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Mer. Pr'ythee read this letter, and tell me Fair. My lord, I am very well content ; think of it.

pray do not give yourself the trouble of say. Theo Heavens, 'tis a' letter from lord Aim- ing any more. worth! We are betrayed.

Ralph. No, my lord, you need not say Mer. By what means I know not.

any more. Theo. I am so frighted and flurried, that I Fair. Hold your tongue, sirrah. have scarce strength enough to read it. [Reads. Lord A. I am sorry, Patty, you have had

Sir, - It is with the greatest concern I this mortification. find that I have been unhappily the occa Pat. I am sorry, my lord, you have been sion of giving some uneasiness to you and troubled about it. miss Sycamore: be assurd, hod I been ap Fair. Well, come, children, we will not prised of your prior pretensions, and the take up his honour's time any longer; let us young lady's disposition in your favour, I be going towards home-Heaven prosper your should have been the last person to inter- lordship; the prayers of me and my family rupt your felicity. I beg, sir, you will do shall always atiend you. me the favour to come up to my house, Lord A. Miller, come back-Patty, starwhere I have already so far seliled mat Fair. Has your lordship any thing further ters, as to be able to assure you, thai every to command us? thing will go entirely to your satisfaction. Lord A. Why yes, master Fairfield, I base

Mer. Well, what do you think of it?- a word or two 'still to say 10 you-In sbort, Shall we go to the castle ?

though you are satisfied in this aflair, I am Theo. By all means: and in this very trim; not; and you seem to forget the promise I to show what we are capable of doing, if my made you, that, since I had been tbe means father and mother had not come to reason. of losing your daughter onc busband, I would

[Exeunt Mervin and Theodosia. find her another. Giles. So, there goes a couple! Icod, I be Fair. Your honour is to do as you please. lieve old Nick bas got among the people in

Lord A. What say you, Patty, will you these parts. This is as queer a thing as ever accept of a husband of my choosing? I heard of.—Master Fairlield and miss Pally, Pat. My lord, I have no determination; it seems, are gone to the castle too; where, you are the best judge how I ought to act, by what I larus from Ralph in the mill, my whatever you command, I shall obey. lord bas promised to get her a busband among Lord A. Then, Palty, there is but one perthe servants. Now set in case the wind sels son I can offer you—and I wish, for your in that corner, I have been thinking with my- sake, he was more deserving--Take meself who the plague it can be: there are no Pat, Sir! unmarried men in the family, that I do know Lord 4. From this moment our interesis of, excepting little Bob, the postillion, and are one, as our hearts; and no cartbly power master Jonathan, the butler, and he's a mal-shall ever divide us. ter of sixty or seventy years old. I'll be shot Fair. O the gracious! Pally-my lordif it beant little Bob.—[cod, I'll take the way Did I hear right?-You, sir, you marry a to the castle as well as the rest; for I'd fain child of mine! see how the nail do drive. It is well I had Lord A. Yes, my honest old man, in me wit enough to discern things, and a friend to you behold the husband designed for rour advise with, or else she would have fallen to daughter; and I am bappy, that by standing my lot.—But I have got a surfeit of going a in the place of forlune, who has alone beca courting; and burn me if I won't live a ba-wanting to her, I shall he able to set ber chelor; for when all comes to all, I see no- merit in a light where its lustre will be resthing but ill blood and quarrels among folk dered conspicuous. that are maaried.

Fair. But good, noble sir, pray consider,

don't go to put upon 1) a şilly old man: my Then hey for a frolicsome life!

daughier is uuworiby-Patty, child, why doni I'll ramble where pleasures are rise;

you speak? Strike


with the free-hearted lasses, Pai. What can I say, father? what anAnd never think more of a wise.

swer to such unlook'd-for, such unmerited, Plague on it, men are but asses, such unbounded generosity? To run after noise and strise,

Ralph. Down on your knees, and fall a Had we been together buckld;

crying 'Twould have prov'd a fine affair: [Ralph is checked by Fairfield, and they Dogs would have bark'd at the cuckold;

go up the Singe. And boys, pointing, cry'd-Look there ! Pat. Yes, sir, as my father says, consider

[Exit.-your noble friends, your relations-It must

not, cannot be SCENE IV. - A grand Apartment in LORD Lord A. It must and shall-Friends ! rela

Aimworth's House, opening to a View lions! from henceforth I have none, that will of the Garden.

not. acknowledge you; and I am sure, when Enter Lord AIMWORTH, Fairfield, Patty, they will rather admire the justice of my choice,

they become acquainted with your perfectious, and Ralph.

than wonder at its singularity. Lord A. Thus, master Fairfield, I hope I have fully satisfied you with regard to the

DUETT.-LORD AIMWORTH and PATTY. falsity of the imputation thrown upon your Lord A. My life, my joy, my blessing, daugbter and me

1) To take advantage, to deceive.



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la thee each grace possessing

Enter GILES.
All must my


approve. Giles. Ods bobs, where am I running-I Pal. To you my all is owing; beg pardon for my audacity. O! iake a heart o'erflowing

Ralph. Rip, farmer; come back, mon, come With gratitude and love.

back-Sure my lord's going to marry sister Lord .t. Thus infolding,

himself, feyther's to have a fine house, and Thus beholding,

I'm to be a captain.
Both. One to my soul so dear; Lord A. Ho, master Giles, pray walk in ;

Can there be pleasure greater? here is a lady who, I dare say, will be glad
Can there be bliss completer ? to see you, and give orders that you shall
"Tis too much to bear.

always be made welcome, Enter Sir HARRY, LADY SYCAMORE, Theo- come in the kitchen.

Ralph. Yes, farmer, you'l! always be welDOSIA, and MERVIN.

Lord A. Whal, hare you nothing to say Sir H. VVell, we have followed your lord- to your old acquaintance-Come, pray let the sbip's counsel, and made the best of a bad farmer salute you—Nay, a kiss—i insist upmarket-- So, my lord, please to know our on it. son-in-law that is to be.

Sir H. Ha, ha, ba-bem! Lord A. You do me a great deal of honour Lady S. Sir Harry, I am ready to sink at -I wish you joy, sir, with all my heart.-And the monstrousness of your behaviour. now, sir Harry, give me leave to introduce Lord A. Fie, master Giles, don't look so to you a new relation of mine- This, sir, is sheepish; you and I were rivals, but not less shortly to be my wise.

friends at present.

You have acted in this Sir H. My lord !

affair like an honest Englishman, wo scorned Lady S. Your lordship's wife!

even the shadow of disbonour, and thou sbalt Lord A. Yes, madam.

sit rent-free for a twelvemonth. Lady S. And why so, my lord?

Sir H. Come, shan't we all salule-With Lord A. Why, faith, ma'am, because I can't your leave, my lord, I'll — live bappy without her-And I think she has Lady S. Sir Harry! too many amiable, too many estimable qualities to meet with a worse fale.

Lord A. Yield who will to forms a martyr, Sir H. Well, but you are

While unaw'd by idle shame, realm; you will have all the fleerers

Pride for bappiness I barter,
Lord A. I know very well thc ridicule that

Hecdless of the millions' blame. may be thrown on a lord's marrying a mill

Thus with love my arms I quarter; er's daughter; and I own with blushes it has

Women grac'd in nature's frame, for some time had too great weight with me: Ev'ry privilege, by charter, but we should marry to please ourselves, not

Have a righi from man to claim. other people; and, on mature consideration, Theo. Eas'd of doubts and fears presaging, I can see no reproach justly merited by rais

What new joys within me rise ; ing a deserving woman ló a station she is While mamma, her frowns assuaging, capable of adorning, let her birth be what

Dares no longer tyrannise. it will,

So long storms and tempests raging, Sir H. Why 'tis very true, my lord. I once

When the biust'ring fury dies, knew a gentleman that married lis cook-maid:

Ah, how lovely, how engaging, he was a relation of my own-- You remember

Prospects fair, and cloudless skies! fat Vargery, my lady. She was a very good Sir H. Dad, but this is wondrous pretty, sort of woman, indeed she was, and made

Singing each a roundelay;
the best suet dumplings I ever tasted.

And I'll mingle in the dilly,
Lady S. Will you never learn, sir Harry,

Though I scarce know what to say. to guard your expressions? Well, but give

There's a daughter brisk and witty; me leave, my lord, lo say a word to you.

liere's a wife can wisely sway: There are other ill consequences attending

Trust me, masters, 't were a pily, such an alliance.

Not to let them have their way. Lord A. One of them I suppose is, that I, Pul. My example is a rare one; a peer, should be obliged to call this good

But the cause may be divin'd: old miller father-in-law. But where's the shame

Women want not meril-dare one in that? He is as good as any lord in being

Hope discerning men to find. a man; and if we dare suppose a lord that

each accomplish'd fair one, is pot an honest man, he is, in my opinion, Brighi in person, sage in mind, the more respectable character. Come, master

Viewing my good fortune, share one Fairfield, give me your hand; from hence

Full as splendid, and as kind. forth you have done with working: we will Ralph. Captain Ralph my lord will dub me, pull down your mill, and build you a house

Soon I'll mount a huge cockade; in the place of it; and the money I intended Mounseer shall powder, queue, and for the portion of your daughter, shall now be laid out in purchasing a commission for

'Gad, I'll be a roaring blade,

If Fan shall offer once to snub me, Ralph. What, my lord, will you make me

When in scarlet all array'd; a captain?

Or my feather dare to drub me, Lord A. Ay, a colonel, if you deserve it.

Frown your worst--but who's afraid? Ralph. Then I'll keep Fav.

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Is the son of the author of The Clandestine Marriage. With the precise time of his birth we are unacquainted: but we suppose it to have been about the year 1767. He received his early education at M:. Fountain's academy in Mary bone, at that time in higli estimation. He was next sent to Westminster School, and afterwards entered at Chrischarh College, Oxford; but, for what reason we know nol, he finished his education at King's College, Od Aberden ; wheast he relurned to London, and was entored of the Temple; with the design, it is said, lo qualify him for thc bor. Bu if so, he early in life resigned Coke and Littleton in Cavour of the Muses. The consciousness in literary talesls, and an easy access to the public through the medium of his father's theatre, naturally directed his attention to the drame; and his parent seemed to frster his genius; as he, in the prologue to the first play of his son's, announced him w" chip of the old block.” When his father was seized with that malady which rendered him capable of superintending the theatre, Mr. Colman evinced a most commendable Elial afl'ection, by the greai altention that he paid to him ead to the interests of his theatre. On the death of his father, Ilis Majesty was pleased to transfer the palent to be; and he has dischargod the duties of manager with zeal and alacrily towards the public, and liberaling towards authors and actors. In private lile Mr. Colman is social, convivial, and intelligent; and in the playful contentions of wit med humour, and particularly that agreeable coruscation called repariec, he may perhaps be equalled, but, we think, bes sarely been excelled. !n his heroic pisces, we observe a poetical vigour, a form of language, and a cast of seatmeal, that forcibly remind us of the very best of our ancient diamatic wriiers In the spring of the year 1795, NrCelou published My Nightgown and Slippers, a thin quarto, consisting of some amusing poetical trilles. In prelogue and epilogue, we cannot better compare Mr. Colman with any one than with the late Mr. Garrick. His con positions in this way are very abundant, and excellent in their kind.

INKLE AND YARICO, Opera by George Colman jan. 1787. The grcat success of this Opera in every thcatre in the Kingdom, since its first representation at the Haymarket, is justified by its real merit. The dialogue is not a collection of trile compen places, to connect the music; but is replete with iaste, judgment, and manly feeling; the allusions to slavery (now so obis abolisbed) correspond with every Britislı, every liberal, mind, The mal-a-propos ofler of Inkle to sell his Tarkisto Sir Christopher, is an admirable incident; and indeed all the characters are as forcibly drawn, that the most trimire pert is efl'ective. — The pathetic story of Inkle and Yarico first attracted sympathy, from the narrative of Mr. Adcien, in the Spectator : to that affecting story, Mr. Colman was indebted only for the cold, calculating Table; and the Betty affectionate Yarico ;-the rest of the characters and the developement of the whole are offspring of his abundant invrat: ok.



1 1 1 1 SCENE.- First, on the Main of America: afterwards, in Barbadoes.






to bring all the natives about us; and we shal SCENE I.-- An American forest.

be stripped and plundered in a minute.

Trudge. Aye; stripping is the first thing Med. [Without] Hulli ho! ho! that would happen to us; for they seem to be Trudge. [Without] Hip! hollo! ho!– Hip!- woefully off for a wardrobe. U myself saxy Enter Medium and TRUDGE.

threr, at a distance, with less clothes than I

have when I get out of bed: all dancing about Med. Pshaw! it's only wasting time and in black buff; just like Adam in mourning. breath. Bawling won't persuade him to budge Med. This is to have to do with a schemer! a bit faster. Things are all altered now; and, a fellow who risques his life, for a chance of whatever weight it may have in some places, advancing his interest. — Always advantage in bawling, it seems, don't go for argument, here. view! trying, here, to make discoveries that Plague on't! we now in the wilds of may promole

' his profit in England. Another America.

Boiany Bay scheme, mayhap. Nothing else Trudge. Hip, hillio-ho-hi!

could induce bim to quit our foraging party Med. Hold your tongue, you blockhead, or from the ship; when he knows every inihati

Trudge. Lord! sir, if my master makes no tant here is not only as black as a pepper more haste, we shall all be put to sword by corn, but as hot into the bargain-and I like the knives of the natives. I'm told they take a fool, to follow him! and then to let him off heads like hals, and hang 'em on pegs in loiter behind. Why, nephew! why, lokle! their parlours. Mercy on us! my head aches with the very thoughts of it. Holo! Mr. Inkle! Trudge. Why, lokle-Well! only to see master; holo?

the difference of 'men! he'd have thought it Med. Head aches! zounds, so does mine very hard, now, if I had let him call so often with your confounded bawling. It's enough after me. Ah! i wish he was calling after



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13. a happy trader is your father, to have so pru-fils arithmetic wiped off: and then it appears

stebuch me now, in the old jog-trot way, again., expensive plan for a trader, truly. What,

What a fool was I, to leave London for would you have a man of business come Los recope foreign parts!—That ever I should leave Thread-abroad, scamper extravagantly bere and there

needle-street, to thread an American forest, and every where, then return home, and have wbere a man's as soon lost as a needle in anothing to tell, but that he has heen here and boille of bay!

there, and every where? 'sdeath, sir, would Med. Patience, Trudge! patience! If we you bave me travel like a Jord? Travelling, once recover the ship

uncle, was always intended for improvement; Trudge. Lord, sir, I shall never recover and improvement is an advantage; and adwhat I have lost in coming abroad. When vantage is profit, and profit is gain. Which, my master and I were in London, I had such in the travelling translation of a trader, means, a mortal snug birth of it! why, I was factotum. that you should gain every advantage of im

Med. Factotum to a young merchant is no proving your profit. I have been comparing 177# such sinecure, neither.

ihe land,' here, with that of our own country. Trudge. But then the honour of it. Think Med. And you find it like a good deal of of that, sir; to be clerk as well as own man. the land of our own country cursedly enOnly consider. You find very few city clerks cumbered with black legs?), I take it. made out of a man ?), now-a-days. To be Inkle. And calculating how much it might king of the counting-house, as well as lord be made to produce by the acre. of the bed-chamber. Ah! if I had him but Med. You were? now in the little dressing room behind the Inkle. Yes; I was proceeding algebraically ollice; lying his hair, with a bit of red tape, upon the subject.

Med. Indeed! Med. Yes, or writing an invoice with lamp Inkle. And just about extracting the square black, and shining his shoes with an ink-bottle, root. as usual, you blundering blockhead!

Med. Hum! Trudge. Oh! if I was but brushing the ac Inkle. I was thinking too, if so many nacounts, or casting up the coats! mercy on us! lives could be caught, how much they might what's that?

fetch at the West Indian markets. Med. That! what?

Med. Now let me ask you a question, or Trudge. Did'nt you hear a noise ? lwo, young cannibal calcber, if you please.

Med. Y -es - bui - hush! Oh, heavens be Inkle. Well. praised! here he is at last.

Med, Aren't we bound for Barbadocs; partly

to trade, but chiefly to carry home the daughter Enter INKLE.

of the governor, Sir Christopher Curry, who Now, nephew ?

has till now been under your father's care, Inkle. So, Mr. Medium.

in Threadneedle-street, for polite English eduMed. Zounds, one would think, by your cation? confounded composure, that you were walking Inkle. Granted. in St. James's Park, instead of an Ainerican Med. And isn't it determined, between the Forest; and that all the beasts were nothing old folks, that you are to marry Narcissa as but good company. The bollow trees, here, soon as we get there? centry boses, and the lions in 'enı soldiers; Inkle. A fixed thing. the jackalls, courtiers; the crocodiles, fine! Med. Then what the devil do you do here, women; and the baboons, beaus. What the hunting old hairy negroes, when you ought plague made you loiter so long?

to be ogling a fine girl in the ship? Algebra, Inkle. Reflection.

too! you'll have other things to ibink of when Med. So I should think; reflection generally you are inarried, I promise you. A plodding comes lagging behind. What, scheming, 7 lellow's head, in the hands of a young wife, suppose; never quiet. At it again, eh: what like a boy's slate after school, soon gets all

dent a son for a partner! why, you are the in its true simple state; dark, empty, and printe carefullest Co. in the whole city. Never losing bound in wood, Master Inkle.

sight of the main chance; and that's the rea Inkle. Not in a match of this kind. Why, 801, perhaps, you lost sight of us, here, on it's a table of interest from beginning to end, the main of America.

old Medium. Inkle. Right, Mr. Medium. Arithmetic, I Med. Well, well, this is no time to talk. ir own, has been the means of our parting at Who knows but, instead of sailing to a wedpresent.

ding, we may get cut up, bere, for a wedding Trudge. Ha! a sum in division, I reckon. dinner: tossed up for a dingy duke perhaps,

[-4side. or stewed down for a black baronel, or eat Med. And pray, if I may be so bold, what raw by an inky commoner? mighty scheme has just tempted you to em Inkle. Why, sure, you aren't afraid ? ploy your head, when you ougfit to make Med. Who, I afraid! ha! ha! ha! no, not use of your heels ?

I! what the deuce should I be afraid of? thank Inkle. My heels! here's pretty doctrine! do heaven, I have a clear conscience, and need you think I' travel merely for motion? a fine not be afraid of any thing. A scoundrel might 1) Double entendre. The second meaning, generally given not be quite so easy on such an occasion;

by the actor with an arch book at ille upper-boxes, but it's the part of an honest man not to be
the place of resort of the London clerks at the The-have like a scoundrel: I never bebaved like a
atres, in, that there are very few clerks really men
now-s-days they being rather dandyish and effemi 1) Flack legs, (slang) for Gameslers; and the blacks, on

negroes, have, of course, black lege.


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goose. of my good qualities. Inkle. Slow and sure, my good, virtuous,

But we merchant lads, tho' the foe we can't Mr. Medium! our companions can be but half Nor are paid, like fine king-ships, to fight at

maul, a mile before us: and, if we do but double their steps, we shall overtake 'em at one mile's Why we pay ourselves well, without fighting

a call, end, by all the powers of arithmetic,

at all. Med. Oh, curse your arithmetic! how are we to find our way?

1st Sail. Avast! look a-head there. Here Inkle. Thal, uncle, must be left to the doc- they come, chased by a fleet of black devils, trine of chances.

E.reunt. Midsh. And the devil a fire have I to give

l'em. We han't a grain of powder left. What SCENE II.- Another part of the Forest. A

must we do, lad ? ship at anchor in the bay, at a small

2nd Sail. Do? sheer off, to be sure. distance.

All. Come, bear a band, Master MarlinEnter Sailors and Mate, as returning from spike! foraging

Midsh. [Reluctantly] Well, if I must, I Mate. Come, come, bear a hand ?), my nust (Going to the other side and halloin; lads. Tho'f the bay is just under our bow- to Inkle, etu.] Yoho, lubbers! crowd all the sprits, it will take a damned deal of tripping sail you can, d'ye mind me!

[Erit. to come at it-there's hardly any steering clear of the rocks here. But do we musier all Enter Medium, running, as pursued by hands? all right, think ye?

the Blacks. 1st Sail. All to

besides yourself, Med. Nephew! Trudge! run - scamper! and a monkey-the three land lubbers 2), that scour-fly! zounds, what barm did I ever do, edged away in the morning, goes for nothing, to be hunted to death by a pack of bloodyou know they're all dead may-hap, by this. hounds? why, nephew! Oh, confound your

Male. Dead! you be-why, they're friends long sums in arithmetic! l'il iake care of my of the captain; and, if not brought safe aboard self; and if we must have any arithmetic, do! to-night, you may all chance to have a salt and carry one for my money. (Runs off. eel for your supper - that's all. - Moreover, the young plodding spark, he with the grave,

Enter Inkle and Trudge, hastily. foul-weather face, there, is to man the tight Trudge. Oh! that ever I was born, to leave little frigate, Miss Narcissa, what d'ye call her, pen, ink, and powder, for this! that is bound with us for Barbadoes. Rot'em Inkle. Trudge, how far are the sailors befor not keeping under way, I say! but come, fore us? let's see if a song will bring 'em to. Let's Trudge. I'll run and see, sir, directly. have a full chorus to the good merchant ship,

Inkle. Blockhead, come here. The saraza the Achilles, thai's wrote by our Captain. are close upon us; we shall scarce be able to The Achilles, though christen’d, good ship, trees with me; they'll pass us, and we may

recover our party. Get behind this tuft of 'tis surmis'd, From that old man of war, great Achilles, so

then recorer our ship with safely: priz'd,

Trudge. [Going behind] Oh! 'l'breadneedleWas he, like our vessel, pray, fairly baptiz’d?

street, Thread!

Inkle. Peace.
Ti tol lol, etc.

Trudge. [Hiding] needle-street. Poets sung that Achilles — if, now, they've an [They hide behind trees. Natives cross. ilch

After a long pause, Inkle luoks To sing this, future ages may know which is

from the trees. which;

Inkle. Trudge. And that one rode in Greece-and the other Trudge. Sir.

[In a whisper. in pitch.

Inkie. Are they all gone by? What tho' but a merchant ship — sure our

Trudge. Won't you look and see? supplies :

Inkle. [Looking round] So, all's safe at Now your men of war's gain in a lottery lies, last. (Coming forward] Nothing like policy And how blank they all look, when they can't in these cases; but you'd bare run on, like a get a prize!

booby! A tree, I fancy, you'll find, in future,

the best resource in a bot pursuit. What are all their fine names? when no rhino's behind,

Trudge. Oh, charming! It's a retreat for a The Intrepid, and Lion, look sheepislı, you'll king ạ), sir: Mr. Medium, however, has not find;

got up in it; your uncle, sir, bas run oa like Whilst, alas! the poor Aeolus can't raise the this time, I take it; who are now most likely

à booby; and has got up with our party by wind!

at the shore. But what are we to do nest, ss? Then the Thunderer's dumb; out of tune the Inkle. Reconnoitre a little, and then proceed Orpheus;

Trudge. Then pray, sir, proceed to recort The Cercs has nothing at all to produce; noilre; for, the sooner the betler.

Inkle. Then look out, d'ye hear, and tell 1) Make hasie.

me if you discover any danger. 2) The elegant denumination given by sailors to persons not belonging to the sea, In sliew their superlative

Trudge. Y-ye--s-yes; but-Trembling contempt for every thing on dry land.

1) Charlus ad. liid himself in a tree.

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