prethee be kind and tast what it is She. Let me dye now you 'r grown a strange sort of a man To force a young Maid let her do what she can I fear now I blush to think what we 're doing And is this the End of all you Men's wooing He. At this pleasure all Aim both Godly and Sinners And none of 'em blush for 't but poor young beginners In pleasure both Sexes all Ages agree And those that take most most happy will be Chorus In pleasure both Sexes c. ACT III. SCENE the First Enter Olivia as a Man Teresia in Masquerade the Scene opens and discovers Lady Youthly Lady Blunder Mirtilla Manage Prince Frederick in a Rich Habit Welborn in one like his with a Cloak over him stands aside and several others of both Sexes Oliv. OH my dear Teresia I 'm lost in Love I 've seen a Man or rather 't is Angel so gay so soft so charming and so witty so dress'd so shap'd and Danc'd with such an Air Tere. Hey day Prithee where 's this Wonder to be seen Oliv. Why dost thou ask Hast thou not seen a man of Dress and Movement of uncommon Fashion Tere. A great many very odd and Fantastick I 'm sure my dear Man is none of ' em Sighs Oliv. Thy Heart when fir'd burns easily and soft but I am all impatient darts and flames all the effects of Love are panting in my Heart yet never saw his Face but see he comes and I must find a way to let him know the mischiefs he has done Mir. Endimion where 's Sir Morgan Oliv. At his usual Diversion Madam Drinking Mir. Do you wait near me to Night I may perhaps have kinder business for you e'er the morning Oliv. You heap too many Blessings on me Madam Prince Oh turn thy lovely Eyes upon thy Slave that waits and watches for a tender look Mir. Oh Sir why do you press a yielding heart too much undone by what you 've said already Oliv. Those soft Addresses must be those of Love Aside Mir. My Honour was in danger when I promis'd and yet I blush to tell you I was pleas'd and blest the dear necessity that forc'd me Oliv. Ha! 't is the man I love and Courts Mirtilla and she receives him with inviting looks 'Sdeath she 's a common Lover already I 'm arriv'd to Jealousie Enter George in Masquerade with a Paper on his Back and Breast goes to Mirtilla sees one Courting her Geo. What gilded thing is that I must disturb 'em 'T is I Mirtilla languishing for the appointed Happiness while you perhaps are taken up with different thoughts Mir. aside Lejere How very feeble do Old Lovers Charm Only the New and gay have pow'r to warm How shall I put him off For now my Ambitious Love declares for Frederick 't is great to enslave a Prince Lejere wait till I give the word perhaps it may be late go mix your self i' th' Crowd you may be else suspected Goes from him Tere. I have a shrewd guess that this shou'd be my man by his shape and mein Looking round about George Let me see What 's this written on his back To be Lett Ready Furnish'd Reading it A very good hearing So ho ho ho who 's within here Claps him on the back Geo. Who 's there Exit Olivia Tere. Love and Fortune Geo. Two very good Friends of mine prithee who art thou that bring'st ' em Tere. A wandring Nymph that has had a swinging Character of your Person and Parts if thou be'st the man prithee dear Stranger let me see thy Face and if I 'm not mistaken 't is ten to one but we may go near to strike up some odd Bargain or other Geo. And I am as likely a Fellow for some odd Bargain or other as ever you met with Look ye am I the man Tere. Let me see A very handsome Face inclining to round fine wanton Eyes with a Plaguy Roguish Lear plump round red Lips not tall nor low and extreamly well fashion'd Reads all this in her Tablets Ay ay you are the man Geo. I am glad on 't and prithee dear Creature let me see if thou art not the Woman Tere. Heav'n what Woman Sir Geo. Why any Woman that 's Pretty Witty Young and Good-natur'd Tere. I had rather shew any thing almost than my Face Geo. Faith and that 's kind but every thing in its due time I love to arrive at Happiness by degrees there 's as much Pleasure in the Journey of Love as in the Arrival to 't and the first Stage is a handsom Face Tere. Where you Bait a while take a short Survey and away Geo. To wit and good Humour wheâ—e a man finds Pleasure enough to engage him a long while Tere. Then to all the small Villages call'd little Freedoms Kissing Playing Fooling Sighing Dying and so on to the last Stage where Whip and Spur laid by all tir'd and dull you lazily lye down and sleep Geo. No I 'm a more vigorous Lover And since in the Country of True Love there remains a Terra Incâ—gnita I shall always be making new Discoveries Tere. True Love Is there such a thing in the whole Map of Nature Geo. Yes I once discover'd it in my Voyage round the World Tere. Sure 't is some Enchanted place and vanishes as soon as 't is approach'd Enter Sir Rowland Geo. Faith let 's set out for it and try if we lose our Labour we shall like Searchers for the Philosophers Stone find something that will recompence our pains Lady Youthly sees her and sends her Woman to take her from him Ha gone I must not part so with you I 'll have you in my Eye The Spanish Dance Whilst they Dance the Prince talks to Mirtilla Mir. This Night gives you an Assignation I tremble at the thought Ah why will you pursue me thus to Ruine Why with resistless Charms invade my Heart that cannot stand their Force alone without my Woman the Enterprize with you wou'd be too dangerous Prince Dangerous to be ador'd and at your Feet behold your Slave making Eternal Vows Mir. If I were sure that you wou'd pass no further Prince Let the fond God of Love be my Security will you not trust a Deity Mir. Whom should she trust that dares not trust her self Geo. That is some Lover whom I must observe Aside Mir. Alas the Foe 's within that will betray me Ambition and our Sexes Vanity Sir you must prevail Prince And in return for ever take my Soul Mir. Anon I 'll feign an illness and retire to my Apartment whither this Faithful Friend shall bring you Sir Pointing to Manage Geo. Hum that looks like some Love Bargain and Manage call'd to Witness By Heav'n gay Sir I 'll watch you Tere. But heark ye my Fellow-Adventurer are you not marry'd Geo. Marry'd that 's a Bug word prithee if thou hast any such Design keep on thy Mask lest I be tempted to Wickedness Tere. Nay truth is 't
I sigh and languish gazing on thy Lyes and dye upon thy Lips with every Kiss Geo. Surely I know that Voice Torments and Hell but 't is impossible Aside Prince Oh! satisfie my Doubt my trembling Doubt Am I belov'd Have I about me ought engaging to Thee Charmer of my Soul Geo. It is the Prince Aside Mir. Ah Prince Can you such needless Questions ask after the Sacrifice which I have made Geo. Hell take thee for that Falshood Draws Mir. Think not the mighty Present of your Jewels enough to purchase Provinces has bought one single Sigh or Wish No my dear Prince you owe 'em all to Love and your own Charms Geo. Oh damn'd dissembling Jilt Aside Prince No more no more my Soul 's opprest with Joy let me unload it in thy tender Arms and sigh it out into thy ravishing Bosom Geo. Death and Damnation I shall forget his Quality and Virtue forget he was my Friend or sav'd this Life and like a River swell'd with angry Tydes o'erflow those Banks that made the Streâ—m so gay Mir. Who 's there I heard a Voice Manage Geo. Yes Softly Prince Approach thou Confident of all my Joys approach and be Rewarded Prince takes his Jâ—wel from his Hat Geo. Yes for my excellent Bawding By Heav'n I dar not touch his Princely Person Prince Where art thou take this Jewel and retire Gropes for his Hand gives it him Geo. Ev'n my Misfortunes have a sort of Luck but I 'll withdraw for fear this Devil about me shou'd raise my too rash Hand against his Life Exit Prince Come my eternal Pleasure each Moment of the happy Lover's Hour is worth an Age of dull and common Life Exeunt into the Alcove the Scene shuts SCENE the Third A Garden by Night Still Enter George with his Sword in his Hand as before Geo. Why do I vainly call for Vengeance down and have it in my Hand By â—eav'n I 'll back Whether To kill a Woman a young perjur'd Woman Oh ye false Fair Ones shou'd we do you Justice A universal Ruin wou'd ensue Not One wou'd live to stock the World anew Who is' t among ye All ye Fair Deceivers ye Charming Mischiefs to the Noble Race can swear she 's Innocent without Damnation No no go on be false be fickle still You act but Nature but my faithless Friend where I repose the Secrets of my Soul except this one Alas he knew not this Why do I blame him then Enter Olivia dress'd as before Oliv. Fire Fire Fire Geo. Olivia's Voice Ha! what art thou Thy Voice shou'd be Olivia's but thy Shape And yet a Woman is all o'er Disguise Enter Lady Blunder in her Night-Gown L. Blun. Fire Fire Fire My Son my dear Sir Morgan Enter Sir Rowland and Servants Sir Row A Pox on your Son and mine to boot they have set all the Sack-Butts a Flaming in the Cellar thence the Mischief began Timothy Roger Jeffrey my Money-Trunks ye Rogues my Money-Trunks L. Blun. My Son good Roger my own Sir Moggy Sir Row The Ten thousand Pounds ye Rascal in the Iron Trunk that was to be paid Mr. Welborn for Olivia's Portion Exit L. Blun. Oh my Son my Son Run to the Parson Sam and let him send the Church-Buckets Oh some help some help Enter Manage Man Oh Heavens my Lady Mirtilla's Chamber 's all on Flame Enter Britton Geo. Ha the Prince I had forgot his Danger Man Ah! look up and see how it burns Geo. Britton a Million for a Ladder Man Blessing on you Sir if you dare venture through the House there lies one in the Fore Garden Brit. The Passage is on fire Sir you cannot go Geo. Revenge is vanish'd and Love takes its place Soft Love and mightier Friendship seizes all I 'll save him tho' I perish in the Attempt Runs out Britton after him Enter at another Door Sir Rowland L. Blun. A Thousand Pound for him that saves Sir Morgan Sir Row And de ye hear let my Rogue lie I 'd rather he should be burnt than hang'd on Tyburn Road for murthering his Father But where 's Boy George Enter Men with Trunks Rog. Safe Sir I hope he was not in the House Sir Row So so away with these Trunks to my Lady Youthly's in Southampton-Square and tell her we must trouble her to Night Come Sister let 's away Exeunt Lady Blunder and Sir Rowland Prince Frederick and Mirtilla appear at the Window the Flame behind ' em Prince Help help and save Mirtilla Ask any Price my Life my Fortune All Mir. Oh Heav'ns the Flame pursues us as we fly Prince No help Oh Gods I shall prevent the Flame and perish by my Fears to see you dye Mir. Alas Sir you with ease may save your Life This Window you may leap but I want Courage Prince No my Mirtilla if it be thy Fate I 'll grasp thee ev'n in Flames and dye with thee Mir. We dye we dye the Flame takes hold of us Enter George with a Ladder and puts it to the Window Prince Ha! some pitying God takes Care of us Hast hast my Charmer Heav'n has sent us Aid Puts her on the Ladder she descends into George 's Arms after her the Prince George puts her into Manage 's Arms she faints he runs up to receive the Prince Prince Lejere dear Man of Luck Some happy Star reign'd at thy glorious Birth every thing is prosperous thou espousest How fares my Love the Treasure of my Soul Man Only fainting with the Fright but she recovers Prince My Chair there quickly that waits for me Enter Chair he puts her and Manage into it Enter Olivia Carry 'em to Mr. Welborn's to my Lodgings there and then return to me for I am wondrous faint and cannot walk Oliv. Ha! by my Life my Man Prince But if I might impose so much Lejere upon thy Friendship I beg thou wouldst see her safely carry'd to my Lodgings at Welborn's Geo. You shall Command me Sir Exeunt Chair George and Britton Oliv. You seem not well Sir pray repose upon my Arm a while Prince I thank you Sir indeed I am not well Oliv. Methinks I find a Pleasure but in touching him Wou'd I â—ou'd see his Face by all this fatal Light Enter Constable and Watch. Const So so the Fire abates the Engines play'd rarely and we have Ten Guinea's here Neighbours to watch about the House for where there 's Fire there 's Rogues Hum who have we here How now Mr. Hum what have you got under your Arm there ha Take away this Box of Jewels Sir Morgan and Sir Merlin creeping out of the Cellar Window Ha who have we here creeping out of the Cellar-Window more Rogues Sir Mer. Sirrah you 're a Bawd Sirrah and for a Tester will wink at the Vices of the Nation Sirrah Call Men of the best Quality Rogues that have stood for Knights of the Shire and made the Mobile drunk Sirrah Const We cry you Mercy Sir we did not know your Worships Sir
Morg. Lookee de see here 's a Crown for you carry us to the next Tavern and we 'll make thee and all thy Mirmidons as drunk as a Boat in a Storm Oliv. Sir I find you have Interest with these Arbitrary Tyrants of the Parish Pray will you bail me and this Gentleman Sir Merl. What Endimion my Lady Mirtilla's Page He lent me Money to Night at the Basset-Table I 'll be bound Hand and Foot for him Mr. Constable and gad we 'll all to the Tavern and drink up the Sun Boys Oliv. Yonder Gentleman too has receiv'd some Hurt by the Fire and must go Home Sir but you must restore him the Box Mr. Constable Sir Morg. Ay ay lookee de see return the Gentleman all they 're Gentlemen and our intimate Friends de see Exeunt Prince and Olivia Enter a Servant Const Stand Who goes there Sir Morg. Philip Lookee de see he shall along with us to the Tavern Serv. Sir Morgan I came to seek you Your Lady Mother sent me back on purpose she has spoil'd her Beauty with crying for you Sir Morg. And wash'd off all her Paint Or so de see Gad sa ' me Philip this is ill Luck Come let us go drink down Sorrow Serv. Being sent of such an Errand as your Safety Sir I dare not stay and drink now before I 've satisfy'd your Mother Sir Mer. Not drink I charge you in the King's Name Mr. Constable bring him along The Constable and Watch seize him Sings Wise Coxcombs be damn'd here 's a Health to the Man That since Life is but short lives as long as he can ACT IV. SCENE the First The Prince's Lodgings Enter Page with Lights Sets 'em on the Table Exit Enter Mirtilla led by Mrs. Manage Mir. HA where am I Manage Man Heav'n be thank'd Madam at the Prince's Lodgings Mir. What happy Star conducted us and sav'd us from the Fury of the Flames Man Those whose Influence are always Gracious to your Ladyship Mir. But where 's the Prince Where 's my Illustrious Lover Man Waiting the Return of the Chair Madam Mir. But my Endimion Is Endimion safe Man Madam he is I saw him in the Garden Mir. Then perish all the rest Go send to search him out and let him instantly be brought to me Ha Lejere Enter George Geo. Bawd stand aside and do your Office yonder Puts away Manage Why are you frighted Madam because I 'm not the Lover you expected Mir. What Lover be witness Heaven Geo. That thou art false false as the insatiate Seas that smiling tempt the vain Adventurer whom flattering far from any saving there swell their false Waves to a destructive Storm Mir Why all this mighty Rage Because I disappointed you to Night Geo. No by Heaven I dully cou'd have waited for the Hour have hop'd and wish'd and languish'd out an Age. But oh Mirtilla Oh thou perjur'd Fair But vanish all the softness of my Soul I will be satyrial A Plague a Torment to your fickle Sex Those smiling sighing weeping Hypocrites Mir. And can you think my Flight is Criminal because I sav'd this worthless Life for you Geo. What Innocence adorns her Tongue and Eyes While Hell and Furies gives her Heart its motion you know not where you are Mir. Perhaps I do not Geo. Swear for thou' rt damn'd already and by what black Degrees I will unsold When first I saw this gay this glorious Mischief tho Nobly born 't was hid in mean Obscurity the shining Viper lay half dead with Poverty I took it up and laid it next my Heart fed it and call'd its faded Beauties back Mir. Confess'd And what of this Geo. Confirm'd you mine by all the Obligations Profuseness cou'd invent or Love inspire Mir. And yet at your Return you found me marry'd to another Geo. Death and Hell that was not yet the worst You flatter'd me with some Pretence of Penitence but on the Night the dear destructive Night you rais'd my Hopes to all distracting Love cou'd wish that very Night Oh let me rave and dye and never think that Disappointment o'er Mir. What you saw me Courted at the Ball perhaps Geo. Perhaps I saw it in your Chamber too Breathless and panting with new-acted Joy the happy Lover lay Oh Mirtilla Mir. Nay if he knows it I 'll deny 't no more Aside Geo. There is no Honesty in all thy kind Mir. Or if there be those that deal in 't are weary of their Trade But where 's the mighty Crime Geo. No I expect thou shou'dst out-face my Eyes out-swear my Hâ—aring and out-lye my Senses The Prince the Prince thou faithless dear Destruction Mir. The Prince good Heaven Is all this Heat for him Geo. Thou own'st the Conquest then Mir. With as much Vanity as thou wouldst do if thou hadst won his Sword Hast thou took care wisely to teach me all the Arts of Life and dost thou now upbraid my Industry Look round the World and thou shalt see Lejere Ambition still supplies the Place of Love The worn-out Lady that can serve your Interest you swear has Beauties that out-charms Fifteen and for the Vanity of Quality you feign and languish lye protest and flatter All Things in Nature Cheat or else are Cheated Geo. Well said take off thy Veil and shew the Jilt Mir. You never knew a Woman thrive so well by real Love as by Dissimulation This has a Thousand Arts and Tricks to conquer appears in any Shape in any Humour can laugh or weep be coy or play by turns as suits the Lover best while simple Love has only one Road of Sighs and Softness these to Lejere are due But all my Charms and Arts of gay Dissembling are for the credulous Prince Ha he 's here and with him the dear Youth that has enslav'd me who triumph's o'er the rest Aside Enter Prince Frederick Olivia following â—â—s Mirtilla and withdraws Oliv. Ha! Mirtilla and my Brother here Oh how I long to see that Stranger 's Face Aside Prince Mirtilla thou Charmer of Life's dull and redious Hours how fares thy Heart Dwells any Pantings there but those that Love and his dear Joys create Mir. Or if there do you shou'd excuse it now Geo. How many Devils reign in beauteous Woman Prince My dear Lejere congratulate my Joys take all my Friendship thou but thou my Soul Come come my Friend 〈◊〉 retire together I 'll give thee leave to gaze upon my Heaven and feed on all the Sweets that Friendship may But all the rest of the vâ—sâ—â—â—oâ—e is â—rine Man Madam Endimion is already here 〈◊〉 to hâ—r Mir. Thou hast reviv'd me Let him wâ—it my 〈◊〉 Exit Prince and Mirtilla Geoâ—â—e 〈…〉 at the Door Olivia comes forward Oliv. Spight Spight and dire Revenge seize my foâ—â—l â—oul Oh that I were a Man a loose lewd Man how easily wouâ—d I rob him of her Heart and leave him but the shadow of Enjoyment Re-enter George Geo. Now my dear Sister if thou ever lovedst me revenge
hither wou'd in crewds resort As thick as Men for Offices to Court who 'd sâ—ay behind the Beau above three score Wou'd hobble on and gape for one bit more Men of all Stations from the Nobles down To grave Sir Roger in his Cap and Gown Wou'd hither come but we some time must take E're we a project of such moment make Since that 's laid by for your diversion then We do invite the Brothers of the pen The Courtier Lawyer Soldier Player too Wit ne're had more Encouragement than now Tho free or Aliens to our stage we take 'em Not kick 'em out but native subjects make 'em The Ladys too are always welcome here Let 'em in writing or in Box appear To that fair Sex we are oblig'd to day Oh! then be kind to a poor Orphan play Whose Parent while she liv'd oblig'd you all You prais'd her living and you mourn'd her fall Who cou'd like her our softer Passions â—â—ve The Life of humour and the Soul of Loâ—â— Wits Eldest Sister throughout every line You might perceive some Female Graces shine For poor Astrea's infant we implore Let it then live tho she is now no more 〈◊〉 Spoken by Mr. Horden WE 're grown Impatient to be out of pain And fain wou'd know our fortune loss or gain The Merchants phrase mayn't be Improper now If ye our City Character allow But some Spruse Criticks I hear swears 't is strange To take a powder'd Beau off from the Exchange A place more fam'd for Band and dress precise For greasy Cuckholds Stockjobbers and lies Than for a Spark o' th town but now a days The Cit sets up in boâ— puffs perfumes plays And tho he passes for a Man of Trade Is the chief squeaker at the Masquerade Let him his Sister or his wife beware 'T is not for nothing Courtiers go so far Thus for a while he holds till Cash is found To be a Dr. many a woful Pound Then off he moves and in another year Turns true Alsatian or Solicitor For we except o' th stage shall seldom find To a poor broken Beau a Lady kind Whilst pow'rful Guinea last he 's wondrous pretty And much the finest Gentleman o' th City But when fob's empty he 's an odious Creature Fough he how he stinks h 'as not one taking feature Then such an Awkard mein and vulgar sence I vow I wonder at his Impudence 'T is well Lejere appear'd George ows the prize To the Gay Monsieur Footmen and Disguise Charms which few English Women can withstand What cann't a Man of Quality command As to the faults or Merits of the Play We leave ye to bejudges of yet say Ye ought in justice to be kind to day For to our Cost alas we soon shall find Perhaps not half the mony ye design'd Consider Sirs it goes to be refin'd And since in all Exchanges 't is a notion For what ye take to be in due proportion So may we justly hope no wrong is done ye If ye have par of Wit for par of Mony Dramatis Personae MEN. Prince Frederick Sir Rowland Marteen George Marteen Mr. Welborn Sir Merlin Marteen Sir Morgan Blunder Mr. Twang Brittone Mr. Verbrugen Mr. Johnson Mr. Powel Mr. Horden Mr. Pinkerman Mr. Bullock Mr. Smeaton Mr. Kent Constable and Watch. WOMEN Mirtilla Olivia Teresia Lady Blunder Mrs. Menage Lady Youthly Mrs. Knight Mrs. Verbrugen Mrs. Temple Mrs. Powel Mrs. Willis Mrs. Harris THE Younger Brother OR THE Amorous Jilt ACT I. SCENE I. SCENE A Chamber Enter George Marteen in a Rich Riding Habit with his Valet Britton Geo. WEre you with Mrs. Manage Britton Britt Yes Sir And she cries as much for her wanting Room for you in her House as she would have done some Forty Years ago for a Disapointment of her Lover But she assures me the Lodging she has taken for you is the best in all Lincolns-Inn-Fields Geo. And did you charge her to send Mirtilla's Page to me Britt I did Sir and he 'll be with you instantly Geo. 'T is well Then shall I hear some News of my Mirtilla aside Britton hast thee and get my Equipage in order a handsome Coach rich Liveries and more Footmen for 't is Appearance only passes in the World And de you hear take care none know me by any other Name than that of Lejere Britt I shall Sir Exit Geo. I came not from Paris into England as my Old Father thinks to reform into a Dull wretched Life in Wales No I 'll rather trust my kind Mistress Fortune that has still kept me like her Darling than purchase a Younger Brother's narrow Stipend at the Expence of my Pleasure and Happiness Enter Olivia in a Pages Habit. She runs and Embraces George Oliv. My ever charming Brother Geo. My best my dear Olivia Oliv. The same lovely man still Thy Gallantry and Beauty's are all thy own Paris could add no Graces to thy Air nor yet pervert it into Affectation Geo. Spare me and tell me how Mirtilla fares Oliv. I think Brother I writ you word to Paris of a Marriage â—â—ncluded betwixt me and VVelborn Geo. That Letter I receiv'd but from the Dear Mirtilla not one soft word not one tender Line has blest my Eyes has Eas'd my panting Heart this tedious three Months space and thou with whom I left the weighty Charge of her dear Heart to watch her lovely Eyes to give me notice when my Rivals press'd and when she waver'd in her Faith to me even thou wert silent to me cruel Sister Oliv. Thou wilt be like a Lover presently and tire the Hearer with a Book of words of heavy Sighs Dying Languishments and all that huddie of Nonsense and not tell me how you like my Marriage Geo. Welborn's my Friend and worthy of thy Heart Oliv. I never saw him yet and to be sold unseen and unsigh'd for in the Flower of my Youth and Beauty gives me a strange aversion to the Match Geo. Oh! you 'l like him when you see him But my Mirtilla Oliv. Like him no no I never shall what come a stranger to my Huâ—bands Bed 'T is Prostitution in the lewdest manner without the â—â—â—â—ction the Pleasure of Variety and the Bait of Profit may make â—ame Eâ—â—â—sse for Whores who change their Cullies and quit their Nauâ—â—â—â—ooâ—â— No no my Brother when Parents grow Arbitrary 't is â—â—ne we loâ—â— into our Rights and Priviledges therefore my dear George 〈◊〉 thou hope for Happiness in Love Assist my Disobedience â—eâ— In any worthy Choiâ—e be sure of me but canst thou wish happiness 〈◊〉 Lovâ— and not inform me something of Mirtilla Oliv. I 'll tell you better â—ews Our hopeful Elder Brother Sir Merâ—◠〈◊〉 to be disinherited for he is Heaven bethanked Geo. Mâ—â—â—â—d to some Town Jilt the common fate of Coxcombs Oâ—â—â— Nâ— so my dear George but sets up for a Celebrated Rake-hell 〈◊〉 weâ—l as Gâ—meâ—â—er â—e could not have found out a more dextrous way to â—â—ve made thee Hâ—â—â—
to four Thousand Pounds a Year Geâ— What 's thâ—â— without Martilla Oliv. Prithee no more of her Love spoils a fine Gentleman Gaming Whoring and Fighting may qualify a man for Conversation but Love perverts all ones thoughts and makes us fit Company for none but ones self for even a Mistriss can scarce dispence with a sighing whining Lovers Company long tho' all he says flatters her Pride Geo. Why dost thou trifle with me when thou knowest the Violence of my Love Oliv. I wish I could any way divert your Thoughts from her I would not have your Joy depend on such a fickle Creature Geo. Mirtilla False What my Mirtilla False Oliv. Even your Mirtilla's False and Married to another Geo. Married Mirtilla Married 'T is impossible Oliv. Nay Married to that Bawling Drinking Fool Sir Morgan Blundeâ— Geo. Married and Married to Sir Morgan Blunder a sot an ill-bred senceless Fool almost too great a Fool to make a Country Justice Oliv. No doubt she had her Aims in 't he 's a very Convenient Husband I 'll assure you and that suits her Temper he has Estate and Folly enough and she has Youth and wantonness enough to match ' em Geo. Her choice gives me some Comfort and some Hopes for I 'll persue her but for Revenge not Love Oliv. Forget her rather for she 's not worth Revenge and that way 't will be none Prostitute in Soul as Body she doats even on me in Breeches Geo. On thee her Page doat on thee a Youth she knew thee not as Woman Oliv. No that Secret I have kept to do you Service At first she said she lov'd me for your sake because you recommended me and when I Sung or plaid upon my Flute would kiss my Cheek and Sigh and often when alone wou'd send for me and Smile and Talk and set my Hair in Curles to make me Saâ—â—y and Familiar with her Onâ— Day she said Endimiâ—n thy Name-sake was tâ—â—s Câ—ressd by Cynthia A Goddess did not scorn the humble Swâ—in whom by her Love she equall'd to her Deity she found that I had Sense to understand her and paid her Advances back with equal Ardour Geo. Oh! Curse where learnt she all this wickedness Aside Oliv. But she being oblig'd to go for Ilandeâ—s to see her Sister â—akâ— the Holy Habit I feign'd a Sickness to be lâ—â—â— behind hoping that Absence might abate her Flame yet she return'd more Amorous and fearing the Thefts of Love might wound her Honour she thought 〈◊〉 Husband would secure that shame and luckily my Aunt arriv'd sâ—om Wâ—â—â—â— and brought Sir Morgan with her who Lodging where wâ— did at Mrâ— Manages My Aunt that doats on Quality in either Sâ—â— made up this hasty Match unknown to me though for my sake Geo. What will not Faithless Woman do when she is raging Oliv. And now having so well prepar'd the way she grows impatient for an Opportunity and thou art Arriv'd most happily to succour me Geo. No for some Days keep this Habit on it may be useful to us but I must see this Faithless Perjur'd Woman which I must contrive with Mrs. Manage Oliv. Yet pray resolve to see my Father first for now 's the Critical Time to make thy Fortune he came to Town last Night and lodges here at Mrs. Manages with my Aunt Blunder Geo. What in the House with thee and not know thee Oliv. No more than a Priest Compassion he thinks me at Hackney making wax Babies where he intends to visit me within these three days But I forgot to tell you our Brother Sir Merlin Lodges in this House with you and shou'd he know you Geo. 'T is impossible I've not seen him or my Father these five Years Absence my Growth and this unexpected Equipage will not be penetrated by his Capacity Oliv. True he 'll never look for his Brother George in the Galantry and Person of Monsieur Lejere My good Father Expects you Home like the Prodigal Son all Torn and Tatter'd and as Penitent too Geo. To Plod on here in a Laborious Cheating all my Youth and Vigour in hopes of drunken Pleasures when I 'm old Or else go with him into Wales and there lead a thoughtless Life Hunt and Drink and make Love to none but Chambermaids No my Olivia I 'le Use the Sprightly Runnings of my Life and not hope distant Pleasures from its dregs Oliv. For that use your Discretion now Equip your self to your present business the more simply you are clad and look the better I 'll home and Expect you Exit Geo. Do so my good Sister a little formal Hipocrisy may do 't will relish after Liberty for a Pleasure is never so well Tasted as when it 's season'd with some opposition Enter Britton Britt Sir I 've News to tell you will surprize you Prince â—redrick is Arriv'd Geo. Is' t Possible I left him going for Flanders Britt Passing by our Door and seeing your Livery enquir'd for you and finding you here alighted just now But see Sir he 's here Enter Prince Fredrick they meet and Embrace Geo. My Life's preserver welcome to my Arms as health to sick men Fred. And thou to mine as the kind Mistress to the longing Lover My Soul's Delight and Darling of the Fair. Geo. Ah! Prince you touch my bleeding Wound Fred. Ha! Lejere leave to unhappy Lovers those sighs those folded Arms and down cast Eyes Geo. Then they are fit for me my Mistress Sir that Treasure of my Life for whom you 've heard me sigh is perjur'd false and married to an other Yet what is worse I find my Prince my Friend here in my Native Country and am not able to pay him what his Greatness merits Fred. You pain me when you compliment my Friendship Embracing Geo. Perhaps you will not think me worth this Honour when you shall hear my Story Prince Thou canst say nothing I can value less Geo. Perhaps too my way of Living has deceiv'd you being still receiv'd by Princes as Companions in all their Riots Loves and Divertisements where ev'n you did me the Honour to Esteem and call me Friend Prince What e're thou art I 'm sure thy Mind 's illustrious Geo. My Family I must confess is Honourable but Sir my Father was the Younger House of which my unhappy self was destin'd to be last I 'm a Cadet that out-cast of my Family and born to that Curse of our Old English Custom Whereas in other Countries Younger Brothers are train'd up to the Exercise of Arms where Honour and Renown attend the Brave we basely bind our Youngest out to Slavery to Lazy Trades idly confin'd to Shops or Merchants Books debasing of the Spirit to the mean Cunning how to Cheat and Chasser Prince A Custom insupportable Geo. To this to this low wretchedness of Life your Servant Sir was destin'd by his Parents and am yet this bound Indentur'd Slave Prince Thou hast no cause to quarrel with thy Stars since Vertue is most Vallu'd when Opprest
be Disloyal again a t'other side he gives a Wife so ill an Example for we are all Lyable to Temptations Sir Râ—â—l Well said if thou beest so it must be the Old Tempter himself aside Alone Look ye Madam I 'll propose a fâ—â—r Swap if you 'll consent that I shall marry Teresia I 'll consent that you shall Marry George L. Youth How my Grand-daughter Why I design'd her for your Eldest Son Sir Merlin and she has a good a fortune of Five Hundred a year that I cannot hinder her of and is too young for you Sir Rowl So is George for your Ladiship and as for his Fortune 't is more than likely I shall make him my Eldest Son L. Youth Say you so Sir well I 'll â—â—â—â—der and take Advice of my Friends Sir Row Consider alas Madam my House will be Besieg'd by all the Widows in Town I shall get more by shewing him than the Rhinoceros Gaâ— I 'll sell the young Rogue by Inch of Candle before he 's Debauch't and Spoil'd in this lew'd Town La. Yorth Well suppose Sir Rowl Nothing under Teresia Gad I think some old Dog-Star Reigns to Day that so many old Heats are burning in their Sockets I 'm in Love with this young Tittymouse here most damnably Well what say you Widow Speak now or you know the Proverb L. Youth Well Sir Rowland you are too hard for me Excunt all but Teresia Enter Olivia Runs to her and Embraces her Tere. 'T is as you said Olivia I am destin'd to your Father Oliv. What the Sentence is past then Tere. Ay but the Devil is in us if we stay till Execution Day Why this is worse than being mew'd up at Hackney-School My Fortune 's my own without my Grandmother and with that Stock I 'll set up for my self and see what Traffick this wide World affords a young beginner Oliv. That 's well resolv'd I am of the same mind rather than Marry Mr. Wellbâ—â—n whom I never saw But prethee let 's see what we have in Stock besides Ready Mony What Toys and Knick-nacks to invite Tere. Faith my Inventory is but small Let me see First one Preâ—â—y well made Machin call'd a Body of a very good Motion fit for several uses one Pretty Conceited Head-Peice that will fit any bodies Coxcomb when 't is Grave and Dull will sit an Alderman when Politick and busy a States-man turn it to intreigne will fit a City Wife and to Invention it will set up an Evidence Oliv. Very well Tere. Item one Tongue that will prattle Love if you put the Heart in time for they are Commodities I resolve shall go together I have Youth enough to Please a Lover and Wit enough to please my self Oliv. Most Excellent Trifles all As for my out-side I leave to the Discretion of the Chasserer but I have a rare Devise call'd an Invention that can do many Feats a Courage that wou'd stock a Coward and a pretty Implâ—ment call'd a Heart that will strike Fire with any convenient force I have â—â—â—ght thousand Pounds to let out on any able Security but not a Grâ—â—◠〈◊〉 I like the Man Tere. Thus 〈…〉 shall ruiâ— all the lâ—ws and â—â—do the Indian Houses but where 〈◊〉 we show Wâ—â—â— meet with the Love Merchants Oliv. What things you of the Gallery at 〈◊〉 Esay in Masks Tere. Sâ—â— a state 〈…〉 takeâ— up bâ— women of Quality and now run into Ridicule by all 〈…〉 Devils of the Town and is only a Trap for a Teâ—â—â— a small new 〈◊〉 â—â—sider or a City Culâ—â— where they Baul out their Eighteen Pence in Bâ—â—dy and Filthy Non-sense to the Disturbance of the whole House and the King's Peace the Man of Quality have forsaken Oliv. What think you of the Mall Tere. As too Publick to end an Intreague our Affairs require a Conquest as suddain as that of Caesar who came saw and overcame Oliv. 'T is true besides there 's so many Cruisers we shall never Board a Prize What think you of the Church Tere. An Hippocritical shift of all masks I hate that of Religion and it shou'd be the last place I 'de wish to meet a Lover in unless to Marry him Oliv. And Faith that 's the last thing a Lover shou'd do but we are compell'd to hast 't is our last Refuge if we cou'd but see and like our men the business were soon dispatcht Let me see Faith e'n put on Breeches too and thus disguis'd seek our Fortune I am within these three days to be fetch'd from Hackney School where my Father believes me still to be and thou in that time to be Marry'd to the old Gentleman Faith resolve and let 's in and Dress thee away here 's my Lady they run out SCENE II. Enter Mirtilla and Mrs. Manage Miâ—t Ah let me have that Song again Song By Mr. Gildon I. NO Delia no! What man can range From such Seraphic Pleasure 'T is want of Charms that make us change To grasp the Fury Treasure What man of sense wou'd quit a certain Bliss For hopes and empty Possibilities II. Vain Fools their sure Possessions spend In hopes of Chymic Treasure But for their fancy'd Riches find Both want of Gold and Pleasure Rich in my Delia I can wish no more The Wand'rer like the Chymist must be poor Man Not see him Madam I protest he 's Handsomer and Handsomer Paris has giv'n him such an Air Lord he 's all over Monsieur Not see him Madam Why I hope you do not like the Foolish sort of Wives design a strict Obedience to your Husband Mir. Away a Husband when absence that sure Remedy of Love had heal'd the Bleeding Wound Lejere had made by Heaven I thought I ne're shou'd Love again but since Endimion has Inspir'd my Soul and for that Youth I burn I pine I languish Enter George richly drest stands at a distance gazing on Mirtilla Man See Madam there 's an Object may put out that Flame and may revive the Old one Mir. Shame and confusion Lâ—jere turns and walks away Geo. Yonder she is That Mien and Shape I know thâ— the False Face be turn'd with shame away Offers to Advance and Stops S'death I tremble Yet came well fortified with Pride and Anger I see thou 'st in thy Eyes a little Modesty goes to her nearer That wou'd conceal the Treasons of thy Heart Mir. Perhaps it is their scorn that you mistake Geo. It may be so she that sets up for Jilting shou'd go on 'T were mean to find remorse so young and soon Oh this gay Town has Gloriously improv'd you amongst the rest that taught you Perjury Mir. Alas When was it Sworn Geo. In the Blest Age of Love When every Pow'r look't down and heard thy Vows Mir. I was a Lover then shou'd Heav'n concern its self with Lover's Perjuries 't wou'd find no leisure to preserve the Universe Geo. And was the Woman so strong in thee thou could'st not wait a little Were you so raving
mad for Fool and Husband you must take up with the next ready Coxcomb Death and the Devil a dull Clumsey Boar What was it charm'd you The Beastly Quantity of Man about him Mir. Faith a much better thing five thousand Pounds a Year his Coach and Six it shews well in the Park Geo. Did I want Coach or Equipage and shew Mir. But stil there wanted Fool and Fortune to 't He does not Play at the Groom Porters for it Nor do the Drudgery of some worn out Lady Geo. If I did this thou had'st the spoils of all my Nation 's Conquests while all the whole World was wond'ring whence it came for Heav'n had left thee Nothing but thy Beauty that dear Reward of my Indust'rious Love Mir. I do confess Geor. Till time had made me Certain of a Fortune which now was hasting on And is that store of Love and wond'rous Joys I had been hoarding up so many tender Hours all lavish't on a Brute who never Lusted 'bove my Ladie 's Woman for Love he understands no more than sense Mir. Prethee Reproach me on sighs Geo. 'S Death I con'd rave Is this soft tender Bosom to be prest by such a Load of Fool Damnation on thee Where got'st thou this Course Appetite Take back the Powers those Charms she 's sworn Adorn'd me since a dull Fat-Fac'd noisy Taudry Block-head can serve her turn as well Offers to go Mir. You shall not go away with that Opinion of me Geo. Oh that false Tongue can now no more deceive Art thou not Marry'd Tell me that false Charmer Mir. Yes holding him Geo. Curse on that word wou'd thou had'st never learnt it it gave thy Heart and my Repose away Mir. Dost think I Marry'd with that dull design Canst thou believe I gave my Heart away because I gave my Hand Fond Ceremony that A necessary trick devis'd by wary Age to Traffic 'twixt a Portion and a Jointure him whom I Lov'd is Marry'd to my Soul Geo. Art thou then mine And wilt thou make Attonement by such a Charming way Come to my Clasping Arms. Enter Lady Blunder at the Door Sees 'em and offers to go out again L. Blun. Oh Heavens How rude am I Cry Mercy Madam I protest I thought you 'd been alone Geo. 'S Death my Aunt Blunder aside Mir. Only this Gentleman Madam L. Blun. Sir I beg your Pardon and am really sorry Geo. That you find me with your Daughter Madam L. Blun. I hope you take me to be better Breed Sir Nor had I interrupted you but for an Accident that has happen'd to Sir Morgan coming out of the City in a Beastly Hackney he was turn'd over in Cheap-side and Striking the filthy Coach-man the nasty Mobb came out and had almost Kill'd him but for a young Gentleman a stranger that came to his Rescue and whom he has Brought to Kiss your Ladyship's Hands But I 'll Instruct him in his Duty he shall wait till your Ladyship is more at Leisure alas He 's already on the Stairs Exit Mir. Let him wait there Lejere 'T is necessary you dapart sure of my Heart you cannot fear the rest the Night is hast'ing on Trust me but some few Hours and then Lejere I 'll pay you back with int'rest Geo. All blessings light on thee But will your Lady Mother make no Discovery of my being here Mir. She 'd sooner Pump for me and believe it a part of good Breeding 〈◊〉 away I hear 'em coming She puts him out at a back-door Enter Lady Blunder Peeping L. Blun. He 's gone Sir Morgan you may approach Enter Sir Morgan Pulling in the Prince Sir Merlin and a Page to the Prince Sir Morg. Nay as Gat shall save me Sir you shall see my Lady or so d' ye see and receive the Thanks of the House Prince As Gat shall save me Sir I am sorry for it another time Sir I have earnest business Now I am sure nothing worth seeing can belong to this litter of Fools L. Blun. My Daughter is a Person of Quality I assure you Sir Prince I doubt it not Madam if she be of the same piece Send me a fair deliverance Sir Morgan leads him to Mirtilla he starts Ha! What bright Vision 's that Mir. Heav'n 'T is the lovely Prince I saw in â—landers aside Sir Merl. Look how he stares why what the Devil ails he Sir Morg. To her Sir or so d' ye see what a Pox are you afraid of her L. Blun. He 's in Admiration of her Beauty Child Prince By Heav'n the very Woman I Adore aside Sir Morg. How d' ye see Sir how de ye ha ha ha Prince I cannot be mistaken For Heav'n made nothing but Young Angels like her Sir Morg. Lookee Page is your Master in his right Wits Sir Merl. Sure he 's in Love and Lov 's a devilish thing Sir Morg. Sa ho ho ho where are you Sir where are you Prince In Heav'n Puts him away Oh! do not rouze me from this Charming Slumber lest I shou'd wake and find it but a Dream Sir Morl. A plaguy dull follow this that can sleep in so good Company as we are Sir Morg. Dream A Fiddle-stick to her man to her and Kiss her soundly or so d' ye see Sir Merl. I I Kiss her Sir Kisâ— her i◠〈◊〉 iâ— he 's very simple Prince Kiss her there 's universal Râ—in in her Lips Mir. I never knew 'em guilty of such mischiefs Sir Morg. No I 'll be sworn I have Kisâ— 'em twenty times and never did me harm Prince Thou Kiss those lips impossible and they false they ne're were prest but by soft Southern Winds Sir Morg. Southern Winds ha ha lookee d' ye see boy thy Master's mad on so d' ye see why what a Pox d' ye think I never Kiss my Wife or so d' see Prince Thy Wife Mir. He will betray his Passion to these fools Alas he 's mad and will undo my Hopes aside Prince Thou may'st as well claim Kindred to the Gods she 's mine a Kingdom shall not buy her from me Sir Morg. Hay day my Wife yours lookee as d' ye see what is it Midsammer-moon with you Sir or so d' ye see Mir. In pitty give him way he 's madder than a Storm Prin. Thou know'st thou art and thy dear Eyes confess it a numerous Train attended our Nuptials Witness the Priest witness the Sacred Altar where we kneel'd when the blest silent Ceremony was perform'd Mir. Alas he 's mad past all recovery mad Sir Merl. Mad say poor Soul Friend how long has your Master been thus Intoxicated Page He 's mad indeed to make this Discovery aside Alas Sir he 's thus as often as he sees a Beautiful Lady since he lost a Mistress who Dy'd in Handers to whom he was Contracted Sir Merl. Good lack ay ay he 's distracted it seems Page See how he Kneels to her stand off and do but mind him Mir. Rise Sir you 'l ruin me dissemble if you Love or you
is a thousand pity's to spoil a handsom man to make a dull Husband of I have known an Old Batter'd Bully of Seventy unmarry'd more agreeable for a Gallant than any scurvy out-of-Humour'd Husband at Eight and Twenty Geo. Gad a thousand times Tere. Know I have Five Hundred Pounds a Year Geo. Good Tere. And the Devil and all of Expectations from an Old Woman Geo. Very good Tere. And this Youth and little Beauty to lay out in love Pulls off her Mask Geo. Teresia the lovely Maid design'd for my Mother now what a Dog am I that gives me the greater Gust to her and wou'd fain Cuckold my Father Talks to her aside Mirtilla seems to faint Man My Lady faints help help Mir. Only the beat Oppresses me but let it not disturb the Company I 'll take the Air a little and return Goes cut with Manage Geo. Is this design'd or real perhaps she is retir'd for me Mâ—s. Manage Manage Re-enters he pulls her by the sleeve Man Ha! Monsieur Lejere what shall I feign to put him off withal Aside Geo. Why dost thou start How do's my dear Mirtilla Man Reposing Sir a while but anon I 'll wait on her for your admittance Prince Frederick puts on Welborn 's Cloak goes out and Welborn enters into the Company dress'd like the Prince Geo. Ha she spoke in passing by that gay thing What means it but I 'll trace the Mystery Sir Row The young People are Lazy and here 's nothing but gaping and peeping in one anothers Vizards come Madam let you and I shame 'em into Action Sir Rowland and Lady Youthly Dance After the Dance enter Olivia with a Letter Olivia gives Welborn the Letter Well Ha! what 's this Sir a Challenge Oliv. A Soft One Sir Well A Billet whoe'er the Lady be Reads She merits something for but believing I am worth her Mirth Oliv. I know not Sir how great a Jest you may make of it but I assure you the Lady is in earnest and if you be at leisure to hear Reason from her Well Fair and softly my Dear Love Messenger I am for no hasty Bargains not but I shou'd be glad to hear Reason from any of the Sex But I have been so damnably Jilted Is she of Quality Oliv. Yes Well Then I 'll not hear any thing from her they are troublesome and insolent and if she have a Husband to hide her Intriegues she has recourse to all the little Arts and Cunnings of her Sex and she that jilts her Husband will her Lover Oliv. She is not troubled with a Husband Sir Well What she 's parted from the Fool then she 's Expensive and for want of Alimony jilts all the believing Block-heads that she meets with Oliv. But this is a Maid Sir Well Worse still At every turn she 's raving on her Honour then if she have a Kinsman or a Brother I must be Challeng'd Oliv. Sir you mistake my Lady is for Matrimony Well How Oliv. You have not forsworn it I hope Well Not so but Oliv. If a Lady Young and Handsom and Ten Thousand Pounds Well Nay I am not positive Enter Sir Morgan and Sir Merlin Drunk Singing Sir Morg. and Sir Merl. Singing Wise Coxcombs be damn'd here 's a Health to the Man That since Life is but short lives as long as he can Sir Morg. Where is my Lady Mirtilla Rogues Sir Merl. And my Mistress Rascals For we are resolv'd to shew our selves in Triumph to our Wives and Mistresses L. You. Your Mistress Sir Merlin mistake not your Mark Sir Merl. Ha! Art thou there old Cathedral Why thou look'st as magnificently as Old Queen Bess in the Westminster-Cupboard Sir Mâ—rg Lookee as de see when Adam wore a Beard she was in her Prime or so de see Sings L. You. Sir you are a saucy Jack and your Father shall correct you Sir Merl. My Father my Father 's an old Tost de see and I hope to see him hang'd Sir Row Here 's a Heathen-Christian see his Father hang'd Sir Merl. Ay hang'd and all the old Fathers in Christendom Why what-a-Pox shou'd Fathers trouble the World for When I come to Reign in Parliament I will enact it Felony for any Father to have so little Grace to live that has a Son at Years of Discretion Sir Row A damn'd Rogue I 'll disinherit him immediately L. Blun. Is it so great a Crime Brother for a Gentleman to be Drunk Sir Merl. You Lye like a Son of a Whore I have been drinking Confusion to all the Fathers and Husbands in England Sir Morg. How Sir Confusion to Husbands Lookee de see Sir swallow me that Word or I 'll make you deposite all the conjugal Wine you have drunk Sir Merl. I deposite all your Wine Sirrah you 're a Blunderbuss Sir Morg. Sirrah you are a diminitive Bully Sir Merl. Sirrah you 're the Whore of Babylon and I defie you Sir Morg. Lookee de see I scorn to draw upon a drunken Man or so I being sober but I boldly challenge you into the Cellar where thou shalt drink till thou renounce thy Character or talk Treason enough to hang thee and that 's fair and civil Sir Merl. Agreed and when I 'm drunk enough to ravish I 'll Cuckold my old Dad and fight him for his Mistress Sir Row I have no Patience I 'll kill the Dog because I 'll have the Law on my side Come on Sir Draws the Ladies run out Sir Merlin draws George runs in and parts ' em Geo. Villain Rascal What draw upon thy Father Sir Row Pray Sir who are you that I may thank you for my Life Geo. One Sir whose Duty ' t was Pulls off his Visard Sir Row What my dear George I 'll go and cut off the Intaâ— of my Estate presently and thou shalt have it all Boy thou shalt Exeunt all but George Geo. Fortune is still my Friend Had but Mirtilla been so I wonder that she sends not to me My Love 's impatient and I cannot wait while the dull Sot is boozing with his Brother-Fools in the Cellar I 'll softly to the Chamber of my Love Perhaps she waits me there Exit SCENE the Second A Chamber and Alcove discovers Mirtilla and Prince Frederick Prince Oh! I am ravish'd with excess of Joy Mir. Enough my charming Prince Oh you have said enough Prince Never my Mirtilla The Sun that views the World nor the bright Moon that favours Loverâ— Stealths shall ever see that Hour Vast as thy Beauties are my young Desires and every new Possession kindles new Flames soft as thy Eyes soft as thy render Touches and e'er the Pantings of my Heart are laid new Transports from new Wishes dance about it and still remains in Love's Harmonious Order Kisses and Embraces her Enter George softly Geo. This House I know and this should be her Bed-Chamber because the Best and yet methought I heard another Voice but I may be mistaken Prince I faint with Pleasure of each tender Clasp
another George Cries Tere. This is but a scurvy Tune for your Hymenical Song Sir Sir Row Alas Mrs. Teresia my Instrument is untun'd and good for nothing now but to be hung upon the Willows Cry within Murder Murder Murder Enter Footman Sir Merlin his Sword drawn and Sir Morgan Sir Row What 's here my Rogue Twang What 's the matter Gentlemen that ye enter the House in this Hostile manner Sir Morg. What Mr. Twang de see Sir Mer. Ay ay stand by Divinity and know that we the Pillars of the Nation are come de see to Ravish La. Blun. Oh my dear Sir Morgan Embraces him Sir Merg I do not intend to Ravish like a Jew in my own Tribe La. You. What say they Mr. Twang Ravish Oh save my Honour lead me to my Bed-Chamber where if they dare venture to come they come upon their Peril Twang leads her out Sir Morgan goes to Teresia Sir Mer. Old Fellow do'st hear Sir Pandarus of Troy deliver me my Cresida de see peaceably or I am resolved to beâ—r her off Vi Armis La Blun. Sweet Nephew retire we are just upon making your Peace Sir Mer. Ha Old Queen Gwiniver without her Ruff on Sir Merlin takes hold of her to bear her off she cries out Sir Rowland draws upon him As they are going to Fight Enter George Geo. Is there a man in Nature's Race so vile dares lift a guilty Hand against his Father Sir Mer. Father me no Fathers I fight for Teresia my Lawfully begotten Spouse Geo. That I once call'd you Brother saves your Life therefore resign your Sword here at his Reverend Feet Sir Mer. Sirrah you lye Sirrah Geo. There drag away this Brute Disarms him To the Footman Sir Mer. Rogues Dogs bring Mrs. Teresia along with you Tere. Sure this is my fine Fellow and yet the very same that 's to be marry'd to my Grandmother nor can that City Habit hide the Gentleman George speaks this while with his Father who embraces him Sir Morg. Burnt say you Mrs. Teresia de see my Lady Mirtilla burnt Nay then 't is time to go sleep get sober and Marry again Goes out Sir Row Enough my Boy enough thou deserv'st my whole Estate and thou shalt have it Boy This day thou shalt Marry the Widow and I her Grand-child I 'll to my Lawyers and settle all upon thee instantly Goes out Geo. How Marry to day Old Gentleman you must be couzen'd and Faith that goes against my Conscience Ha the Fair the Young Teresia there When a man 's bent upon Wickedness the Devil never wants an Opportunity to present him with that she shou'd be in my way now Fair Creature are you resolv'd to be my Mother-in-law Tere. As sure as you to be my Grandfather Sir And see the News of your being come has rais'd my Grandmother Enter Lettice and Lady Youthly Geo. A Pox upon her her Ghost had been less frightful Tere. I cou'd have spar'd her now too but see she advances as swift as Time Geo. And as old What shall I do I dye to speak with you La. You. Where where 's this Young Welcome Gentleman Oh are you here Sir She sees him not but runs upon him Lettice take Teresia and get you to your Chamber she has her Trinkets to get ready against the Wedding anon for we 'll make but one work of both Tere. Ay 't will save Charges Madam La. You. Ay ay get you gone Lovers sometimes wou'd be private Geo. Heark ye leave me not to her mercy by Love if you do I 'll follow you to your Chamber Tere. Leave you no hang me if I'do till I have told you a piece of my mind for I find there 's no dallying La. You. Well Sir I have finish'd the Great Work Geo. I wish you had Teresia once you made me hope you did not hate me La. You. What says he Teresia Tere. He says he hopes you do not hate him Madam La. You. No by my Troth Sir I feel something for you I have not felt before Geo. Not these Threescore Years I dare swear You have too much Wit Teresia to have been only pleas'd with the Embroider'd Coat and Gawdy Plume where still the man 's the same La. You. What says he Embroider'd Coat and Plume Tere. He hopes your Ladyship likes him ne'er the worse for being without those Fopperies La. You. Marry do I not I love not this over-finery in a Husband those Fellows that Dress think so well of themselves they never mind their Wives Geo. Are you so dull Teresia not to see this Habit was put on only to get an Opportunity to tell you my Passion La. You. Tell me of his Passion was it so alas good Young Man Well well I 'll defer your Joys no longer this Night shall make you happy Mr. Twang shall join us Sir Geo. A blessed hearing You see Charming Maid how very shore a space there is between this and the hast'ning hour stand not on Virgin Niceties but answer me our time admits of no Consideration Tere. I have not been this Four and Twenty hours a Lover to need Considering as soon as you had my Heart you had my Consent and that was the first moment I saw you at the Basset-Table Geo. Ha! at the Basset-Table Tere. Yes I was the frank Youth that lent you Money but no more your Time and Place La. You. What are you prating to him there Tere. He doubts your Love Madam and I 'm confirming it La. You. Alas good Gentleman anon I 'll convince him for in the Ev'ning Sir the Priest shall make us one Geo. Ah Madam I cou'd wish 't were not so long defer'd for sure I love you like a sighing Swain and as a Proof of it I have here prepar'd an Emblem of my Love in a Dance of Country Lovers where Passion is sincere La. You. Good-lack-a-day indeed you 're so obliging But pray let us have the Dance Dance La. You. Very pretty indeed Come good Gentleman don't droop don't droop come hold up your Head you may be allowed one Kiss before-hand Geo. Kisses her Oh what a Pestilential Blast was there Aside La. You. Come come Teresia come with me Geo. to Teresia I 'll send a Chair to your Back-Gate anon that shall wait you on the Field-side and bring you whither I shall appoint Get Ready instantly Tere. And if I fail may I be eternally damn'd to the Embraces of Old Age. Exeunt all but George Geo. Mirtilla thus thy Scorn I will out-brave And let my Father the kind Cheat forgive If I with dexterous Charitable care Ease him of Burthens he wants strength to bear Exâ—â— ACT V. SCENE the First Enter Welborn dressing himself to him a Footman with a Letter Wel. PRethee what became of the Spark that lay with me last night Foot I know not Sir he ' rose before day What Letter 's this Sir It lay upon your Toylet Gives Welborn a Letter Wel. To the dear Man whose Name I
would be glad to Reads know Hum ' a Woman's Hand Opens it The Lady you saw last Thursday in the Mall you had in Bed with you last Night Adieu Oh! dull Divinity of Love that by no Instinct no sympathizing Pains or Pleasure could instruct my Sense how near I was to Happiness Enter George fine Lejere behold me here the most unlucky Fellow breathing Thou know'st I told thee how I was in love with a young Woman in the Mall And this very Night I had this very Woman in my Arms. Geo. Is this your ill Luck Sir Wel. 'Sdeath all the while I took her for a Man But finding me asleep she softly ' rose and by a Light yet burning in my Chamber she writ this Billet and left it on my Table Gives it George he reads it Geo. By all that Good Olivia And were you very Honest Sir Wel. To my eternal Shame as chast as Ice Geo. What will you say now Charles if I bring this Woman to you again Wel. Canst thou Oh let me kiss thy Lips away Geo. For all her Frollick Charles she 's very honest a Fortune and of Quality and were 't not for Olivia thou shouldst marry her Wel. Olivia I ne'er saw and now 't will be too late Geo. Nay then Sir I must fight in her Defence Wel. You fight in her defence Why dost thou love her By all that 's Good I will resign her to thee Geo. You shall not Sir and know she is my Sister Wel. Olivia thy Sister Geo. Ask no more Questions but defend your self if you refuse to marry her for her Honour 's mine Wel. Were she an Angel I must love this Woman Geo. Then thou shalt have her Hast and get a Licence no more trust my Friendship Go. Exit Welborn Enter Olivia Olivia where did you lie last Night Nay do not blush for you may yet be Vertuous Oliv. Virtuous Not the young Roses in the bud secur'd nor breaking Morn ungaz'd at by the Sun nor falling Snow has more of Purity Geo. I do believe you but your dangerous Frolicks will make the World talk shamefully Oliv. Let him talk on I will not humour Fools Geo. No more here 's Manage Contrive an Assignation with Mirtilla but do not hide again where none may find you This done I 'll tell you more and make you happy How now Manage is the Prince stirring Man He 's in his dressing Room Sir This from my Lady Sir Slides the Letter into Olivia 's hand as she passes out Geo. What have you there Olivia Takes the Billet Oliv. An Assignation from your perjur'd Mistriss Sir Geo. 'T is well You must obey the Summons And wind her up to all the height of Love then let her loose to Shame I 'll bring her Lover in the height of Dalliance who when he sees her Persidy will hate her Oliv. And then the lovely Man stands fair for me Aside Geo. Go write an Answer back and wait her hour Exeunt severally SCENE the Second The Dressing-Room Discovers the Prince at his Toylet dressing Musick and a Song Enter Lejere waits till the Song is ended The Prince sees him comes to him with Joy and falls about his Neck SONG by Mr. Gildon AH Charmion shroud those killing Eyes That dart th' Extreams of Pleasure Else Celadon tho' favour'd dies As well as him that you despise Tho' with this diff'rent measure While ling'ring Pains drag on his Fate Dispatch is all th' Advantage of my State For ah you kill with Love as well as Hate 2. Abate thy Luxury of Charms And only Part discover Your Tongue as well as Eyes had Arms To give a Thousand fatal Harms To the poor listening Lover Thy Beams Glory 's Veil'd shou'd be And like the Front of Heav'n unseen pass by For to behold 'em in full force we dye Prince Lydia Oh! I faint I dye with thy Beauty's Luxury By heaven I 'm all Rapture Love and Joy Such a dear Night Lejere Poets may fancy pressing Goddesses on downy Beds of Clouds But oh Lejere Those Gods were never half so blest as I Geo. What pity 't were to wake you from this Dream Prince It is not in the Power of Time nor Age For even then Mirtilla will have Charms Oh how she speaks how well she 'll grace a Story Geo. How gay her Wit how movingly she writes Prince I do believe she do's A little seriously Geo. Would it displease you should you see a Billet from her Prince That 's as it were directed Gravely Geo. You would not credit what you saw last night Prince Nor wou'd have lost that Night for all the Treasure the vast Ocean hidâ—â— Geo. I wou'd not have a Man so good and great be made a Woman's Pâ—operty There Sir Gives him the Billet Prince I 'll not believe it her's there are a thousand ways to ruin Innocence if she be false she 's damn'd Confirm me and of course I shall despise her You cure me when you shew her worth my Scorn Geo. Will you be rul'd then and believe it Friendship in me Prince I will Geo. Give her by Absence but an Opportunity feign some Excuse to leave the Town to day Prince See where she comes Enter Mirtilla Adorn'd with all the beauteous Wonders of her Sex The Gods of Love are playing in her Eyes and give us Wounds from ev'ry graceful Motion Ah my Mirtilla how shall I support the Absence of a many coming Hours that languish being from thee but a moment Mir. I hope my Lord Fate is not so unkind to let me live without you many Hours Prince Can all this be dissembl'd Aside to George Geo. How much more have I heard yet all was false Prince I must this Day this tedious live-long Day be absent from thy sight but shall be back i'th'Evening I 'll leave Lejere to wait on your Commands Mir. Lejere shall ever Sir be dear to me But I 'll retire and sigh till your Return That World affords no Pleasure where you are not Prince Do you hear that Sir Aside to George Till Night thou dearest Blessing of my Life Adieu Mirtilla going out pulls Lejere by the Sleeve Mir. Thou little mischievous informing Thing how vainly hast thou lavish'd out Invention Smiling Exit Prince By Heaven methinks 't were Sin but to suspect her Geo. Think so I 'll trouble your Repose no more I 've done my Duty and I wou'd not see you made a Prince Property Ha A loath'd convenient Tool A Woman's Implement S'death she that off Loose to the nasty Love of every Tool that will be Flatter'd Cozen'd Jilted Cuckolded No more I will unseen convey my self into the Closet in my Dressing-Room 't is near her Bed And if I find her Wanton Geo. If you find her The Youth is waiting now that shall convince you Prince Where Oh set the happy Slave but in my View and Geo. No faith Sir be convinc'd before you strike for fear she jilt you out of Sense and Reason Prince