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husband will be ashamed of loving a valuable Mrs Love. From this moment it shall be our
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?
[.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.
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.
SCENE I.-The Park.
see you in this way: banish your suspicions:
you have conceived some strange aversion, I am Enter Sie John Restless and Robert, from
afraid, to my lady, sir? a house in the side scene.
Sir John. No, Robert; no aversion : in spite of Sir John, Sir John Restless! sir John Rest
I dote upon her still. less ! thou hast played the fool with a vengeance! Rob. Then, why will you not think generously, What devil whispered thee to marry such a wo- sir, of the person you love? My lady, I dare be man? Robert, you have been a faithful servant, and I value you. Did your lady go out at Sir John. Is false to me. That embitters my this door here into the Park, or did she go out at whole life. I love her, and she repays me with the street-door?
ingratitude, with perfidy, with falsehood, with Rob. This door, sir.
Rob. I dare be sworn, sir, she is a woman of Sir John. Robert, I will never live in a house honour. again that has two doors to it.
Sir John. Robert, I have considered you as a Rob, Sir!
friend in my house : don't you betray me, too : Sir John. I will give warning to my landlord don't attempt to justify her. instantly. The eyes of Argus are not sufficient Rob. Dear sir, if you will but give me leave : to watch the motions of a wife, where there is a you have been an indulgent master to me, and I street-door, and a back-door, to favour her an only concerned for your welfare. You marescapes.
ried my lady for love, and I have heard you so Rob. Upon my word, sir, I wish-you will
Par- warm in her praise : why will you go back from don my boldness, sir-I wish you would shake off those sentiments ? this uneasiness that preys upon your spirits. It Sir John. Yes, I married her for love-Oh! grieves me to the heart-it does, indeed, sir, to love ! love! what mischief dost thou not occa
sion in this world? Yes, Robert, I married herthere-there—there, the thing is evident: you for love. When first I saw ber, I was not so may go in, Robert. much struck with her beauty, as with that air of Rob. Indeed, sir, Ian ingenuous mind that appeared in her counte- Sir John. Go in, I sav; go in. Dance; her features did not so much charai me Rob. There is no persuading him to his own with their symmetry, as that expression of sweet- good.
[Erit Ros. ness, that smile, that indicated ailability, modesty, Sir John. Gone towards the Horse Guards! and compliance. But, honest Robert, I was de-My head aches; my forehead burns; I am cutceived : I was not a month married, when I saw ting my horns. Gone towards the Horse Guards! her practising those very smiles at her glass : IT'il pursue her thither; if I find her, the time, the saw through the artifice'; plainly saw there was place, all will informn against her. Sir John Sir nothing natural in her manner, but all forced, all John! you were a madman to marry such a wostudied, put on with her head-dress. I was
[Erit. alarıned; I resolved to watch her from that mo
Enter BEVERLEY and BELLMONT, at opposite ment, and I have scen such things!
sides, Rob. Upon my word, sir, I believe you wrong her, and wrong yourself: you build on ground- Bev. Ha! My dear Bellmont? A fellow sufless surmises; you make yourself unhappy, and ferer in love is a companion well met. my lady, too; and, by being constantly uneasy, Bel. Beverley, I rejoice to see you. and never shewing her the least love, you'll for- Bev. Well! I suppose the same cause bas give me, sir-you fill her mind with strange sus- brought us both into the Park: both caine to picions, and so the mischief is done.
sigh our amorous vows in the friendly gloom of Sir John, Suspicions, Robert?
yonder walk. Belinda keeps a perpetual war of Rub. Ya, sir; strange suspicions! My lady love and grief, arid hope and fear in my heart : finds herself treated with no degree of tender and let me see-[Lays his hand on BELLMONT's ness; she infers that your inclinations are fixed breast.}-how fares all here? I fancy my sister elsewhere, and so she is become-you will par- is a little busy with you? don my blunt honesty-she is become downright Bel. Busy! She inakes a perfect riot there.jealous—as jealous as yourself, sir.
Not one wink the whole night. Oh! Clarissa, Sir John. "Oh! Robert, you are little read in her form so animated! Her eyes sothe arts of women; you little know the intrica- Bev. Prithee! truce ; I have not leisure to atcies of their conduct; the mazes through which tend to her praise : a sister's praise, too! the they walk, shifting, turning, winding, running in- greatest merit I could ever see in Clarissa is, to devious paths, but tending all through a laby- that she loves you freely and sincerely. rinth into the temple of Venus. You cannot sce, Bel. And, to be even with you, sir, your Bethat all her pretences to suspect me of infidelity, linda! upon my soul, notwithstanding all your laare merely a counter-plot to cover ber own loose vish praises, her highest perfection, in iny mind, is designs. It is but a gauze covering, though; it is her sensibility to the merit of my friend. seen through, and only serves to show her guilt Bev. Oh, Bellmont! Such a girl! But tell me the more.
honestly, now, do you think she has ever betrayRob. Upon my word, sir John, I cannot sec- ed the least regard for me? Sir John. No, Robert; I know
Be!. Ilow can you, who have such convincing Her suspicions of me all make against her; they proofs, how can you ask such a question? That are female stratagems; and yet, it is but too true, uneasiness of yours, that inquietude of mindthat she still is near my heart. Oh! Robert, Bev, Pritliee, don't fix that character upon Robert! When I have watched her at a play or elsewhere; when I have counted her oglings, Bel. It is your character, my dear Beverley: and her whisperings, her stolen glances, and her instead of enjoying the object before you, you artful leer, with the cunning of her sex, she has are ever looking back to something past, or conpretended to be as watchful of me: dissembling, jecturing about sounething to come, and are your false, deceitful woman!
own selt-tormentor. Rob. And yet, I dare assure you
Bez. No, no, no: don't be so severe : I hate Sir John. No more ; I am not to be deceived; the very notion of such a temper: the thing is, I know her thoroughly, and now---now--has not when a man loves tenderly, as I do, solicitude she escaped out of my house, even now ?
and anxiety are natural; and, when Belinda's faRob. But with no bad design.
ther opposes my warmest wishesSir John. I a!n the best judge of that: which Bel. Why, yes; the good Mr Blandford is wilway did she go?
ling to give her in marriage to me. Rob. Across the Park, sir; that way, towards Beo. The senseless old dotard ! the Horse Guards.
Bel. Thank you for the compliment! And my Sir John. Towards the Horse Guards! There father, the wise sir William Bellmont
Ber. Is a tyrannical, positive, headstrong-- on his hands, for we two have been agreeing
Bel. There again I thank you. But, in short, what havock he has made with us. the old couple, Belinda's father and mine, have Cla. Yes; but we are but in a kind of fool's paboth agreed upon the match. They insist upon radise here : all our schemes are but mere castlecompliance from their children; so that, accord-building, which your father, Mr Bellmont, and, ing to their wise heads, I am to be married off my dear Belinda—yours, too, are most obstinatehand to Belinda, and you and your sister, poorly determined to destroy. Clarissa, are to be left to shift for yourselves. Bel. Why, as you say, they are determined Bev. Racks and torments !
that I shall have the honour of Belinda's hand, Bel. Racks and torments! Seas of milk and in the country-dance of matrimony. ships of amber, man! We are sailing to our
Belin. Without considering that I may like wished for harbour, in spite of their machina- another partner better. tions. I have settled the whole affair with Cla- Beo. And without considering that I, forlorn rissa.
as I am, and :ny sister, there, who is as well inBev. Have you?
clined to a matrimonial gaine of romps as any Bel. I have; and to-morrow morning makes girl in Christendom, must both of us sit down, me possessor of her charms.
and bind our brows with willow, in spite of our Bev. My dear boy, give us your hand: and strongest inclinations to mingle in the groupe. then, thou dear rogue, and then Belinda's mine! Belin. But we have planned our own happiness, Loll-toll-loll.
and, with a little resolution, we shall be successBel. Well, may you be in raptures, sir; for ful in the end, I warrant you. Clarissa, let us here, here, here they both come.
take a turn this way, and leave that love-sick
pair to themselves: they are only fit company for Enter Belinda and CLARISSA.
each other, and we may find wherewithal to en
tertain ourselves. Bev. Grace was in all her steps; heaven in her
Cla. Let us try: turn this way. eye; in every gesture dignity and love.
Bel. Are you going to leave us, Clarissa ? Belin. A poetical reception, truly! But can- Cla. Only just sauntering into this side-walk : not your passion inspire you to a composition of we sha'nt lose one another. your own, Mr Beverley ?
Belin. You are such a tender couple! you are Bev. It inspires me with sentiments, madam, not tired, I see, of saying pretty soft things to which I cannot find words to express. Suckling, each other. Well, well! take your own way. Waller, Landsdown, and all our dealers in love- Cla. And, if I guess right, you are glad to be verses, give but a faint image of a heart touched left together? like mine.
Belin. Who, I? Belin. Puor gentleman! What a terrible ta- Cla. Yes, you; the coy Belinda! king you are in! But, if the sonneteers cannot Belin. Not I truly: let us walk together. give an image of you, sir, have you had recourse Cla. No, no; by no means: you shall be into a painter, as you promised me?
dulged. Adieu! we shall be within call. Bev. I have, Belinda, and here-here is the
[Ercunt Bel, and Cla. humble portrait of your adorer.
Bev. My sister is generously in love with Belin. [Takes the picture.}-Well! there is a
Bellmont: I wish Belinda would act as openly likeness; but, after all, there is a better painter towards me.
Aside. than this gentleman, whoever he be.
Belin. Well, sir! Thoughtful! I'll call Mr Beo. A better! Now she is discontented !- Bellmont back, if that is the case. (Aside.)-Where, ma lam, can a better be found ? Beo. She will call him back. If money can purchase him—
[ Aside Belin. Oh! sir, when he draws for money, he
Belin. Am I to entertain you, or you me? never suceeeds. But, when pure inclination Ben. Madam ! prompts him, then his colouring is warm indeed. Belin. Madam !-ha, ha! why, you look as if He gives a portrait that endears the original. you were frightened : are you afraid of being
Bev. Such an artist is worth the Indies! left alone with me!
Belin. You need not go so far to seek bim : Bro. Oh! Belinda, you know that is the haphe has done your business already. The limper piness of iny life-buit I mean, is a certain little blind god, called Love, Belin. But what, sir? and he has stamped such an impression of you Ber. Ilare I done any thing to offend here
Belin. To offend me? Beo. diadam, your most obedient: and I can Beo. I should have been of the tell you, that the very same gentleman has been night; I own I should; it was a sufficient inat work for you too.
ducement to me that you was to be there; it was Bel. (l'ho had been talking apart with Cla- wy fault, and you, I see, are piqued at it. Rissa.]--Oh! he has had a world of business up- Belin. I piqued!