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cer; I was a little too free in speaking my told his neighbours he loved her never the mind to him.

worse ; but he was resolved she should never Hyp. Don't you think of serving again, sir? know it. Trap. If a good post falls in my way, Hyp. Did she use him so very ill ?

Hyp. I believe I could help you. – Pray, Trap. Like a jade. sir, when you served last, did you

Flora. How d'ye do now? [ Apart or wages?

Hyp. I don't know - methinks I-[Aparl] Trap. Pay, sir!-Yes, sir, I was paid, clear'd But sure! What! was she not handsome, say ye? subsistence and arrears to a farthing,

Trap. A devilish tongue. Hyp. And your late commander's name was- Hyp. Was she ugly? Trap. Don Philip de las Torres,

Flora. Ay, say that at your peril

. [Aside. Hyp. Of Seville?"

Hyp. What was she? 'How did she look? Trap. Of Seville.

Trap. Look! Why, faith, the woman look'd Hyp. Sir, your most humble servant. You very well when she had a blush in her face. need not be curious; for I am sure you don't Hyp. Did she often blush ? know me, though I do you, and your condi- Trup. I never saw her. tion; which I dare promise you I'll mend upon Flora. How d'ye like the picture, madam? our better acquaintance. And your first step

Apart to deserve it, is to answer me honestly to a Hyp. I am as humble as an offending lover. few questions: keep your assurance still; it

Apart. may do me service, I shall like you better for

Re-enter Host. it: come, here's to encourage you.

Host. Gentlemen, your dinner's upon table. [Gives him Money


. Trap. Sir, my bumble service to you. Hyp. That's well! Come, sir, at dinner I'll Hyp. Well said.

give you further instructions how you may Flora. Nay, I'll pass my word be shan't serve yourself and me. dwindle into modesty.

Trap. Come, sir.

[To Flora. Trap. I never heard a gentleman talk better Flora. Nay, dear sir, no ceremony. in my life. I have seen such a sort of face Trap. Sir, your very humble servant. before, but where—I don't know, nor I don't [As they are going, Hypolita stops them. care. It's your glass, sir.

Hyp. Come back; here's one I don't care Hyp. Grammercy! here, cousin! [Drinks should see me. to Flora] Come, now, what made don Philip Trap. Sir, the dinner will be cold. turn you out of his service? Why did you Hyp. Do you eat it hol then; we are not leave him?

hungry. Trap. 'Twas time, I think; his wits had left Trap. Sir, your humble servant again. (Ezil

. him-tbe man was mad.

Flora. You seem concern'd; who is it? Hyp. Mad!!

Hyp. My brother Octavio, as I live-Come Trap. Ay, stark mad-in love.

[They retire. Hyp. In love! How pray? Trap: Very deep-up to the ears, over head,

Enler Octavio and a Servant. drown'd by this time, he would in- I would Oct. Jasper, run immediately to Rosara's have had him stopp'd when he was up to the woman, tell her I am just come to town, slip middle.

that note into her hand, and stay for an answer. Hyp. What was she he was in love with ? Flora. 'Tis he.

[-Apart to Hypolita. Trap. The devil! Hyp. So! now for a very ugly likeness of

Re-enter Host, conducting Don Philip, my own face. What sort of a devil? [Aside. Host. Here, sir, please to walk this way. Trap. The damning sort-a woman. Flora. And don Philip, by Jupiter! (Apart, Hyp. Had she no name?

Don P. When my servant comes, send Trap. Her Christian name was donna Hy- him to me immediately, polita: but her proper name was Shittlecock. Host. Yes, sir. Flora. How d'ye like that?

Hyp. Nay, then it's time for us to make [ Apart to Hypolita. ready-Allons! Hyp. Pretty well. [Apari] Was she band- [.Apart. Exeunt Hypolita and Flora. some?

Oct. Don Philip! Trap. Umph!-so, so!

Don P. Dear Octavio ! Flora. How d'ye like that? [ Apart Oct. Wbat lucky point of the compass could Hyp. Umph!--so, so! [Apart] Had she wit? blow us upon one another so ? Trap. Sometimes.

Don P. Faith! a wind very contrary to my Hyp. Good humour?

inclination: but the worst I see blows some Trap. Very seldom,

good; I am overjoy'd to see you. But wbat Hyp. Proud ?

makes you so far from the army? Trap. Ever.

Oct. 0, friend, such an unfortunate occaHyp. Was she honest ?

sion, yet such a lucky discovery! such a mis. Trap. Very proud.

ture of joy and torment no poor dog upon Hyp. What!' had she no good qualities? earth was ever plagued with. Trop. Faith! I don't remember 'em. Don P. Unriddie, pray. Hyp. Hah! d'ye think she loved him ? Oct. Don't you remember, about six months Trap. If she did, 'twas as the cobler loved ago, I wrote you word of a dear, delicious, Hyp. How was that?

[his wife. sprightly creature, that I had bombarded for Trap. Why he beat her thrice a day, and a wbole summer to no purpose ?

this way.

amaze me.



Don P. I remember.
1(she loving you), my friendship and my

hoOct. That same silly, stubborn, charming nour would oblige me to desist. angel now capitulates.

Oct. That's generous indeed! But still you Don P. Then she's taken.

Are you quite broke off with my Od. I can't tell that; for you must know, sister? I hope she has given you no ber perfidious father, contrary to his treaty to forget her ? with me, and her inclination, is going to- Don P. The most severe that ever beauty Don P. Marry her to another?

printed in the heart of man, a coldness unacOut Of a better estate than mine, it seems. countable to sense. There's ber express; read it.

Oct. Pshaw! dissembled.

Don P. I can't think it; lovers are soon FLYPOLITA, FLORA, and TRAPPANTI, appear flattered into hope; but she appeared to in the Balcony.

indifferent to so nice a point, that she has Flora. Trappanti, there's your old master. ruined me without the trouble of resolving it.

[Apart. Oct. For all her usage of you, I'll be racked Trap. Ay, I know him again: but I may if she did not love you. chance to tell him he did not know a good Don P. I rather think she hated me: howservant when he had him.

[-Apart. ever, now 'tis past, and I must endeavour to Don P. [Reads] My father has concluded think no more of her. a match for me with one I never saw, and Oct. Then you are determined to marry intends in two days to perfect it; the gen- this other lady? teman is expected every hour. In the mean Don P. That's my business to Madrid. time, if you know any friend that has a Trap. Which shall be done to your hand. better title to me, advise him forthwith to

[Apart. put in his claim: I am almost out of my Don P. Besides, I am now obliged by contract. senses; which you'll easily believe, when I Oct. Then (though she be my sister) may tell you, if such a one should make haste, some jealous, old, ill-natured dog revenge your I shan't have time to refuse him any thing. quarrel to her. Hip. How's this?

(Apart. Don P. Come, forget it. Don P. No name.

[E.reunt Hypolita, Flora, and Trappanti. Ort She never would trust it in a letter. Oct. With all my heart; let's go in and

Flora. If this should be don Philip's mis- drink your new mistress's health. When do less!

[-Apart. you visit her? Trap. Sir, you may take my word it is; I Don P. I intended it immediately; but an know ibe lady, and what the neighbours say unlucky accident bas hinder'd me; one of my of ber.

[Apart. servants fell sick upon the road, so that I am DAP. What will you do in this case ? forced to make shilt with one, and he is the

01. That I don't yet know; I have just most negligent, soltish rogue in nature, has seal ms servant to tell her I am come to town, left the portmanteau, where all my writings and beg an opportunity to speak with her: 1 and letters of concern are, behind him at the lons to see her: 1 warrant the poor fool will last town we lay, so that I can't properly visit be s. soft and humble, now she's in a fright. the lady or her father till I am able to assure

Don P. What will you propose at your them who I am. meeling ber?

Oct. Why don't you go back yourself to Oct. I don't know, may be another meet- see for 'em? ms: at least it will come to a kind look, a Don P. I have sent my servant; for I am kiss, good by, and a sigh!-ab! if I can but really tired: I was loath to appear too much persuade ber to run away with me.

concern'd for 'em, lest the rascal should think Dr P. Consider!

it worth his while to run away with 'em. Oct Ah! so I do; what a pleasure 'twould Br to have ber steal out of her bed in a sweet,

Re-enter a Servant to OctavIO. moonshiny night! to hear her come pat, pat, Oct. Ilow now ? 2, aling in her slippers, with nothing but a Sero. Ilere's an answer, sir. [Gives a Letter.

suik night-gown loose about her ; 'and in Oct. My dear friend, I beg a thousand son tempting dress to have her jump into my dons, I must leave you this minute; the anns breathless with fear.

creature has sent for me; I am a soldier, you Din P. Octavio, I envy thee; thou art the know, and orders must be obey’d; when I kappiest man in thy temper —

come off duty, I'll immediately wait upon you. dri. And thou art the most alter'd I ever

[To Don Philip. Eaer prythee what makes thee so much upon Don P. You'll find me here, or hear of me: Lize ham-drum?? Well, are my sister and adieu. [Exit Octavio] flere, house!

ora cume lo a right understanding yet? When 3 you marry ?

Re-enter Host. Don P. My condition, Octavio, is very much Pr’ythee see if my, servant be come yet. 1 your mistress's: she is going to marry Host. I believe he is, sir; is he noi in blue? se man she never saw, and † the woman. Don P. Ay, where is the sol?

Oct 'Sdeath! you make me tremble: I hope Host. Just refreshing himself with a glass has not my mistress.

at the gate. Du P. Thy mistress! that were an idle Don P. Pray tell the gentleman I'd speak ar; Madrid's a wide place. — Or if it were with him. [Exit Host] In all the necessaries

of life there is not a greater plague than ser* Welancholy.

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Enter Soto, drunk.

Odso! I had like to have forgol-Here, bouse! Soto. Did you please to-such!- call, sir? a bason and washball-I've å razor about me. Don P. What's the reason, blockhead, 1-Hey!

[Knocks. must always wait upon you thus?

Hyp. What's the matter? Solo. Sir, I did not know any thing of it :- Trap. Sir, you are not shaved: 1-1--came as soon as you se-se-se-sent Hyp. Shaved!

Trap. Ever while you live, sir, go with a Don P. And why not without sending, sir? smooth chin to your mistress. Hey! [Knocks. Did you think I expected no answer to the Hyp. This puppy does so plaguc me with business I sent you about?

his impertinence, I shall laugh out, and disSoto. Yes, sir-I did think you would be cover myself.

[ Aside. willing-that is—to have an account—so I staid Trap. Why, Diego!

[Knocks. to take a glass at the door, because I would Hyp. Pshaw! pr’ythec don't stand fooling, not be out of the way--huh!

we're in haste. Don P. You are drunk, rascal-where's the Flora. Ay, ay, shave another time. portmanteau?

Trap. Nay, what you please, sir; your Soto, Sir, I am here-if you please, I'll give beard is not much, you may wear it to-day. you the whole acconnt how the matter is--huh!

[Taking her by the Chin. Don P. Speak, villain. [Strikes him.

Flora. Ay, and to-morrow too: pray, sir, Soto. I will, sir, as soon as I can put my will you see the coach ready, and put in the words into an intelligible order; I an't run- things? ning away, sir.

Trap. Sir, I'll see the coach ready, and put Don P. To the point, sirrah !

in the things.

[Edit. Soto. Not of your sword, dear sir.

Flora. Come, madam, courage; now let's Don P. Sirrah, be brief, or I'll murder you: do something for the honour of our sex, give where's the portmanteau ?

a proof of our parls, and tell mankind we Soto. Sir, as I hope to breathe, I made all can contrive, fatigue, bustle, and bring about the strictest search in the world, and drank at as well as the best of 'em. every house upon the road, going and coming, Hyp. Well said, Flora: for the honour of and ask'd about it; and so at last

, as I was our sex be it then, and let the grave dons coming, within a mile of the town here, I think themselves as wise as they please; bun found then

nature knows there goes more wit to the maDon P. What?

nagement of some amours, than the hardest Soto. That it must certainly be lost. point in politics.

Don P. Dog! d’ye think this must satisfy Therefore to men th' affair of state's confin'd, me?

[Beats him. Wisely to us the state of love's assign'a, Solo. Lord, sir, you won't hear reason- As love's the weightier business of mankind.) Are you sure you han't it about you? - If I

[Ereunt. know any thing of it, I wish I may be burnt.

ACT II. Don P. Villain! your life can't make me sa

SCENE I.—Don MANUEL'S House. tisfaction.

Solo. No, sir, that's hard-a man's life can't Enter RosaRA and VILETTA. ---for my parl-I-I

Vil. Hear reason. Don P. 'Why do I vent my rage against a Ros. Talk of Octavio then. sot, a clod of earth ? I should accuse myself Vil. How do you know but the gentleman for trusting him.

your father designs you for, may prove as Solo. Sir

pretty a fellow as he? if you should happen Don P. Be dumb !

to like him as well. Soto. Abuh! Yes.

Ros. Do you expect Octavio should thank Don P. If this rascal had stole it, sure he you for this? -would not have venlured to come back again Vil

. The gentleman is no fool. -I am confounded! Neither don Manuel nor Ros. He'll hate any one that is not, a friend his daughter know me, nor any of his family. to his love. If I should not visit him till I can receive fresh Vil. Hang 'em, say I: but can't one quench letters from my father, he'll in the mean time the thirst without jumping into the river? Is think himself affronted by my neglect-What there no difference between cooling and drown sball I do? Suppose I go and tell him my ing? If Octavio must be the man, I

say, let misfortune, and beg his patience till we can don Philip be the husband. bear again from Seville. “I must think! Hey, Ros. I tell you, fool, I'll have no man bui Soto!


. a husband, and no husband but Octavio: wher: Soto. I had rather bought a portmanteau you find all am weary of him; till give you out of my own pocket, than had' such a life leave to talk to me of somebody else about it. [Exit. Vil. In vain, I see.- I ha' done,


one must have time to be wise; but ia the Re-enter Hypolita, Flora, and TRAPPANTI. mean while what do

ye resolve? Trap. Hold, sir, let me touch up your fore- not to marry don Philip. top!) a little.

Ros. I don't know what I shall Hyp. Well, Trappanti, you know your bu- see Octavio; when did he say he siness; and if I marry the lady, you know my

Vil. Oh! I dare not tell you, madam. promise too.

Ros. Why? Trap. Sir, I shall remember 'em both- Vil. I am bribed to the contrary. 1) Fore.top is the hair on the fore part of the bead. Ros. By whom?


do, till would be here 1. Octavio! be just now sent me this seem wicked: hussy, you shall consess for lovely piece of gold, not to tell you what time her; I'll have her send her sins by you, you be would be here.

know 'em, I'm sure ; but I'll know what the Ros. Nay then, Vilella, here are two pieces friar has got out of her.—Save you, father. that are twice as lovely; tell me when I shall

Oct. Bless you, son. see him.

Don M. How now, what's become of father Til. Cmph! these are lovely pieces indeed. Benedict? Why is not be here?

[Smiling Vil. Sir, he is not well, and so desired this Ros. When, Viletta?

gentleman, his brother here, to officiate for him. Fil. Hare you no more of 'em, madam? Don M. He seems very young for a con

Ros. Psbaw! there, take purse and all; will fessor. that content thee?

Vil. Ay, sir! he has not been long at it. Fil. O! dear madam, I should be uncon- Oct. Nor don't desire to be long in it; I scionable to desire more; but really I was hope I understand it well enough to make a willing to bave 'em all first. [Courtesying. fool of my old don here.

[Aside. Ros. When will be come?

Don M. Well, sir! how do you find the 11. Why the poor gentleman has been pulse of iniquity beat there? What sort of hantering about the house this quarter of an sin has she most stomach to? bour; but I did not observe, madam, you Oct. Why truly, sir, we have all frailties, were willing to see him, till you had con- and your daughter has had most powerful vinced me by so plain a proof.

icmptations. Ros. Where's my father?

Don M. Nay, the devil bas been very busy Til Fast asleep in the great chair. with her these two days. Ros. Fetch him in then before he wakes. Oct. She has told me a most lamentable story. Til. Let him wake, bis habit will protect him. Don M. Ten to one but this lamentable Rob. His habit!

story proves a most damnable lie. Fil. Ay, madam, he's turn'd friar to come Oct. Indeed, son, I find by her confession, at you: if your father surprises us, I have a that you are much to blame for your tyranlie ready to back bim-Hist, Octavio, you may nical government of her, enier.

Don M. Hey-day! what has the jade been Enter Octavio, in a Friar's Habit.

inventing sins for me, and confessing 'em

instead of her own? Let me come-she shall Oct. After a thousand frights and fears, do be lock'd up till she repents 'em too. Here to see my dear Rosarà once again, and Oct. Son, forbear: this is now a corrobokind?

ration of your guilt: this is inhuman. Ros. What shall we do, Octavio ?

Don M. Sir, I have done: but



you (Looking kindly on him. please, let's come to the point: what are these Oct hind creature! do? why as lovers terrible cruelties that this tender lady accuses should do; wbat nobody can undo; let's run me of? away this minute, tic ourselves fast in the Oct. Nay, sir, mistake her not: she did not, cburcb-knol, and defy fathers and mothers. with any malicious design, expose your faults, Ros. And fortunes too ?

but as her own depended on 'em: her frailOct. Pshaw! we shall have it one day: ties were the consequence of your cruelty. they must leave their money behind 'em. Don M. Let's have 'em both antecedent and

Rus. Suppose you first try my father's good consequent. nature? You know he once encouraged your Oci. Why she confess'd her first maiden, addresses,

innocent affection, had long been settled upon Oct. First let's be fast married; perhaps he a young gentleman, wbose love to her you may be good-oatured when he can't belp, it; once encouraged; and after their most solemn whip a suit of nigbl-clothes into your pocket, vows of mutual faith, you have most barbarand let's march off in a body together. ously broke in upon her hopes, and to the Ros. Ah! my father.

utter ruin of her peace, contracted her to a Out. Dead!

man she never saw. IZ To your function.

Don M. Very good, I see no harm in all this.

Oct. Methinks the welfare of a daughter, Enter Don MANUEL.

sir, might be of weight enough to make you Don M. Viletta.

serious. Il Sir.

Don M. Serious! so I am, sir; what the Dan M. Where's my daughter?

devil must I needs be melancholy because 1 i Hist, don't disturb her.

have got her a good husband ? Don M. Disturb her! why what's the matter? Oct. Her melancholy, may tell you, sir, she IL Sbe's at confession, sir.

can't think him a good one. Don M. Confession! I don't like that; a Don M. Sir, I understand thinking better toung woman ought to have no sins at all. than she, and I'll make her take my word.

Til Ab! dear sir, there's no living with- Oct. What have you to object against the cut 'em,

inan she likes ? Don M. I find her aversion to the marriage Don M. The man I like! 1 bave proposed her, has put her upon dis- Oct. Suppose the unhappy youth she loves

bediest thoughts: there can be no confession should throw himself distracted at your feet, inbout guilt.

and try to melt you into pity. Fil. Nor no pardon, sir, without confession. Don M. Ay! That's if he can. Don M. Fiddle faddle! I won't bave her Oct. You would not, sir, refuse to hear bim


Don M. Sir, I shall not refuse him any that offers at Rosara's love shall have one virthing; that I am sure will signify nothing. tue, courage, at least; I'll be bis proof of that,

Oct. Were you one moment to reflect upon and ere he steps before me, force him to dethe pangs which separated lovers feel, were serve ber.

[Exit Octacio. nature dead in you, that thought might Don M. Ah! poor fellow! he's mad now, wake her.

and does not know what he would be at:Don M. Sir, when I am ask'd to do a thing But, however, 'twill be no harm to provide I have not a mind to do, my nature sleeps against him-Who waits there? like a top?).

Enter a Servant. Oct. Then I must tell you, sir, this obsti- Run you for an alguazile, and bid your fellows gacy obliges me, as a churchman, to put you arm themselves, 1 expect mischief at my door in mind of your duty: and to let you know immediately: is Octavio offers any disturbance, too, you ought to pay more reverence to our knock him down, and bring him before me. order.

[Erit Scroant, Don M. Sir, I am not afraid of the sin of Vil. Hist! don't I hear my mistress's voice? marrying my daughter to the best advantage: Ros. [Within] Viletta! and so if you please, father, you may walk Vil. Here! here, madam-bless me, wbat's this? home again—when any thing lies upon my (Viletla listens at the Closet Door, and conscience I'll send for you.

Rosarc thrusts a Billet to her through Oct. Nay then, 'tis time to claim a lover's the Key-hole. right, and to tell you, sir, the man that dares Ha! a billei - 10 Octavio-a-hem. to ask Rosara from me is a villain.

[Puts it into her Bosom. [Throws off his disguise. Don M. How now, hussy; what are you Vil. So! here will be fine work! [Aside. fumbling about that door for? Don M. Octavio! the devil!

Vil. Nothing, sir; I was only peeping to Oct. You'll find me one, unless you do me see if my mistress had done prayers yet. speedy justice: since not the bonds of honour, Don M. Ob! she had as good let 'em alone, nature, nor submissive reason can oblige you, for she shall never come out, 'till she has I am reduced to take a surer, shorter way, stomach enough to fall to upon the man I and force you to be just. I leave you, sir, have provided for her. But hark you, Mrs. to think on't. (Walks about angrily. Modesty, was it you, pray

that let in Don M. Ab! here's a confessor! ah! that that able comforter for my babe of grace jade of mine-and that other jade of my jade's there? -here has been rare doings! –Well! it shan't Vil. Yes, sir, I let him in. [Pertly. hold long, madam shall be noosed to-morrow Don M. Did you so ?— Ha! then if you morning-Ha! sir's in a great passion here, please, madam - 'Il let you out-go-go-get but it won't do—those long strides, don, will a sheet of brown paper, pack up your things, never bring you the sooner to your mistress and let me never see that damn'd ugly face -Rosara! step into that closet, and fetch my of thine as long as I live. spectacles off the table there. Tum, tum! [Sings. Vil. Bless me, sir, you are in a strange Vil. I don't like the old gentleman's looks. humour, that you won't know when a servant

[Aside. does as she should do. Ros. This obstinacy of yours, my dear Don M. Thou art strangely impudent. father, you shall find runs in the family. Vil. Only the furthest from it in the world, sir. (Exit Rosara, and Don Manuel locks her in. Don M. Then I am strangely mistaken:

Don M. Tum! dum! dum! [Sings. didst not thou own just now thou let'st him in?

Oct. Sir, I would advise you, as your near- Vil. Yes, but 'twas in disguise-for I did est friend, to defer this marriage for three days. pot design you should see him, because ! Don M. Tum! tum! tum!

know you did not care my mistress should Vil. Sir, you have lock'd my mistress in.

[Pertly. Don M. Hah! Don M, Tum! dum! dum!

Vil. And I knew, at the same time, sbe Vil. If you please to lend me the key, sir, had a mind to see him. I'll let her out.

Den M. Hab! Don M. Tum! dum! dum!

Vil. And you know, sir, that the sio of Oct. Ycu might afford me at least, as I am loving him had lain upon her conscience a a gentleman, a civil answer, sir.

great while; so I thought it high time she Don M. Why then, in one word, sir, you should come to a thorough confession. shall not marry my daughter; and as you are Don M. Hah! a gentleman, I'm sure you wont think it good Vil

. So upon this, sir, as you see-1-1manners to stay in my house, when I sub- let him in; that's all. missively beg of you to walk out.

Don M. Nay, if it be so as thou say'st, he Oct. You are the father of my mistress, and was a proper confessor indeed. something, sir, too old, to answer as you l'il. Well, sir, and judge you now if my ought, this wrong; therefore I'll look for re- mistress is not beholden to me. paration where I can with bonour take it ; Don. M. Oh! extremely; but you'll go to and since you have obliged me to leave your hell, my dear, for all this; though perbaps house, I'll watch it carefully, I'll know who you'll choose that place; I think you never Jares enter it. This, sir, be sure of, the man much card for your husband's company; and 1) The children, in playing with their tops, say, when the old road. [Clash] Hark! what noise is

if I don't mistake, you sent him to heaven in 'il luins round with such velocity as to appear to stand will, that it leeps.


[Noise without. E.rit Filetta

see him.

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