Elv. Conduct the company. Now, justice shall uncloud my fame, and see my brother's death revenged. Enter hautboys playing, CLODIO singing, D. DUART, Governor, D. MANUEL,_Louisa, CARLOS, ANGELINA, Antonio, Charino, and D. LEWIS. Clo. Well, madam, you see I am punctualyou've nicked your man, faith; I am always critical-to a minute. You'll never stay for me. Ladies and gentlemen, I desire you'll do me the honour of being better acquainted here-my lordGov. Give you joy, madam. Clo. Nay, madam, I have brought you some near relations of my own, too-This Don Antonio, who will shortly have the honour to call you daughter. Ant. The young rogue has made a pretty choice, faith! Clo. This Don Charino, who was very near having the honour of calling me son. This my elder brother-and this my noble uncle, Don Choleric Snapshorto de Testy. D. Lew. Puppy! Clo. Peevish! D. Lew. Madam, I wish you joy with all my heart; but, truly, I cann't much advise you to marry this gentleman; because, in a day or two, you'll really find him extremely shocking: those, that know him, generally give him the title of Don Dismallo Thickscullo de Halfwitto. Clo. Well said, nuncle-ha, ha! D. Du. Are you provided of a priest, sir? Clo. Ay, ay, pox on him! would he were come, though! D. Du. So would I. I want the cue to act this justice, on my honour; yet I cannot read the folly in her looks. [Aside. Gov. You have surprised us, madam, by this sudden marriage. Elv. I may yet surprise you more, my lord. D. Du. Sir, don't you think your bride looks melancholy? Clo. Ay, poor fool, she's modest-but I have a cure for that- -Well, my princess, why that demure look, now? Elv. I was thinking, sir Clo. I know what you think of-You don't think at all-You don't know what to thinkYou neither see, hear, feel, smell, nor taste You ha'n't the right use of one of your sensesIn short, you have it. Now, my princess, have not I nicked it? Elo. I am sorry, sir, you know so little of yourself, or me. Enter a Servant. Serv. Madam, the priest is come. Elo. Let him wait, we've no occasion yet— Within, there-seize him. [Several Officers rush in, who seize CLODIO, and bind him. D. Du. Ha! Gov. What can this mean? Clo. Gads me! what, is my deary in her frolics already? Elo. And now, my lord, your justice on that murderer. Gov. How, madam! Clo. That bitch, my fortune! D. Lew. Madam, upon my knees, I beg you don't carry the jest too far; but if there be any real hopes of his having a halter, let's know it in three words, that I may be sure at once for ever, that no earthly thing but a reprieve can save | him. [Apart to ELVIRA. Ant. Pray, madam, who accuses him? Elo. After the fact was done, my lord, this man, pursued by justice, took shelter here, and, trembling, begged of me for my protection: he seemed, indeed, a stranger, and his complaints so pitiful, that I, little suspicious of my brother's death, promised, by a rash and solemn vow, I would conceal him: which vow, Heaven can witness with what distraction in my thoughts I strictly kept, and paid; but he, alas! mistaking this my hospitable charity for the effects of a most vile, preposterous love, proceeds upon his error, and in his letter, here, addresses me for marriage; which I, once having paid my vow, answered in such prevailing terms, upon his fol ly, as now have, unprotected, drawn him into the hands of justice. D. Du. She is innocent, and well has disappointed my revenge. Aside. D. Lew. So, now I am a little easy-the puppy will be hanged. Gov. Give me leave, madam, to ask you yet some farther questions. Clo. Ay,-I shall be hanged, I believe. Cha. Nay, then, 'tis time to take care of my daughter; for I am convinced that my friend Clody is disposed of—and so, without compliment, do you see, children, Heaven bless you together. [Joins CARLOS and ANGELINA's hands. Car. This, sir, is a time unfit to thank you as we ought. Ant. Well, brother, I thank you, however; Charles is an honest lad, and well deserves her; but poor Clody's ill fortune I could never have suspected. D. Lew. Why, you would be positive, though you know, brother, I always told you, Dismal would be hanged; I must plague him a little, because the dog has been pert with me-Clody, how dost thou do? Ha! why you are tied ! Clo. I hate this old fellow, split me! D. Lew. Thou hast really made a damned blunder here, child, to invite so many people to a marriage-knot, and, instead of that, it is like to be one under the left ear. Clo. I'd fain have him die. D. Lew. Well, my dear, I'll provide for thy going off, however; let me see-you'll only have occasion for a nosegay, a pair of white gloves, and a coffin: look you, take you no care about the surgeons, you shall not be anatomized-I'll get the body off with a wet finger-Though, me. thinks, I'd fain see the inside of the puppy, too. Clo. Oh, rot him! I cann't bear this. D. Lew. Well, I won't trouble you any more now, child; if I am not engaged, I don't know but I may come to the tree, and sing a stave or two with thee-Nay, I'll rise on purposethough you will hardly suffer before twelve o'clock, neither-ay, just about twelve-about twelve you'll be turned off. Clo. Oh, curse consume him! Gov. I am convinced, madam; the fact appears too plain. D. Lew. Yes, yes, he'll suffer. Gov. What says the gentleman? Do you confess the fact, sir? Clo. Will it do any good, my lord? Gov. Perhaps it may, if you can prove it was not done in malice. Clo. Why, then, to confess the truth, my lord, I did pink him, and am sorry for it; but it was none of my fault, split me. Elv. Now, my lord, your justice. D. Du. Hold, madam, that remains in me to give; for know, your brother lives, and happy in the proof of such a sister's virtue. [Discovers himself. Elo. My brother! Oh, let my wonder speak my joy! Clo. Hey! [CLODIO and his friends seem surprised. Gov. Don Duart! living and well! How came this strange recovery? D. Du. My body's health the surgeon has restored: but here's the true physician of my mind: the hot, distempered blood, which lately rendered me offensive to mankind, his just resenting sword let forth, which gave me leisure to reflect upon my follies past; and, by reflection, to reform. Elo. This is indeed a happy change. Gov. Release the gentleman. Clo. Here, Testy, pr'ythee do so much as untie this a little. D. Lew. Why, so I will, sirrah; I find thou hast done a mettled thing; and I don't know whether it is worth my while to be shocked at thee any longer. Elv. I ask your pardon for the wrong I have done you, sir; and blush to think how much I owe you, for a brother thus restored. Clo. Madam, your very humble servant; it is mighty well as it is. D. Du. We are indeed his debtors both; and, sister, there's but one way now of being grateful. For my sake, give him such returns of love as he may yet think fit to ask, or you, with modesty, can answer. Clo. Sir, I thank you; and when you don't think it impudence in me to wish myself well with your sister, I shall beg leave to make use of your friendship. D. Du. This modesty commends you, sir. Ant. Sir, you have proposed like a man of honour; and if the lady can but like it, she shall find those among us, that will make up a fortune to deserve her. Car. I wish my brother well; and as I once offered him to divide my birth-right, I'm ready still to put my words into performance. D. Lew. Nay, then, since I find the rogue's no longer like to be an enemy to Charles, as far as a few acres go, I'll be his friend too. D. Du. Sister! Elv. This is no trifle, brother; allow me a convenient time to think, and if the gentleman continues to deserve your friendship, he shall not much complain I am his enemy. D. Lew. So, now it will be a wedding again, faith! Car. Come, my Angelina, Our bark, at length, has found a quiet harbour, [Exeun! 1 EPILOGUE. AN epilogue's a tax on authors laid, Has leave to say why sentence should not pass. stow. Thus have you known a woman plainly fair, (You thought five guineas far beyond her due.) But when pursued by some gay, leading lover, Then every day her eyes new charms discover; Till at the last, by crowds of beaus admired, She has raised her price to what her heart desired, New gowns and petticoats, which her airs required. So, miss, and poet too, when once cried up, CRITICS! though plays without your smiles subsist, Yet this was writ to reach your generous taste, O'er chokejade to the ditch a jade may lead, Is when the last act turns the lands with Dimple's speed. View then, in short, the method that he takes: His plot and persons he from nature makes, Who for no bribe of jest he willingly forsakes: His wit, if any, mingles with his plot, No more than from the curtain, up and down: 1 From his design no person can be spared, But now he flies for refuge to the fair, Whom he must own the ablest judges here. Since all the springs of his design but move From beauty's cruelty subdued by love, E'en they, whose hearts are yet untouched, must know, In the same case, sure, what their own wou'd do: You best should judge of love, since love is born of you. ! SCENE I.-An Inn in Madrid. ACT I. Enter TRAPPANTI, alone, talking to himself. Indeed, my friend Trappanti, thouʼrt in a very thin condition; thou hast neither master, meat, nor money: not but, couldst thou part with that unappeaseable itch of eating, too, thou hast all the ragged virtues that were requisite to set up an ancient philosopher: contempt and poverty, kicks, thumps, and thinking, thou hast endured with the best of them; but-when fortune turns thee up to hard fasting, that is to say, positively not eating at all, I perceive thou art a downright dunce, with the same stomach, and no more philosophy, than a hound upon horse-flesh-Fasting's the devil!-Let me see-this, I take it, is the most frequented inn about Madrid, and if a keen guest or two should drop in now— -Hark! Host. [Within.] Take care of the gentlemen's horses there; see them well rubbed and littered. Trap. Just alighted! if they do but stay to eat now! Impudence assist me. Ha! a couple of pretty young sparks, faith! Enter HYPOLITA and FLORA in men's habits; Serv. Have the horses pleased your honour? Hyp. Very well indeed, friend. Pr'ythee, set down the portmanteau, and see that the poor creatures want nothing: they have performed well, and deserve our care. Trap. I'll take care of that, sir. Here, ostler! [Exeunt TRAP. and Servant. Flo. And pray, madam, what do I deserve, that have lost the use of my limbs to keep pace with you?'Sheart! you whipped and spurred like a foxhunter: it's a sign you had a lover in view: I'm sure my shoulders ache as if I had carried my horse on them. Hyp. Poor Flora! thou art fatigued indeed! but I shall find a way to thank thee for't. Flo. Thank me, quotha! Egad, I sha'n't be able to sit this fortnight. Well, I'm glad our journey's at an end, however; and now, madam, pray, what do you propose will be the end of our journey? Hyp. Why, now, I hope the end of my wishes -Don Philip, I need not tell you how far he is in my heart. Fio. No, your sweet usage of him told me that long enough ago; but now, it seems, you think fit to confess it: and what is it you love him for, pray? Hyp. His manner of bearing that usage, Fio. Ah, dear pride! how we love to have it tickled! But he does not bear it, you see, for Hyp. To my whole sex, rather than own I loved him. Flo. Ah, done like a woman of courage! Hyp. I could not bear the thought of parting with my power; besides, he took me at such an advantage, and pressed me so home to a surrender, I could have torn him piece-meal. Flo. Ay, I warrant you, an insolent-agreeable puppy. Well, but to leave impertinence, madam, pray how came you to squabble with him? Hyp. I'll tell thee, Flora:-You know Don Philip wants no charms that can recommend a lover; in birth and quality, I confess him my superior; and it is the thought of that has been a constant thorn upon my wishes. I never saw him in the humblest posture, but still I fancied he secretly presumed his rank and fortune might deserve me. This always stung my pride, and made me overact it: nay, sometimes, when his sufferings have almost drawn tears into my eyes, I have turned the subject with some trivial talk, or hummed a spiteful tune, though I believe his heart was breaking. Flo. A very tender principle, truly! Hyp. Well, I don't know, it was in my nature. But to proceed-This, and worse usage, continued a long time; at last, despairing of my heart, he then resolved to do a violence on his own, by consenting to his father's commands of marrying a lady of considerable fortune here in Madrid.The match is concluded, articles are sealed, and the day is fixed for his journey. Now, the night before he set out, he came to take his leave of me, in hopes, I suppose, I would have staid him. I need not tell you my confusion at the news; and though I could have given my soul to have deferred it, yet, finding him, unless I bade him stay, resolved upon the marriage, I (from the pure spirit of contradiction) swore to myself I would not bid him do it; so called for my veil, and told him I was in haste, begged his pardon, your servant, and so whipped to prayers. Flo. Well said again! that was a clincher.Ah, had not you better been at confession? Hyp. Why, really, I might have saved a long journey by it. To be short, when I came from church, Don Philip had left this letter at home for me, without requiring an answer—----Read it Flo. [Reads.]" Your usare bas made me justly despair of you, and now, any change must better |