man, who scorned even the shadow of dishonour, and thou shalt sit rent-free for a twelvemonth. Sir Harry. Come, shan't we all salute?-With your leave, my lord, I'll Lady S. Sir Harry! Lord A. Theod. AIR. Yield who will to forms a martyr, Eas'd of doubts and fears presaging, Sir Harry. Dad, but this is wondrous pretty, Patty. Tho' I scarce know what to say. My example is a rare one; But the cause may be divin'd: Giles. Oh! may each accomplish'd fair one, Laugh'd at, slighted, circumvented, For his follies in a sheet. But my wrongs go unresented, Since the fates have thought them meet: This good company contented, All my wishes are complete. ADDITIONAL AIRS, SOMETIMES INTRODUCED. ACT THE SECOND. GILES. Gadzooks! there's such gig, and nice rig, on the lawn, Hou 'twill mortify she! Then I'll bet twenty pound, That the whole village round, Cannot show such a couple as Patty and me. For you the sweetest flowers 1 chose, See here the wreath I've wove; Of this a chaplet I'll compose, And crown you queen of love. Though Jemmy so supple, And Jenny so taper, Because they can caper; Poll jigs it with Roger, Though Tim of the valley, Though spruce Davy Dumble, Yet you and I'll dance, for a crown or a guinea, FANNY. The fields were gay, Our gang of gipsies seated, Upon the grass, Both lad and lass, By you we all were treated. Young chicken, geese, With ducks and pease, The best of cheer, You gave us then in plenty. 'Twas all to cheat poor silly Fan, And pilfer that same jewel; You're sworn to me, you perjur'd man, |