"The supercilious statesman has his sneer, "To sooth a poor man off with, that can't bribe him; “The grave dull fellow of small business sooths "The humourist, and will needs admire his wit. "Who, without spleen, could see a hot-brain'd atheist, Thanking a surly doctor for his sermon ; "Or a grave counsellor meet a smooth young lord, "Squeeze him by the hand, and praise his good com"plexion? "Pol. Courts are the places where best manners “flourish; "Where the deserving ought to rise, and fools "Make shew. Why should I vex and chafe my spleen, “To see a gaudy coxcomb shine, when I "Have seen enough to sooth him in his follies, "And ride him to advantage as I please ? "Acast. Who merit, ought indeed to rise i'th' world; e "But no wise man that's honest shou'd expect it. "What man of sense would rack his generous mind, "To practise all the base formalities 41 "And forms of business? force a grave starch'd face, "When he's a very libertine in's heart? "Seem not to know this or that man in public, So Cast. Your lordship's wrongs have been with justice may complain ; But suffer us, whose younger minds ne'er felt Fortune's deceits, to court her as she's fair. 2 Were she a common mistress, kind to all, Her worth wou'd cease, and half the world grow idle. Acast. Go to, y'are fools, and know me not; I've learn'd Long since, to bear, revenge, or scorn my wrongs, You both wou'd fain be great, and to that end Where honour ought to have the fairest play, you'll find Corruption, envy, discontent, and faction, Almost in ev'ry band. How many men бо Have spent their blood in their dear country's service, Like deadly locusts, eat the honey up, Which those industrious bees so hardly toil'd for. Cast. These precepts suit not with my active mind; Methinks I would be busy. Pol. So would I, Not loiter out my life at home, and know No farther than one prospect gives me leave. Acast. Busy your minds then, study arts and men; Learn how to value merit, though in rags, And scorn a proud ill-manner'd knave in office. Enter SERINA. Ser. My Lord, my father! Acast Blessings on my child, My little cherub, what hast thou to ask me ? Ser. I bring you, sir, most glad and welcome news. The young Chamont, whom you've so often wish'd for, Is just arriv'd, and entering. Acast. By my soul, And all my honours, he's most dearly welcome; Enter CHAMONT. Welcome thou relict of the best lov'd man. 81 Cha. Words wou'd but wrong the gratitude I owe you: Shou'd I begin to speak, my soul's so full, Enter MONIMIA. Mon. My brother! Cha. Oh my sister! let me hold thee With fancy'd joys, 'till morning cares awak'd me. Though I remember well I had but one: 100 Acast. Young soldier, you've not only study'd war, For you have made yourself to me a father, Let there be joy through all the house this day! It is the birth-day of my royal master. Cha. I have no business there; I have not slavish temperance enough T'attend a fav'rite's heels, and watch his smiles, 120 And thank the lord that wrong'd me for his favour. Acast. This you could do. Cast. I'd serve my prince. He needs not any servants such as you. [To his Sons. Serve him! he merits more than man can do! So just, that were he but a private man, He cou'd not do a wrong. How wou'd you serve him? Cast. I'd serve him with my fortune here at home, And serve him with my person in his wars, Watch for him, fight for him, bleed for him. Pol. Die for him, As ev'ry true-born loyal subject ought. 140 Acast. Let me embrace you both. Now, by the souls Of my brave ancestors, I'm truly happy, For this be ever blest my marriage-day, Blest be your mother's memory that bore you, And doubly blest be that auspicious hour That gave ye birth. "Yes, my aspiring boys, "Ye shall have business, when your master wants you. "You cannot serve a nobler: I have serv'd him; "In this old body yet the marks remain "Of many wounds. I've with this tongue proclaim'd "His right, e'en in the face of rank rebellion; "And when a foul-mouth'd traitor once profan'd "His sacred name, with my good sabre drawn, "E'en at the head of all his giddy rout, "I rush'd, and clove the rebel to the chine." Enter Servant. Ser. My Lord th'expected guests are just arriv’d. Acast. Go you, and give 'em welcome and reception. [Exeunt Castalio, Polydore, Serina, &c. I |