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chair; I'll assure you, Donna Victoria, I don't grúdge a little trouble for the sake of good manners.
[Places another Chair. Lor. Voi cette motto gentile. (Courtesies.
Ped. Yes, I sit on my seat genteelly—I find I understand a good deal of Italian-Now to court her, hem! hem! what shall I say? Hang it, I wish my master had gone through the whole business, to the very drawing of the curtains.--I believe I ought to kneel though--[Aside.-Kneels.]-Oh, you most beautiful goddess, you angelic angel ! [Repeats.
For you, my fair, I'd be a rose,
I'd print on yours, if sealing-wax.
My only life, you'll be my death. (Rises, Well said, little Pedrillo ! [Wipes his Knees.
Lor. There is something in Don Fernando's passion extremely tender, though romantic and extravagant.
Ped. Oh, for some sweet sounds, signora! if you'll sing me a song, I'll stay and hear it, I'm so civil.
Lor. With pleasure, sir.
Prythee leave me,
After other beauties running,
Show where points the inclination.
A Gallery of the Castle:
Enter FERNANDO, ALPHONSO, and Victoria.
Don Fer. Give me joy, Alphonso; Father Benedick, in this dear and wished-for union, has this moment made me the happiest of mankind.
Don Alph. Then, it is certain all you have told me of my Victoria?
Vict. True, indeed, Alphonso, that name really belongs to me.
Don Alph. No matter, as neither lineage, name, or fortune, caught my heart, let her forfeit all, she is still dear to her Alphonso.
Don Fer. Courage, Alphonso I'll answer you shall be no exception to the general joy of this happy night.
Don Alph. Happy, indeed, if blest with my Lo
Come, ye hours, with bliss replete,
A View of the Outside of the Castle, with Moat and
Enter Don CÆSAR and SPADO.
Dor Cæsar. Lucky, she knows me only by that name,
(Aside. Spado. A love-affair, hey, -Oh, sly!
Don Cæsar. Hush! Mind you let us all in by the little wicket in the east rampart.
Spado. I'll let you in, captain, and a banditti is like a cat, where the head can get in, the body will follow.
Don Cæsar. Soft! Letting down the drawbridge for me now may attract observation. [Looks out.] Yonder I can get across the moat.
Spado. But, captain ! (Calling.] My dear captain ! If you fall into the water, you may take cold, my dear sir, I wish you were at the bottom, with a stone about your neck!
AIR XX.—DON CÆSAR.
Fetter'd lies in downy sleep;
Then our careful watch we keep,
Gates are burr'd, a vain resistance !
Silence, or you meet your fate ;
[Exit Don CÆSAR.
Spado. I see how this is--our captain's to carry off the lady, and my brethren all the booty, what's left for me then? No, devil a bit they'll give meOh, I must take care to help myself in time-Got nothing yet, but that portmanteau, a few silver spoons, and tops
pepper-castors; let's see, I've my tools here still—[ Takes out Pistols.] Egad, I'll try and secure a little before these fellows come, and make a general sweep-Eh, [Looks out.] My made-up Fernando!
[Retires, Enter PEDRILLO. Ped. He! he! he! Yes, my master has certainly married the little nunnery.girl:–Ha! ha! ha! Al. phoriso to demand satisfaction of me! no, no, Don Fernando is a master for the gentlemen, I am a man for the ladies.
AIR XXI.- PEDRILLO.
A soldier I am for a lady,
When face to face,
Her chamber the place,
's curse, my dear lasses, I'm ready
For the crack of your fan,
Your bobbins may beat up a row-de-dow,
The challenge in love,
I take up the glove,
Spado. (Advances.] That's a fine song, signor:
[Offers, and SPADO takes. Spado. Now, signor, you'll please to discharge my little bill.
Ped. Bill! I don't owe you any
Spado. Yes, you do, sir; recollect, didn't you ever hire any thing of me? *Ped. Me! no !
Spado. Oh, yes; I lent you the use of my two fine ears, to hear your song, and the use of my most ca. pital nose, to snuff up your macquabah.
Ped. Eh! what the deuce, do you hire out your senses and organs, and
Spado. Yes, and if you don't instantly pay the hire, I'll strike up a symphonia on this little barrel
[Shows a Pistol. Ped. Hold, my dear sir-there--[Gives Money.] I refuse to pay my debts !-Sir, I'm the most punctual [Frightenedo) But if you please, rather than hire them again, I'd chuse to buy your fine nose, and your capital ears, out and out.
Spado. Hark ye! (In a low Tone:] You owe your Donship to a finesse of mine, so mention this, and you are undone, sirrah!
Ped. Sir! [Frightened.] Dear sir! [SPADO presents Pistol.)-Oh, lord, sir !
·(Exit. Spado. I suspect presently this house will be too hot for me, yet the devil tempts me strongly to ven. ture in once more. If I could but pick up a few