no kind acquaintance since you came to Town you do not use to be honest so long Gentlemen Fred. Faith Love has kept us honest we have been all fir'd with a Beauty newly come to Town the Famous Paduana Angellica Bianca Will. What the Mistris of the dead Spanish General Belv. Yes she 's now the only ador'd Beauty of all the Youth in Naples who put on all their Charms to appear lovely in her sight their Coaches Liveries and themselves all gay as on a Monarch's Birth-Day to attract the Eyes of this fair Charmer while she has the pleasure to behold all languish for her that see her Fred. 'T is pretty to see with how much Love the Men regard her and how much Envy the Women Will. What Gallant has she Belv. None she 's expos'd to Sail and Four days in the Week she 's yours for so much a Month. Will. The very thought of it quenches all manner of Fire in me yet prithee let 's see her Belv. Let 's first to Dinner and after that wee 'l pass the day as you please but at Night yee must all be at my Devotion Will. I will not fail you The End of the First Act. ACT II. Scene I. The Long Street Enter Belvile and Frederick in Masquing Habits and Willmore in his own Cloaths with a Vizard in his Hand Will. BUt why thus disguis'd and muzzel'd Belv. Because whatever Extravagances we commit in these Faces our own may not be oblig'd to answer ' em Will. I shou'd have chang'd my Eternal Buffe too but no matter my little Gipsie wou'd not have found me out then for if she shou'd change hers it is impossible I should know her unless I should hear her prattle A Pox on 't I cannot get her out of my Head Pray Heaven if ever I do see her again she prove damnably ugly that I may fortifie my self against her Tongue Belv. Have a care of Love for o' my conscience she was not of a quality to give thee any hopes Will. Pox on 'em why do they draw a Man in then She has play'd with my Heart so that 't will never lye still till I have met with some kind Wench that will play the Game out with me Oh for my Arms full of soft white kind Woman such as I fancy Angelica Belv. This is her House if you were but in stock to get admittance they have not din'd yet I perceive the Picture is not out Enter Blunt Will. I long to see the Shadow of the fair Substance a Man may gaze on that for nothing Blunt Coll. Thy Hand and thine Fred. I have been an Ass a deluded Fool a very Coxcomb from my Birth till this hour and heartily repent my little Faith Belv. What the Devil 's the matter with thee Ned Oh such a Mrs. Fred. such a Girl Will. Ha! where Fred. Ay where So fond so amorous so toying and so fine and all for sheer Love ye Rogue Oh how she lookt and kist and sooth'd my Heart from my Bosom I cannot think I was awake and yet methinks I see and feel her charms still Fred. Try if she have not left the taste of her Balmey Kisses upon my Lips Kisses him Belv Ha! Ha! Ha! Will. Death Man where is she What a Dog was I to stay in dull England so long How have I laught at the Coll. When he sigh'd for Love but now the little Archer has reveng'd him and by this one Dart I can guess at all his joys which then I took for Fancies meer Dreams and Fables Well I 'm resolv'd to sell all in Essex and plant here for ever Belv. What a Blessing 't is thou hast a Mistris thou dar'st boast of for I know thy Humour is rather to have a proclaim'd Clap than a secret Amour Will. Dost know her Name Bluns Her Name No ' sheartlikins what care I for Names She 's fair young brisk and kind even to ravishment and what a Pox care I for knowing her by any other Title Will. Didst give her any thing Blunt Give her Ha ha ha whe she 's a Person of Quality that 's a good one give her ' sheartlikins dost think such Creatures are to be bought Or are we provided for such a Purchase give her quoth ye Why she presented me with this Bracelet for the Toy of a Diamond I us'd to wear No Gentlemen Ned Blunt is not every Body She expects me again to Night Will. Egad that 's well we 'll all go Blunt Not a Soul No Gentlemen you are Wits I am a dull Countrey Rogue I. Fred. Well Sir for all your Person of Quality I shall be very glad to understand your Purse be secure 't is our whole Estate at present which we are loth to hazard in one Bottom come Sir unlade Blunt Take the necessary Trifle useless now to me that am belov'd by such a Gentlewoman ' sheartlikins Money Here take mine too Fred. No keep that to be couzen'd that we may laugh Will. Couzen'd Death wou'd I cou'd meet with one that wou'd couzen me of all the Love I cou'd spare to Night Fred. Pox 't is some common Whore upon my life Blunt A Whore yes with such Cloths such Jewels such a House such Furniture and so Attended a Whore Belv. Why yes Sir they are Whores tho' they 'll neither entertain you with Drinking Swearing or Bawdry are Whores in all those gay Cloths and right Jewels are Whores with those great Houses richly furnisht with Velvet Beds Store of Plate handsome Attendance and fine Coaches are Whores and Errant ones Will. Pox on 't where do these fine Whores live Belv. Where no Rogues in Office Ecliped Constables dare give 'em Laws nor the Wine Inspir'd Bullies of the Town break their Windows yet they are Whores tho this Essex Calf believe 'em Persons of Quality Blunt ' Sheartlikins y' are all Fools there are things about this Essex Calf that shall take with the Ladies beyond all your Witt and Parts this Shape and Size Gentlemen are not to be despis'd my Waste too tolerably long with other inviting signs that shall be nameless Will. Egad I believe he may have met with some Person of Quality that may be kind to him Belv. Dost thou perceive any such tempting things about him that shou'd make a fine Woman and of Quality pick him out from all Mankind to throw away her Youth and Beauty upon nay and her dear heart too no no Angellica has rais'd the Price too high Will. May she languish for Mankind till she dye and be damn'd for that one sin alone Enter Two Bravo's and hang up a great Picture of Angellica's against the Balcone and Two little ones at each side of the Door Belv. See there the fair Sign to the Inn where a Man may Lodg that 's Fool enough to give her price Will. gazes on the Picture Blunt ' Sheartlikins Gentlemen what 's this Belv. A Famous Courtizan that 's to be sold. Blunt How to be sold nay
and yet this small acquaintance o' my Conscience will never out of my head Val. Ha ha ha I laugh to think how thou art fitted with a Lover a fellow that I warrant loves every new Face he sees Hell Hum he has not kept his word with me here and may be taken up that thought is not very pleasant to me what the Deuce shou'd this be now that I feel Val. What is 't like Hell Nay the Lord knows but if I shou'd be hang'd I cannot choose but be angry and afraid when I think that mad Fellow shou'd be in Love with any Body but me what to think of my self I know not wou'd I cou'd meet with some true damn'd Gipsie that I might know my Fortune Val. Know it why there 's nothing so easie thou wilt love this wandring Inconstant till thou findst thy self hang'd about his Neck and then be as mad to get free again Flor. Yes Valeria we shall see her bestride his Baggage Horse and follow him to the Campaigne Hell So so now you are provided for there 's no care taken of poor me but since you have set my heart a wishing I am resolv'd to know for what I will not dye of the Pip so I will not Flor. Art thou mad to talk so who will like thee well enough to have thee that hears what a mad Wench thou art Hell Like me I don't intend every he that likes me shall have me but he that I like I shou'd have staid in the Nunnery still if I had lik'd my Lady Abbesse as well as she lik'd me no I came thence not as my wise Brother imagines to take an Eternal Farewel of the World but to Love and to be belov'd and I will be belov'd or I 'll get one of your Men so I will Val. Am I put into the number of Lovers Hell You why Couz I know thou' rt too good natur'd to leave us in any design thou wou't venture a Cast tho thou comest off a loser especially with such a Gamester I observe your Man and your willing Ear incline that way and if you are not a Lover 't is an Art soon learnt that I find Sighs Flor. I wonder how you learnt to Love so easily I had a 1000 Charms to meet my Eyes and Ears e're I cou'd yield and 't was the knowedge of Belvile's merit not the surprizing Person took my Soul thou art too rash to give a heart at first sight Hell Hang your considering Lover I never thought beyond the fancy that 't was a very pretty idle silly kind of pleasure to pass ones time with to write little soft Nonsensical Billiets and with great difficulty and danger receive Answers in which I shall have my Beauty prais'd my Wit admir'd tho little or none and have the vanity and pow'r to know I am desirable then I have the more inclination that way because I am to be a Nun and so shall not be suspected to have any such Earthly thoughts about me but when I walk thus and sigh thus they 'l think my mind 's upon my Monastery and cry how happy 't is she's so resolv'd But not word of Man Flor. What a mad Creature 's this Hell I 'll warrant if my Brother hears either of you sigh he cryes gravely I fear you have the indiscretion to be in Love but take heed of the Honour of our House and your own unspotted Fame and so he Conjures on till he has laid the soft wing'd God in your Hearts or broke the Birds Nest but see here comes your Lover but where 's my Inconstant let 's step aside and wee may learn something Go aside Enter Belvile Fred. and Blunt Belv. What means this the Picture 's taken in Blunt It may be the Wench is good Natur'd and will be kind Gratis Your Friend 's a proper handsome Fellow Belv. I rather think she has cut his Throat and is fled I am mad he shou'd throw himself into dangers pox on 't I shall want him too at Night let 's knock and ask for him Hell My Heart goes a pit a pat for fear 't is my Man they talk off Knock Moretta above Morett What wou'd you have Bel. Tell the stranger that enter'd here about two hours agoe that his Friends stay here for him Morett A Curse upon him for Moretta wou'd he were at the Devil but he 's coming to you Hell I I 't is he Oh how this vexes me Bel. And how and how dear Lad has Fortune smil'd are we to break her Windows or raise up Alters to her hah Will. Does not my Fortune sit Triumphant on my Brow dost not see the little wanton God there all gay and smiling Have I not an Air about my Face and Eyes that distinguish me from the Crow'd of common Lovers By Heav'n Cupids Quiver has not half so many Darts as her Eyes Oh such a Bona Roba to sleep in her Arms is lying in Fresco all perfum'd Air about me Hell Here 's fine encouragement for me to fool on Aside Will. Hark'ey where didst thou purchase that rich Canary we drank to day tell me that I may Adore the Spigot and Sacrifice to the Butt the Juice was Divine into which I must dip my Rosary and then bless all things that I would have bold or Fortunate Belv. Well Sir let 's go take a Bottle and hear the story of your Success Fred. Wou'd not Frenoh Wine do better Will. Damn the hungry Balderdash chearful Sack has a generous Virtue in 't inspiring a successful confidence gives Eloquence to the Tongne and vigour to the Soul and has in a few hours compleated all my hopes and wishes There 's nothing left to raise a new desire in me come let 's be gay and wanton and Gentlemen study study what you want for here are Friends that will supply Gentlemen heark what a Charming sound they make 't is he and the Gold whil'st here and shall beget new pleasures every Moment Blunt But heark'ey Sir you are not Marryed are you Will. All the honey of Matrimony but none of the sting Friend Blunt ' Sheartlikins thou' rt a Fortunate Rogue Will. I am so Sir let these inform you ha how sweetly they Chime pox of Poverty it makes a Man a slave makes Wit and Honour sneak my Soul grew lean and rusty for want of credit Blunt ' Sheartlikins this I like well it looks like my lucky Bargain Oh how I long for the approach of my Squire that is to conduct me to her House again whe here 's two provided for Fred. By this light y' are happy Men. Blunt Fortune is pleas'd to smile on us Gentlemen to smile on us Enter Sancho and pulls down Blunt by the sleeve Sancho Sir my Lady expects They go aside you she has remov'd all that might oppose your will and pleasure and is impatient till you come Blunt Sir I 'll attend you oh the happiest Rogue I 'll take no leave least they either dog me or
he know the Conquest he has made poor angry Man how I despise this railing Will. Yes I am poor but I 'm a Gentleman And one that Scornes this baseness which you practice Poor as I am I wou'd not sell my self No not to gain your Charming high priz'd Person Tho' I admire you strangely for your Beauty Yet I contemn your mind And yet I wou'd at any rate enjoy you At your own rate but cannot see here The only Sum I can command on Earth I know not where to eat when this is gon Yet such a Slave I am to Love and Beauty This last reserve I 'll sacrifice to enjoy you Nay do not frown I know you 're to be bought And wou'd be bought by me by me For a mean triffling sum if I cou'd pay it down Which happy knowledge I will still repeat And lay it to my Heart it has a Virtue in 't And soon will cure those Wounds your Eyes have made And yet there 's something so Divinely powerful there Nay I will gaze to let you see my strength Holds her looks on her and pawses and sighs By Heav'n bright Creature I would not for the World Thy Fame were half so fair as is thy Face Turns her away from him Ang. His words go through me to the very Soul Aside If you have nothing else to say to me Will. Yes you shall hear how Infamous you are For which I do not hate thee But that secures my heart and all the Flames it feels Are but so many Lusts I know it by their sudden bold Intrusion The Fire 's impatient and betrays 't is false For had it been the purer flame of Love I shou'd have pin'd and languisht at your feet E're found the impudence to have discover'd it I now dare stand your scorn and your denyal Monet Sure she 's bewitch that she can stand thus tamely and hear his sawcy railing Sirrah will you be gon Ang. How dare you take this Liberty withdraw To Mor. Pray tell me Sir are not you guilty of the same Mercenary Crime When a Lady is propos'd to you for a Wife you never ask how fair discreet or virtuous she is but what 's her Fortune which if but small you cry she will not do my business and basely leave her thou she languish for you say is not this as poor Will. It is Barbarous Custome which I will scorn to defend in our Sex and do despise in yours Ang. Thou' rt a brave Fellow put up thy Gold and know That were thy Fortune large as is thy Soul Thou shoud'st not buy my Love Coudst thou forget those mean effects of vanity Which set me out to sale and as a Lover prize my yielding joys Canst thou believe they 'l be intirely thine Without considering they were Mercenary Will. I cannot tell I must bethink me first ha death I 'm going to believe her Aside Ang. Prithee confirm that faith or if thou canst not flatter me a little 't will please me from thy mouth Will. Curse on thy charming Tongue dost thou return My feign'd contempt with so much subtilty Aside Thou 'st found the easiest way into my heart Tho I yet know that all thou say'st is false Turning from her in Rage Ang. By all that 's good 't is real I never lov'd before tho oft a Mistress Shall my first Vows be slighted Will. What can she mean Aside Ang. I find you cannot credit me In an angry tone Will. I know you take me for an errant Ass An Ass that may be sooth'd into belief And then be us'd at pleasure But Madam I have been so often cheated By perjur'd soft deluding Hypocrites That I 've no faith left for the couzening Sex Especially for Women of your Trade Ang. The low esteem you have of me perhaps May bring my heart again For I have pride that yet surmounts my Love She turns with pride he holds her Will. Throw off this Pride this Enemy to Bliss And shew the Pow'r of Love 't is with those Arms I can be only vanquisht made a Slave Ang. Is all my mighty expectation vanisht No I will not hear thee talk thou hast a Charm In every word that draws my heart away And all the Thousand Trophies I design'd Thou hast undone Why art thou soft Thy looks are bravely rough and meant for War Coud'st thou not storm on still I then perhaps had been as free as thou Will. Death how she throws her Fire about my Soul Aside Take heed fair Creature how you raise my hopes Which once assum'd pretends to all dominion There 's not a joy thou hast in store I shall not then Command For which I 'll pay thee back my Soul my Life Come let 's begin th' account this happy minute Ang. And will you pay me then the price I ask Will. Oh why dost thou draw me from an awful Worship By shewing thou art no Divinity Conceal the Fiend and shew me all the Angel Keep me but ignorant and I 'll be devout And pay my Vows for ever at this shrine Kneels and kisses her hand Ang. The pay I mean is but thy Love for mine Can you give that Will. Intirely come let 's withdraw where I 'll renew my Vows and breath 'em with such Ardour thou shalt not doubt my zeal Ang. Thou hast a Pow'r too strong to be resisted Ex. Will. and Angellica Moret Now my Curse go with you is all our Project fallen to this to love the only Enemy to our Trade nay to love such a Shameroone a very Beggar nay a Pyrate Beggar whose business is to rifle and be gone a no Purchase no Pay Taterdemalion and English Piccaroon A Rogue that fights for daily drink and takes a Pride in being Loyally Lousie Oh I cou'd curse now if I durst This is the Fate of most Whores Trophies which from believing Fops we win Are Spoils to those who couzen us agen The End of the Second ACT. ACT III. Scene I. A Street Enter Florinda Valeria Hellena in Antick different Dresses from what they were in before Callis attending Flor. I Wonder what shou'd make my Brother in so ill a humour I hope he has not found out our Ramble this Morning Hell No if he had we shou'd have heard on 't at both Ears and have been Mew'd up this Afternoon which I wou'd not for the World shou'd have hapned hey ho I 'm as sad as a Lover's Lute Vall Well methinks we have learnt this Trade of Gipsies as readily as if we had been bred upon the Road to Loretta and yet I did so fumble when I told the stranger his Fortune that I was afraid I should have told my own and yours by mistake but methinks Hellena has been very serious ever since Flor. I wou'd give my Garters she were in Love to be reveng'd upon her for abusing me how is 't Hellena Hell Ah wou'd I had never seen my mad Monsieur and yet for all your laughing I am not in Love
Blunts Mistress call a Person of Quality whore and one so young so sandsome and so Eloquent ha ha he Blunt Harkey Sir you know me and know I can be angry have a care for adsheartlikins I can fight too I can Sir do you mark me no more Belv. Why so peevish good Ned some disappointments I 'le warrant what did the Jealous Count her Husband return just in the nick Blunt Or the Devil Sir de' ye laugh they laugh Look ye settle me a good sober countenance and that quickly too or you shall know Ned Blunt is not Belv Not every Body we know that Blunt Not an Ass to be laught at Sir Will. Unconscionable sinner to bring a Lover so neer his happiness a vigorous passionate Lover and then not only cheat him of his moveables but his very desires to Belv. Ah! Sir a Mistress is a trifle with Blunt he 'l have a duzen the next time he looks abroad his Eyes have Charms not to be resisted there needs no more then to expose that taking Person to the view of the Fair and he leads 'em all in Triumph Ped. Sir tho ' I 'me a stranger to you I am asham'd at the rudeness of my Nation and cou'd you learn who did it wou'd assist you to make an Example of ' em Blunt Whe aye there 's one speaks Sense now and han'somly and let me tell you Gentlemen I shou'd not have shew'd my self like a Jack Puding thus to have made you Mirth but that I have revenge within my power for know I have got into my possession a Femal who had better have fallen under any Curse then the ruine I design her ' adsheartlikins she assaulted me here in my own Lodgings and had doubtless committed a Rape upon me had not this Sword defended me Fred. I know not that but O my conscience thou had Ravisht her had shee not redeem'd her self with a Ring let 's see 't Blunt Blunt shews the Ring Belv. Hah the Ring I gave Florinda when we Exchange our Vows harkey Blunt Goes to whisper to him Will. No whispering good Col. there 's a Woman in the case no whispering Belv. Harkey Fool be advis'd and conceal both the Ring and the story for your Reputations sake do not let people know what despis'd Cullies we English are to be cheated and abus'd by one Whore and another rather bribe thee than be kind to thee is an Infamy to our Nation Will. Come come where 's the Wench we 'l see her let her be what she will wee 'l see her Ped. Ay ay let us see her I can soon discover whether she be of quality or for your diversion Blunt She 's in Freds Custody Will. Come come the Key To Fred. who gives him the Key they are going Belv. Death what shall I do Stay Gentlemen yet if I hinder 'em I shall discover all hold le ts go one at once give me the Key Will. Nay hold there Col. I 'le go first Fred. Nay no dispute Ned and I have the gropriety of her Will. Damn propriety then we 'l draw cuts nay no corruption good Col. come the longest Sword carries her Belv. goes to whisper Will. They all draw forgetting Don Pedro being as a Spaniard had the longest Blunt I yield up my int'rest to you Gentlemen and that will be revenge sufficient Will. The Wench is yours to Pedro. Pox of his Tolledo I had forgot that Fred. Come Sir I 'le Conduct you to the Lady Ex. Fred. Ped. Belv. To hinder him will certainly discover her Aside Do'st know Dull beast what mischief thou hast done Will. walking up and down out of Humour Will. Aye Aye to trust our Fortune to Lotts a Devil on 't 't was madness that 's the truth on 't Belv. Oh intollerable Sott Enter Florinda running mask't Pedro after her Will. gazing round her Flor. Good Heaven defend me from discovery aside Pedro. 'T is but in vain to fly me you 're fallen to my Lot Belv. Sure she 's undiscovered yet but now I fear there is no way to bring her off Will. Whe what a Pox is not this my woman the same I follow'd but now Ped. talking to Florinda who walks up and down Ped. As if I did not know yee and your business here Flor. Good Heaven I fear he does indeed aside Ped. Come pray be kind I know you meant to be so when you enter'd here for these are proper Gentlemen Will. But Sir perhaps the Lady will not be impos'd upon She 'l chuse her Man Ped. I am better bred then not to leave her choice free Enter Valeria and is surpriz'd at sight of Don Pedro. Val. Don Pedro here there 's no avoiding him aside Flor. Valeria then I 'm undone aside Val. Oh! have I found you Sir To Pedro running to him the strangest accident if I had breath to tell it Ped. Speak is Florinda safe Hellena well Val. Ay Ay Sir Florinda is safe from any fears of you Ped. Why where 's Florinda speak Val. Aye where indeed Sir I wish I cou'd inform you but to hold you no longer in doubt Flor. Oh what will she say Aside Val. She 's fled away in the habit of one of her Pages Sir but Callis thinks you may retrieve her yet if you make haste away she 'l tell you Sir the rest if you can find her out Aside Ped. Dishonourable Girle she has undone my Aime Sir you see my necessity of leaving you and hope you 'l Pardon it my Sister I know will make her flight to you and if she do I shall Expect she shou'd be render'd back Belv. I shall consult my Love and Honour Sir Ex. Ped. Flor. My dear Preserver let me imbrace thee To Val. Will. What the Devil 's all this Blunt Mysterie by this light Val. Come come make haste and get your selves married quickly for your Brother will return again Belv. I 'm so surpriz'd with fears and joyes so amaz'd to find you here in safety I can scarce perswade my heart into a faith of what I see Will. Harkey Colonel is this that Mistress who has cost you so many sighs and me so many quarrels with you Bel. It is pray give him the honour of your hand To Flor. Will. Thus it must be receiv'd then Kneels and kisses her hand And with it give your Pardon too Flor. The Friend to Belvile may command me any thing Will. Death wou'd I might 't is a surprizing Beauty Aside Bel. Boy run and fetch a Father instantly Ex. Boy Fred. So now do I stand like a Dog and have not a syllable to plead my own Cause with by this hand Madam I was never throughly confounded before nor shall I ever more dare look up with confidence till you are pleas'd to Pardon me Flor. Sir I 'le be reconcil'd to you on one condition that you 'l follow the Example of your Friend in Marrying a Maid that does not hate you and whose fortune I believe will not be unwelcome to
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The Actors Names Mr. Ievorne Don Antonio The Vice-Roy's Son Mr. Medburne Don Pedro A Noble Spaniard his Friend Mr. Betterton Belvile An English Colonel in Love with Florinda Mr. Smith Willmore The ROVER Mr. Crosbie Frederick An English Gentleman and Friend to Bel. and Fred. Mr. Underhill Blunt An English Country Gentleman Mr. Richards Stephano Servant to Don Pedro. Mr. Percivall Philippo Lucetta's Gallant Mr. Iohn Lee Sancho Pimp to Lucetta Biskey and Sebastian Two Bravo's to Angellica Officers and Souldiers Page To Don Antonio Women Mrs. Betterton Florinda Sister to Don Pedro. Mrs. Barrer Hellena A gay Young Woman design'd for a Nun and Sister to Florinda Mrs. Hughs Valeria A Kinswoman to Florinda Mrs. Gwin Angellica Bianca A Famous Courtizan Mrs. Leigh Moretta Her Woman Mrs. Norris Callis Governess to Florinda and Hellena Mrs. Gillo Lucetta A Jilting Wench Servants Other Masqueraders Men and Women The Scene NAPLES in Carnival time THE ROVER OR The Banish't Cavaliers ACT the First Scene the First A Chamber Enter Florinda and Hellena Flor. WHat an Impertinent thing is a Young Girl bred in a Nunnery How full of Questions Prithee no more Hellena I have told thee more than thou understand'st already Hell The more 's my grief I wou'd fain know as much as you which makes me so Inquisitive nor is 't enough I know you 'r a Lover unless you tell me too who 't is you sigh for Flor. When you 'r a Lover I 'le think you fit for a Secret of that Nature Hell 'T is true I never was a Lover yet but I begin to have a shrew'd guess what 't is to be so and fancy it very pretty to sigh and sing and blush and wish and dream and wish and long and wish to see the Man and when I do look pale and tremble just as you did when my Brother brought home the fine English Colonel to see you what do you call him Don Belvill Flor. Fye Hellena Hell That blush betrays you I am sure 't is so or is it Don Antonio the Vice-Roy's Son or perhaps the Rich Old Don Vincentio whom my Father designs you for a Husband why do you blush again Flor. With Indignation and how near soever my Father thinks I am to Marrying that hated Object I shall let him see I understand better what 's due to my Beauty Birth and Fortune and more to my Soul then to obey those unjust Commands Hell Now hang me if I don't love thee for that dear disobedience I love mischief strangely as most of our Sex do who are come to Love nothing else but tell me dear Florinda don't you love that fine Anglese for I vow next to loving him my self 't will please me most that you do so for he is so gay and so handsome Flor. Hellena a Maid design'd for a Nun ought not to be so Curious in a discourse of Love Hell And dost thou think that ever I 'le be a Nun or at least till I 'm so Old I 'm fit for nothing else Faith no Sister and that which makes me long to know whether you love Belvile is because I hope he has some
a swinging Appetite I bring Oh I 'm impatient thy Lodging sweet-heart thy Lodging or I 'm a dead Man Hell Why must we be either guilty of Fornication or Murder if we converse with you Men and is there no difference between leave to love me and leave to lye with me Will. Faith Child they were made to go together Lucett Are you sure this is the Man Pointing to Blunt Sancho When did I mistake your Game Lucett This is a Stranger I know by his gazing if he be brisk he 'l venture to follow me and then if I understand my Trade he 's mine he 's English too and they say that 's a sort of good natur'd loving People and have generally so kind an opinion of themselves that a Woman with any Wit may Flatter e'm into any sort of Fool she pleases Blunt 'T is so she is taken I have Beauties which my false Glass at home did not discover She often passes by Blunt and gazes on him he struts and Cocks and walks and gazes on her Flor. This Woman watches me so I shall get no opportunity to discover my self to him and so miss the intent of my coming but as I was saying Sir by this Line you shou'd be a Lover Looking in his hand Belv. I thought how right you guest all Men are in Love or pretend to be so come let me go I 'm weary of this fooling Walks away Flor. I will not till you have confest whether the Passion that you have vow'd Florinda be true or false She holds him he strives to get from her Belv. Florinda Turns quick towards her Flor. Softly Belv. Thou hast nam'd one will fix me here for ever Flor. She 'll be disappointed then who expects you this Night at the Garden-gate and if you fail not as let me see the other hand you will go near to do she vows to dye or make you happy Looks on Callis who observes ' em Belv. What canst thou mean Flor. That which I say Farewel Offers to go Belv. Oh charming Sybil stay complete that joy which as it is will turn into destraction where must I be at the Garden-gate I know it at Night you say I 'll sooner forfeit Heav'n than disobey Enter Don Pedro and other Masquers and pass over the Stage Call Madam your Brother 's here Flor. Take this to instruct you farther Gives him a Letter and goes off Fred. Have a care Sir what you promise this may be a Trap laid by her Brother to ruine you Belv. Do not disturb my happiness with doubts Opens the Letter Will. My dear pretty Creature a Thousand Blessings on thee still in this habit you say and after Dinner at this place Hell Yes if you will swear to keep your heart and not bestow it between this and that Will. By all the little Gods of Love I swear I 'l leave it with you and if you run away with it those Deities of Justice will revenge me Ex. all the Women Fred. Do you know the hand Belv. 'T is Florinda's All Blessings fall upon the virtuous Maid Fred. Nay no Idolatry a sober Sacrifice I 'l allow you Belv. Oh Friends the welcom'st News the softest Letter nay you shall all see it and cou'd you now be serious I might be made the happiest Man the Sun shines on Will. The reason of this mighty joy Belv. See how kindly she invites me to deliver her from the threatned violence of her Brother will you not assist me Will. I know not what thou mean'st but I 'll make one at any mischief where a Woman 's concerned but she 'l be grateful to us for the favour will she not Belv. How mean you Will. How shou'd I mean thou know'st there 's but one way for a Woman to oblige me Belv. Do not prophane the Maid is nicely virtuous Will. Who Pox then she 's fit for nothing but a husband let her e'n go Colonel Fred. Peace she 's the Colonel's Mistris Sir Will. Let her be the Devil if she be thy Mistris I 'l serve her name the way Belv. Read here this Postscript Gives him a Letter Will. Reads Kind Heart if we Three cannot weave a string to let her down a Garden-Wall 't were pity but the Hang-man wove one for us all At Ten at night at the Garden-Gate of which if I cannot get the Key I will contrive a way over the Wall come attended with a Friend or Two Fred. Let her alone for that your Womans wit your fair kind Woman will out-trick a Broker or a Jew and contrive like a Jesuit in Chains but see Ned Blunt is stolne out after the Lure of a Damsel Ex. Blunt and Lucetta Belv. So he 'll scarce find his way home again unless we get him cry'd by the Bell-man in the Market-place and 't wou'd sound prettily a lost English Boy of Thirty Fred. I hope 't is some Common crafty Sinner one that will fit him it may be she 'll fell him for Perue the Rogue 's sturdy and wou'd work well in a Mine at least I hope she 'll dress him for our Mirth cheat him of all then have him well-favourd'ly bang'd and turn'd out Naked at Midnight Will. Prithee what humour is he of that you wish him so well Belv. Why of an English Elder Brother's humour Educated in a Nursery with a Maid to tend him till Fifteen and lyes with his Grand-Mother till he 's of Age one that knowes no pleasure beyond riding to the next Fair or going up to London with his right Worshipful Father in Parliament-time wearing gay Cloths or making honourable Love to his Lady Mothers Landry-Maid gets drunk at a Hunting-Match and ten to one then gives some proofs of his Prowess A Pox upon him he 's our Banker and has all our Cash about him and if he fail we are all Broke Fred. Oh let him alone for that matter he 's of a damn'd stingey quality that will secure our stock I know not in what danger it were indeed if the Jilt shou'd pretend she's in Love with him for 't is a kind believing Coxcomb otherwise if he part with more than a piece of Eight gueld him for which offer he may chance to be beaten if she be a Whore of the First Rank Belv. Nay the Rogue will not be easily beaten he 's stout enough perhaps if they talk beyond his capacity he may chance to exercise his Courage upon some of them else I 'm sure they 'll find it as difficult to beat as to please him Will. 'T is a luckey Devil to light upon so kind a Wench Fred. Thou had'st a great deal of talk with thy little Gipsie coud'st thou do no good upon her for mine was hard-hearted Will. Hang her she was some damn'd honest Person of Quality I 'm sure she was so very free and witty If her face be but answerable to her Witt and humour I wou'd be bound to Constancy this Moneth to gain her in the mean time have you made
then I have nothing to say to her sold what Impudence is practic'd in this Countrey with what Order and decency Whoring's Establisht here by Virtue of the Inquisition come let 's begone I 'm sure wee 're no Chapmen for this Commodity Fred. Thou art none I 'm sure unless thou coud'st have her in thy Bed at a price of a Coach in the Street Will. How wondrous fair she is a Thousand Crowns a Month by Heaven as many Kingdoms were too little a plague of this Poverty of which I ne're complain but when it hinders my approach to Beauty which Virtue ne're cou'd purchase Turns from the Picture Blunt What 's this Reads A Thousand Crowns a Month ' Sheartlikins here 's a Sum sure 't is a mistake Heark you Friend does she take or give so much by the Month Fred. A Thousand Crowns why 't is a Portion for the Infanta Blunt Heark ye Friends won't she trust Brav. This is a Trade Sir that cannot live by Credit Enter Don Pedro in Masquerade follow'd by Stephano Belv. See here 's more Company let 's walk off a while Ex. English Pedro Reads Enter Angellica and Moretta in the Balcone and draw a Silk Curtain Ped. Fetch me a thousand Crowns I never wisht to buy this Beauty at an easier rate passes off Ang. Prithee what said those Fellows to thee Brav. Madam the first were admirers of Beauty only but no purchasers they were merry with your Price and Picture laught at the Sum and so past off Ang. No Matter I 'm not displeas'd with their rallying their wonder feeds my vanity and he that wishes but to buy gives me more Pride than he that gives my Price can make my pleasure Brav. Madam the last I knew through all his disguises to be Don Pedro Nephew to the General and who was with him in Pampalona Ang. Don Pedro my old Gallant 's Nephew when his Uncle dy'd he left him a vast Sum of Money it is he who was so in love with me at Padua and who us'd to make the General so Jealous Morett Is this he that us'd to prance before our Window and take such care to shew himself an Amorous Ass If I am not mistaken he is the likeliest Man to give your price Ang. The Man is brave and generous but of an humour so uneasie and inconstant that the victory over his heart is as soon lost as won a Slave that can add little to the Triumph of the Conquerour but Inconstancy's the sin of all Mankind therefore I 'm resolv'd that nothing but Gold shall charm my heart Moret I 'm glad on 't 't is only Interest that Women of our profession ought to consider tho' I wonder what has kept you from that general Disease of our Sex so long I mean that of being in Love Ang. A kind but sullen Star under which I had the happiness to be born yet I have had no time for Love the bravest and noblest of Mankind have purchast my favours at so dear a rate as if no Coin but Gold were currant with our Trade but here 's Don Pedro again fetch me my Lute for 't is for him or Don Antonio the Vice-Roys Son that I have spread my Nets Enter at one Door Don Pedro Stephano Don Antonio and Diego at the other Door with People following him in Masquerade antickly attir'd some with Musick they both go up to the Picture Ant. A Thousand Crowns had not the Painter flatter'd her I shou'd not think it dear Pedro. Flatter'd her by Heav'n he cannot I have seen the Original nor is there one Charm here more than Adorns her Face and Eyes all this soft and sweet with a certain languishing Air that no Artist can represent Ant. What I heard of her Beauty before had fir'd my Soul but this confirmation of it has blown it to a flame Pedro. Ha! Page Sir I have known you throw away a Thousand Crowns on a worse face and tho y' are near your Marriage you may venture a little Love here Florinda will not miss it Pedro. Ha! Florinda sure 't is Antonio aside Ant. Florinda name not those distant joyes there 's not one thought of her will check my Passion here Pedro. Florinda scorn'd and all my A noise of a Lute above hopes defeated of the Possession of Angelica Ant. gazes up Her Injuries by Heaven he shall not boast of Song to a Lute above SONG WHen Damon first began to Love He languisht in a soft desire And knew not how the Gods to move To lessen or increase his Fire For Caelia in her charming Eyes Wore all Love's sweets and all his cruelties II. But as beneath a Shade he lay Weaving of Flow'rs for Caelia's hair She chanc't to lead her Flock that way And saw the Am'rous Shepherd there She gaz'd around upon the place And saw the Grove resembling Night To all the joys of Love invite Whilst guilty smiles and blushes drest her Face At this the bashful Youth all Transport grew And with kind force he taught the Virgin how To yield what all his sighs cou'd never do Ant. By Heav'n she 's charming fair Angellica throws open the Curtains and bows to Antonio who pulls off his Vizard and bows and blows up kisses Pedro unseen looks in 's face Pedro. 'T is he the false Antonio Ant. Friend where must I pay my Offring of Love To the Bravo My Thousand Crowns I mean Pedro. That Offring I have design'd to make And yours will come too late Ant. Prithee begone I shall grow angry else And then thou art not safe Pedro. My Anger may be fatal Sir as yours And he that enters here may prove this truth Ant. I know not who thou art but I am sure thou' rt worth my killing for aiming at Angelica They draw and fight Enter Willmore and Blunt who draw and part ' em Blunt ' Sheartlikins here 's fine doings Will. Tilting for the Wench I 'm sure nay gad if that wou'd win her I have as good a Sword as the best of ye Put up put up and take another time and place for this is design'd for Lovers only They all put up Pedro. We are prevented dare you meet me to Morrow on the Molo For I 've a Title to a better quarrel That of Florinda in whose credulous heart Thou 'st made an Int'rest and destroyd my hopes Ant. Dare I 'll meet thee there as early as the day Pedro. We will come thus disguised that whosoever chance to get the better he may escape unkown Ant. It shall be so Ex. Pedro and Stephano Who shou'd this Rival be unless the English Colonel of whom I 've often heard Don Pedro speak it must be he and time he were remov'd who lays a claim to all my happiness Willmore having gaz'd all this while on the Picture pulls down a little one Will. This Posture 's loose and negligent The sight on 't wou'd beget a warm desire In Souls whom Impotence and Age had chill'd This must along
there be no more Saints Churches in Naples Aside Flor. Oh stay Sir and recal your hasty doom alas I have not yet prepar'd my Heart To entertain so strange a Guest Pedro. Away this silly modesty is Assum'd too late Belv. Heaven Madam what do you do Flor. Do despise the Man that lays a Tyrant's Claim To what he ought to Conquer by submission Belv. You do not know me move a little this way Draws her aside Flor. Yes you may force me even to the Alter But not the holy Man that offers there Shall force me to be thine Pedro talks to Callis this while Belv. Oh do not loose so blest an opportunity See 't is your Belvile not Antonio Whom your mistaken Scorn Anger ruines Pulls off his Vizard Flor. Belvile Where was my Soul it cou'd not meet thy Voyce And take this knowledge in As they are talking Enter Wilmore finely drest and Frederick Will. No Intelligence no News of Belvile yet well I am the most unlucky Rascal in Nature ha am I deceiv'd or is it he look Ferd. 't is he my dear Belvile Runs and Embraces him Belv. Vizard falls out on 's Hand Belv. Hell and confusion seize thee Pedro. Ha! Belvile I beg your Pardon Sir Takes Flor. from him Belv. Nay touch her not she 's mine by Conquest Sir I won her by my Sword Will. Did'st thou so and Egad Child wee 'l keep her by the Sword Draws on Pedro. Belv. goes between Belv. Stand off Thou' rt so profanely Lewd so curst by Heaven All quarrels thou espousest must be Fatal Will. Nay an you be so hot my Valour 's Coy and shall be Courted when you want it next Puts up his Sword Belv. You know I ought to Claim a Victors right To Pedro. But you 're the Brother to Divine Florinda To whom I 'm such a Slave to purchase her I durst not hurt the Man she holds so dear Pedro. 'T was by Antonio's not by Belvile's Sword This question should have been decided Sir I must confess much to your Bravery 's due Both now and when I met you last in Arms. But I am nicely punctual in my word As Men of Honour ought and beg your Pardon For this mistake another time shall clear This was some Plot between you and Belvile But I 'll prevent you Aside to Flor. as they are going out Belv. looks after her and begins to walk up and down in Rage Will. Do not be Modest now and loose the Woman but if wee shall fetch her back so Belv. Do not speak to me Will. Not speak to you Egad I 'll speak to you and will be answer'd too Belv. Will you Sir Will. I know I 've done some mischief but I 'm so dull a Puppey that I 'm the Son of a Whore if I know how or where prithee inform my understanding Belv. Leave me I say and leave me instantly Will. I will not leave you in this humour nor till I know my Crime Belv. Death I 'll tell you Sir Draws and runs at Will he runs out Belv. after him Fred. interposes Enter Angellica Moretta and Sebastian Ang. Ha Sebastian Is not that Willmore hast hast and bring him back Fred ' The Colonel 's mad I never saw him thus before I 'l after 'em least he do some mischief for I am sure Wilmore will not draw on him Exit Ang. I am all Rage my first desires defeated For one for ought he knows that has no Other Merit than her Quality Her being Don Pedro's Sister he loves her I know 't is so dull dull Insensible He will not see me now tho oft invited And broke his word last Night false perjur'd Man He that but Yesterday fought for my Favours And wou'd have made his Life a Sacrifice T o've gain'd one Night with me Must now be hir'd and Courted to my Arms. Morett I told you what wou'd come ou 't but Moretta's an old doating Fool why did you give him five Hundred Crowns but to set himself out for other Lovers you shou'd have kept him Poor if you had meant to have had any good from him Ang. Oh name not such mean trifles had I given him all My Youth has earn'd from Sin I had not lost a thought nor sigh upon 't But I have given him my Eternal rest My whole repose my future joys my Heart My Virgin heart Moretta Oh 't is gone Morett Curse on him here he comes How fine she has made him too Enter Willmore and Sebast. Ang. turns and walks away Will. How now turn'd shaddow Fly when I pursue and follow when I fly Sings Stay gentle shadow of my Dove And tell me e're I go Whether the substance may not prove A Fleeting thing like you There 's a soft kind look remaining yet As she turns she looks on him Ang. Well Sir you may be gay all happiness all joyes pursue you still Fortune 's your Slave and gives you every hour choyce of new hearts and Beauties till you are cloy'd with the repeated Bliss which others vainly languish for But know false Man that I shall be reveng'd Turns away in Rage Will. So gad there are of those faint hearted Lovers whom such a sharp Lesson next their hearts wou'd make as Impotent as Fourscore pox o' this whining My bus'ness is to laugh and love a pox on 't I hate your sullen Lover a Man shall lose as much time to put you in humour now as wou'd serve to gain a new Woman Ang. I scorn to cool that Fire I cannot raise Or do the Drudgery of your virtuous Mistris Will. A virtuous Mistress death what a thing thou hast found out for me why what the Devil shou'd I do with a virtuous Woman a sort of ill-natur'd Creatures that take a Pride to torment a Lover Virtue is but an infirmity in Woman a Disease that renders even the handsome ungrateful whilst the ill-favour'd for want of Solicitations and Address only fancy themselves so I have layn with a Woman of Quality who has all the while been railing at Whores Ang. I will not answer for your Mistres's Virtue Though she be Young enough to know no Guilt And I cou'd wish you wou'd perswade my heart 'T was the Two hundred Thousand Crowns you Courted Will. Two Hundred Thousand Crowns what Story 's this what Trick what Woman ha Ang. How strange you make it have you forgot the Creature you entertain'd on the Prazo last Night Will. Ha! my Gipsie worth Two Hundred Thousand Crowns oh how I long to be with her pox I knew she was of Quality Aside Ang. False Man I see my ruine in thy face How many Vows you breath'd upon my Bosome Never to be unjust have you forgot so soon Will. Faith no I was just coming to repeat 'em but here 's a humour indeed wou'd make a Man a Saint wou'd she wou'd be angry enough to leave me and Command me not to wait on her Aside Enter Hellena drest in Man's Cloths Hell This must
pretious Mistris I have Hell Will you be such a Devil Will. Nay nay I 'l teach you to spoil sport you will not make this small Ambassador comes not from a Person of Quality as you Imagine and he says but from a very Errant Gipsie the talking'st prating'st canting'st little Animal thou ever saw'st Ang. What news you tell me that 's the thing I mean Hell Wou'd I were well off the place if ever I go a Captain Hunting again Aside Will. Mean that thing that Gipsie thing thou may'st as well be Jealous of thy Monkey or Parrot as of her a German Motion were worth a duzen of her and a Dream were a better enjoyment a Creature of a Constitution fitter for Heaven then Man Hell Tho I 'm sure he lyes yet this vexes me Aside Ang. You are mistaken she 's a Spanish Woman Made up of no such dull Materials Will. Materials Egad an shee be made of any that will either dispence or admit of Love I 'le be bound to continence Hell Unreasonable Man do you think so Aside to him you may return my little Brazen Head and tell your Lady that till she be handsom enough to be belov'd or I dull enough to be Religious there will be small hopes of me Ang. Did you not promise then to marry her Will. Not I by heaven Ang. You cannot undeceive my fears and torments till you have vow'd you will not marry her Hel. If he Swears that he 'le be reveng'd on me indeed for all my Rogueries Aside Ang. I know what Arguments you 'll bring against me Fortune and Honour Will. Honour I tell you I hate it in your Sex and those that fancy themselves possest of that Foppery are the most impertinently troublesome of all Woman kind and will transgress Nine Commandments to keep one and to satisfie your Jealousie I swear Hell Oh no swearing dear Captain Aside to him Will. If it were possible I should ever be inclin'd to marry it shou'd be some kind young Sinner one that has generosity enough to give a favour hansomely to one that can ask it discreetly one that has Witt enough to Manage an intrigue of Love oh how civil such a Wench is to a Man that does her the Honour to marry her Ang. By Heaven there 's no Faith in any thing he says Enter Sebastian Sebas Madam Don Antonio Ang. Come hither Hell Ha! Antonio he may be coming hither and he 'l certainly discover me I 'le therefore retire without a Ceremony Exit Hellena Ang. I 'le see him get my Coach ready Seba. It waits you Madam Will. This is luckey what Madam now I may be gone and leave you to the injoyment of my Rival Ang. Dull man that can'st not see how Ill how poor That false dissimulation looks begon And never let me see thy Couzening Face again Least I relaps and kill thee Will. Yes you can spare me now farewel till you 're in better Humour I 'm glad of this release Now for my Gipsie For tho' to worse we change yet still we find New Joys new Charms in a New Miss that 's kind Ex. Wilmore Ang. He 's gone and in this Ague of my Soul The Shivering fit returns Oh with what willing haste he took his leave As if the long'd-for Minute were arriv'd Of some blest assignation In vain I have Consulted all my Charms In vain this Beauty priz'd in vain believ'd My Eyes cou'd kindle any lasting fires I had forgot my Name my Infamie And the reproach that Honour lays on those That dare pretend a sober passion here Nice reputation tho' it leave behind More Vertues than inhabit where that dwells Yet that once gone those Vertues shine no more Then since I am not fit to be belov'd I am resolv'd to think on a revenge On him that sooth'd me thus to my undoing Exeunt SCENE the Third A Street Enter Florinda and Valeria in Habits different from what they have been seen in Flor. We 're happily Escap't and yet I tremble still Val. A Lover and fear whe I am but half an one and yet I have Courage for any attempt wou'd Hellena were here I wou'd fain have had her as deep in this Mischief as we she 'le fare but in else I doubt Flor. She pretended a Visit to the Augustine Nuns but I believe some other design carried her out pray Heaven we light on her Prithee what did'st do with Callis Val. When I saw no reason wou'd do good on her I follow'd her into the Wardrobe and as she was looking for something in a great Chest I topled her in by the heels snatch't the Key of the Appartment where you were confin'd lock't her in and left her bawling for help Flor. 'T is well you resolve to follow my Fortunes for thou darest never appear at home again after such an action Val. That 's according as the young Stranger and I shall agree but to our bus'ness I deliver'd your Letter your Note to Belvile when I got out under pretence of going to Mass I found him at his Lodging and believe me it came seasonably for never was Man in so desperate a Condition I told him of your resolution of making your Escape to day if your Brother would be absent long enough to permit you if not rather than be Antonio's Flor. Thou should'st have told him I was confin'd to my chamber upon my Brothers suspition that the bus'ness on the Molo was a Plott laid between him and I. Val. I said all this and told him your Brother was now gone to his Devotion and he resolves to visit every Church till he find him and not only undeceive him in that but carress him so as shall delay his return home Flor. Oh Heavens he 's here and Belvile with him too They put on their Vizards Enter Don Pedro Belvile Willmore Bel. and Don Pedro seeming in serious discourse Val. Walk boldly by them and I 'le come at distance least he suspect us She walks by them and looks back on them Will. Hah a Woman and of an Excellent Mien Ped. She throws a kind look back on you Will. Death t is a likely Wench and that kind look shall not be cast away I 'le follow her Bell. Prithee do not Will. Do not by Heavens to the Antipodies with such an invitation She goes out and Will follows her Bell. 'T is a mad Fellow for a Wench Enter Fred. Fred. Oh Col. such News Belv. Prithee what Fred. News that will make you laugh in spight of Fortune Bel. What Blunt has had some Damn'd Trick put upon him Cheated Bang'd or Clapt Fred. Cheated Sir rarely Cheated of all but his Shirt Drawers the unconscionable Whore too turn'd him out before Consummation so that traversing the Streets at Midnight the Watch found him in this Fresco and conducted him home By Heaven 't is such a sight and yet I durst as well been hang'd as laught at him or pity him he beats all that do but ask
you Fred. Madam had I no Inclinations that way I shou'd obey your kind Commands Bell. Who Fred. marry he has so few inclinations for Woman kind that had he been possest of Paradice he might have continu'd there to this day if no Crime but Love cou'd have dis-inherited him Fred. Oh I do not use to boast of my intregues Bell. Boast when thou dost nothing but boast and I dare swear wer 't thou as Innocent from the sin of the Grape as thou art from the Apple thou might'st yet claim that right in Eden which our first Parents lost by too much Loving Fred. I wish this Lady would think me so modest a man Val. She wou'd be sorry then and not like you half so well and I should be loath to break my word with you which was That if your Friend and mine agreed it shou'd be a Match between you and I. She gives him her hand Bred. Bear witness Colonel 't is a Bargain Kisses her hand Blunt I have a Pardon to beg too but adsheartlikins I am so out of Countenance that I 'm a Dog if I can say any thing to Purpose To Florinda Flor. Sir I heartily forgive you all Blunt That 's nobly said sweet Lady Belvile prithee present her her Ring again for I find I have not Courage to approach her my self Gives him the Ring he gives to Florinda Enter Boy Boy Sir I have brought the Father that you sent for Bell. 'T is well and now my dear Florinda let 's fly to compleat that mighty joy we have so long wish't and sigh't for Come Fred. you 'l follow Fred. Your Example Sir 't was ever my ambition in War and must be so in Love Will. And must not I see this juggling knot ty'd Belv. No thou shalt do us better service and be our guard least Pedro's suddain return interrupt the Ceremony Will. Content I 'l secure this pass Ex. Bel. Flor. Fred. and Vall. Enter Boy Boy Sir there 's a Lady without wou'd speak to you To Will. Will. Conduct her in I dare not quit my Post. Boy And Sir your Taylor waits you in your Chamber Blunt Some comfort yet I shall not dance naked at the Wedding Ex. Blunt and Boy Enter again the Boy conducting in Angellica in a Masquing Habit and a Vizard Will. runs to her Will. This can be none but my pretty Gipsie Oh I see you can follow as well as fly Come confess thy self the most malicious Devil in Nature you think you have done my bus'ness with Angellica Ang. Stand off base Villain She draws a Pistol and holds to his Brest Will. Hah 't is not she who art thou and what 's thy business Ang. One thou hast injur'd and who comes to kill thee for 't Will. What the Devil canst thou mean Ang. By all my hopes to kill thee Holds still the Pistol to his Brest he going back she following still Will. Prithee on what acquaintance for I know thee not Ang. Behold this face so lost to thy remembrance And then call all thy sins about thy Soul Pulls off her Vizard And let 'em dye with thee Will. Angellica Ang. Yes Taylor Does not thy guilty blood run shivering through thy Veins Hast thou no horrour at this sight that tells thee Thou hast not long to boast thy shameful Conquest Will. Faith no Child my blood keeps its old Ebbs and Flows still and that usual heat too that cou'd oblige thee with a kindness had I but opportunity Ang. Devil dost wanton with my pain have at thy heart Will. Hold dear Virago hold thy hand a little I am not now at leasure to be kill'd hold and hear me Death I think she 's in earnest aside Ang. Oh if I take not heed My coward heart will leave me to his mercy Aside turning from him What have you Sir to say but shou'd I hear thee thou d'st talk away all that is brave about me Follows him with the Pistol to his Brest And I have vow'd thy death by all that 's Sacred Will. Whe then there 's an end of a proper handsome Fellow That might a liv'd to have done good service yet That 's all I can say to 't Ang. yet I wou'd give thee time for penitence Pausingly Will. Faith Child I thank God I have ever took Care to lead a good sober hopeful Life and am of a Religion That teaches me to believe I shall depart in peace Ang. So will the Devil tell me How many poor believing Fools thou hast undone How many hearts thou hast betray'd to ruin Yet these are little mischiefs to the Ills Thoust taught mine to commit thoust taught it Love Will. Egad 't was shrewdly hurt the while Ang. Love that has rob'd it of its unconcern Of all that Pride that taught me how to value it And in its room A mean submissive Passion was convey'd That made me humbly bow which I nere did To any thing but Heaven Thou Perjur'd Man didst this and with thy Oaths Which on thy Knees thou didst devoutly make Soften'd my yielding heart And then I was a slave Yet still had been content t o've worn my Chains Worn 'em with vanity and joy for ever Hadst thou not broke those Vows that put them on 'T was then I was undone All this while follows him with the Pistol to his Breast Will. Broke my Vows whe where hast thou liv'd Amongst the Gods for I never heard of mortal Man That has not broke a thousand Vows Ang. Oh Impudence Will. Angellica that Beauty has been too long tempting Not to have made a thousand Lovers languish Who in the Amorous Favour no doubt have sworn Like me did they all dye in that Faith still Adoring I do not think they did Ang. No faithless Man had I repaid their Vows as I did thine I wou'd have kill'd the ingrateful that had abandon'd me Will. This Old General has quite spoil'd thee nothing makes a Woman so vain as being flatter'd your old Lover ever supplies the defects of Age with intollerable Dotage vast Charge and that which you call Constancy and attributingall this to your own Merits you domineer and throw your Favours in 's Teeth upbraiding him still with the defects of Age and Cuckold him as often as he deceives your Expectations But the Gay Young Brisk Lover that brings his equal Fires and can give you dart for dart you 'l will be as nice as you sometimes Ang. All this thou 'st made me know for which I hate thee Had I remain'd in innocent security I shou'd have thought all men were born my flaves And worn my pow'r like lightening in my Eyes To have destroy'd at pleasure when offended But when Love held the Mirror the undeceiving Glass Reflected all the weakness of my Soul and made me know My richest treasure being lost my Honour All the remaining spoil cou'd not be worth The Conqueror's Care or Value Oh how I fell like a long worship't Idol Discovering all the Cheat. Wou'd not