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you honour the master so far, he would be proud boyHere, page, order my coach and servants to pay his attendance.

home, and do you stay—'tis a foolish country boy, Dir. Ay, to be sure.

[Aside. that knows nothing but innocence. Lam. Sir, I won't presume to be troublesome, Lam. Innocence, sir! I should be sorry, if you for my habitation is a great way off.

made any sinister constructions of my freedom. Dur. Very true, madam, and he's a little en- Mir. O madamn, I must not pretend to remark gaged; besides, madam, a hackney-coach will do upou any body's freedom, having so entirely foras well, madam.

feited my own. Mir. Rude beast, be quiet! [TO DURETETE.] Lam. Well, sir, 'twere convenient towards our The farther from home, inadam, the more occa- easy correspondence, that we entered into a free sion you have for a guard--pray, madam- confidence of each other, by a mutual declaraLam. Lard, sir

tion of what we are, and what we think of one [He seems to press, she to decline it, in another. Now, sir, what are you? dumb shew.]

Mir. In three words, madam-I am a gentle Dur. Ah! The devil's in his impudence! now man; I have five hundred pounds in my pocket, he wheedles, she smiles; he flatters, she simpers; and a clean shirt on. he swears, she believes; he's a rogue, and she's a Lum. And your name is in a moment.

Mir. Mustapha. Now, madam, the inventory Mir. Without there! my coach; Duretete, of your fortunes. wish me joy.

(Hands the lady out. Lam. My name is Lamorce; my birth noble ; Dur. Wish you a surgeon! Here, you little I was married young, to a proud, rude, sullen, imPicard, go follow your master, and he'll lead petuous fellow; the husband spoiled the gentleyou

inan; crying ruined my face, till, at last, I took Ori. Whither, sir?

heart, leaped out of a window, got away to my Dur. To the academy, child : 'tis the fashion, friends, sued my tyrant, and recovered my forwith men of quality, to teach their pages their tune I lived, from fifteen to twenty, to please exercises--go.

a husband; from twenty to forty, I'm resolved to Ori, Won't you go with him, too, sir; that wo- please myself; and, from thence upwards, I'll human may do him some harm; I don't like her. mour the world.

Dur. Why, how now, Mr Page, do you start Mir. The charming wild notes of a bird broke up to give laws of a sudden? do you pretend to out of its cage! rise at court, and disapprove the pleasure of your Lam. I marked you at the play, and something betters? Look'e, sirrah, if ever you would rise by I saw of a well-furnished, careless, agreeable a great man, be sure to be with him in all his tour about you. Methought your eyes made their little actions, and, as a step to your advance- manuerly demands with such an arch-modesty, ment, follow your master immediately, and make that I don't know how--but I am eloped. Ha, it your hope that he goes to a bawdy-house. ha, ha! I'm eloped. Ori. Hicavens forbid !

[Erit. Mir. Ha, ha, ha! I rejoice in your good forDur. Now would I sooner take a cart in com- tune with all my heart. pany of the bangman, than a coach with that wo- Lum. O, now I think on't, Mr Mustapha, you man: What a strange antipathy have I taken have got the finest ring there, I could scarcely against these creatures! a woman, to ine, is aver- believe it right; pray, let me see it. sion upon aversion; a checsc, a cat, a breast of Alir. Hum! Yes, inadain, 'tis, 'tis right—but, mutton, the squalling of children, the grinding of but, but, but, but, it was given me by my mother; knives, and the snuff of a candle, [Exit. an old family ring, madain, an old-fashioned fa

mily ring. SCENE II.--A handsoine apartment.

Lam. Ay, sir-If you can entertain yourself

with a song for a moment, I'll wait on you immer Enter MIRABEL and LAMORCE.

diately; come in there. Lam. To convince me, sir, that your service was something more than good breeding, please

Enter Singers. to lay out an hour of your company npon my de- Call what you please, sir. sire, as you have already upon my necessity. Mir. The new song "Prithee, Phillis.”

Mir. Your desire, madain, has only prevented my request : My hours! make them yours, ma

SONG. dam; cleven, twelve, one, two, three, and all that belong to those happy minutes.

Certainly the stars have been in a strange inLam. But I must trouble you, sir, to dismiss triguing humour, when I was born—Ay, this night your retinue; because an equipage at my door, should I have had a bride in my arms, and that I at this time of night, will not be consistent with should like well enough: But what should I have my reputation.

to-morrow night? The same. And what next Mir, By all means, madam; all but one little night? The same. And what next night? The

very same: Soup for breakfast, soup for dinner, Mir. No, gentlemen-but I'll bestow it with soup for supper, and soup for breakfast again— all


[Offering it. But here's variety.

1 Bra. O, sir, we shall rob you.

Mir. That you do, I'll be sworn. [Aside.] I I love the fair who freely gives her heurt, have another at home; pray, sir-Gentlemen, That's mine by ties of nature, not of art ; you're too modest; have I any thing else that you Who boldly owns whate'er her thoughts indite, fancy ? —Sir, will you do me a favour? [To the And is too modest for a hypocrite.

1st Bravo.] I am extremely in love with that wig

which you wear; will you do me the favour to LAMORCE appears at the door. As he runs towards change with me? her, four Bravoes step in before her. He starts

1 Bra. Look'e, sir, this is a family wig, and I back.

would not part with it, but if you like it

Mir. Sir, your most humble servant. She comes, she comes-hum, hum-bitch-mur

[They change wigs. dered, murdered to be sure! The cursed strum- 1 Bra. Madam, your most humble slave. pet! To make me send away my servants No [Goes up foppishly to the lady, salutes her. body near me! These cut-throats always make 2 Bra. The fellow's very liberal; shall we mursure work. What shall I do? I have but one der him? way. Are these gentlemen your relations, ma- 1 Bra. What! Let him escape to hang us all! dam?

And I to lose my wig! no, no; I want but a Lam. Yes, sir:

handsome pretence to quarrel with him, for you Mir. Gentlemen, your most humble servant; know we must act like gentlemen. Here, some sir, your most faithful; yours, sir, with all my wine-[Wine here.] Sir, your good health. heart; your most obedient-come, gentlemen,

(Pulls MIRABELL by the nose. (Salutes all round.] please to sit—no ceremony; Mir. Oh! Sir, your most humble servant; a next the lady, pray sir.

pleasant frolic enough, to drink a man's health, Lam. Well, sir, and how d’ye like my friends and pull him by the nose : ha, ha, ha! the plea

[They all sit. santest pretty-humoured gentleman ! Mir. O, madam, the most finished gentlemen! Lam. Help the gentleman to a glass. I was never more happy in good company in my

[MIRABELL drinks. life; I suppose, sir, you have travelled?

1 Bra. How d’ye like the wine, sir? 1 Bra. Yes, sir.

Mir. Very good o' the kind, sir : But I tell ye Mir. Which way, may I presume?

what; I find we're all inclined to be frolicsome, 1 Bra. In a western barge, sir.

and, e'gad, for my own part, I was never more Mir, Ha, ha, ha! very pretty; facetious pretty disposed to be merry; let's make a night on't, ha! gentleman !

This wine is pretty, but I have such Burgundy at Lam. Ha, ha, ha! sir, you have got the prettiest home! Look'e, gentlemen, let me send for half ring upon your finger there

a dozen flasks of my Burgundy; I defy France to Mir. Ah! madam, 'tis at your service with all match it; 'twill make us all life, all air; pray, genmy heart

(Offering the ring. tlemen. Lam. By no means, sir, a family-ring!

2 Bra. Eh! Shall we have his Burgundy?

[Takes it. 1 Bra. Yes, faith, we'll have all we can; here, Mir. No matter, madam. Seven hundred call up the gentleman's servant,What think you, pound, by this light.

[Aside. Lamorce? 2 Bra. Pray, sir, what's o'clock?

Lam. Yes, yes

-your servant is a foolish Mir. Hum! sir, I have left my watch at country boy, sir; he understands nothing but inhome.

2 Bra. I thought I saw the string of it just Mir. Ay, ay, madam. Here, page! Mir. Ods my life, sir, I beg your pardon, here

Enter ORIANA. it is, but it don't


(Putting it up. take this key, and go to my butler, order him to Lam. O dear sir, an English watch! Tom- send half a dozen flasks of the red Burgundy, pion's, I presume?

marked a thousand; and be sure you make haste! Mir. D'ye like it, madam-no ceremony

I long to entertain my friends here, my very good 'tis at your service with all my heart and soul- friends. Tompion's! Hang ye.

[ Aside. Omnes. Ah, dear sir ! 1 Bra. But, sir, above all things, I admire the 1 Bra. Here, child, take a glass of winefashion and make of your sword-hilt.

Your master and I have changed wigs, honey, in Mir. I'm mighty glad you like it, sir.

a frolic. Where had you this pretty boy, honest 1 Bra. Will you part with it, sir?

Mustapha ? Mir. Sir, I won't sell it.

Ori. Mustapha ! 1 Bra, Not sell it, sir?

Mir. Out of Picardy--this is the first errand



of soup

he has made for me, and if he does it right, I'll | you're never out of the way, 'cause there's no encourage him.

such thing as a high road. Ori. The red Burgundy, sir.

Bis. Rather always in a high road, 'cause you Mir. The red, marked a thousand; and be travel all upon hills; but, be it as it will, I'll jog sure you make haste !

along with you. Ori. I shall, sir.

[Erit. Dur. But we intend to sail to the East Indies. 1 Bra. Sir, you were pleased to like my wig, Bis. East or west, 'tis all one to me; I'm have you any fancy for my coat?—Look'e, sir, it tight and light, and the fitter for sailing, has served a great many honest gentlemen very Dur. But suppose we take through Germany, faithfully.

and drink hard Mir. Not so faithfully, for I'm afraid it has Bis. Suppose I take through Germany, and got a scurvy trick of leaving all its masters in ne- drink harder than you? cessity. The insolence of these dogs is beyond Dur. Suppose I go to a bawdy-house? their cruelty.

[Aside. Bis. Suppose I shew you the way? Lam. You're melancholy, sir.

Dur. 'Sdeath, woman, will you go to the guard Mir. Only concerned, madam, that I should with me, and smoke a pipe? have no servant here but this little boy-he'll Bis. Allons donc ! make some confounded blunder, I'll lay my life

Dur. The devil's in the woman ! suppose I on't; I would not be disappointed of my wine for hang myself? the universe.

Bis. There I'll leave you. Lam. He'll do well enough, sir; but supper's Dur. And a happy riddance; the gallows is ready, will you please to eat a bit, sir?

welcome. Mir. O, madam, I never had a better stomach Bis. Hold, hold, sir.—[Catches him by the arm in my life.

going. one word before we part. Lam. Come, then-we have nothing but a plate Dur. Let me go, madam, or I shall think that

you're a man, and perhaps may examine you. Mir. Ah! The marriage-soup I could dispense Bis. Stir, if you dare; I have still spirits to atwith now. (Aside.] (Erit, handing the lady. tend me; and can raise such a muster of fairies,

2 Bra. That wig won't fall to your share. as shall punish you to death-come, sir, stand

1 Bra. No, no, we'll settle that after supper; there, now, and ogle me :-[He frowns upon her.] in the mean time, the gentleman shall wear it. - Now a languishing sigh!{He groans.]—Now 2 Bra. Shall we dispatch hiin?

run and take up my fan,faster. – [He runs and s Bra. To be sure. I think he knows me. takes it up. |--Now play with it handsomely. 1 Bra. Ay, ay, dead men tell no tales; I won

Dur. Aye, aye. der at the impudence of the English rogues, that

[He tears it all in pieces. will hazard the meeting a man at the bar, whom Bis. Hold, hold, dear humourous coxcomb; they have encountered upon the road! I han't the captain, spare my fan, and I'll why, you confidence to look a man in the face, after I have rude, inhuman monster, don't you expect to pay done him an injury; therefore, we'll murder him. for this?

[Ereunt. Dur. Yes, madam, there's twelve-pence; for

that is the price on't. SCENE III.—Changes to Old MIRABELL'S Bis. Sir, it cost a guinea. house.

Dur. Well, madam, you shall have the sticks

again. Enter DURETETE.

[Throws them to her, and erit, Dur. My friend has forsaken me, I have a- Bis. Ha, ha, ha! ridiculous below my conbandoned my mistress, my time lies heavy upon cern. I must follow him, however, to know if my hands, and my money burns in my pocket- he can give me any news of Oriana. But, now I think on't, iny myrmidons are upon

[Erit. duty to-night; I'll fairly stroll down to the guard, and nod away the night with my honest lieutenant SCENE IV.-Changes to LAMORCE's lodgings. over a flask of wine, a rake-belly story, and a pipe of tobacco.

Enter MIRABELL, solus.

Mir. Bloody hell-hounds! I overheard you : Going off, BISSARRE meets him.

was not I two hours ago the happy, gay, rejoicing Bis. Who comes there? stand !

Mirabell? How did I plume my hopes in a fairDur. Hey day! now she's turned dragoon. coming prospect of a long scene of years? Life

Bis. Look'e, sir, I'm told you intend to travel courted me with all the charms of vigour, youth, again. I design to wait on you as far as Italy. and fortune; and to be torn away from all my Dur. Then, I'll travel into Wales.

promised joys is more than death; the manner, Bis. Wales ! what country's that?

too-by villains ! Oh, my Oriana, this very moDur. The land of mountains, child, where ment might have blessed me in thy arms, and my poor boy! The innocent boy ! Confusion ! But heart-Ad's my life, madam, you have got the hush, they come: I must disseinble still —no news finest built watch there ? Tompion's, I presume. of my wine, gentlemen?

Lam. Sir, you may wear it.

Mir. Oh, madam, by no means: 'tis too much Enter the four Bravoes.

-rob you of all !--[Taking it from her.]-Good 1 Bra. No, sir, I believe your country-booby has dear time, thou’rt a precious thing! I am glad I lost himself, and we can wait no longer for't: have retrieved thee : Putting it up.)--What, true, sir, you're a pleasant gentleman, but I sup- my friends, neglected all this while ! Gentlemen, pose you understand our business,

you'll pardon my complaisance to the lady. How Mir. Sir, I may go near to guess at your em-now-is it civil to be so out of humour at my enployments; you, sir, are a lawyer, 1 presume; tertainment, and I so pleased with yours? Capyou a physician; you a scrivener; and you a tain, you're surprised at all this ! but we're in stock-jobber. All cut-throats, 'egad!

our frolics, you must know. Some wine here.

[Aside. 4 Bra. Sir, I am a broken officer; I was ca

Enter servant with wine. shiered at the head of the arıny for a coward : so, I took up the trade of murderer to retrieve Come, captain, this worthy gentleman's health. the reputation of my courage.

[Tweaks the first bravo by the nose ; he roars. 3 Bru. I am a soldier, too, and would serve But now, where-where's my dear deliverer, my my king, but I don't like the quarrel; and I have boy, my charming boy! more honour than to fight in a bad cause.

1 Bra. I hope some of our crew below-stairs 2 Bra. I was bred a gentleman, and have no have dispatched him. estate; but I must have my whore and my bot- Mir. Villain, what say'st thou? Dispatched ! tle, through the prejudice of education.

I'll have ye all tortured, racked, turn to pieces 1 Bra. I am a rutfian, too; by the prejudice alive, if you have touched my boy. Here, page! of education, I was bred a butcher. In short, paye! page! sir, if your wine had come, we might have trifled

[Runs out. a little longer. Come, sir, which sword will you Dur. Here, gentlemen, be sure you secure fall by? mine, sir?

Draus. those fellows. 2 Bra. Or mine?

Draws. 1 Bra. Yes, sir, we know you and your guard 3 Bra. Or mine?

Draus. will be

very 4 Bra. Or mine?

Draus. Dur. Now for you, madam. He, he, he ! I'm Mir. I scorn to beg my life; but to be but so pleased to think that I shall be revenged of chered thus! ( there's the wine! this moment one woman before I die-well, Mrs Snap-Dragon, (knocking) for my life or death.

which of these honourable gentlemen is so happy

to call you a wife? Enter ORIANA.

1 Bra. Sir, she should bave been mine toLost ! for ever lost! where's the wine, child? night, 'cause Sampre here had her last night. Sir,

[Faintly. she's very true to us all four. Ori. Coming up, sir.

Dug. Take them to justice. [Stamps.

[The guards curry off the Bracoes, Enter Duretete with his sword drawn, and six Enter Old Mirabell, Dugard, and Bisarre.

of the grand musqueteers, with their pieces presented; the rutians drop their swords.

Old Mlir. Robin, Robin, where's Bob? where's

(Oriana goes off my boy? what, is this the lady? a pretty whore, Mir. The wine! the wine! the wine! Youth, faith! heark'e, child, because my son was so cipleasure, fortune, days, and years, are now my vil as to oblige you with a coach, I'll treat you own again. Ah, my dear friends, did not I tell with a cart; indeed I will. you this wine would make me merry? Dear cap- Dug. Aye, madam, and you shall have a tain, these gentlemen are the best-natured, face- swinging equipage, three or four thousand foottious, witty creatures, that ever you knew. men at your heels at least.

Dur. No less becomes her quality.

Bis. Faugh! the monster!

Dur. Monster! aye, you're all a little monsLam. Is the wine come, sir!

trous, let ine tell you. Mir. O yes, madam, the wine is come

Enter MIRABELL. there {Pointing to the soldiers.)—Your ladyship has got a very tine ring upon your finger. Old Mir. Ab, my dear Bob, art thou safe,

Lam. Sir, 'tis at your service.

Mir. O ho! is it so? thou dear seven hundred Mir. No, no, sir, I'm ruined; the saver of my pound, thou’rt welcome home again, with all my life is lost.

civil to us.




Old Mir. No, he came and brought us the don; my thanks are needless, for myself I owe.

And now, for ever, do protest me yours. Mir. But where is he?

Old Mir. Tall, all di dall.—[Sings.]– Kiss me,

daughter-no, you shall kiss ine first-[To LAEnter ORIANA.

MORCE]—for you're the cause on't. Well, Bi

sarre, what say you to the captain? Ha !--[Runs and embraces her.}-My dear pre- Bis. I like the beast well enough, but I don't server! what shall I do to recompense your understand his paces so well, as to endanger him trust? Father, friends, gentlemen, behold the in a strange road. youth, that has relieved me from the most igno- Old Mir. But marriage is so beaten a path, minious death, from the scandalous poniards of that you can't go wrong. these bloody ruffians, where to have fallen would Bis. Aye, 'tis so beaten, that the way is have defamed my memory with vile reproach.-- spoiled. My life, estate, my all, is due to such a favour- Dur. There is but one thing should make me command me, child; before you all, before iny thy husband—I could marry thee to-day, for the late so kind indulgent stars, I swear to grant privilege of beating thee to-morrow. whate'er you ask.

Old Mir. Come, come, you may agree for all Ori. To the same stars, indulgent now to me, I this. Mr Dugard, are not you pleased with will appeal as to the justice of my claim; I shall this? demand but what was mine before the just per- Dug. So pleased, that if I thought it might seformance of your contract to Oriana.

cure your son's aflection to my sister, I would

[Discovering herself double her fortune. Om. Oriana !

Mir. Fortune! has she not given me mine? Ori. In this disguise, I resolved to follow you my life, estate, my all, and, what is more, her abroad; counterfeited that letter, that got me virtuous self? Virtue, in this so advantageous into your service; and so, by this strange turn of life, has her own sparkling charms, more temptfate, I became the instrument of your preserva- ing far than glittering gold or glory. Behold the tion. Few common servants would have had such foil-{Pointing to Lamorce)—ihat sets this cunning; my love inspired me with the meaning brightness off!--[To Oriana.)--Here view the of your message, because my concern for your pride-[TO ORIANA)--and scandal of the made me suspect your company.

To LAMORCE].— There—[TO LAMORCE.)--the Dur. Mirabell, you're caught.

false meteor, whose deluding light leads mankind Mir. Caught! I scorn the thought of imposi- to destruction; here---[ To Oriana)-the bright tion; the tricks and artful cnnning of the sex lshining star, that guides to a security of happihave despised, and broke through all contrivance. ness; a garden, and a single she-[ To Oriana) Caught! no, 'tis my voluntary act; this was no - was our first father's bliss; the tempter-[To human stratagem; but by my providential stars Lamorce.}-and to wander was his curse. designed to shew the dangers wandering youth What liberty can be so tempting there? incurs by the pursuit of an unlawful love, to

(To LAMORCE. plunge me headlong in the snares of vice, and As a soft, virtuous, am'rous bondage here? then to free me by the hands of virtue : here, on

[To Oriana. my knecs, I humbly beg my fair preserver's par

[Exeunt omnes.

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