no delay The minute must be watch'd that guides our Souls to perfect Joys and they who neglect are Fools Fick Well if Impudence be a Grace in a Lover I swear my Lord you have as large a portion as any one I know What man but you durst contradict his Mistress thus Bella. What Woman but you durst provoke a Lover thus Nay one that is to marry you and consequently to have power to Tyrannize over you To lie with you but once a week and then with an ill will too To send you into the Country to look to your Dairy To keep a Mis in Town and live three times beyond my Estate according to Custom Fick It is not also in my power to be false Is my Beauty so mean think you that no one wou'd make Addresses Lies it not in my ability to wheedle you into a Belief of Love and at last to forsake you assure your self it does but Heaven knows I am too constant Bella. A Miracie in Nature A Notion of so strange an extravagance that the very sound is incredible Constancy in Woman is a second Maidenhead 'T is lost e're they know they have it and your Constitution Madam certainly tends that way and the Truth were known Fick He little thinks how right he guesses Aside Bella. But since you are in so ill a humour and are resolv'd to spend this Afternoon here like a Turtle solitarily in your Cage I 'le leave you and strive to divert my self with other Company I have a Present here too which I intended to Dedicate to you but to the Melancholly all things are diâ—â—â—stful Fick A Neck-lace of Pearl I must not lose that so use your pleasure my Lord. The Vertue of a Present seldom makes me fond of any Mans Company Bella. You think I warrant this indifference becomes you extreamly That modish turn of your head and glance of your Eye you imagine was infinitely taking But Madam I am now in a more serious humour and not to be fool'd with such Dilatory motions so begging your pardon for my obstructing your Kinsmans Visit I take leave Fick Well! I am the very'st Fool. I swear my fondness makes you insult over me another Woman wou'd have made you comply and be glad to ask her pardon but my good Nature makes you slight me Bella. No this action has indeer'd my Soul to thee and I am faster thine than ever Oh I could live for ever in thy Arms feed on thy Lips and surfeit with thy Kisses Enter Silvia Silv. Madam the Gentleman is come Fick Unlucky minute Sweet my Lord away I wou'd not have him see you for the World Bella. The Devil blow him hence in a Whirlwind I will obey you but by Heaven with as ill a will as ever Coward faught a Duel but since it must be so adieu Nay do not smile upon me by the Lord I shall tire your Kinsmans patience and stay if you do Farewell A Pox upon him I say Farewell Madam Exit Fick So there 's one dispatch'd I was fain to tell him 'T was a Kinsman to get him gone the sooner stay this is my passionate Lover one that Wooes by Method and speaks blank Verse Now must I change my temper suitable to his Tone and speak in the same stile Let me see When Sapho lov'd Oh Heaven What throngs of woes oppress'd her harmless Breast Very well I have it rarely Now to my Posture This Book Languishing Eyes So And necessary Handkerchief to wipe Imaginary Tears off So The Devil 's in 't if this is not Melancholly enough Here he comes Sits at the Table Enter Manley Manl. Life of my Soul 〈…〉 bright Treasure of the World Queen of perfections and the best Of all thy Charming Sex What Dismal Fate Has caus'd this alteration Why are thy Eyes Late the extreams of Glorious Light now clouded Adding more trouble to the frighted World Than when the Sun Eclipsed threatens a Chaos Fick Pardon my Frailty Sir I have not learn'd the Power to dissemble Who cou'd read The hapless Fate of wretched Ariadne Hear Theseus falshood and the piercing Mones Of a distress'd Maid By Love undone Left all alone within a Desart Isle And not pay Tribute of a Tear or Two to grace the story Manl. 'T was a horrid act And I confess deserves it but in us That Love and Glory in the Passion 't is Not fit Despair should Tyranniz Fick Let them despair that merit no return My passion has been permanent Man And mine The truest Heart that e're obey'd the Dictates Of Loves Imperial Power from that hour That first obtain'd my Eye the happy Object Of your Perfections my poor fetter'd Heart Proud of the Chains of such a Conquering Beauty Resolv'd to Grace the long wish'd Victory With a perpetual Constancy Fick And mine Bless'd with the Pleasure of your Loves Addresses Grew proud of such a Fortune Happy Celia Wou'd I oft cry if thou canst purchase him Thy Race is finish'd th' abstract of all Love Vertue and Valour Then with my Minds Perspective Wou'd I survey your Soul and sigh and covet Love to my sense such pleasing Motions brought That I was lost in my own various Thought Man Sweet Creature Oh my Soul how I adore thee The transport of whose touch has power to kill If I shou'd visit often speak sweet Charmer Will you be always true always thus Constant Fick Constant â— Alas What power have I to change When you posses my Heart Manl. My Soul Fick My Heart Manl. My Life My Vital Spirits Oh Heaven I fool my self in too much Love and dote on my own Happiness Kneels and kisses her Hand Fick He 's finely caught Wit where art thou now Manl. Eiring Philosophers that Knowledge prais'd Above the Bliss of Women Women Delicious Women Women the Quintessence of Nature Heavens Treasures Fram'd to enrich Mankind and make 'em Deities Travel fond Cynick through the spacious Globe Dive through the Sea Thence through the Airy Region Soar to find out new pleasures and at last When thou hast known the Joys of Earth and Heaven Believe with me it terminates in Women Enter Silvia Silv. Madam your Kinsman is below and desires the favour of your Company Fick Unfortunate Minute for Heavens sake Sir begone I am undone if he sees you Heark he 's coming up Manl. Was ever Fate like mine Wear this Sweet Creature and remember me A Ring So adieu Divinest Sweetest Kindest O Heaven Must I begone Exit Manley Fick Ha ha ha I think I did it to the life Silvia didst thou hear our Court Silv. Yes Madam and I swear I pitty the poor deceiv'd Gentleman Fick Pitty him prithee talk no more on 't but who is that below Silv. The Young Brisk Gentleman that fell in love with you yesterday he that your Ladyship gave the Song to Fick Tell him I 'le come to him Exit Silvia Now for a Brisk Airy Humour to agree with the Temper of this Fool. This is the
shall do well enough The Coat of the Tilbury's new-coin'd Udshash 't is as old as Tilbury Camp and that was in the same year with Noahs Flood Const. Insufferable Impertinence They may well be Brothers for their united Folly out-vies their Consanguinity Enter Manley Manl Madam the Mail may now boast of a Happiness unparallel'd enjoying the sweetness of your Company Arb. Still your Rhetorical Vein Mr. Manley you consider not the weak Capacities of Women Manl. Yes Madam I may consider it but am sufficiently satisfied in my knowledge of your Capacity to think it mean But me thinks your looks are not so lively as 't is usually Your Eyes have lost part of their fire No late loss I hope Madam has caus'd this alteration Arb. None Sir only a little molested with the present heat and the continual buzzing about of Flies that haunt me Manl. Flies I understand you Madam Tob. Come I think we had best go Here 's some mischief hatching Zech. I 'le not stir upon honour what a Pox he dares not draw in the Mail. Manl. Sir I see your Presence has the misfortune to be distastful to these Ladies to whom I have the honour to be known Therefore 't will become you and your Brother Fop there to leave 'em and retire to your better Conveniences Zech. Brother Fop Sir Upon honour you licence your Tongue by the priviledge of the place such an attribute should not have pass'd unreveng'd else but Sir a time will come Manl. When I shall cut your Throat Sir Come Ladies I 'le be your Guardian Let these Mushrumes stand if they dare The respect I bear the Noble Company that usually walk here ties up my Sword but if they sleep on 't hang me Ex Manl. and Ladies Tob. Udshash I 'le go hire a Coach and into the Country immediately Zech. The Country Such another word and I 'le renounce thee forever Prithee think no more on 't He 'l be hang'd before he 'l challenge us Tob. I see he has a murd'rous intention and 't is an act of prudence to be careful Enter Flaile Flail Oh have I found you at last I wonder where the Dickins you ramble ch'have search'd all the Coffe-housen and Taberns 'twixt this and Westminster for you What by th' Mass my young Mr. Toby turn'd Gallant too Whoop by Coxounty what a change is here Come you must go to Sir Arthur Oldloves to your Father by th' Mass he 's almost out on 's wits for you Zech. Go Bandog tell him we come and Sirra bid him get a Bottle of Claret and a Neats Tongue ready Go Brother come cheer up Pox on t a Rencounter is nothing when thou art us'd to 't Prithee let 's be merry Tob. If this Man had not come to disturb us I could have been very merry Udshash I could have beaten the Woman into a Jelly but no matter Time and Experience shall mend all Exeunt Scene 2. Enter Madam Fickle and Silvia Fick Is he come give me the Glass Silv. Yes Madam and I 've led him into the Parler I protest he 's a handsome Man and one that in my opinion little deserves the Cruelty you intend him Fick Call you Affection Cruelty Silv. Flattery in Affection is extreamest Cruelty I know you love him not I have heard you often confess it and to possess him with a belief you do and at last dash his hopes with a denial is a horrid Torture Fick I am glad he moves your Pity Do you love him Silv. I commiserate his Fortune his love is a Happiness too high for me but good Madam let me presume to ask the reason why you use all your Lovers thus Fick Well in hopes to make thy diligence the surer I 'le tell thee why 'T was my unhappy Fate some three years since to fall in love To give away my Heart and throw my self into the Arms of One of mean discent and also slender Fortune Yet had Destiny So link'd my Soul with his that each kind glance Shot from his darting Eye me thought went through me I lov'd nay and ador'd with so much zeal I cou'd have dy'd nay willingly been tortur'd I thought he could not wrong my Innocence for then I Swear I was so innocent I knew not what sin was Yet this deluding Wretch this base Seducer although I slighted all for him laught at my fervent Passion scorn'd and left me and when I thought his Heart Was mine for ever 't was then most treacherous and farthest From me Therefore I 've made a strict and solemn Vow on the whole Sex to execute revenge Flatter and Wheedle all I can and ever To practice to ensnare but to love never Silv. The strangest revenge I ever heard but I doubt not Madam in a short time Love will alter your condition Fick I 'le venture that Go and Conduct him hither and fetch thy Lute and sing Exit Silvia SONG Beneath a Shady Willow near A Rivers purling Streams Astrea Careless of her Sheep With folded Arms lay fast asleep Possess'd with Golden Dreams Her working faculties supply'd with drowzy sleep deny'd For oft she 'd sigh and smile and grasp the Air Thinking her much-lov'd Celadon was there But as this sleeping harmless Maid Lay rap'd in silent Ioy. Possessing all that could be saught In setter'd sense or happy thought Her Swain came fishing by He eager of such rapting Bliss awak'd her with a Kiss She Blushing rose and cry'd unhappy Fate l Ah Celadon thou now art come too late Enter Bellamore Bella. Mirror of Beauty Abstract of perfection Sweeter than Banks of Roses and more Glorious than the Bright Empress of the Ruddy Morn when early Titan rises Fick So early in your florid Vein my Lord. I thought that 12 at night had been always your facetious hour For Heavens sake no more of this You 'l lose your self in these Hyperboles Bella. To lose my self in you were to find Heaven hah Gad Me thinks I have express'd my self in as decent A whining Method as 't is possible for a Lover to do Come shall we abroad my Coach is at door Prithee let 's to the Park t' is a fine Evening Fick No I am oblig'd to stay at home to receive the visit of a Kinsman that sent word he would wait on me Bella. A Pox on Kinsmen Gad we have other Business than to mind Relations in these Cases an assignation disappointed with one of them is no more than the telling of a Lye or an ordinary Frailty but to spoil an amorous Intrigue when persons are not at all times provided i'gad 't is a most inhumane offence and merits condign punishment in the World to come Fick Ay Sir but this is such a Kinsman Bella. Such a Kinsman Why the nearer he is related to you the better he may stay The cold business of Consanguinity is seldom ty'd to an hour once a week or a month will serve the turn well enough but the pressing affair of Love brooks
the Devil I hear her Madam I hear her L. Fick You should not hear 'em Sir pray come back they are Lovers Man Lovers Dam 'em Have a little patience I 'll wait on you immediately L. Fick I Swear you 're uncivil Sir thus to disturb e'm for heaven's sake come away He turns back sees her and starts Man Wonder of wonders Is there two Celia's or Am I in a Dream Nurse Yonder 's a Light Let 's step in here I fear Sir Arthur's coming Ex. Harry and Nurse L. Fick What ailes you Sir For heav'ns sake why d' ee stare so d ee yee not know me Man By Heav'n I know not Are you Celia L. Fick What strange questions are these You know I am Man And Is that yonder Celia too L. Fick Heav'n What a humour 's this That Celia No 't is a Lady that lodges here one that Mr. Iollyman Courts Man Young Iollyman L. Fick Iollyman yes What d' ee wonder at if this humour hold you need not counterfeit a Madness Man By heav'n you are right I am mad stupid insensibly mad and have been so these three hours 'Sdeath Was ever any thing so strange as this sure I 've been enchanted pray Madam give me leave to question yee Where have you been all this night L. Fick In my Chamber Sir expecting you Man Who told you I was here L. Fick Constantia I met her coming up stairs and seeing me she brake into a violent laughter and asking her the reason she told me she had put a pleasant trick upon you and then fell a Laughing till she shook agen Man I'gad I have been trickt that 's the truth on 't Oh the Devil Am I thus abus'd L. Fick This from a Woman that lov'd yee is very strange Who did you expect to find Man You she told me you was in that Alcove and plac'd me to hear you where I have stood this half hour in the most insufferable Torture the Agony of jealousie and despair that 't is impossible to express it L. Fick Me Did you expect me there and after all my actions to declare my unspotted constancy Are you still jealous ingrateful man Was ever woman so unhappy Will nothing 〈…〉 Weeps make you credit me I Swear I am the most unfortunate of Women How has my Soul and Heart been fetter'd to you How have I dreamt of you and thought a look to any other man was an offence to Love slighted the Oaths of Gallants shun'd their presents despis'd their persons and refus'd their guifts all all for you And do you still suspect me Would I could be unconstant wou'd I had the power to be so that I might revenge my self Oh misery still suspected Weeps Man If she be false there 's no such thing as truth I 'll credit it no more Madam I see my error and thus low sue for pardon 'T is my last tryal and I will henceforth more adore thy vertues than ere I did suspect e'm Thou art the soul of Truth so excellently good Nature is proud of her great work nor will I ever be betray'd agen into the gulf of jealousie but live blest in thy love the Prince of all content and dye old in thy Armes Fick You will relapse agen Man Never by Heav'n by this kiss I 'll never Enter Constantia Const. Come Sir the Coach Sees Fick and starts Man May return agen if it please Madam your servant you see your plot han't took Ex. Man and Fick Const. This Devil has outwitted me nay in this plot which I thought so securely laid it was impossible to break it Her cunning is so prosperous that I believe Hell designs her for the onely person to wheadle Souls with I 'll try once more And if my next plot hit not right give o're Ex. Const. Enter Harry and Nurse Bellamore after Bell. Here they are I have from yonder dore now too late resented her treachery Dam her was mine a heart to play with Was there not Fools enow to feed with hope but she must flye me but I ll revenge my self immediately Harr. Here 's some body coming towards let 's retire my Dear Bell. Sir I have a Message first Strikes him Harr. Such Messages are thus to be return'd Drawes and fights Nurse Ah help help Murder murder help help Enter L. Fickle with a Candle L. Fick What 's the matter Nurse Oh heav'ns my Lord Bellamore and Mr. Iollyman How came you hither at this time of night Bell. ' Sdeath What a mistake is this Have I fought for this pippin Looking amazedly at Nurse Harr. Zounds Have I bestow'd all my Caresses and Courtship to night upon this Beldam Nurse Well Sir I shall find a time to requite your favours for all your jesting Ex. Nurse Bell. Gad I thought it had been you Madam Harr. And so did I by Heav'n I durst have sworn 't was her voice Bell. Your thoughts were ill imploy'd Sir in a thing that so little concerns you I hope you have no pretences here Harr. How Sir no pretences Ha's any man Fick ' Buz 'Sdeath are you mad why this Stops his mouth is the person my Uncle designs me to marry To Harry Bell. Nor is this boldness pleasing Sir L. Fick My Lord for heav'ns sake what d' ee mean Will you ruine all This is the very Gentleman my Uncle designs for my Husband and if he knows you are his Rival I 'm undone Enter Manley Man Come Madam Whither do you run by heav'n I 'm so melancholly without you ha' my Lord Bellamore and Iollyman ' Sdeath What new intrigue's this L. Fick O Fate Is he come too What a spiteful minute is this Aside Why Sir What d' ee mean D' ee not see my Lord there unknown To be he supt with Sir Arthur to night and has chosen this Minute to accost me Stare stare counterfeit your self Mad or we are lost Then leave the rest to me Pray Sir to bed Aloud this To bed Fye What mean you by this unseasonable rambling Sir Arthur will be very angry if he knowes it Stare stare Bell. Iack Manley here at this time of night Hark'ee Madam What makes him here L. Fick Sir Arthur seeing him in his mad fit brought him hither to night with intent to administer a potion which he had made for Lunatick persons and it seems they left his Chamber dore open and he is got out Look look how he stares Harr. Gad 't is a miracle to me to see him thus I have often heard him say Love is the Parent of Dullness and Wine of Madness Madam How came his misfortune L. Fick Love Sir Love Passion for one Celia a Lady i' th' Town here an obdurate inconstant person I have heard and it seems she has wheadled him into this condition Man She shall be drest in Flames Pendants of Ice shall hang at either eare and cool her as she burnes whiz buz shugh Bough she 's gone ha ha ha Ah Celia How sweet were thy amours
show'r my afflicted thoughts into her perfidious breast Harr. What say'st thou was it not pleasant what a pox not a word methinks thou dost not rellish my discourse Man As well as a Rival can Sir One that has the fate to follow the wheel of your Chariot whilst you triumph in Loves Empire Hark'ee for your further satisfaction this Woman you speak of is my Mistriss too the very same person intimated in this Letter one that I have Courted this six Moneths and was in hopes within a week more to have Marry'd Hart. How Sir Marry'd to my Mistriss Man Ay Sir to our general Mistress for as far as reason imbellishes my judgment I am apt to believe you and I come but in the Reer of twenty more Harr. Now the plots unravell'd I begin to have a knowledge of the visitant Kinsman that us'd to molest us Man One of which I 'm of opinion often usurp'd your shape all will out at last Sir And I 'm resolv'd I 'll not rest till I 'm resolv'd that I may be in a capacity of revenging my self in the blood of him that dares usurp my right in her affection Ex. Manly Harr. Fortune was a damn'd Jilt to make me discover my intrigue nay to my Rival The onely man I shou'd conceal it from Well I must not sleep in this business if she be false my loss is the less but if constant My Sword my Rival's claimes must strait remove Bravely he dies that Victim falls to Love Exit Enter L. Fickle Arbella and Friendlove disguis'd Arb. So much Beauty and so many attractive graces I know cannot want adorers but too many Lovers Madam in my opinion is like too much Money The abundance of enjoying takes away the pleasure of possession L. Fick What you call much Beauty in Me is so little that this complement you make me argues Madam a defect in your judgment and as to my servants which you call my adorers they are so few and those so meanly fetter'd that I am beholden to fortune more than Beauty for the credit I have got in the World Arab. Fy fy I swear yon wrong your self your perfections are the general discourse of the Town Fick The Impertinence of Fops and Citizens a man of wit can find a better subject Arb. I hope you think my Lord Bellamore a Wit and to my knowledge you are the onely Saint he adores a pretty man by Heav'n tall strait and well proportion'd onely a little vain an intollerable Talker that 's his worst fault Fick Now is this to my knowledge a Lye of her own Invention The monstrous effects of envy and jealousie Aside Arb. The happiness I wish you you may guess in the contentment I shall receive in seeing you so well marry'd Fick If constancy and immaculate affection may merit happiness I doubt not but to have as large a portion as another but want of desert makes me suspect th' event although I know he loves me This searches her Aside Arb. Insufferable confession Oh I cou'd kill her Aside Fick Happy chance see yonder he comes Arb. I 'll take my leave Fick Oh fy By no means Madam pray stay a little longer Arb. I will not for the World Some other time I 'll give you a reason Till when your humble Servant Enter Bellamore as she goes out meets her Bell. Madam the Parks unhappy so soon to lose the pleasure of your company Arb. Your ear my Lord Whispers Fick Here is certainly some plot contriving her wheadling me and whispering with him sufficiently declares it and by heaven I 'll search into the depth of Magick but Ill find it out I am already sufficiently prepar'd with arguments and the more difficulty lies in the matter the better 't is often perform'd hard shifts and dangerous plots suit Womens Wits better than dull adventures and whilst in tedious search dull men run on arm'd by our minutes thought the thing is done Bell. To morrow Madam I will not fail Ex. Arb. now if you had so much Divinity in you as wou'd amount to a scruple of Conscience you 'd be in a continual fear of future ill for drawing me from the innocent conversation of this Lady Fick The innocent conversation Bell Ay Madam She 's a Soul-saving Creature a female-Moralist her discourse is a continual Sermon and has the same influence that an Ague has upon me I do so tremble Fick I imagin'd it a kind of quaking Zeal never durable an hour Iack Manly thine Dear Rogue Enter Manley Man What Mâ—lancholly qualmish The sting of a debauch last night I warrant Fic By heav'n my t' other Suitor 'T was happy I brought my Masque This will disguise me Puts on her Masque Man In one sence you are right for Loves grand influence consider'd nearly is but a debauch and we our selves the Parasites that sooth it Bell. 'T is so and therefore why shou'd men of honour that practice the Distinction and know better resent its treachery Prithee What is it Iack Man A thing of nothing and yet every thing that cou'd torment me Oh that dull appetite shou'd make a Monarch of the slave of Nature to tyranize over that noble Soul that gave it first its being Bell. Dangerous resentments by heav'n Iack but prithee discover come be genuine Man I receiv'd a Letter this morning from a stranger skill'd it seems in my Amour full of invectives against my Celia especially of her inconstancy This I confess troubled me for the reasons urg'd it had some appearance of Truth and afterward conferring with young Iollyman whose misfortune seem'd to suit with mine he made so ample a discovery that I found we were Rivals and that this false one Carest him more than me and in all probability entertains several others This put me into so extravagant a rage that had not my curiosity of knowing the truth ty'd my hand my Sword had pleaded my interest I am going now to her Lodging to be resolv'd Fick If he had seen me now here had been fine work How near are my plots to discovery Aside Bell. Gad 't is a business of importance Man So much that by heaven I am resolved to search it through Exit Fick So now will I instantly home and perswade him that all is false and onely the motions of envy Come my Lord shall we go Dorel bid the Coachman come round to St. Iames's Gate Bell. What is that Fellow I never saw him before Fick Sir Arthur entertain'd him in his service to day to look to his accompt Bell. And brush his antiquities ha ha ha Fick Never was man so besotted he dares not sleep o'nights for fear of Thieves Bell. Dam him and his old Imaginations Let us mind our own business Come let 's to the Mulberry Garden I ha' not treated you this week methinks we live already as we were Marry'd not a word of Love in a whole Scene of Discourse Fick 'T is better i' th' Heart than in the Tongue
besides from a Man of quality Love has so strange a sound no in my opinion the Eyes are the best Orator and now and then the Serious Look with a short sigh for a Prologue Bell. Thus ha Fick And sometimes the exalting the hand to the lip with a short Kiss and away Bell. Thus. Kisses her Enter Manley Man Now I consider better I shall have occasion to be punctual to an hour My Lord prithee lend me your Watch hah blood and death What do I see Fick Return'd agen this was a Curs'd trick of fate Man Ungrateful Traitress now I plainly see all I have heard is true Perfidious Celia more false than Crocodills that mourn the slain and yet delight to kill 'em Do you not blush Are you so arm'd with impudence this object cannot startle yea this beguil'd object that bath'd his passion in warm Tears of blood and laid it at your feet deceitful Celia Bell. Celia What a mistake is this by heaven my Friend 's mad Fick Now Wit assist me or I 'm lost Mad Why d' ee not fee't look look how his eyes rowle how pale his lips are see how his Perriwig stares with his wild passion his hands and body tremble Oh this Celia's a cruel Wretch Man Ah perfection of ill Wou'd you convert your infamy Disguise your falshood in my shroud of madness No no it shall not do Madam all shall out assure your self it shall Fick So handsome so well compos'd a man Oh heavens what pity 't is run my Lord run to the Gate and call your Footman to fetch a Doctor two houres in such a fit will kill him Man Stay my Lord and hear me I 'll discover all This Lady Fick Ah delay not a minute as you love his life Shreeks out My Lord away away Bell. Poor Manley thou shalt not dye for want of so small a Courtesie Exit Man Well Madam What 's your design in this What new plot is contriving Fick Oh heav'n Am I thus requited Sir I never expected such an action from you Was there no way to augment my misery but this Weeps Man Your misery Ha ha ha Your misery Fick You know well enough that this is the person my Uncle designs to Marry me and that 't is impossible for me ever to see you if he knows you are his Rival Man Hah this may be true for he has formerly told me something of an Intrigue like this Well suppose this true Madam I am sure Mr Iollyman is a person not interested in your Uncles favour though in yours Fick In mine That an impertinent Serenader only accepted for the Company 's sake he brought with him shou'd have the impudence to talk thus Call Bellmore Footman Man He protested it to me a truth and swore your extravagant favour exceeded his hopes Fick And you believ'd it Well I 'll take care with whom I trust my heart agen Weeps Man Ugh I can hardly believe this yet sure these tears are real it must be so Come I do believe thee forgive me Celia and consider how insupportable is Jealousie lodg'd in a Lovers breast Fick If I had not hit of this Plot what shou'd we have done then I warrant you won't believe I love you yet Man By this I do thou hast confirm'd it in me Fick He 'll come back immediately and I wou'd not have him see you for the World therefore be gone I 'll expect you this Evening at my Uncles Man I will not fail you Sweet I am glad it happens thus Ex. Fick Ha ha ha Thus with the snowy Veil of Innocence Contriving Women cover their pretence When Women weep look Gallants for surprize For all deceit lies drencht in wat'ry eyes Enter Bellmore and Footman Bell. There 's a Coach ready at the Park Gate how now where is he Fick Ah! gone gone all my entreaties could not stay him frighted I believe at my naming a Doctor I saw him cross the Mall but in such a strange posture that caus'd both pity and admiration in all that beheld him Bell. Poor Iack I see the fits of Madness are as sudden as those of Love and commonly work the same effects Fate keep me from the tryal of it for Excess in any thing is a perfect torment especially this Modish Passion we Men so hunt after and which is so generally admir'd though conducing to Madness He that of Loves ripe Ioyes takes over measure Abates his Bliss and loses half the pleasure Ex. The End of the Third Act. ACT. IV. Scene I. Enter Sir Arthur Tilbury Jollyman and Friendlove al. Dorel Sir Arth. URge me no more Sir you have my answer my final and my punctual answer I will proceed no further in this business nor shall my Neece join issue with a man so wild and so unfortunate St Ierom's tears spilt my treasure my chiefest treasure lost a blessing which this forty Years we cherish'd snatcht from me in an instant oh unparalleld misfortune I say let him forbear my house Tilb. Well of a Knight and a Justice of Peace this is the simplest man of Worship I ever saw good Sir let it not so nearly concern you you shall have restitution by St Iago I 'll fell half my Estate but Ill make you amends What a Pox d' ee think I ll be ungrateful Sir Arth. Half your Estate a pretty Proposition ' sbud Sir the Grand Signiors Revenue would not purchase a drop on 't Ioll A very costly Liquor by Mahomet I think that Turkish Oath sounds well hah Sir Arth. Old Oaths are not to be despis'd Sir therefore by Melchizedech which I conceive was well thought on my resolutions fixt your son shall be a stranger to my house my daughter is not for him tell him so ' zlid shou'd he come here within a Week I should have my ancient Medals of the Romans plaid off at Gaming-houses Tilb. Sir upon my Reputation he knows not what belongs to a Gaming-house alas Sir You are ignorant of his Principles he 's Countrey bred Sir Countrey Learning Countrey Manners and Countrey Wit ' sbodikins he knows nothing of the Town Sir Arth. But he may know every thing in time Sir and I 'll harbour no person within my doors whose future knowledge is more dangerous than his present Ioll Udsbores a necessary Maxim Sir Arth. Trouble your self no more Sir my Will is my Law and tho' I am a Justice of the Peace and Quorum I think my proceedings in this both necessary and judicial My Neece is an Heiress and there is great care requir'd in her bestowing nor shall my Daughter match into a Family when I give such evident proofs of my dislike Mr Tilbury you as being my old acquaintance shall be welcome to my house but give me leave to tell you my eyes are open'd to your sons folly you understand me I do not like their tricks Sir Tilb. Tricks Sir I find 't is you have your tricks Sir But by St Iago Ill go Fee my Lawyer