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Love. Very well!-leave the room.

Sir Bril. She won't tell her husband !A Mus. The devil fetch it, I was never so out in charming creature, and blessings on her for so my politics in all my days. [Erit Mus. convenient a bint! She yields, by all my hopes!

Love. A pretty epistle truly ! [Reads.] ' When -What shall I say to overwhelm her senses in a you command me, my dearest Mrs Lovemore, flood of nonsense?

[Aside. never to touch again upon the subject of love, you command an impossibility. You excite the Go, my heart's envoys; tender sighs, niake haste• Aame, and forbid it to burn. Permit me once Still drink delicious poisons from the eye

more to throw myself on my es, and implore Raptures and paradise your compassion. - -Compassion, with a ven Pant on thy lip, and to thy heart be pressed. geance on him! - Think you see me now, with

[Forcing her all this time. tender, melting, supplicating eyes, languishing at

Enter MR LOVEMORE. your feet.' -Very well, sir - Can you find • it in your heart to persist in cruelty : Grant Love. Hell and distraction ! this is too much. me but access to you once more, and, in addi Sir Bril. What the devil's the matter now!

tion to what I already said this morning, I will [Kneels down to buckle his shoe.] This confounded I urge such motives.'-Urge motives, will ye - buckle is always plaguing me. Lovemore! I re

as will convince you, that you should no longer joice to see thee. [Looking at each other. 'hesitate, in gratitude, to reward him, who bere Love. And have you the confidence to look me makes a vow of eternal constancy and love.

in the face? BRILLIANT Fashion.' Sir Bril. was telling your lady here of the So, so, so ! your very humble servant, sir Bril- most whimsical adventure liant Fashion - This is your friendship for me,

Lone. Don't add the meanness of falsehood to is it?—You are mighty Kind, indeed, sir-but I the black attempt of invading the happiness of thank you as much as if you had really done me your friend. I did imagine, sir, from the long the favour : and, Mrs Lóvemore, I'm your hum- intercourse that has subsisted between us, that ble servant, too. She intends to laugh all the you might have had delicacy enough, feeling rest of her life! This letter will change her note. enough, honour enough, sir, not to meditate an Yonder she comes along the gallery, and sir Bril- injury like this. liant in full chase of her. They come this

way. Sir Bril. Ay, it's all over, I am detected. Could I but detect them both now! I'll step (Aside.) AIr Lovemore, I feel that I have been aside, and who knows but the devil may tempt wrong, and will not attempt a vindication of ins: them to their undoing. A polite husband I am : self. We have been friends hitherto, and, if there's the coast clear for you, madani. [Erit. begging your pardon for this rashness will any

ways atoneEnter Mrs LOVEMORE and SIR BRILLIANT, Love. No, sir; nothing can atone. The pro

Mrs Love. I have already told you my mind, vocation you have given me would justify my sir Brilliant. Your civility is odious ; your com- drawing upon you this instant, did not that lady, pliments fulsome; and your solicitations insults and this roof, protect you. ing.-I must make use of harsh language, sir : Sir Bril. Harsh language to a friendyou provoke it.

Love. Friend, sir Brilliant ! Sir Bril. Not retiring to solitude and discon Şir Bril. If you will but hear me, tent again, I hope, madam! Have a care, my

Love. Sir, I insist; I won't hear a word. dear Mrs Lovemore, of a relapse.

Sir Bril. I declare upon my honourMrs Love. No danger, sir : don't be too soli Love. Honour! for shame, sir Brilliant! how citous about me. Why leave the company? Let nour and friendship are sacred words, and you me intreat you to return, sir.

profane them both. Sir Bril. By Heaven, there is more rapture in Sir Bril. If imploring forgiveness of that being one moment vis-a-vis with you, than in the ladycompany of a whole drawing-room of beauties. Love. That lady “I desire you will never Round you are melting pleasures, tender trans- speak to that lady. ports, youthful loves, and blooming graces, all Sir Bril. Can you command a moment's pao unfelt, neglected, and despised, by a tasteless, tience ? cold, unimpassioned husband, while they might Love. Sir, I am out of all patience : this must be all so much better employed to the purposes be settled between us: I have done for the preof ecstacy and bliss.

sent. Mrs Love. I am amazed, sir, at this liberty.

Enter Sir BASHFUL. What action of my life has authorized this assurance !-- desire, sir, you will desist. Were Sir Bash. Did not I hear loud words among I not afraid of the ill consequences that might you? I certainly did. What are you quarrelling follow, I should not hesitate a moment to ac about? quaint Mr Lovemore with your whole behaviour. Lore. Read that, sir Bashful. [Gires hin Sis

[Reads. this ?

tenderest pas

BRILLIANT's letter.] Read that, and judge if I Love. 'Sdeath, madam, give me way. have not cause - [Sir BASHFUL reads to himself. Mrs Love. Nay, don't be in such a hurry: I

Sir Bril. Hear but what I have to say want to introduce an acquaintance of mine to

Love. No, sir, no; we shall find a fitter time. you. As for you, madam, I am satisfied with your con Love. I desire, madamduct. I was, indeed, a little alarmed, but I have Mrs Bel. My lord, my lord Etheridge; I am been a witness of your behaviour, and I am above heartily glad to see your lordship. harbouring low suspicious.

[Taking hold of him. Sir Bash. Upon my word, Mr Lovemore, this Mrs Love. Do, my dear, let me introduce this is carrying the jest too far.

lady to you. Love. It is the basest action a gentleman can be guilty of; and, to a person who never injured Love. Here's the devil and all to do! [Aside. him, still more criminal.

Mrs Bell. My lord, this is the most fortunate Sir Bush. Why, so I think. Sir Brilliant, [To encounter. him, aside.] here, take this letter, and read it to Love. I wish I was afty miles off.. [Aside. him—his own letter to my wife.

Mrs Love. Mrs Bellmour, give me leave to Sir Bril. Let me see it [Takes the letter. introduce Mr Lovemore to you. Sir Bash. 'Tis indeed, as you say, the vilest

[Turning him to her. action a gentleman can be guilty of.

Mrs Bell. No, my dear madam, let me introLove. An unparalleled breach of friendship:

duce lord Etheridge to you. [Pulling him.] My Sir Bril. Not altogether so unparalleled : I be-lordlieve it will not be found without a precedent Sir Bril. In the name of wonder, what is all as, for example: • To my Lady Constant

Sir Bash. This is another of his intrigues blown Why should I conceal, my dear madam, that up. your charins have awakened my

Mrs Love. My dear madam, you are mistaken: «sion ?'

this is my husband. Love. Confusion my letter- [Asiile.

Mrs Bell. Pardon me, madam; 'tis my lord Sir Bril. [Reading] I long have loved you,

Etheridge. long adored. Could'I but fatter myself’— Mrs Love. My dear, how can you be so ill(LovEmore walks about uneasy ; Sır Bril- bred in your own house ?- Mrs Bellmour—this is LIANT follows him.)

Mr Lovemore. Sir Bash. There, Mr Lovemore, the basest Love. Are you going to toss me in a blanket, treachery!

madam?-call

up

the rest of your people, if you Sir Bril

. [Reads.] Could I but flatter myself are, with the least kind return.'

Mrs Bell. Pshaw! prithee now, my lord, leave Love. Confusion ! let me seize the letter out off your humours. Mrs Lovemore, this is my of his hand.

(Snatches it from him. lord Etheridge, a lover of mine, who has made Sir Bash. An unparalleled breach of friend- proposals of marriage to me. ship, Mr Lovemore.

Lore. Confusion! let me get rid of these two Love. All a forgery, sir; all a forgery.

furies.

[Breaks away from them. Sir Bush. That I deny; it is the very identical Sir Bash. He has been tampering with her, letter my lady threw away with such indigna- too, has he? tion. She tore it in two, and I have pieced it Mrs Bell. (Follows him.] My lord, I say! my together.

Lord Etheridge ! won't your lordship know me? Love. A mere contrivance to varnish his guilt. Love. This is the most damnable accident! Sir Bril. Ha, ha! my dear Lovemore, we

(Aside. know one another. Have not you been at the Mrs Bell. I hope your lordship has not forgot same work with the widow Bellmour?

your appointment at my house this evening? Love. The widow Bellmour !-If I spoke to Love, I deserve all this.

Aside. ber, it was to serve you, sir.

Mrs Bell. Pray, my lord, what have done, Sir Bril. Are you sure of that?

that you treat me with this coldness ? Come, Love. Po! I won't stay a moment longer come, you shall have a wife: I will take compasamong ye. I'll go into another room to avoid ye sion on you. all. I know little or nothing of the widow Bell Love. Damnation! I can't stand it. [Aside.

(Opens the door. Sir Bash. Murder will out: murder will out.

Mrs Bel. Come, cheer up, my lord: what the Enter Mrs BELLMOUR.

deuce, your dress is altered! what's become of Hell and destruction !what fiend is conjured the star and ribband? And so the gay, the florid, up here? Zvons ! let me make my escape out of the magnifique lord Etheridge, dwindles down into the house.

[Runs to the opposite door. plain Mr Lovemore, the married man! Mr LoveMrs Love. I'll secure this pass : you must not inore, your most obedient, very humble servant, go, my dear.

mour, sir.

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Love. I can't bear to feel myself in so ridicu Love. I'll turn the tables upon sir Bashful, for lous a circumstance.

[ Aside. all this--{Takes Sir Bashrul's letter out of his Sir Bush. He has been passing himself for a pocket.}-where is the mighty harm now in this lord, has he?

letter? Mrs Bell. I beg my compliments to your friend Sir Bash. Where's the harm? Mrs Loveit: I am much obliged to you both for Love. [Reads.] 'I cannot, my dearest life, any your very honourable designs.

' longer bebold

[Curtseying to him. Sir Bash. Shame and confusion! I am unLove. I was never so ashamed in all my life! done!

[ Aside. Sir Bril. So, so, so, all his pains were to hide Love. Hear this, sir Bashful The manifold the star from me. This discovery is a perfect' vexations, of which, through a false prejudice, I cordial to my dejected spirits.

am myself the occasion.' Mrs Bel. Mrs Lovemore, I cannot sufficiently Ludy Con. What is all this? acknowledge the providence that directed you to Sir Bush. I am a lost man!

[Aside. pay me a visit, though I was wholly unknown to Love. Mind, sir Bashful.-I am therefore reyou; and I shall henceforth consider you as my solved, after many conflicts with myself, to deliverer.

throw off the mask, and frankly own a passion, Love. So ! it was she that fainted away in the ' which the tear of falling into ridicule, has, in closet, and be damned to her jealousy ! [Aside. appearance, suppressed.

Sir Bril. By all that's whimsical, an odd sort Sir Bash. 'Sdeath! I'll hear no more of it. of an adventure this! My lord, (Advances to

(Snatches at the letter. him.) my lord, my lord Etheridge, as the man Love. No, sir; I resign it here, where it was says in the play, “Your lordship is right welcome directed; and, with it, these notes which sir Bashback to Denmark.'

ful gave me for your use. Love. Now he comes upon me.-Oh! I'ın in a Lady Con. It is his hand, sure enough. fune situation !

Aside. Love. Yes, madam, and those are his sentiSir Bril. My lord, I hope that ugly pain in ments, which he explained to me more at large. your lordship's side is abated.

Lady Con. [Reads.] Accept the pre: ents Love. Absurd, and ridiculous. [ Aside. • wbich I myself have sent you; money, aitend

Sir Bril. There is nothing forming there, I ance, equipage, and every thing else you shall hope, my lord?

command; and, in return, I shall only entreat Love. I shall come to an explanation with you, you to conceal from the world that you have sir.

raised a flame in this heart, which will ever Sir Bril. The tennis-ball from lord Racket's unlucky left hand.

Your admirer, Love. No more at present, sir Brilliant. I And your truly affectionate husband, leave you now to yourselves, and-[Goes to the

BASHFUL CONSTANT.' door in the back scene.}-'sdeath, another fiend ! All. Ha, ha! I am beset by them.

Sir Bril. So, so, so! he has been in love with

his own wife all this time, has he? Sir Bashtul, Enter LADY CONSTANT.

will you go and sce the new comedy with me! No way to escape?

Sir Bush. I shall blush through the world all [Attempts both stage doors, and is prevented the rest of my life.

[Aside. Lady Con. Mr Lovemore, it is the luckiest Bril. Lovemore, don't you think it a base thing in the world, that you are come home. thing to invade the happiness of a friend? or to

Love. Ay; it is all over-all must come to do bim a clandestine wrong? or to injure him light.

with the woman he loves ? Lady Con. I have lost every rubber; quite Love. To cut the matter short with you, sir, broke; four by honours against me every time. we have been traitors to each other; a couple of Do, Mr Lovemore, lend me another hundred. unprincipled, unreflecting profligates.

Love. I would give an hundred pounds you Sir Bril. Profligates ? were all in Lapland.

Aside. Love, Ay! both! we are pretty fellows, inLady Con. Mrs Lovemore, let me tell you,

deed! you are married to the falsest man; he has de Mrs Bell. I am glad to find you are awakenceived me strangely,

ed to a sense of your error. Mrs Love. I begin to feel for him, and to pity Love. I rm, madam; and frank enough to own his uneasiness.

it. I am above attempting to disguise my feels Mrs Bell. Never talk of pity ; let him beings, when I am conscious they are on the side of probed to the quick.

truth and honour. With the sincerest remorse, I Sir Bash. The case is pretty plain, I think, now, ask your pardon. I should ask pardon of my sir Brilliant ?

lady Constant, too; but the fact is, sir Bashful Sir Bril. Pretty plain, upon my soul! Ha, ha! threw the whole affair in my way; and, when a

show me,

husband will be ashamed of loving a valuable Mrs Love. From this moment it shall be our
woman, he must not be surprised, if other people mutual study to please cach other.
take her case into consideration, and love her for Lore. A match, with all my heart. I shall,
him.

hereafter, be ashamed only of my follies, but ne Sir Bril. Why, faith, that does, in some sort, ver aslained of owning that I sincerely love you. make his apology.

Sir Bash. Shan't you be ashamed?
Sir Bush. Sir Bashful! sir Bashful! thou art Love. Never, sir.
ruined.

[.Iside. Sir Lash. And will you keep me in counteMrs Bell. Well, sir, upon certain terins, Inance ? don't know but I may sign and seal your pardon. Love. I will. Lore. Terms! What terms?

Sir Bush. Give me your hand. I now forgive Dirs Bell. That you make due expiation of you all. My lady Constant, I own the letter; I your guilt to that lady. [Pointing to Mrs Love. own the sentiments of it [Embraces her.]; and,

Love. That lady, madam! That lady has no from this moment, I take you to my heart.reason to complain.

Lovemore, zookers! you have made a man of me. Mrs Love. No reason to complain, Mr Love- Sir Brilliant, come; produce the buckles. more?

Lady Con. If you hold in this humour, sir Love. No, madam, none; for, whatever may Bashful, our quarrels are at an end. have been my imprudencies, they have had their Sir Bril. And now, I suppose, I must make source in your conduct.

restitution hereMrs Lore. In my conduct, sir ?

[Gives Lady CoNSTANT the buckles. Love. In your conduct :- I here declare before Sir Bash. "Ay, ay; make restitution. Lovethis company, and I am above misrepresenting more! this is the consequence of his having some the matter; I here declare, that no man in Eng- tolerable phrase, and a person, Mr Lovemore! land could be better inclined to domestic happi- ha, ha! ness, if you, madam, on your part, had been wil Sir Bril. Why, I own the laugh is against me, ling to make home agreeable.

With all my heart; I am glad to see my friends Irs Love. There, I confess, he touches me. happy at last. Loremore, may I presume to hope

[Aside for pardon at that lady's hands? Lore. You could take pains enough before

[Points to Mrs LoveMore. marriage; you could put forth all your charms; Love. My dear confederate in vice, your parpractise all your arts, and make your features don is granted. Two sad libertines we have been. please by rule; for ever changing; running an But come, give us your hand: we have used each eternal round of variety; and all this to win my other scurvily : for the future, we will endeavour affections : but when you had won them, you did to atone for the errors of our past misconduct. not think them worth your keeping ; never dress Sir Bril. Agreed; we will, henceforward, beed, pensive, silent, melancholy; and the only en- have like men, who have not forgot the obligatertainment in my house, was the dear pleasure of tions of truth and honour. a dull conjugal téte-à-téte; and all this insipidity, Love. And now, I congratulate the whole coinbecause you think the sole mcrit of a wite con. pany, that this business has had so happy a tensists in ber virtue : a fine way of amusing a hus- dency to convince each of us of our folly. band, truly!

Mrs Bell. Pray, sir, don't draw me into a share Sir Bril. Upon my soul, and so it is

of your folly.

[Laughing Love. Come, come, my dear madam, you are Mrs Love. Sir, I must own there is too much not without your share of it. This will teach truth in what you say. This lady has opened my you, for the future, to be content with one lover eyes, and convinced me there was a mistake in at a time, without listening to a fellow you know iny former conduct.

nothing of, because he assumes a title, and Love. Come, come; you need say no more. I spreads a fair report of himself. forgive you; I forgive.

Mrs Bell. The reproof is just; I grant it. Mirs Lore. Forgive! I like that air of confi. Love. Come, let us join the company cheerdence, when you know that, on my side, it is, at fully, keep our own secrets, and not make ourworst, an error in judgment; whereas, on yours-selves the town-talk.

Mrs Bell. Po! po! never stand disputing : Sir Bash. Ay, ay; let us keep the secret. you know each other's faults and virtues ; you Love. What, returning to your fears again? have nothing to do but to me the former, you will put me out of countenance, sir Bashful. and enjoy the latter. There, there; kiss and Sir Bush. I have done. friends. There, Mrs Lovemore, take your re Love. When your conduct is fair and upright, claimed libertine to your arms.

never be afraid of ridicule. Real honour, and Love. 'Tis in your power, madam, to make a generous affection, may bid defiance to all the reclaimed libertine of me indeed.

small wits in the kingdom. In my opinion, were VOL. II.

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the business of this day to go abroad into the to suffer their powers of pleasing to languish world, it might prove a very useful lesson : the away, but should still remember to sacrifice te men would see how their passions may carry the graces. them into the danger of wounding the bosom of a friend : and the ladies would learn, that, after To win a man, when all your pains succeed, the marriage rites are performed, they ought not The WAY TO KEEP HIM, is a task indeed.

(Ereunt omnes.

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