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to forty, I’m resolved to please myself, and from thence, upwards, I’ll humour the world. Y. Mir. Ha! has has I rejoice in your good fortune, with all my heart! Lam, O, now I think on't, Mr Mustapha, you have got the finest ring there, I could scarcely believe it right; pray let me see it. Y. Mir. Hum ! Yes, madam, 'tis—'tis right—but —but—but—but—but it was given me by my mother—an old family ring, madam—an old-fashioned, family ring. Lam. Ay, sir!—If you can entertain yourself for a moment, I’ll wait on you immediately. [Erit. Y. Mir, Certainly the stars have been in a strange intriguing humour, when I was born.—Ay, this night should I have had a bride in my arms, and that I should like well enough But what should I have tomorrow night? The same. And what next night 2 The same. And what next night? The very same: Soup for breakfast, soup for dinner, soup for supper, and soup for breakfast again—But here’s variety.

I love the fair, who freely gives her heart,
That's mine by ties of nature, not of art;
Who boldly owns whate'er her thoughts indite,
And is too modest for a hypocrite.

[LAMoRCE appears at the Door; as he runs towards her, Four BRAvoes step in before her. He starts back.

She comes, she comes—Hum, hum—Bitch—Murdered, murdered, to be sure | The cursed strumpet! To make me send away my servants—Nobody near me ! These cut-throats always-make sure work.—What shall I do? I have but one way. Are these gentlemen your relations, madam Lam. Yes, sir. . Y. Mir, Gentlemen, your most humble servant;sir, your most faithful; yours, sir, with all my heart; your most obedient—Come, gentlemen, [Salutes all round..] please to sit—no ceremony—next the lady, pray, sir. | \ Lam. Well, sir, and how d'ye like my friends [They all sit. Y. Mir. O, madam, the most finished gentlemen; I was never more happy in good company in my life. I suppose, sir, you have travelled i Bra. Yes, sir. Y. Mir. Which way, may I presume? | Bra. In a western barge, sir. . Y. Mir. Ha! has has very pretty! facetious pretty gentleman - Lam. Ha! has has sir, you have got the prettiest ring upon your finger there— Y. Mir. Ah! Madam, 'tis at your service, with all my heart | [Offering the Ring. Lam. By no means, sir, a family ring ! [Takes it. Y. Mir. No matter, madam. Seven hundred pound, by this light! [Aside. 2 Bra. Pray, sir, what's o'clock 2 Y. Mir. Hum ! Sir, I have left my watch at home. 2 Bra. I thought I saw the string of it just now. Y. Mir, Ods my life, sir, I beg your pardon, here it is l—but it don't go. [Putting it up. Lam. O, dear sir, an English watch Tompion's, I presume 2 Y. Mir. D'ye like it, madam No ceremony—’tis at your service, with all my heart and soul!—Tompion's Hang ye! - [Aside. 1 Bra. But, sir, above all things, I admire the fashion and make of your sword hilt Y. Mir. I’m mighty glad you like it, sir! 1 Bra. Will you part with it, sir? Y. Mir. Sir, I wont sell it. 1 Bra. Not sell it, sir!

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Y. Mir. No, gentlemen, but I’ll bestow it, with all my heart | [Offering it. 1 Bra. O sir, we shall rob you ! Y. Mir. That you do I’ll be sworn 1 [Aside.]—I have another at home; pray, sir, Gentlemen, you're too modest—have I any thing else that you fancy – Sir, will you do me a favour? [To the First BRAvo.] I am extremely in love with that hat which you wear; will you do me the favour to change with me? 1 Bra. Lookye, sir, this is a family hat, and I would not part with it, but if you like it—[They change Hats.]—I want but a handsome pretence to quarrel with him—Some wine! Sir, your good health. [Pulls MIRABEL by the Nose. Y. Mir. Oh, sir, your most humble servant! a pleasant frolic enough, to drink a man’s health, and pull him by the nose 1 has has has the pleasantest, pretty-humoured gentleman Lam. Help the gentleman to a glass. [MIRABEL drinks. 1 Bra. How d'ye like the wine, sir? Y. Mir. Very good o'the kind, sir:-But I tell ye what, I find we are all inclined to be frolicsome, and *egad, for my own part, I was never more disposed to be merry; let’s make a night on’t, ha!—This wine is pretty, but I have such burgundy at home ! Lookye, gentlemen, let me send for half a dozen flasks of my burgundy, I defy France to match it;-'twill make us all life, all air; pray, gentlemen. 2 Bra. Eh Shall us have his burgundy ? 1 Bra. Yes,’faith, we'll have all we can; here, call up the gentleman's servant.—[Erit FootMAN.] What think you, Lamorce : Lam. Yes, yes—Your servant is a foolish country boy, sir, he understands nothing but innocence. * Y. Mir, Ay, ay, madam.—Here, page,

Enter ORIANA.

Take this key, and go to my butler, order him to send half a dozen flasks of the red burgundy, marked a thousand; and be sure you make haste, I long to entertain my friends here; my very good friends. Omnes. Ah! dear sir. 1 Bra. Here, child, take a glass of wine—Your master and I have changed hats, honey, in a frolic.— Where had you this pretty boy, honest Mustapha : Oriana. Mustapha! Y. Mir. Out of Picardy—this is the first errand he has made for me, and if he does it right, I will encourage him. • . Oriana. The red burgundy, sir! Y. Mir. The red, marked a thousand, and be sure you make . Oriana. I shall, sir. [Erit. 1 Bra. Sir, you were pleased to like my hat, have you any fancy for my coat?—Lookye, sir, it has served a great many honest gentlemen very faithfully. Y. Mir. The insolence of these dogs is beyond their cruelty [Aside. Lam. You're melancholy, sir. . Y. Mir. Only concerned, madam, that I should have no servant here but this little boy—he'll make some confounded blunder, I’ll lay my life on’t; I would not be disappointed of my wine for the uniVerse. Lam. He'll do well enough, sir; but supper's ready; will you please to eat a bit, sir? Y. Mir. O, madam, I never had a better stomach in my life. Lam. Come, then, we have nothing but a plate of SOUp, so }. Mir. Ah! the marriage soup I could dispense with now. [Aside.—Erit, handing the Lady. 2 Bra. Shall we dispatch him * 3 Bra. To be sure; I think he knows me. 1 Bra. Ay, ay, dead men tell no tales; I han’t the confidence to look a man in the face, after I have done him an injury, therefore we'll murder him. - [Ereunt.

scene III,

Old MIRABEl’s House.

Enter DURETEte.

Dur. My friend has forsaken me, I have abandoned my mistress, my time lies heavy upon my hands, aad my money burns in my pocket—But now I think on't, my myrmidons are upon duty to-night; I’ll fairly stroll down to the guard, and nod away the night with my honest lieutenant, over a flask of wine, a story, and a pipe of tobacco. [Going off, BisaRRE meets him. Bis. Who comes there 2 stand 1 Dur. Heyday, now she’s turned dragoon : Bis. Lookye, sir, I’m told you intend to travel again.—I design to wait upon you as far as Italy. Dur. Then I'll travel into Wales. Bis. Wales | What country's that: Dur. The land of mountains, child; where you’re never out of the way, 'cause there’s no such thing as a highroad. Bis. Rather, always in a highroad, because you travel all upon hills; but be’t as it will, I'll jog along with you. Dur. But we intend to sail to the East Indies. Bis. East, or West, 'tis all one to me: I'm tight and light, and the fitter for sailing. Dur. But suppose we take through Germany, and drink hard P - -

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