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Lore. Po! fallen in love with some coquette, medy; and what do you think he has done? He who plays off her airs, and makes a jest of has drawn the character of sir Amorous, and him.

!nade him the hero of the play. Sir Bash. A young actress, may be, or an Sir Bash. What! put him into a comedy?

Sir Bril. Even so. It is called, “ The AmoSir Bril. No; vou will never guess. Sir Bash- rous Husband; or, The Man in Love with his ful-like a silly devil, he is fallen in love with his own wife.' Ob! oh! oh! oh! own wife.

Love. We must send in time for places. Sir Bash. Fallen in love with his own wife!

(Laughs with SiR BRILLIANT. (Stures at him. Sir Bash. Loveinore carries it with an air. Sir Bril. Yes; he has made up all quarrels;

(Aside. his jealousy is at an end; and he is to be upon Sir Bril. Yes, we must secure places. Sir his good behaviour for the rest of his life.- Bashful, you shall be of the party. Could you expect this, Lovemore?

Sir Bush. The party will be very agreeable. I Lore. No, sir; neither I, nor my friend, sir shall enjoy the joke prodigiously! Ha! ha! Bashful, expected this.

[Forces a laugh. Sir Bash. It is a stroke of surprise to me. Lore. Yes, sir Bashful, we shall relish the hu

(Looking uneasy.

(Looks at him, and laughs. Sir Bril. I heard it at my lady Betty Scan- Sir Bril. The play will have a run : the peodal's; and we had such a laugh! the whole com- ple of fashion will crowd after such a character. pany were in astonishment: whist stood still, -I must drive to a million of places, and put it quadrille laid down the cards, and brag was in about; but first, with your leave, sir Bashful, I in suspense. Poor sir Amorous ! it is very ridi- will take the liberty to give a hint of the affair culous; is not it, sir Bashtul?

to your lady. It will appear so ridiculous to Sir Bash. Very ridiculous, indeed.--[ Aside.] her. My own case, exactly, and my friend Lovewore's, Sir Bash. Do you think it will ?

Sir Bril. Without doubt : she has never met Sir Bril. The man is lost, undone, ruined, with any thing like it: has she, Lovemore? dead, and buried.

Lore. I fancy not: Sir Bashful, you take care Lore. (Laughing.] He will never be able to of that. show his face after this discovery.

Sir Bash. Yes, yes: I shall never be the townSir Bril. Oh, never, it is all over with him. talk.-Hey, Lovemore! Sir Bashful, this does not divert you; you don't Sir Bril. Well, I'll step and pay my respects

to my lady Copstant. Poor sir Amorous! he Sir Bash. Who, 1?-1-1-nothing can be will have his horns added to his coat of arms in more pleasant, and—I-laugh as heartily as I a little tine. Ha! ha!

[Erit. possibly can.

[Forcing a laugh. Sir Bush. There, you see how it is. I shall Sir Bril

. Lovemore, you remember Sir Amo- get lanpooned, be-rhymed, and niched into a corous used to strut, and ialk big, and truly he did medy. not care a pinch of snuff for his wite, not he! Love. Po! never be frightened at this. Nopretended to be as much at case as sir Bashful body knows of your weakness but myself; and I about his lady, and as much his own master can't betray your secret for my own sake. as you yourself, or any man of pleasure about Sir Bash. Very true.

Love. This discovery shews the necessity of Lore. I remember him : But as to sir Bashful concealing our loves. We must act with cauand myself, we know the world; we understand tion. Give my lady no reason to suspect that life.

you bave the least kinduess for her. Sir Bush. So we do; the world will never Sir Bush. Not for the world, have such a story of us. Wili chev, Loremore? Lore. keep to that.

Lore. Oh! we are frec; we are out of the Sir Bush. I have done her a thousand kindscrape.

nesses, but all by stealth ; all in a sly way. Sir Bril. Sir Amorous la Fool will be a pro- Love. Have you? verb. Adieu, for him, the side-box whisper, the Sir Bush. Oh! a multitude. I'll tell you. She soft assignation, and all the jovs of freedom! Jie has been plaguing me a long time for an addition is retired with his Penelope to love one another to her jewels. She wants a diamond cross, and in the country; and next winter they will come a better pair of diamond buckles. Madam, says to town to hate one another.

I, I will have no such trumpery; but then goes Sir Bush. Do you think it will end so? I, and bespeaks them of the first jeweller in

Sir Bril. No doubt of it. That is alu ays the town-all under the rose. The buckles are fidenoneincut of modern matrimony. But I have wished: worth five hundred! She will have them not told you the worst of his case. Our friend, this very day, without knowing from what quarsir Charles Wildtire, you know, was writing a co- ter they come-I can't but laugh at the contri

enjoy it.



you know

vance—the man that brings them will run away

Enter Sir BRILLIANT. directly, without saying a word.

Laughs heartily. Sir Bril. Sir Bashful, how have you managed Love. Sly, sly- You know what you are

this? about.

Sir Bash. I have no art, no management. Sir Bash. Ay, let me alone-[Laughs with What's the matter? LOVEMORE.) And then, to cover the design still Sir Bril. I don't know what you have done, more, when I see her wear her baubles, I can but your lady laughs till she is ready to expire at take occasion to be as jealous as bedlam. what I have been telling her.

Love. So you can : ha! ha!—[ Aside.] I wish Sir Bash. And she thinks sir Amorous la Fool he may never be jealous of me in good ear- an object of ridicule?

Sir Bril. She does not give credit to a single Sir Bash. Give me your hand. [Looks at him, syllable of the story. A man that loves his wife and laughs.] I am safe, I think?

would be a Phænix indeed ! Such a thing might Love. (Laughing with him.] Perfectly safe, exist formerly, but, in this polished age, is no [Aside.) if it was not for his own folly,

where to be found. That's her opinion of the Sir Bash. But I was telling you, Mr Love- matter. more :—we can be of essential use to each other. Sir Bash. (Laughs.] A whimsical notion of Love. As low, pray?

hers ! and so she thinks you may go about with Sir Bush. Why, my lady is often in want of a lanthorn to find a man that sets any value upon money. It would be ridiculous in me to supply his wife? her. Now, if you will take the money from me, Sir Bril. You have managed to convince her and pretend to lend it to her, out of friendship, of it. How the devil do you contrive to govern

so fine a woman? I know several, without her Love. Nothing can be better—[Aside.) Here pretensions, who have long ago thrown off all reis a fellow pimping for his own horns. — I shall straint. You keep up your dignity. be glad to serve you.

Sir Bash. Yes, I know what I am about. Sir Bash. I am for ever obliged to you, here, Sir Bril. You !-you are quite in the fashion. here; take it nowhere it is in bank-notes- -Apropos; I fancy I shall want you to afford one, two, three; there is three hundred-give her me your assistance. You know my lady Charthat, and tell her you have more at her service lotte Modelove? She has a taste for the theatre : to-morrow, or next day, if her occasions require at Bell-Grove Place she has an elegant stage, it.

where her select friends amuse themselves now Love. My good friend, to oblige you. [Takes and then with a representation of certain comic the money.) This is the rarest adventure! pieces. We shall there act the new comedy ;

Sir Bash. I'll do any thing for you in return. but we apprchend some difficulty in the arrange

Love. I shall have occasion for your friendment of the several characters. Now, you shall ship that is, to forgive me, if you find me out. act sir Amorous, and


Sir Bush. I act, sir !-I know nothing of the Sir Bash, Lose no time; step to her now character. hold, hold; sir Brilliant is with ber.

Sir Bril. Po! say nothing of that. In time Love. I can dismiss him. Rely upon my you may reach the ridiculous absurdity of it, and friendship: I will make her ladyship easy for play it as well as another. you.

Sir Bash. (Aside.] Confusion ! he does not Sir Bash. It will be kind of you.

suspect, I hope-divert yourselves, sir, as you Love. It shall be her own fault if I don't. may; but not at my expence I promise you.

Sir Bush. A thousand thanks to you—well, Šir Bril. Never be so abrupt. Who knows is not this the rarest project ?

but lady Constant may be the happy wife, the Love. It is the newest way- -of satisfying

Cara Sposa of the piece! and then, you in love man's wife!

with her, and she laughing at you for it

, will give Sir Bash. Ay! let this head of mine alone. a zest to the humour, which every body will re

Love. [ Aside.] Not, if I can help it. Hush !- lish in the most exquisite degree. I hear sir Brilliant; he is coming down stairs. Sir Bash. Po! this is too much. You are I'll take this opportunity, and step to her lady- very pleasant, but you won't easily get me to play ship now.

the fool. Sir Bush. Do so, do so.

Sir Bril. Well, consider of it. I shall be deLove. I am gone. [Aside.] Who can blame me lighted to see my friend sir Bashful tied to his now, if I cuckold this fellow?

(Exit. wite's apronstring, and, with a languishing look, Sir Bash. Prosper you, prosper you, Mr Love- melting away in admiration of her charins. Oh, more. Make me thankful! he is a true friend. ho, ho, ho !-adicu; a l'honneur ; good mornI don't know what I should do without him. ing, sir Bashful.






the worst grace in the world. Here has he been 'Tis plain she is not one of us, or I should not roproving me for being but decently civil to my have been so remiss in my inquiries. No matnnviner. Plagne ! because the coldness of his ter ; I shall meet her in my walks. consination makes himn insensible of a tine wo

Serrant enters. man's charms every body else must be so, too. Bici. I am no less sensible of their charms than Ser. There is no letter nor message, sir.

are ; ibugh I cannot kiss every woman I Ran. Then my things to dress. I take mot, or fall in love, as you call it, with every her body, you her mind; which has the better fals which has the bloom of youth upon it. i bargain

(Erennt. would only have you a little more frugal of your plea-ures.

SCENE II.-A chamber. Frank. My dear friend, this is very pretty taiking ! But, let me tell you, it is in the power Enter MRS STRICTLAND and JACINTHA, meeting. of the very first glance from a fine woman, utteriy to disconcert all your philosophy.

Mrs Strict. Good-morrow, my dear Jacintha. Bel. It must be from a fine woman, then; and Jac. Good-morrow to you, madam. I have not such as are generally reputed so. And it must brought my work, and intend to sit with you this be a thorough acquaintance with her, too, that morning. I hope you have got the better of will ever make an impression on my heart. your fatigue? Where is Clarinda ? I should be

Ran. Would I could see it once! For when a / glad it she would come and work with us. man has been all his life hoarding up a stock, Mrs Strict. She work! she is too fine a lady without allowing himself common necessaries, to do any thing. She is not stirring yet-we it tickles me to the soul to see him lay it all out must let her have her rest. People of her waste upon a wrong bottoin, and become bankrupt at of spirits require more time to recruit again. last.

Jac. It is pity she should be ever tired with Bel. Well, I don't care how soon you see it. what is so agreeable to every body else. I am For the minute I find a woman capable of friend- prodigiously pleased with her company. ship, love, and tenderness, with good sense Mrs Strict. And when you are better acenough to be always easy, and good-nature quainted, you will be still more pleased with enough to like me, I will immediately put it to her. You must rally her upon her partner at the trial, which of us shall have the greatest Bath; for I fancy part of her rest has been disshare of happiness from the sex, you or I. turbed on his account.

Ran. By marrying her, I suppose ! Capable of Jac. Was he really a pretty fellow? friendship, love, and tenderness! ha, ha, ha! that Mrs Strict. That I cannot tell; I did not a man of your sense should talk so! If she be dance myselt, and so did not much mind him. capable of love, 'tis all I require of my mis- You must have the whole story from herself. tress; and as every woman, who is young,

Jac. Oh, I warrant ye, I get it all out. None pable of love, I am very reasonably in love with | are so proper to make discoveries in love, as every young woman I meet. My Lord Coke, in those who are in the secret themselves. a case I read this morning, speaks my sense. Both. My lord Coke!

Enter LUCETTA. kan. Yes, my lord Coke. What he says of one woman, I say of the whole sex: I take their Luc. Madam, Mr Strictland is inquiring for bodies, you their minds; which has the better llere has been Mr Buckle with a letter bargai?

from his master, which has made him very anFran. There is no arguing with so great a gry: lawyer. Suppose, therefore, we adjourn the de- Jac. Mr Bellamy said, indeed, he would try bate to some other time. I have some serious him once more, but I tear it will prove in rain. business with Mr Bellamy, and you want sleep, I Tell your master I am here.--[Erit LiceTTA.

What signifies fortune, when it only makes us Ran. Sleep! mere loss of time, and hin- slaves to other people? derance of business-- We men of spirit, sir, Mrs Strict. Do not be uneasy, my Jacintha. are above it.

You shall always find a friend in me: but as for Bel. Whither shall we go?

Mr Strictland, I know not what ill temper hangs Frun. Into the park. My chariot is at the about him lately. Nothing satisfies him, You door.

saw how he received us when we came off our Bel. Then if my servant calls, you'll send him journey. Though Clarinda was so good compaafier us?

[Ereunt. ny, he was barely civil to her, and downright rude Run. I will. [Looking on the card.] Clarin- to me. da's compliments'- A pox of this head of mine, Jac. I cannot help saying, I did observe it. Þever once to ask where she was to be found ! Mrs Strict. I saw you did. Ilush! he's bere.

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pleased at my having so agreeable a companion. Strict. Oh, your servant, madam! Here, I Strict. There was a time, when I was company have received a letter from Mr Bellamy, wherein enough for leisure hours. he desires I would once more hear what he has Mrs Strict. There was a time, when every to say. You know my sentiments; nay, so does word of mine was sure of meeting with a smile; he.

but those happy days, I know not why, have long Jac. For Heaven's sake, consider, sir, this is been over. no new affair, no sudden start of passion; we Strict. I cannot bear a rival, even of your own have known each other long. My father valued, sex. I hate the very name of female friends.and loved him; and, I am sure, were he alive, 1 No two of you can ever be an hour by yourselves, should have bis consent.

but one or both are the worse for it. Strict. Don't tell me. Your father would not Mrs Strict. Dear Mr Strictland have you marry against his will; neither will I Strict. This I know, and will not suffer. against mine: I am your father now.

Mrs Strict. It grieves me, sir, to see you so Jac. And you take a fatherly care of me. much in earnest : but, to convince you how wilStrict. I wish I had never had any thing to do ling I am to make you easy in every thing, it

shall be my request to her to remove immediJuc. You may easily get rid of the trouble. ately.

Strict. By listening, I suppose, to the young Strict. Do it-hark ye-Your request !-Why gentleman's proposals ?

yours?' 'Tis mine-my command—tell her so. I Jac. Which are very reasonable, in my opi- will be master of my own family, and I care not niop.

who knows it. Strict. Oh, very modest ones truly! and a very Mrs Strict. You fright me, sir! But it shall be modest gentleman he is, that proposes them! Å | as you please.--[In tears.]

[Goes out. fool, to expect a lady of thirty thousand pounds Strict. Ha! Have I gone too far? for I am fortune, should, by the care and prudence of her not master of myself. Mrs Strictland !-(She guardian, be thrown away upon a young fellow returns.)—Understand me right. I do not mean, not worth three hundred a-year! Tle thinks be- by what I have said, that I suspect your innoing in love is an excuse for this ; but I am not in cence; but, by crushing this growing friendship love: what does he think will excuse me? all at once, I may prevent a train of mischief

Mrs Strict. Well; but, Mr Strictland, I think which you do not foresee. I was, perhaps, too the gentleman should be heard.

harsh ; therefore, do it in your own way: but Strict. Well, well; seven o'clock's the time, let me see the house fairly rid of her. and, if the man has had the good fortune, since

[Erit STRICTLAND. I saw hin last, to persuade somebody or other to Mrs Strict. His earnestness in this affair give him a better estate, I give him my consent, amazes me; I am sorry I made this visit to Clanot else. His servant waits below : you may tell rinda; and yet I'll answer for her honour. What him I shall be at home.—[Erit Jacinth..}- can I say to her? Necessity must plead in my But where is your friend, your other half, all excuse-for, at all events, Mr Strictland must be this while? I thought you could not have breath- obeyed. ed a minute, without your Clarinda. Mrs Strict. Why, the truth is, I was going to

SCENE III.-St James's Park. see what makes her keep her chamber so long. Strict. Look ye, Mrs Strictland; you have been

Enter BELLAMY and FRANKLY. asking me for money this morning. In plain Frank. Now, Bellamy, I may unfold the seterms, not one shilling shall pass through these cret of my heart to you with greater freedom; fingers, till you have cleared my house of this for, though Ranger has honour, I am not in a huClarinda.

mour to be laughed at. I must have one that Mrs Strict. How can her innocent gaiety have will bear with my impertinence, sooth me into offended you? She is a woman of honour, and hope, and, like a friend indeed, with tenderness has as many good qualities

advise me. Strict. As women of honour generally have.- Bel. I thought you appeared more grave than I know it, and therefore am uncasy.

usual. Mrs Strict. But, sir

Frank. Oh, Bellamy! My soul is full of joy, Strict. But, madam—Clarinda, nor e'er a rake of pain, hope, despair, and ecstacy, that no word of fashion in England, shall live in my family, to but love is capable of expressing what I feel ! debauch it.

Bel. Is love the secret Ranger is not fit to Afrs Strict. Sir, she treated me with so much hear? In my mind, he would prove the more civility in the country, that I thought I could not able counsellor. And is all the gay indifference do less than invite her to spend as much time of my friend at last reduced to love? with me in town as her engagements would per- Frank. Even so—Never was a prude more re




you been?

solute in chastity and ill-nature, than I was fixed J. Meg. Ha ! Whose that? in indifference; but love has raised me from that Frank. A friend of mine. Mr Bellamy, this inactive state, above the being of a man. is Jack Meggot, sir; as honest a fellow as any in

Bel. Faith, Charles, I begin to think it has : life. but, pray, bring this rapture into order a little, J. Meg. Pho! Prithee! Pox! Charlesand tell me regularly, how, where, and when. Don't be silly-Sir, I am your humble : any one

Frank. If I was not most unreasonably in who is a friend of my Frankly's, am proud of love, those horrid questions would stop my embracing. mouth at once; but, as I am armed against rea- Bel. Sir, I shall endeavour to deserve your ciSon—I answer-at Bath, on Tuesday, she danced vility. and caught me.

J. Meg. Oh, sir! Well, Charles; what, dumb! Bel. Danced! And was that all? But who is Come, come; you may talk, though you have noshe? What is her name? Her fortune? Where thing to say, as I do. Let us hear, where have does she live?

Frank. Hold! Hold! Not so many hard Frunk. Why, for this last week, Jack, I have questions. Have a little mercy. I know but been at Bath. little of her, that's certain; but all I do know, J. Meg. Bath! the most ridiculous place is you shall have.

That evening was the first of life! amongst tradesmen's wives that hate their her appearing at Bath; the moinent I saw her, I husbands, and people of quality that had rather resolved to ask the favour of her hand; but the go to the devil than stay at home. People of no easy freedom with which she gave it, and her taste; no gout ; and, for devertimenti, if it unaffected good humour during the whole night, were not for the puppet-show, la vertu would be gained such a power over my heart, as none of dead amongst them. But the news, Charles; her sex could ever boast before. I waited on the ladies I fear your time hung heavy on your her home; and the next morning, when I went hands, by the small stay you made there. to pay the usual compliments, the bird was Frank. Faith, and so it did, Jack; the ladies flown; she had set out for London two hours are grown such idiots in love. The cards have so before, and in a chariot and six, you rogue ! debauched their five senses, that love, almighty Bel. But was it her own, Charles ?

love himself, is utterly neglected. Frank. That I don't know; but it looks bet- J. Meg. It is the strangest thing in life, but it ter than being dragged to town in the stage.-- is just so with us abroad. Faith, Charles, to tell That day and the next I spent in inquiries. I secret, which I don't care if all the world waited on the ladies who came with her; they knows, I am almost surfeited with the services of knew nothing of her. So, without learning either the ladies; the modest ones, I mean. The vast her name or fortune, I e'en called for my boots, variety of duties they expect, as dressing up to and rode post after her.

the fashion, losing fashionably, keeping fashionBel. And how do you find yourself after your able hours, drinking fashionable liquors, and fifty journey?

other such irregular niceties, so ruin a man's Frank. Why, as yet, I own, I am but on a cold pocket and constitution, that, 'foregad, he must scent: but a woman of her sprightliness and gen- have the estate of a duke, and the strength of a tility, cannot but frequent all public places; and, gondolier, who would list himself into their serwhen once she is found, the pleasure of the chase vice. will overpay the pains of rousing her. Oh, Bel- Frank. A free confession, truly, Jack, for one lamy! There was something peculiarly charming of your coat! in her, that seemed to claim my further acquaint

Bel, The ladies are obliged to you. ance; and if, in the more familiar parts of life, she shines with that superior lustre, and at last I

Enter Buckle, with a letter to BELLAMY. win her to my arms, how shall I bless my resolu- J. Meg. Oh, Lard, Charles! I have had the tion in pursuing her!

greatest misfortune in life since I saw you; peros Bel. But it, at last, she should prove unwor- Otho, that I brought from Rome with me, is thy

dead! Frank. I would endeavour to forget her. Frank. Well, well; get you another, and all Bel. Promise me that, Charles,--[Takes his

will be well again. hand.-and I allow—But we are interrupted. J. Meg. No; the rogue broke me so much

china, and gnawed my Spanish leather shoes so Enter Jack Meggot.

filthily, that, when he was dead, I began not to J. Meg. Whom have we here? My old friend endure bim, Frankly! Thou art grown a mere antique since I Bel. Exactly at seven! run back and assure saw thee. How hast thou done these five hun- him I will not fail.-[E.rit Buckle.]--Dead! dred years?

Pray, who was the gentleman? Frank. Even as you see me; well, and at your J. Meg. The gentleman was my monkey, sir; service ever,

an odd sort of a fellow, that used to divert me


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