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A34394
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The converts, or, The folly of priest-craft a comedy / by J.S.M.T. Soc.; Converts.
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1690
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Wing C5987; ESTC R1078
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a Bill pulling out many Count. I vow you press too much upon my good Nature and make me comply meerly out of Complaisance But will you venture on her again Big Aye immediately before her Affections cool Count. I 'le go and prepare your way Exit Enter Turnabout to Bigot as he 's going out Big Mr. Turnabout O you 've nick'd the time you shall go in and hear me convert this Phanatick discontented Lady Turn Sir I thank you but I do not love the sight of a Woman They are dangerous things Big Then thou shalt go with me to her in the dark Room Turn The Temptation will be the greater Imagination does provoke more than the real Object you say she 's handsome Big To Admiration but the most averse to our way in the World She would not hearken to me Turn Then you had best send a Lay-man to make the first Impression and you may strike in to finish the Conquest Big The truth is she is prejudic'd to one of my Order I think I had best send you Turn O fy by no means I am Master of no Eloquence Big Aye but thou art Master of Honesty and Integrity and that 's better Turn What a plaguy Rogue is this to scandalize me at this rate Aside Big Well Son What dost thou say to it Wilt thou go and try thy Skill upon her Turn Alas Sir all Skill is gotten by Experience I have no experience in Women Big Thou art the best of Men and if possible better than my self But be not thus bashful thou shalt discourse with her in the dark and there is no fear of blushing Turn I had rather go into the Cave of a Lioness Big Poor modest Gentleman that thou shouldst thus be afraid of Women We Priests go boldly to their Chambers to their Closets to their Beds to all their Secrets and matter nothing of it Turn So I have heard you do almost perswade me to Vertue Big By all means go she will sooner hearken to you Turn I hope she will I will give her good Counsel Big Go then and I 'le return immediately Success attend you Exit Turn Now will I be damn'd if this be not some She of the Town that pretends to Phanaticism just as I do to Vertue and Honesty I love Leucasia but the prospect of enjoying her is at so great distance that I must bait upon this by the way I will first bring her into the Light and if she be handsom I shall wish my self condemn'd to Darkness again Exit Re-enter with Speedwel Turn Nay good Lady you must not be angry if I do not suffer you to remain in Darkness Speed I have Light within me Turn Aye gad that thou hast pretty Innocence and Light without thee too Speed Thou art a prophane young Man and dost mean something that 's ill Turn No faith I mean nothing but thy two pretty Eyes those Fountains of Light 't is true they vomit Fire too much and enflame a Man's Heart that 's their fault Speed Thou art very leud and obscene I fear thou art fleshly given Turn How she puts me in mind of it Aside You guess right and since you are all Spirit and I am all Flesh we had best make a Match it will be like the Union of the Body and Soul full of Life and Vigor Speed A pretty Fellow this my Mouth waters at him but I must dissemble Aside And dost thou think that I will be yok'd with one of the Ungodly How indecent a thing would it be to see a Saint and a Sinner in the same Bed Turn I grant you Madam it is an undecent thing to be seen together and therefore we will go into the dark Room where no body can see us I hate Matrimony it makes a Man to be gaz'd at Speed I must confess I know no place that forbids going into a dark Room and therefore if that were all I can easily consent to it Enter Bigot standing behind listening Big Well I will hear now how my new Convert behaves himself in his Post Turn Why sure Lady you don't suspect my Honesty upon Reputation I will be very civil I hope Lady will you give me the favour of a Salute kisses her Big Good very good he has almost won her Heart already Speed I don't read that kissing is forbidden but I fear you have some farther Intention Turn If you dare venture your self with me I shall convince you of your Error Big to himself That 's too much he ought to leave the finishing Work to me Speed I have a Light within me that shews me clear thou hast a mind to debauch me and dost thou think I will defile the Bed of my late deceased Husband Big What 's that Aside Turn There 's no Bed there nothing but a Couch and few Chairs that have made guilty so often that 't is beyond our Power to make 'em worse Big to himself I protest my Son Turnabout is wanton Speed I grant you there is no Command against defiling Couches and Chairs I am almost perswaded to venture Turn There is no venture in it I will certainly give you Content Speed Alas how can you content me I have had to do with Men of as great Parts and Abilities tho I say it my self as any are in Europe and none could ever content me yet Turn Pshaw Madam they were Bunglers or Coxcombs that think to content Women by perplexing their Minds my Method is always to begin with the Body first Embracing her Speed Out upon thee Villain thou dost begin to be uncivil Turn Faith Lady I am very uncivil to talk so much and perform so little Come let us throw by these Scruples and retire into a more convenient place Vertue you know fears nothing Speed Do thy worst I fear not thee nor thine Exeunt Big Aside I set him to convert her and he 's gone to debauch her I 'le rout ' em Enter Speedwel in Confusion Turnabout pushing her Turn For Heaven's sake make haste down Stairs before Bigot sees you A Priest is like a Dog in a Manger when he can't feast upon a new Convert himself he will suffer none else she runs away in haste Enter Bigot in a Fury Big Mr. Turnabout I wonder you are not asham'd to be taken in such obscene undecent Posture with a Woman Turn Heavens defend my Innocence Was ever Man so mistaken If a Woman fall into a Swoon may I not take her up if her Breasts beat high with Passion may not I innocently lay my hands upon them to keep 'em down If she is overwhelm'd with Sorrow may not I give her two or three reviving Kisses but you must presently suspect me of Obscenity Big Aye Sir but I over-heard your Discourse before that Turn What I warrant you are zealous because I endeavour'd to convert her in an allegorical way making use of familiar Figures that look just like Obscenity Ah! Ah! that 's pretty Big Nay Son if that