Widow-wooing ACT the Second SCENE the First A Room Enter Charlot Fopington and Clacket Charl. ENough I 've heard enough of Wilding's Vices to know I am undone weeps Galliard his Mistriss too I never saw her but I have heard her fam'd for Beauty Wit and Fortune That Rival may be dangerous Fop. Yes Madam the fair the young the witty Lady Galliard even in the height of all his love to you nay even whilst his Uncle courts her for a Wife he designes himself for a Gallant Charl. Wonderous Inconstancy and Impudence Mrs. Clack Nay Madam you may rely upon Mr. Fopington's Information therefore if you respect your Reputation retreat in time Charl. Reputation that I forfeited when I ran away with your Friend Mr. Wilding Mrs. Clack Ah that ever I
Gentlewoman a little house-room I heard indeed she was gone a week ago And Sir my house is at your service Wild. I humbly thank you Sir Madam your Servant A Pox upon him and all his Association Goes out Sir Tim. Come Madam my Coath waits below Exit ACT the Third SCENE the First A Room Enter Sir Timothy Treat-all and Jervice Sir Tim. HEre take my Sword Iervice What have you inquir'd as I directed you concerning the rich Heiress Sir Nicholas Gettall's Daugher Ier. Alas Sir inquir'd why 't is all the City-News that she 's run away with one of the maddest Tories about Town Sir Tim. Good Lord Aye aye 't is so the plaguie Rogue my Nephew has got her That Heaven shou'd drop such Blessings in the mouths of the Wicked Well ' Iervice what Company have we in the house Iervice Ier. Why truely Sir a fine deal conâ—idering there 's no Parliament Sir Tim. What Lords have we Iervice Ier. Lords Sir truly none Sir Tim. None what ne'er a Lord Some mishap will befal me some dire mischance Ne'er a Lord ominous ominous our Party dwindles dayly What nor Earl nor Marquiss nor Duke nor ne'er a Lord Hum my Wine will lie most villanously upon my hands to night Iervice What have we store of Knights and Gentlemen Ier. I know not what Gentlemen there be Sir but there are Knights Citizens their Wives and Daughters Sir Tim. Make us thankful for that our Meat will not lie upon our hands then Iervice I 'll say that for our little Londoners they are as tall fellows at a well-charg'd Board as any in Christendom Ier. Then Sir there 's Nonconformist-Parsons Sir Tim. Nay then we shall have a cleer Board for your true Protestant Appetite in a Lay-Elder does a mans Table credit Ier. Then Sir there 's Country-Justices and Grand-Jury-men Sir Tim. Well enough well enough Iervice Enter Mrs. Sensure Sen. An 't like your Worship Mr. Wilding is come in with a Lady richly drest in Jewels mask'd in his hand and will not be deny'd speaking with your Worship Sir Tim. Hah rich in Jewels this must be she My Sword again Iervice Bring 'em up Sensure Prithee how do I look to night Iervice Setting himself Ier. Oh most methodically Sir Enter Wild. and Diana and Betty Wild. Sir I have brought into your kind protection the richest Jewel all London can afford fair Mrs. Charlot Gettall. Sir Tim. Bless us she 's ravishing fair Lady I had the honour of being intimate with your worthy Father I think he has been dead Dian. If he chastize me much on that point I shall spoil all Alas Sir name him not for if you do weeping I 'm sure I cannot answer you one Question Aside Wild. For Heaven sake Sir name not her Father to her the bare remembrance of him kills her Aside to him Sir Tim. Alas poor Soul Lady I beg your Pardon How soft-hearted she 's I am in love I find already a tickling kind of I know not what run frisking through my Veins Aside Betty Aye Sir the good Alderman has been dead this twelvemonth just and has lest his Daughter here my Mistriss three thousand pound a year Weeping Sir Tim. Three thousand pound a year Yes yes I am in love Aside Bet. Besides Money Plate and Jewels Sir Tim. I 'll marry her out of hand aside Alas I cou'd even weep too but 't is in vain Well Nephew you may be gone now for 't is not necessary you shou'd be seen here d' ye see Pushing him out Wild. You see Sir now what Heaven has done for me and you have often told me Sir when that was kind you wou'd be so Those Writings Sir by which you were so good to make me Heir to all your Estate you said you wou'd put into my possession whene'er I made it appear to you I cou'd live without 'em or bring you a Wife of Fortune home Sir Tim. And I will keep my word 't is time enough Putting him out Wild. I have 't is true been wicked but I shall now turn from my evil ways establish my self in the religious City and enter into the Association There wants but these same Writings Sir and your good Character of me Sir Tim. Thou sha't have both all in good time man Go go thy ways and I 'll warrant thee for a good Character go Wild. Ay Sir but the Writings because I told her Sir I was your Heir nay forc'd to swear it too before she wou'd believe me Sir Tim. Alas alas how shrewdly thou wer 't put to 't Wild. I told her too you 'd buy a Patent for me for nothing wooes a City-Fortune like the hopes of a Ladyship Sir Tim. I 'm glad of that that I can settle on her presently Aside Wild. You may please to hint something to her of my Godly Life and Conversation that I frequent Conventicles and am drunk nowhere but at your true Protestant Consults and Clubs and the like Sir Tim Nay if these will please her I have her for certain aside Go go fear not my good word Wild. But the Writings Sir Sir Tim. Am I a Jew a Turk Thou sha't have any thing now I find thee a Lad of Parts and one that can provide so well for thy Uncle Aside Puts him out and addresses himself to the Lady Wild. Wou'd they were hang'd that â—â—â—uâ—t you that have but the Art of Lejerdemain and can open the Japan-Cabinet in your Bed-chamber where I know those Writings are kept Death what a disappointment's here I wou'd a'sworn this Sham had past upon him But Sir shall I not have the Writings now Sir Tim. What not gone yet for shame away Canst thou distrust thy own natural Uncle Fie away Tom away Wild. A Plague upon your damn'd Dissimulation that never-failing 〈◊〉 of all your Party there 's always mischief at the bottom on 't I know ye all and Fortune be the Word When next I see you Uncle it shall cost you dearer Exit Enter Jervice Ier. An 't please your Worship Supper 's almost over and you are askt for Sir Tim. They know I never sup I shall come time enough to bid 'em welcome Exit Jer. Dian. I keep you Sir from Supper and better Company Sir Tim. Lady were I a Glutton I cou'd be satisfi'd With feeding on those two bright starry Eyes Dian. You are a Courtier Sir we City-maids do seldom hear such Language in which you shew your kindness to your Nephew more than your-thoughts of what my Beauty merits Sir Tim. Lord Lord how innocent she is aside My Nephew Madam yes yes I cannot chuse but be wonderous kind upon his score Dian. Nay he has often told me you were the best of Uncles and he deserves your goodness so hopeful a young Gentleman Sir Tim. Wou'd I cou'd see 't Aside Dian. So modest Aside Sir Tim. Yes ask my Maids Dian. So civil Sir Tim. Yes to my Neighbours Wives aside But so Madam I find by this high Commendations
times an hour Reason rebels against her power In vain I rail I curse her Charms One look my feeble Rage disarms There is Inchantment in her Eyes Who sees 'em can no more be wise Enter Wilding who runs to embrace L. Gall. Wild. Twelve was the luckie minute when we met Most charming of your Sex and wisest of all Widows My Life my Soul my Heaven to come and here Now I have liv'd to purpose since at last Oh killing Joy Come let me sold you press you in my arms And kiss you thanks for this dear happy night L. Gall. You may spare your thanks Sir for those that will deserve 'em I shall give ye no occasion for ' em Wild. Nay no Scruples now dearest of Dears no more 'T is most unseasonable I bring a heart full fraight with eager hopes Opprest with a vast load of longing Love Let me unlade me in that soft white Bosome That Store-house of rich Joys and lasting Pleasures And lay me down as on a Bed of Lillies She breaks from him L. Gall. You 're wonderous full of Love and Rapture Sir but certainly you mistake the person you address 'em to Wild. Why are you not my Lady Galliard that very Lady Galliard who if one may take her word for 't loves Wilding Am I not come hither by your own appointment and can I have any other business here at this time of night but Love and Rapture and L. Gall. Scandalous and vain by my appointment and for so lewd a purpose guard me ye good Angels If after an Affront so gross as this I ever suffer you to see me more Then think me what your Carriage calls me An Impudent an open Prostitute Lost to all sense of Vertue or of Honour Wild. What can this mean Aside Oh now I understand the Mystery Looking on Closet Her Woman 's here that troublesome piece of Train I must remove her Heark ve Mrs. Closet I had forgot to tell you As I came up I heard a Kinsman of yours very earnest with the Servants below and in great haste to speak with you Clos. A Kinsman that 's very likely indeed and at this time of night Wild. Yes a very neer Kinsman he said he was your Fathers own Mothers Uncles Sisters Son what d' ye call him Clos. Aye what d' ye call him indeed I shou'd be glad to hear his name Alas Sir I have no neer Relation living that I know of the more 's my misfortune poor helpless Orphan that I am Weeps Wild. Nay but Mrs. Closet pray take me right This Country-man of yours as I was saying L. Gall. Chang'd already from a Kinsman to a Country-man A plain contrivance to get my Woman out of the Room Closet as you value my service stir not from hence Wild. This Country-man of yours I say being left Executor by your Fathers last will and Testament is come Dull Waiting-woman I wou'd be alone with your Lady know your Que and retire Clos. How Sir Wild. Learn I say to understand Reason when you hear it Leave us a while Love is not a Game for three to play at Gives her Money Clos. I must own to all the world you have convinc'd me I ask a thousand Pardons for my dulness Well I 'll be gone I 'll run you 're a most powerful person the very Spirit of Perswasion I 'll steal out You have such a taking way with you But I forget my self Well your most obedient Servant Whenever you 've occasion Sir be pleas'd to use me frâ—ely Wild. Nay dear Impertinent no more Complements you see I 'm busie now prithee be gone you see I 'm busie Clos. I 'm all Obedience to you Sir Your most obedient L. Gall. Whither are you â—isking and gigiting now Clos. Madam I am going down and will return immediately immediately Exit Clos. Wild. So she 's gone Heaven and broad Gold be prais'd for the deliverance And now dear Widow let 's lose no more pretious time we 've fool'd away too much already L. Gall. This to me Wild. To you yes to whom else shou'd it be unless being sensible you have not discretion enough to manage your own affairs your self you resolve like other Widows with all you 're worth to buy a Governour commonly called a Husband I â—ook ye to be wiser but if that be your designe I shall do my best to serve you though to deal freely with you L. Gall. Trouble not your self Sir to make Excuâ—â—s I 'm not so fond of the offer to take you at your word Marry you a Rakesâ—â—â—e who have not esteem enough for the Sex to believe your own Mother honest without Money or Credit without Land either in present or prospect and half a dozen hungry Vices like so many bawling Brats at your back perpetually craving and more chargeable to keep than twice the number of Children Besides I think you are provided for are you not married to Mrs. Charlot Gettall Wild. Married to her do I know her you shou'd rather ask What Fool has forg'd this unlikely Lye But suppose 't were true cou'd you be jealous of a woman I marry do you take me for such an Ass to suspect I shall love my own Wise On the other side I have a great charge of Vices as you well observe and I must not be so barbarous to let them starve Every body in this Age takes care to provide for their Vices though they send their Children a begging I should be worse than an Inâ—idel to neglect them No I must marry some stiff aâ—kward thing or other with an ugly face and a handsome Estate that 's certain but whoever is ordain'd to make my Fortune 't is you onely that can make me happy Come do it then L. Gall. I never will Wild. Unkindly said you must L. Gall. Unreasonable man because you see I have unusual regards for you Pleasure to hear and trouble to deny you A â—atal yielding in my nature toward you Love bends my Soul that way A weakness I ne'er felt for any other And wou'd you be so base and cou'd you have the heart To take th' advantage on'â— to ruine me To make me infamous despis'd loath'd pointed at Wild. You reason false According to the strictest rules of Honour Beauty shou'd still be the Reward of Love Not the vile Merchandize of Fortune Or the cheap Drug of a Church-Ceremony She 's onely infamous who to her Bed For interest takes some nauseous Olown she hates And though a Joynture or a Vow in publick â—e her price that makes her but the dearer whore L. Gall. I understand not these new Morals Wild. Have patience I say 't is clear All the desires of mutual Love are vertuous Can Heaven or Man be angry that you please Your self and me when it does wrong to none Why rave you then on things that ne'r can be Besides are we not alone and private who can know it L. Gall. Heaven will know 't and I that that 's
capitulate Sir Char. Why do but hear me Uncle Lord you 're so hasty Why look ye I am aâ— ready d' ye see as any man 〈◊〉 these occasions Sir Anth. Are you so Sir and I 'll make you willing or try Toledo with you Sir Whe what I shall have ye whining when you are sober again traversing your Chamber with Arms across railing on Love and Women and at last defeated turn whipping Tom to revenge your self on the whole Sex Sir Char. My dear Uncle come kiss me and be friends I will be rul'd Kisses him Sir Anth. A most admirable good-natur'd Boy this aside Well then dear Charles know I have brought thee now hither to the Widows house with a resolution to have thee order matters so as before thou quits her she shall be thy own Boy Sir Char. Gad Uncle thou' rt a Cheâ—â—bin Introduce me d' ye see and if I do not so woo the Widow and so do the Widow that â—re morning she shall be content to take me for better for worse Renounce me Egad I 'll make her know the Lord God from Tom Bell before I have done with her Nay baâ—kt by my noble Uncle I 'll venture on her had she all Cupid's Arrows Venus's Beauty and Maâ—alina's Fire d' ye see Sir Anth. A sweet Boy a very sweet Boy Hum thou art damnable handsome to night Charles Aye thou wilt do 't I see a kind of a resistless Lewdness about thee a most triumphant Impudence loose and wanton Stands looking on him Enter Closet Clos. Heavens Gentlemen what makes you here at this time of night Sir Char. Where 's your Lady Clos. Softly dear Sir Sir Char. Why is she asleep Come come I 'll wake her Offers to force in as to the Bed-chamber Clos. Hold hold Sir No no she 's a little busie Sir Sir Char. I 'll have no business done to night Sweetheart Clos. Hold hold I beseech you Sir her Mother 's with her For Heavens sake Sir be gone Sir Char. I 'll not budge Sir Anth. No not a foot Clos. The City you know Sir is so 〈◊〉 Sir Char. Damn the City Sir Anth. All the Wâ—igs Charles all the Whigs Sir Char. In short I am resolv'd d' ye see to go to the Widoâ—s Chamber Sir Anth. Heark ye Mrs. Closet I thought I had intirely engag'd you this evening Clos. I am perfectly yours Sir but now it happens so her Mother being there Yet if you wou'd withdraw for half an hour into my Chamber till she were gone Sir Anth. This is Reason Charles Here here 's two Pieces to buy thee a Gorget Gives â—er Money Sir Char. And here 's my two because 〈…〉 iâ—â—â—strious Givâ—â— her Moneyâ— and goes out with her Enter Lady Galliard in rage held by Wilding L. Gall. What have I done Ah whither shall I flie Weeps Wild. Why all these Tears Ah why this cruel Passion L. Gall. Undone undone Unhand me false sorsworn Be gone and let me rage till I am dead What shou'd I do with guilty Life about me Wild. Why where 's the harm of what we two have done L. Gall. Ah leave me Leave me alone to sigh to flying Winds That the infection may be born aloft And reach no humane Ear. Wild. Cease lovely Charmer cease to wound me more L. Gall. Shall I survive this shame No if I do Eternal Blushes dwell upon my Cheeks To tell the World my Crime Mischief and Hell what Devil did possess me Wild. It was no Devil but a Deity A little gay-wing'd God harmless and innocent Young as Desire wanton as Summer-breezes Soft as thy Smiles resistless as thy Eyes L. Gall. Ah what malicious God Sworn Enemy to feeble Womankind Taught thee the Art of Conquest with thy Tongue Thy false deluding Eyes were surely made Of Stars that rule our Sexes Destiny And all thy Charms were by Inchantment wrought That first undo the heedless Gazers on Then shew their natural deformity Wild. Ah my Galliard am I grown ugly then Has my increase of Passion lessen'd yours In a soft tone L. Gall. Peace tempter Peace who artfully betrayest me And then upbraidest the wretchedness thou 'st made Ah Fool eternal Fool to know my danger Yet venture on so evident a ruine Wild. Say what one Grace is faded Is not thy Face as fair thy Eyes as Killing By Heaven much more This charming change of Looks Raises my flame and makes me wish t' invoke The harmless God again Embraces her L. Gall. By Heaven not all thy Art Shall draw me to the tempting sin again Wild. Oh I must or dye L. Gall. By all the Powers by Wild. Oh do not swear lest Love shou'd take it ill That Honour shou'd pretend to give him Laws And make an Oath more powerful than his Godhead Say that you will half a long hour hence L. Gall. Hah Wild. Or say a tedious hour L. Gall. Death never Wild. Or if you must promise me then to morrow L. Gall. No hear my Vows Wild. Hold see me die if you resolve 'em fatal to my love by Heaven I 'll do 't Lays his hand on his Sword L. Gall. Ah what Wild. Revoke that fatal Never then L. Gall. I dare not Wild. Oh say you will L. Gall. Alas I dare not utter it Wild. Let 's in and thou shalt whisper it into my Bosom Or sighing look it to me with thy Eyes L. Gall. Ah Wilding Sighs Wild. It toucht my Soul Repeat that sigh again L. Gall. Ah I confess I am but feeble woman Leans on him Sir Char. Good Mistriss keep-door stand by for I must enter Sir Char. without L. Gall. Hah young Meriwill's voice Clos. Pray Sir Charles let me go and give my Lady notice She enters and goes to Wild. For Heavens sake Sir withdraw or my Lady's Honour 's lost Wild. What will you have me do To Galliard L. Gall. Be gone or you will ruine me for ever In disorder Wild. Nay then I will obey L. Gall. Here down the back-stairs As you have Honour go and cherish mine Pulling him He 's gone and now methinks the shivering fit of Honour is return'd Enter Sir Charles rudely pushing Closet aside with Sir Anthony Sir Char. Deni'd an entrance nay then there is a Rival in the case or so and I 'm resolv'd to discover the Hellish Plot d' ye see Iust as he enters drunk at one door Wild. returns at the other L. Gall. Ha Wilding return'd shield me ye Shades of Night Puts out the Candles and goes to Wild. Wild. The back-stairs-door is lockt L. Gall. Oh I am lost curse on this fatal night Art thou resolv'd on my undoing every way Clos. Nay now we 're by dark let me alone to guide you sir. To Wild. Sir Char. What what all in darkness Do you make Love like Cats by Star-light Reeling about L. Gall. Ah he knows he 's here Oh what a pain is Guilt Aside Wild. I wou'd not be surpriz'd As Closet takes him to lead him out he takes out his Sword
When all my Languishments cou'd nought prevail Had made ye mine for ever Aloud Enter Sir Anthony pulling in Sir Timothy and Diana Sir Anth. ' Morrow Charles ' Morrow to your Ladyship Charles bid Sir Timothy welcome I met him luckily at the door and am resolv'd none of my Friends shall pass this joyful day without giving thee Joy Charles and drinking my Ladies Health Wild. Hah my Uncle here so early Aside Sir Tim. What has your Ladyship serv'd me so How finely I had been mumpt now if I had not took heart a grace and shew'd your Ladyship trick for trick for I have been this morning about some such business of Life too Gentlemen I am married to this fair Lady the Daughter and Heiress of Sir Nicholas Gettall Knight and Alderman Wild. Hah married to Diana How fickle is the Faith of common women Aside Sir Tim. Hum Who 's here my Lord What I see you Lordship has found the way already to the fair Ladies but I hope your Lordship will do my Wedding-dinner the honour to grace it with your presence Wild. I shall not fail Sir A Pox upon him he 'll discover all Aside L. Gall. I must own Sir Timothy you have made the better choice Sir Tim. I cou'd not helâ— my destiny Marriages are made in Heaven you know Entâ—r Charlot weeping and Clacket Charl. Stand off and let me loose as are my Griefs which can no more be bounded Oh let me face the perjur'd false forsworn L. Gall. Fair Creature who is 't that you seek with so much sorrow Charl. Thou thou fatally fair Inchantress Weeps Wild. Charlot Nay then I am discover'd L. Gall. Alas what wou'dst thou Charl. That which I cannot have thy faithless Husband Be judge ye everlasting Powers of Love Whether he more belongs to her or me Sir Anth. How my Nephew claim'd Why how now Sirrah have you been dabling here Sir Char. By Heaven I know her not Heark ye Widow this is some trick of yours and 't was well laid and Gad she 's so pretty I cou'd find in my heart to take her at her word L. Gall. Vile man this will not pass your falshood off Sure 't is some Art to make me jealous of him To find how much I value him Sir Char. Death I 'll have the forgery out Tell me thou pretty weeping Hypocrite who was it set thee on to lay 〈…〉 me Charl. To you Alas who are you for till this moment I never saw your 〈◊〉 L. Gall. Mad as the Seas when all the Winds are raging Sir Tim. Aye aye Madam stark mad Poor Soul Neighbour pray let her lie i' th' dark d' ye hear Sir Char. How came you pretty one to lose your Wits thus Charl. With loving Sir strongly with too much loving Will you not let me see the lovely false one To L. Gall. For I am told you have his heart in keeping L. Gall. Who is he pray describe him Charl. A thing just like a Man or rather Angel He speaks and looks and loves like any God! All fine and gay all manly and all sweet And when he swears he loves you wou'd swear too That all his Oaths were true Sir Anth. Who is she some one who knows her and is wiser speak you Mistriss To Clacket Mrs. Clack Since I must speak there comes the man of Mischief 'T is you I mean for all your learing Sir To Wild. Wild. So. Sir Tim. What my Lord Mrs. Clack I never knew your Nephew was a Lord Has his Honour made him forget his Honesty Charl. runs and catches him in her Arms. Charl. I have thee and I 'll die thus grasping thee Thou art my own no Power shall take thee from me Wild. Never thou truest of thy Sex and dearest Thou soft thou kind thou constant Sufferer This moment end thy fears for I am thine Charl. May I believe thou art not married then Wild. How can I when I 'm yours How cou'd I when I love thee more than Life Now Madam I 'm reveng'd on all your scorn To L. Gall. And Uncle all your cruelty Sir Tim. Why what are you indeed my Nephew Thomas Wild. I am Tom Wilding Sir that once bore some such Title till you discarded me and left me to live upon my Wits Sir Tim. What and are you no Polish Embassadour then incognito Wild. No Sir nor you no King Elect but must e'en remain as you were ever Sir a most seditious pestilent old Knave one that deludes the Rabble with your Politicks then leave 'em to be hang'd as they deserve for silly mutinous Rebels Sir Tim. I 'll peach the Rogue and then he 'll be hang'd in course because he 's a Tory. One comfort is I have couzen'd him of his rich Heiress for I am married Sir to Mrs. Charlot Wild. Rather Diana Sir I wish you Joy See here 's Charlot I was not such a Fool to trust such Blessings with the Wicked 〈◊〉 How Mrs. Dy Ladyfi'd This is an excellent way of disposing an old 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 How have I married a Strumpet then Diaâ— You give your Nephews Mistriss Sir too coarse a name 'T is true I lov'd him onely him and was true to him Sir Tim. Undone undone I shall ne'r make Guildhall-speech more but he shall hang for 't if there be ere a Witness to be had between this and Salamancha for Money Wild. Do your worst Sir Witnesses are out of fashion now Sir thanks to your Ignoramus Juries Sir Tim. Then I 'm resolv'd to dis-inherit him Wild. See Sir that 's past your skill too thanks to my last nights Ingenuity they 're shews him the Writings sign'd seal'd and deliver'd in the presence of c. Sir Tim. Bear Witness 't was he that robb'd me last night Sir Anth. We bear Witness Sir we know of no such matter we I thank you for that Sir wou'd you make Witnesses of Gentlemen Sir Tim. No matter for that I 'll have him hang'd nay drawn and quarter'd Wild. What for obeying your Commands and living on my Wits Sir Anth. Nay then 't is a cleer case you can neither hang him nor blame him Wild. I 'll propose fairly now if you 'll be generous and pardon all I 'll render your Estate back during Life and put the Writings in Sir Anthony Meriwill's and Sir Charlesâ— his hands I have a Fortune here that will maintain me Without so much as wishing for your death All. This is but Reason Sir Char. With this Proviso that he makes not use on 't to promote any mischief to the King and Government All. Good and just Sir Tim. pauses Sir Tim. Hum I 'd as good quietly agree to 't as lose my Credit by making a noise Well Tom I pardon all and will be Friends Gives him his hand Sir Char. See my dear Creature even this hard old man is mollifi'd at last into good nature yet you 'll still be cruel L. Gall. No your unwearied Love at last has vanquisht me Here be as happy as a Wife can make ye One last look more and then be gone fond Love Sighing and looking on Wilding giving Sir Charles her hand Sir Char. Come Sir you must receive Diana too she is a cheerful witty Girl and handsome one that will be a Comfort to your Age and bring no scandal home Live peaceably and do not trouble your decrepid Age with business of State Let all things in their own due order move Let Caesar be the Kingdoms care and love Let the Hot-headed Mutineers petition And meddle in the Rights of Just Succession But may all honest hearts as one agree To bless the King and Royal Albanie THE END EPILOGUE Written by a Person of Quality SPOKEN by Mrs. BOTELER MY Part I fear will take with but a few A rich young Heiress to her first Love true 'T is damn'd unnatural and past enduring Against the fundamental Laws of Whoring Marrying's the Mask which Modesty assures Helps to get new and covers old Amours And Husband sounds so dull to a Town-Bride You now-a-days condemn him ere he 's try'd Ere in his Office he 's confirm'd Possessor Like Trincaloes you chuse him a Successor In the gay spring of Love when free from doubts With early shoots his Velvet Forehead sprouts Like a poor Parson bound to hard Indentures You make him pay his First-fruits ere he enters But for short Carnivals of stoln good Cheer You 're after forc'd to keep Lent all the Year Till brought at last to a starving Nuns condition You break into our Quarters for Provision Invade Fop-corner with your glaring Beauties And â—ice our Loyal Subjects from their Duties Pray Ladies â—ave that Province to our care A Fool is the Fee-simple of a Player In which we Women claim a double share 〈◊〉 things the Men are Rulers made 〈…〉 Woodcocks is our proper Trade If by Stage-Fops they a poor Living get We can grow rich thanks to our Mother Wit By the more natural Blockheads in the Pit Take then the Wits and all their useless Prattles But as for Fools they are our Goods and Chattels Return Ingrates to your first Haunt the Stage We taught your Youth and help'd your feeble Age. What is 't you see in Quality we want What can they give you which we cannot grant We have their Pride their Frolicks and their Paint We feel the same Youth dancing in our Blood Our dress as gay All underneath as good Most men have found us hitherto more true And if we 're not abus'd by some of you Weâ—re full as fair perhaps as wholesome too But if at best our hopeful Sport and Trade is And nothing now will serve you but great Ladies May question'd Marriages your Fortune be And Lawyers drain your Pockets more than we May Iudges puzzle a clear Case with Laws And Musquetoon at last decide the Cause FINIS
should live to see weeps the sole Daughter and Heir of Sir Nicholas Gettall run away with one of the lewdest Heathens about town Charl. How your Friend Mr. Wilding a Heathen and with you too Mrs. Clacket That Friend Mr. Wilding who thought none so worthy as Mrs. Clacket to trust with so great a secret as his flight with me he a Heathen Mrs. Clack Aye and a poor Heathen too Madam ' Slife if you must marry a man to buy him Breeches marry an honest man a religious man a man that bears a Conscience and will do a woman some Reason Why here 's Mr. Fopington Madam here 's a Shape here 's a Face a Back as straight as an Arrow I 'll warrant Charl. How buy him Breeches Has Wilding then no Fortune Fop. Yes Faith Madam pretty well so so as the Dice run and now and then he lights upon a Squire or so and between fair and foul Play he makes a shift to pick a pretty Livelihood up Charl. How does his Uncle allow him no present Maintenance Fop. No nor future Hopes neither Therefore Madam I hope you will see the difference between him and a man of Parts that adores you Smiling and bowing Charl. If I find all this true you tell me I shall know how to value my self and those that love me This may be yet a Rascal Enter Maid Maid Mistriss Mr. Wilding's below Exit Fop. Below Oh Heavens Madam do not expose me to his lewd fury for being too zealous in your service In great disorder Charl. I will not let him know you told any thing Sir Fop. Death to be seen here would expose my Life To Clacket Mrs. Clack Here here step out upon the Sair-case and slip into my Chamber Going out returns in fright Fop. ' Owns he 's here lock the door fast let him not enter Mrs. Clack Oh Heavens I have not the Key hold it hold it fast sweet sweet Mr. Foping Oh should there be Murder done what a scandal wou'd that be to the house of a true Protestant Knocks Charl. Heavens what will he say and think to see me shut in with a man Mrs. Clack Oh I 'll say you 're sick asleep or out of humour Charl. I 'd give the world to see him Knocks Wild. Without Charlot Charlot Am I deny'd an entrance By Heaven I 'll break the door Knocks again Fop. still holding it Fop. Oh I 'm a dead man dear Clacket Knocking still Mrs. Clack Oh hold Sir Mrs. Charlot is very sick Wild. How sick and I kept from her Mrs. Clack She begs you 'll come again an hour hence Wild. Delay'd by Heaven I will have enterance Fop. Ruin'd undone for if he do not kill me he may starve me Mrs. Clack Oh he will break in upon us Hold Sir hold a little Mrs. Charlot is just-just-shifting her self Sir you will not be so uncivil as to press in I hope at such a time Charl. I have a fine time on 't between ye to have him think I am stripping my self before Mr. Fopington Let go or I 'll call out and tell him all Wild. breaks open the door and rushes in Fop. stands close up at the enterance till he is past him then venturing to slip out finds Wild. has made fast the door so he is forc'd to return again and stand close up behind Wild. with signs of fear Wild. How now Charlot what means this new unkindness What not a word Charl. There is so little Musick in my Voice you do not care to hear it you have been better entertain'd I find mightily employ'd no doubt Wild. Yes Faith and so I have Charlot Damn'd Business that Enemy to Love has made me rude Charl. Or that other Enemy to Love damn'd Wenching Wild. Wenching how ill hast thou tim'd thy Jealousie What Banker that to morrow is to pay a mighty sum wou'd venture out his stock to day in little parcels and lose his Credit by it Charl. You wou'd perfidious as you are though all your Fortune all your future Health depended on that Credit Angry Wild. So Heark ye Mrs. Clacket you have been prating I find in my absence giving me a handsome character to Charlot You hate any good thing should go by your own Nose Aside to Clacket Mrs. Clack By my Nose Mr. Wilding I defie you I 'd have you to know I scorn any good thing shou'd go by my Nose in an uncivil way Wild. I believe so Mrs. Clack Have I been the Confident to all your secrets this three years in sickness and in health for richer for poorer concealed the nature of your wicked Diseases under the honest name of Surfeits call'd your filthy Surgeons Mr. Doctor to keep up your Reputation civily receiv'd your tother end of theâ— Town young Relations at all hours Wild. High Mrs. Clack Been up with you and down with you early and late by night and by day let you in at all hours drunk and sober single and double and civilly withdrawn and modestly shut the door after me Wild. Whir The storm 's up and the Devil cannot lay it Mrs. Clack And am I thus rewarded for my pain Weeps Wild. So Tempests are allay'd by showers of Rain Mrs. Clack That I shou'd be charg'd with speaking ill of you so honest so civil a Gentleman Charl. No I have better witness of your falshood Fop. Hah 'sdeath she 'll name me Wild. What mean you my Charlot Do you not think I love you Charl. Go ask my Lady Galliard she keeps the best account of all your Sighs and Vows And robs me of my dearest softer hours Kindly to him Mrs. Clack You cannot hold from being kind to him Aside Wild. Galliard How came she by that secret of my life aside Why Aye 't is true I am there sometimes about an Arbitration about a Suit in Law about my Uncle Charl. Aye that Uncle too You swore to me you were your Uncles Heir But you perhaps may chance to get him one If the Lady prove not cruel Wild. Death and the Devil what Rascal has been prating to her Aside Charl. Whilst I am reserv'd for a dead lift if Fortune prove unkind or wicked Uncles refractory Yet I cou'd love you though you were a Slave In a soft tone to him And I were Queen of all the Universe Mrs. Clack Aye there you spoil'd all again you forget your self Charl. And all the world when he looks kindly on me But I 'll take courage and be very angry Aside Nor does your Perjuries rest here you 're equally as false to Galliard as to me false for a little Mistriss of the Town whom you 've set up in spight to Quality Angry Mrs. Clack So that was home and handsome Wild. What damn'd Informer does she keep in Pension Charl. And can you think my Fortune and my Youth Merits no better Treatment Angry How cou'd you have the heart to use me so Soft to him I fall insensibly to Love and Fondness Aside Wild. Ah my dear