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LOVE for LO V E.



Acted at the

THEATRE in Little-Lincoln's-Inn-Fields,


His Majesty's Servants.

Written by Mr. CONGREVE.

Nudus agris, nudus nummis paternis,
Insanire parat certa ratione modoque. Hor.


Printed for Jacob Tonson: And Sold by R. Wellington,
G. Strahan, and B. Lintott.


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To the Right Honourable CHARLES Earl of Dorset and Middlesex, Lord Chamberlain of His Majesty's Houshold, and Knight

of the Most Noble Order of the Garter, &c.


Young Poet is liable to the fame Vanity and Indiscre-

tion with a Young Lover; and the Great Man that

smiles upon one, and the Fine Woman that looks kindly upon t'other, are each of 'em in Danger of having the Favour publish'd with

the first Opportunity. But there may be a different Motive, which will a little distinguish the Offenders

. For tho' one should have a Vania ty in ruining another’s Reputation, yet the other may only have an Ambition to advance his own. And I beg leave, my Lord, that I may plead the latter, both as the Cause and Excuse of this Dedication.

Whoever is King, is also the Father of his Country; and as no Body can dispute Your Lordship’s Monarchy in Poetry ; so all that are concern'd, ought to acknowledge Your Universal Patronage: And it is only presuming on the Privilege of a Loyal Subject, that I have ventur'd to make this my Address of Thanks to your Lordship, which at the same time includes a Prayer for Your Protection.

I am not ignorant of the Common Form of Poetical Dedications, which are generally made up of Panegyricks, where the Authors endeavour to distinguish their Patrons, by the shining Characters they give them above other Men. But that, my Lord, is 'not my Business at this time, nor is Your Lordship now to be distinguish’d. I am contented

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The Dedication. with the Honour I do my self in this Epistle, without the Vanity of attempting to add to, or explain Your Lordship's Character.

I confess it is not without some struggling, that I behave my self in this Case as I ought: For it is very hard to be pleased with a Subject, and yet forbear it. But I chufe rather to follow Pliny's Precept, than his Example, when in his Panegyrick to the Emperor Trajan, he says,

Nec minus confiderabo quid aures ejus pati

possint, quam quid virtutibus debeatur. I hope I may be excus'd the Pedantry of a Quotation, when it is so justly apply’d. Here are some Lines in the Print, (and which Your Lordship read before this Play was Acted) that were omitted on the Stage; and particularly one whole Scene in the Third Act, which not only helps the Design forward with less Precipitation, but also heightens the ridiculous Character of Forefight, which indeed seems to be maim'd without it. But I found

my self in great Danger of a long Play, and was glad to help it where I could. Tho' notwithstanding my Care, and the kind Reception it had from the Town, I could heartily wish it yet Thorter: But the Number of different Characters represented in it, would have been too much crowded in less room,

This Reflection on Prolixity, (a Fault for which scarce any one Beauty will attone) warns me not to be tedious now, and detain Your Lordship any longer with the Trifles of,

Tour Lordship's most Obedient,

and most Humble Servant,

William Congreye.




The Opening of the New Play-House, propos’d to be

Spoken by Mrs. Bracegirdle in Man's Cloaths.

Sent from an unknown Hand.


with her Hands

Ustom, which every where bears mighty Sway,
Brings me to

the Orator to Day:
But Women, you will say, are ill at Speeches,
'Tis true, and therefore I appear in Breeches :
Not for Example to you City-Wives,
That by Prescription's settled for your Lives.
Was it for Gain the Husband first consented?
O yes, their Gains are mightily augmented: Making Horns
And yet, methinks, it must have cost fome Strife:7 over her Head.
A Passive Husband, and an A&tive Wife!
'Tis aukward, very aukward, by my Life.
But to my Speech. Assemblies of all Nations
Still are suppos’d to open with Orations
Mine fall begin, to shew our Obligations.

you, our Benefa&tors, lowly Bowing, Whose Favours have prevented our Undoing; A long Egyptian Bondage we endur’d, "Till Freedom, by your Justice, ve procur’d: Our Taskmasters were grown fuch very Jews, We must at length have Play'd in Wooden Shaos, Had not your Bounty taught us to refuse



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