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D. Lew. Very angry.
and the rogue does so whisk, and frisk, and sing, Ant. Hi, hi, hi! At what, brother?
and dance her about! Odsbud, he plays like a
[Mimicking him. greyhound. Noble Don Lewis, I am your humD. Lew. Why, at a very wise settlement I ble servant. Come, what say you? Shall I prehave made lately.
vail with you to settle some part of your estate Ant. What settlement, good brother? I find upon young Clody, he has heard of it.
[Aside. D. Lew. Clody! D. Lew. What do you think I have done? I Cha. Aye, your nephew, Clody. have this deep head of mine has disinherited D. Lew. Settle upon him! my elder son, because his understanding is an honour to my family; and given it all to my young D. Lew. Why, look you, I ha'nt much land to er, because he's a puppy-a puppy.
spare ; but I have an adınirable horse-pond Ant. Come, I guess at your meaning, brother. I'll settle that upon him, if you will. D. Lew. Do you so, sir! Why, then, I must Ant. Come, let him have his way, sir; he's old tell you, flat and plain, my boy Charles must, and hasty; my estate's sufficient. How does and shall inherit it.
your daughter, sir? Ant. I say no, unless Charles had a soul to va Cha. Ripe, and ready, sir, like a blushing rose; lue his fortune. What! he should manage eight she only waits for the pulling. thousand crowns a year out of the metaphysics ? Ant. Why, then, let to-morrow be the day. astronomy should look to my vineyards; Horace Cha. With all my heart; get you the writings should buy off my wines ; tragedy should kill my ready, my girl shall be here in the morning. mutton; history should cut down my hay; Ho D. Lew. Hark you, sir, do you suppose my mer should get in my corn; Tityre tu patula Charles shalllook to my sheep; and geometry bring my har Cha. Sir, I suppose nothing; what I'll do, I'll vest home! Hark you, brother, do you know justify; what your brother does, let him answer. what learning is?
Ant. That I have already, sir, and so good D. Lew. What if I don't, sir? I believe it's a morrow to your patience, brother. fine thing, and that's enough-though I can speak
[Exit ANTONIO. no Greek, I love and honour the sound of it, and D. Lew. Sancho ! Charles speaks it loftily; E'gad, he thunders it San. Sir? out, sir: and let me tell you, sir, if you had ever D. Lew. Fetch me some gunpowder-quick
grace to have heard but sıx lines of Hesiod, quick. or Homer, or Iliad, or any of the Greek poets, San. Sir? od's-heart! would have made your hair stand on D. Lew. Some gun-powder, I say--a barrel end; sir, he has read such things in my hear- quickly—and, d’ye hear, three pennyworth of ing
ratsbane; hey! aye, I'll blow up one, and poison Ant. But did you understand them, brother? the other.
D. Lew. I tell you, no. nify! The very sound's sufficient comfort to an and if you dare take my advice, (I don't want wit honest man.
at a pinch, sir) e'en let me try, if I can fire my Ant. Fie, fie! I wonder you talk so, you that master enough with the praises of the young lady, are old, and should understand.
to make him rival his brother; that would blow D. Lew. Should, sir! Yes, and do, sir. Sir, them up, indeed, sir. I'd have you to know, I have studied, I have run D. Lew. Psha! iinpossible; he never spoke six over history, poetry, philosophy,
words to any woman in his liie, but his bed-maAnt. Yes, like a i at over a harpsichord, rare ker.
-You have read catalogues, I believe. San. So much the better, sir; therefore, if he Come, coine, brother, my younger boy is a fine speaks at all, its the more likely to be out of the gentleman.
road. Hark, he rings !- I must wait upon him. D. Lew. A sad dog—I'll buy a prettier fellow
[Ent Sancho. in a pennyworth of ginger-bread.
D. Lew. These damned old rogues ! I can't Ant. What I propose, I'll do, sir, say you your look my poor boy in the face : but coine, Charles; pleasure-here comes one I must talk with-well, let them go on; thou shalt not want money to buy brother, what news?
thee books, yet—that old fool, thy father, and his Enter CHARINO.
young puppy, shall not share a groat of inine between them; nay, to plague the
I could find in Cha. Oh, to our wishes, sir! Clody's a right my heart to fall sick in a pet, give thee my estate bait for a girl
, sir; a budding, sprightly fellow : in a passion, and leave the world in a tury. she's a little shy at first; but I gave him his cue,
San. No, sir, but he spits French like a maga
pie, and that's more in fashion. Enter ANTONIO and SANCHO.
Car. lle steps before me there; I think I Ant. Sir, he shall have what's tit for him. read it well enough to understand it; but, when Sun. No inberitance, sir !
I am to give it utterance, it quarrels with my Ant. Enough to give hiin books, and a mode- tongue. Again that noise! Priihee tell me, Sanrate mamtenance: that's as inuch as he cares eho, are there any princes to dine here? for; you talk like a fool, a cuxcomb; trouble San. Some there are as happy as princes, sir; him with land
your brother's married to-day. Sun. Must master Clodio have all, sir?
Car. What of that? might not six dishes serve Ant. All, all; he knows how to use it; he's a them? I never have but one, and eat of that but man bred in this world ; t'other in the skies, his sparingly. business is 'altogether above stairs ; [bell rings.] San. Sir, all the country round is invited; not go, see what he wants.
a dog that knows the house, but comes, too: all Sun. A father, l'ın sure.
[Erit Sancho Car. Prithee, who is it my brother marries? Ant. What, will none of my rogues come near
San. Old Charino's daughter, sir, the great me now? Oh, here they are.
heiress; a delicate creature; young, soft, sinooth,
fair, plump, and ripe as a cherry—and, they Enter three Servants.
say, modest too. Well, sir, in the first place, can you procure me Car. That's strange; prithee, how ,do these a plentiful dinner for about fifty, within two modest women look? I never yet conversed with hours! Your young master is to be married this any but my own mother; to me, they ever were morning; will that spur you, sir?
but shadows, seen and unregarded. Cook. Young master, sir! I wish
honour San. Ah, would you saw this lady, sir! she had given me a little more warning.
would draw you farther than your Archimedes; Ant. Sir, you have as much as I had: I was she has a better secret than any's in Aristotle, if not sure of it half an hour ago.
you studied for it. E'yad you'd find her the pretCook. Sir, I will try what I can do-hey, Pe tiest natural philosopher to play with! dro! Gusman ! Come, stir, ho!
Car. Is she so fine a creature?
[Erit Cook. San. Such eyes ! such looks! such a pair of Ant. Butler, open the cellar to all good fel pretty plum;, pouting lips! such soitness in her lows; if any man offers to sneak away sober, voice ! such music, too! and, when she smiles, knock him down!
[Ereunt. such roguish dimples in her cheeks! such a clear
skin! white neck, and, a little lower, such a pair Carlos alone in his study. [A noise of chopping or round, hard, heaving, what d’ye call-ums--ah! within.
Car. Why, thou art in love, Sancho. Car. What a perpetual noise these people San. Ay, so would you be, if you saw her, sir. make! my head is broken with several noises,
Car. I don't think so. What settlement does and in every corner. I have forgot to eat and my father make them? sleep, with reading; all my faculties turn into San. Only all his dirty land, sir, and makes study. What a misfortune 'tis in human nature, your brother bis sole heir. that the body will not live on that, which feeds Car. Must I have nothing? the mind ! Blow unprofitable a pleasure is eat Sun. Books in abundance; leave to study ing !-Sancho!
your eyes out, sir.
Car: I'm the elder born, and have a title, Enter Sancho.
though. San. Did you call, sir? [Chopping again. San. No matter for that, sir, he'll have posa Car. Prithee, what noise is this?
session----of the lady, too! San. The cooks are hard at work, sir, chop Car. I wish him happy--he'll not inherit my ping berbs, and mincing meat, and breaking inar little understanding, too! row-boncs.
San. Oh, sir, he's more a gentleman than to Car. And is it thus at every dinner
do that--Ods me, sir! sir, here comes the very Sun. No, sir; but we have high doings to- iady, the bride, your sister that must be, and her day.
father, Car. Well, set this folio in its place again; then make me a little fire, and get a manchet;
Enter CHRINO and ANGELINA. I'll dine alone-Does my younger brother speak Stand close; you'll both see and hear, sir. any Greek yet, Sancho?
Cur. I ne'er saw any yet so fair; such swcet
ness in her look! such modesty! If we may, and hasty : but he'll dine and be good company think the eye the window to the heart, she has a for all this. thousand treasured virtues there.
D. Lew. A strange lie, that. San. So! the book is gone.
[ Aside. Clo. Ha, ha, ha! poor Testy, ha, ha! Cha. Come, prithee, put on a brisker look; D. Lew. Don't laugh, my dear rogue, prithee, ods-heart, dost thou think in conscience, that's don't laugh now; faith, I shall break thy head, if fit for thy wedding-day?
thou dost. Ang. Sir, I wish it were not quite so sudden ; Clo. Gad so! why, then, I find you are angry a little time for farther thought, perhaps, had at me, dear uncle ! made it easier to me: to change for ever, is no D. Lew. Angry at thee, hey puppy! Why, trifle, sir.
what?-what dost thou see in that lovely hatchet Car. A wonder!
face of thine, that is worth my being out of huCha. Look you, his fortune I have taken care mour at? Blood and fire, ye dog! get out of my of, and his person you have no exceptions to.- sight, orWhat, in the name of Venus, would the girl Ant. Nay, brother, this is too farhave?
D. Lew. Angry at hin! a son of a- --son's Ang. I never said, of all the world I made son of a whore ! him, sir, my choice: nay, though he be yours,
1 Cha, ila, ha! poor peevishcannot say I am highly pleased with him, nor yet D. Lew. I'd fain have some body poison him. am averse; but I had rather welcome your coin- [To himself:] Ah, that sweet creature! Must this mands and him, than disobedience.
fair flower be cropped to stick up in a piece of Cha. Oh, if that be all, madam, to make you rascally earthen ware? I must speak to her easy, my commands are at your service. Puppy, stand out of my way.
Ang. I have done with my objections, sir. Clo. Ha, ha! ay, now for it.
Car. Such understanding in so soft a form! D. Lew. (To ANGELINA.] Ah! ah! ah! MaHappy-happy brother! may he be happy, dam-I pity you; you're a lovely young creawhile I sit down in patience and alone! Iture, and ought to have a handsome man yohave gazed too much--Reach me an Ovid. ked to you, one of understanding, too ;-I ain
(Exeunt Carlos and Sancho. sorry to say it, but this fellow's skull's extremely Cha. I say put on your best looks, hussy--for thick-he can never get any thing but muifs and here he comes, faith.
snuff-boxes; or, say, he should have a thing shaped
like a child, you can make nothing of it but a Enter CLODIO.
tailor. Ah, my dear Clody!
Clo. Odds me! why, you are testy, my dear Clo: My dear, (Kisses him.] dear dad: Ha! uncle. Na princesse !. estes vous là donc ? Ah, ha! D. Lew. Will nobody take that troublesome Non, non. Je ne m'y connois guères, &c. [Sings.] dog out of my sight, I cannot stay where he is Look, look-look, oʻslyboots ; what, she knows -I'll go see my poor boy Charles—I've disturbnothing of the matter! But you will, child ed you, madain; your humble servant. E'gad, I shall count the clock extremely to-night. Ant. You'll come again, and drink the bride's Let me see-what time shall I rise to-morrow? | health, brother? Not till after nine, ten, eleven, for a pistole. D. Lew. That lady's health I may; and, if Ah-C'est à dire, votre cæur insensible est enfin she'll give me leave, perhaps sit by her at table, vaincu. Non, non, dic. [Sings a second verse.
Clo. IIa, ha! bye, nuncle. Enter ANTONIO, Don Lewis, and Lawyer. D. Lew. Puppy, good bye
[Erit D. Lewis, Ant. Well said, Clody! my noble brother, Ang. An odd-humoured gentleman. welcome!
in Clo. And so will I, too, sir. Allons ! Vivons ! pure spight, he'll make my son Charles his heir. Chantons, dansons ! Hey! L'autre jour, &c. Ang. Methinks I would not have a light head,
[Sings and dances, &c. nor one laden with too much learning, as my firAnt. Well said again, boy. Sir, you and your ther says this Carlos is; sure there's something writings are welcome. What, my angry bro- bid in that gentleman's concern for him, that ther! pay, you must have your welcome, too, or spcaks him not so mere a log. we shall inake but a flat feast on it.
dnt. Come, shall we go anel seal, brother? D. Lew. Sir, I ain not welcome, nor I won't The priest stays for us. When Carlos has signed be welcome, nor do-body's welcoine, and you are the conveyance, as he shall presently, we'll then all a parcel of
to the wedding, and so to dinner. Cha. What, sir?
Cha. With all my heart, sir.
Ant. I shall find a stick for you, rogue, I
shall. Charles, how dost thou do? Come, hither, Carlos in his study, with Don Lewis, and boy: SANCHO.
Car. Your pleasure, sir? D. Lew. Nay, you are undone.
Ant. Nay, no great matter, child; only to Car. Then-I must study, sir, to bear my for- put your name here a little, to this bit of parch
ment: I think you write a reasonable good D. Lew. Have you no greater feeling? hand, Charles.
San. You were sensible of the great book, sir, Car. Pray, sir, to what use may it be? when it fell upon your head; and won't the ruin Ant. Only to pass your title in the land I of your fortune stir you?
have to your brother Clodio. Car. Will he have my books, too?
Car. Is it no more, sir ? D. Lew. No, no; he has a book, a fine one, Law. That's all, sir. too, called “The Gentleman's Recreation; or, Ant. No, no, 'tis nothing else ; look you, The Secret Art of getting Sons and Daughters :' you shall be provided for; you shall have what such a creature! a beauty in folio! Would thou books you please, and your means shall come hadst her in thy study, Carlos, though it were in without your care, and you shall always but to new-clasp her!
have a servant to wait on you. San. He has seen her, sir.
Car. Sir, I thank you ; but if you please, I D. Lew. Well, and-and
had rather sign it before the good company beSan. He Aung away his book, sir.
low; it being, sir, so frank a gift, 'will be D. Lew. Did he faith? would he had flung a some small compliment to have done it beway bis humour, too, and spoke to her.
fore the lady, too: there I shall sign it cheerCar. Must my brother then have all ?
fully, and wish my brother fortune. D. Lew. All, all.
Ånt. With all my heart, child; it is the same San. All that your father has, sir.
thing to me, Car. And that fair creature, too?
Car. You'll excuse me, sir, if I make no great San. Aye, sir.
stay with you. D. Lew. Hey!
Ant. Do as thou wilt; thou shalt do any thing Car. He has enough, then. [Sighing
thou hast a mind to.
Exeunt. D. Lew. He have her, Charles! why would, San. Now has he undone himself for ever; would, that is -hey!
ods-heart, I'll down into the cellar, and be stark Car. May not I see her, sometimes, and call
[Erit. her sister? I'll do her no wrong.
D. Lew. I can't bear this ! 'Sheart, I could cry SCENE III.- Changes to a dining-room : for madness! Flesh and fire ! do but speak to
large table spread. her, man.
Car. I cannot, sir; her look requires something Enter Charino with ANGELINA, Clodio, Don of that distant awe, words of that soft respect, Lewis, Ladies, Priests, and a Lawyer. and yet such force and meaning, too, that I should stand confounded to approach her, and Law. Come, let him bring his son's hand, and yet I long to wish her joy. Oh, were I born to all's done.
Are you ready, sir? give it, too!
Priest. Sir, I shall dispatch them presentD. Lew. Why, thou shalt wish her joy, boy; ly, immediately; for, in truth, I am an hungry. faith she is a good-humoured creature; she'll take Clo. Egad, I warrant you, the priest and I it kindly.
could both fall to without saying grace Car. Do you think so, uncle?
Ila, you little rogue ! what, you think it long D. Lew. i'll to her, and tell of you.
too? Car. Do sir -Stay, uncle will she not Ang. I find no fault, sir; better things were think me rude? I would not for the world offend well done, than done too hastily-Sir, you her.
[To Don LEWIS. D. Lew. 'Fend a fiddle-stick-let me alone D. Lew. Sweet-smelling blossom! Ah, that I I'll--I'll
had the gathering of thee: I would stick thee Car. Nay, but, sir ! dear uncle !
in the bosom of a pretty young fellow--Ah, D. Lew. A hum! a bum !
thou hast missed a man (but that he is so bem
[Erit Don Lewis. witched to his study, and knows no other misEnter Antonio and the Lawyer, with a writing. headed puppy
tress than his mind) so far above this featherAnt. Where's my son?
Ang. Can he talk, sir? Sun. There, sir, casting a figure what chop D. Lew. Like an angel to himself-the ping children his brother shall have, and where devil a word to a woman : his language is all he shall find a new father for himself,
upon the bigh business: to heaven, and heaven
drunk for anger.
-hay, I fear
ly wonders, to nature, and her dark and secret Car. Oh, yes, and wish him, sir, with any
other beauty (if possible) more lasting joy than I Ang. Does he speak so well there, sir? could taste with her!
D. Lew. To admiration ! Such curiosities! Ang. He speaks unhappily. but he can't look a woman in the face; if he Clo, Ha! --what do you say, brother? does, he blushes like fifteen.
Ant. Nay, for my part, I don't understand Ang. But a little conversation, methinks him.
D. Lew. Why, so I think, too ; but the Cha. Nor I. boy's bewitched, and the devil can't bring D. Lew. Stand clear! I do -and that sweet him to it: shall I try if I can get him to wish creature too, I hope. you joy?
Ang. Too well, I fear. Ang. I shall receive it as becomes his sister, Ant. Come, come, to the writing, Charles; sir.
prithee, leave thy studying, man. Clo. Look, look, old Testy will fall in love by Car. I'll leave my life first; I study now to and by; he's hard at it, split me!
be a man ; before, what man was, was but Cha. Let him alone; she'll fetch him about, I my argument;
now on the proof; warrant you.
I find, I feel myself a manClo. So, here my father comes ! Now priest. it, too. Hey, my brother too ! that's a wonder; broke D. Lew. He has it ! he has it! my boy's in like a spirit from his cell.
Clo. Come, come, will you-
D. Lew. Stand out of the way, puppy.
[Interposing w th his buck to Clodio. inclining to the lean, or so, but bis understand Car. Whence is it, fair, that while I offer ing's the fatter for it.
speech to you, my thoughts want words, my Ant. Come, Carlos, 'twere your desire to words their free and honest utterance? Why is see my fair daughter and the good company, and it thus I tremble at your touch, and fear your to seal before them all, and give your brother frown, as would a frighted child the dreadful joy.
lightning? Yet should my dearest friend or broCha. He does well ; I shall think the better ther dare to check my vain deluded wishes, Oh, of him as long as I live.
I should turn, and tear him like an offended Car. Is this the lady, sir?
lion-Is this, can it, mist it be in a sister's Ant. Ay, that's your sister, Charles.
Car. Forbid it, love! (Aside.] Do you not Clo. Come, come, will you sign, brother? think she'll grace our family?
D. Lew. Time enough, puppy: Ant. No doubt on it, sir.
Cur. O! jf you know with what precipitated Car. Should I not thank her for so unmerited haste you hurry on a deed, that makes you blesa grace?
sed or iniserable for ever, even yet, near as you Ant. Ay, and welcome, Charles.
to happine:s, you'd find 'no danger in a D. Lew. Now, my boy; give her a gentle twist moment's pause. by the finger; lay your lips softly, softly, close and Clo. I say, will you sign, brother? plump to her.
(Apart to Carlos. Car. Away, I have no time for trifles! room Car. Pardon a stranger's freedom, lady for an elder brother. (Salutes Angelina.] Dissolving softness! Oh, D. Lew. Why, did not I bid thee stand out the drowning joy !-Happy, happy he, that sips of the way now? eternally such nectar down, that, unconfined, may Ant. Ay, but this is trifling, Charles ! Come, lave and wanton there in sateless draughts of come, your hand, man. ever-springing beauty !-But you, fair creature, Car. Your pardon, sir, I cannot seal yet; had share by far the higher joy; if, as I've read, (nay, you only shewed me land, I had resigned it free, now am sure) the sole delight of love lies only in and proud to have bestowed it to your pleasure : the power to give.
'tis care, 'tis dirt, and trouble: but vou have Ang. How near his thoughts agree with mine! opened to me such a treasure, such unimagined this the mere scholar I was told of! (Aside.}-mines of solid joy, that I perceive my tepper I find, sir, you have experienced love ; you seem stubborn now, ev'n to a churlish avarice of love! acquainted with the passion.
--theaven direct my
fortune! Car. I've had indeed, a dead pale glimpse Ant. And so you won't part with your title, sir in theory, but never saw the enlivening light be Car. Sooner with my soul of reason, be a fore.
plant, a beast, a fish, a fly, and only make the Ang. Ha, before !
[ Aside. number of things up, than yield one foot of land Ant. Well
, these are very fine compliments, -if she be tied to it. Charles; but you say nothing to your brother Cha. I don't like this; he talks oddly, me, yet.
thinks. Vol. II.