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[Act 17.

AIR

Jus. W. Stay, where is the place? Oh, here: the manners to knock at the door first-What -I am come in quest of my runaway, and does the wench stand for? write this at an inn in your village, while Madge. I want to know if his worship's at I am swallowing a morsel of dinner : be- home? cause, not having the pleasure of your Hodge. Well, what's your business with acquaintance, I did not care to intrude, bis worship? without giving you notice. Whoever this Madge. Perhaps you will hear that-Lookye. person is, he understands good manners. 1 Hodge, it does not signify talking, I am come, beg leave to wait on you, sir; but desire once for all, to know wbat you intends to do; you would keep my arrival a secret, par- for I won't be made a fool of any longer. ticularly from the young man.

Hodge. You won't? William MEADOWS. Madge. No, that's what I won't, by the best I'll assure you, a very well worded, civil let- man that ever wore a bead; I am the maketer. Do you know any thing of the person game of the whole village upon your account; who writes it, neighbour?

and I'll try whether your master gives you Haw. Let me consider-Meadows—by dad, toleration in your doings. I belive it is sir William Meadows of North- Hodge. You will? amptonshire; and, now I remember, I heard Madge. Yes, that's what I will, his worship some time ago that the heir of that family shall be acquainted with all your pranks, and had absconded, on account of a marriage that see how you will like to be sent for a soldier, was disagreeable to him. It is a good many Hodge. There's the door; take a friend's years since I have seen sir William, but we advice, and go about your business. were once well acquainted: and, if you please, Madge. My business is with his worship; sir, I will go and conduct him to ihe house. and I wor't go till I sees him.

Jus. W. Do so, master Hawthorn, do so- Hodge. Look you, Madge, if you make any But what sort of a man is this sir William of your orations bere, never stir if I don't set Meadows? Is he a wise man?

the dogs at you-Will you

be gone? Haw. There is no occasion for a man that Madge. I won't. has five thousand pounds a year, to be a con- Hodge. Here, Towzer, [Whistling] wbu, jurer; but I suppose you ask that question whu, whu. because of this story about his son; taking it for granted, that wise parents make wise children.

Jus. W. No doubt of it, master Hawthorn, Was ever poor fellow so plagu'd with a no doubt of it_I warrant we shall find now,

vixen? that this young rascal has fallen in love with Zawns! Madge, don't provoke me, but some mynx, against his father's consent-Why,

mind what I

say; sir, if I had as many children as king. Priam You've chose a wrong, parson for playing had, that we read of at school, in the destruc

your tricks on, tion of Troy, not one of them should serve So pack up your alls and be trudging

away; Haw. Well, well, neighbour, perhaps not;

You'd better be quiet, but we should remember when we were young

And not breed a riot; ourselves ; and I was as likely to play an old 'Sblood, must I stand prating with you bere don such a trick in my day, as e'er a spark in

all day? the hundred; nay, between you and me, I had I've got other maiters to mind; done it once, bad the wench been as willing May hap you may think me an ass : as J.

But to the contrary you'll find;

A fine piece of work by the mass! My Dolly was the fairest thing!

Enter Rosetta. Her breath disclos'd the sweets of spring;

Ros. Sure I heard the voice of discord bere And if for summer you would seek,

-as I live, an adınirer of mine, and, if I mis'Twas painted in her eye, her cheek;

take not, a rival-l'll have some sport with Her swelling bosom, tempting ripe, Of fruitful autumn was the type:

them-how now, fellow servant, what's tbe

matter? But, when my tender tale I told,

Hodge. Nothing, Mrs. Rosetta, only this I found her heart was winter cold.

young woman wants to speak with bis woJus. W. Ah, you were always a scape-grace ship-Madge, follow me. rattle-eap.

Madge. No, Hcdge, this is your fine madam; Haw. Odds heart, neighbour Woodcock, but I am as good Hesh and blood as she, and don't tell me, young fellows will be young bave as clear a skin too, tho'f I maynt go se fellows, though we preach till we're hoarse gay; and now she's bere, I'll tell her a piece again; and so there's an end on't. [Exeunt. of my mind.

Hodge. Hold your tongue, will you? SCENE III.-JUSTICE Woodcock's Hall.

Madge. No, I'll speak if I die for it.

Ros. What's the matter, I say?
Enter Hodge and Madge.

Hodge. Why nothing, I tell you ;-MadgeHodge. So, mistress, who let you in? Madge. Yes, but it is something; it's all Madge. Why, I let myself in.

along of she, and she may be ashamed of Hodge. Indeed! Marry come up! why then herself. pray let yourself out again. Times are come Ros. Bless me, child, do you direct your in a pretiy pass; I think you might have had discourse to me?

me so.

A I R.

Madge. Yes, I do, and lo nobody else; there But go up to town in the waggon next week; was not a kinder soul breathing than he was A service in London is no such disgrace, till of late; I had never a cross word from him And Register's office will get me a place: till be kept you company; but all the girls Bet Blossom went there, and soon met with about say, there is no such thing as keeping

a friend: a sweetheart for you.

Folks

say

in her silks she's now standing Ros. Do you hear this, friend Hodge ?

an end! Hodge. Why, you don't mind she, I hope; Then why should not I the same maxim but if that vexes her, I do like you, I do; my

pursue, mind runs upon nothing else; and if so be as And better my fortune as other girls do? you was agreeable to it, I would marry you

[Erit. to-night, before to-morrow.

Scene IV.-A Chamber, Madge. You're a nasty monkey; you are parjur'd, you know you are,

and

Enter ROSETTA and LUCINDA. deserve

you to have your eyes lore out.

Ros. Ha! ha! ha! Oh admirable, most de Hodge. Let me come at her-I'll teach you lectably ridiculous. And so your father is to call names, and abuse folk.

content he should be a music-master, and will Madge. Do; strike me;--you a man! have him such, in spite of all your aunt can

Ros. Hold, bold-we shall bave a battle here say to the contrary ? presently, and I may chance to get my cap Luc. My father and be, child, are the best iore off-Never exasperate a jealous woman, companions you ever saw: and have been 'tis taking a mad bull by the horns-Leave singing together the most hideous duets! Bobme to manage ber.

bing Juan, and Old Sir Simon the King: heaven Hodge. You manage her! I'll kick her. knows were Eustace could pick them up: but

Ros. No, no, it will be more for my credit, he has gone through balf the contents of Pills to get the better of her by fair means-1 war-lo purge Melancholy with him. rani I'll bring her to reason.

Ros. And have you resolved to take wing Hodge. Well, do so then-But may I de-to-night? pend upon you? when shall I speak to the Luc. This very night, my dear: my swain parson?

will go from hence this evening, but no furRos. We'll talk of that another time-Go.ther than the inn, where he has left his horHodge. Madge, good bye.

[Erit. ses; and, at twelve precisely, he will be with Ros. The brutality of this fellow shocks me! a post-chaise at the little gate that opens from -Oh men, men-you are all alike—A bumkin the lawn into the road, where I have promised here, bred at the barn door; had be been to meet him. brought up in a court, could he bave been Ros. Then depend upon it, I'll bear you more fashionably vicious! show me the lord, company. squire, colonel, or captain of them all, can Luc. We shall slip out when the family are outdo him!

[the place any longer. asleep, and I bave prepared Hodge already. Madge. I am ready to burst, I can't stay in Well, I hope we shall be bappy. Ros. Hold, child, come hither.

Ros. Never doubt it.
Madge. Don't speak to me, don't you.
Ros. Well, but I have something to say to

AIR. you of consequence, and that will be for

your

In love should there meet a fond pair, good; I suppose this fellow promised you Untutor’d by fashion or art; marriage.

[vail'd upon me. Whose wishes are warm and sincere, Madge. Ay, or he never should have pre- Wbose words are th' excess of the heart :

Ros. Well, now you see the ill consequence If ought of substantial delight, of trusting to such promises: when once a On this side the slars can be found, man hath cheated a woman of her virtue, she 'Tis sure when that couple unite, has no longer hold of him; he despises ber And Cupid by Hymen is crown'd. for wanting that which he hath robb'd her of; and, like a lawless conqueror, triumphs in the

Enter HAWTHORN. ruin be hath occasioned.

Haw. Lucy, where are you? Madge. Nan!

Luc. Your pleasure, sir, Ros. However, I bope the experience you Ros. Mr. Hawthorn, your servant. have got, though somewhat dearly purchased, Haw. What my little water-wagtail! – The will be of use to you for the future; and, as very couple I wish'd to meet: come hither to any designs I have upon the heart of your both of you. lover, you may make yourself casy, for I as- Ros. Now, sir, what would you say to both sure you I shall be no dangerous rival; so go of us? your ways and be a good girl. [Exit. Haw. Why, let me look at you a little

Madge. Yes—I don't very well understand have you got on your best gowns, and your her talk, but I suppose that's as much as to best faces? If not, go and trick yourselves out say she'll keep him all to berself; well, let her, directly, for I'll tell you a secret -- there will who cares? I don't fear getting better nor he be a young bachelor in the house, within these is any day of the year, for the matter of that: three hours, that may fall to the share of one and I have a thought come into my head, that, of you, if you look sharp-but whether mi'may be, will be more to my advantage. stress or maid

Ros. Ay, marry, this is something; but how Since Hodge proves ungrateful, no further do you know whether either mistress or maid l'UI seek;

will think bim worth acceplance ?"

AIR

were some

your fate.

Haw. Follow me, follow me; I warrant you. matters stood, I. was quite astonished, as a

Luc. I can assure you, Mr. llawthorn, I am body may say; and could not believe it parts; very difficult to please.

till ber young friend that she is with bere, Ros. And so am I, sir. assured me of the truth on't:- Indeed, at last

, Haw. Indeed!

I began to recollect her face, though I hare

not sel eyes on her before, since she was the TRI 0

height of a full grown greyhound. Well come, let us hear what the swain must Haw. Well, sir William, your son as yet possess,

knows nothing of what bas happened, nor of Who may hope at your feet to implore with your being come hither; and, if you'll follow success?

my counsel, we'll have some sport will bin. Ros. He must be first of all

-He and his mistress were to meet in the Straight, comely, and tall:

garden this evening by appointment, she's gone Luc. Neither awkward,

to dress berself in all her airs; will you let Ros. Nor foolish,

me direct your proceedings in this affair? Lu. Nor apish,

Sir W. With all my heart, master Haw. Ros. Nor mulish;

thorn, with all my heart; do what you will Luc.

Nor yet should his fortune be small.with me, say what you please for me; I am Ros.

so overjoyed, and so happy-And may I never Haw. What think'st of a captain? do an ill turn ?) but I am very glad to see Luc. All bluster and wounds!

you too; ay, and partly as much pleased at Haw. What think'st of a squire ? ihat as any thing else, for we have been merry Ros. To be left for his hounds.

together before now, when we The youth that is form'd to my mind, years younger: well, and how has the world Luc. Musi be gentle, obliging, and kind; gone with you, master Hawthorn, since we

Of all things in nature love me; saw one another last ? Ros. Have sense both to speak and to see- How. Why, pretty well, sir William, I

Yet sometimes be silent and blind. have no reason to complain; every one bas a Haw, 'Fore George, a most rare matri- mixture of sour with his syveets: but, in the

monial receipl; main, I believe, I have done in a degree as Ros. Observe it, ye fair, in the choice tolerably as my neighbours, of a mate;

AIR.
Luc.
Remember 'lis vedlock determines

The world is a well-furnish'd table,

Where guests are promisc'ously set;

We all fare as well as we are able,
ACT III. .

And scramble for what we can get. Scene I.-- A Parlour in JusTICE Wood- My simile holds to a title, cock's House.

Some gorge, while some

scarce have a

taste; Enter SJR WILLIAM MEADOWS, followed by

But if I'm content with a little,
HAWTHORN.

Enough is as good as a feasi.
Sir W. Well, this is excellent, this is mighty
good, this is mighty merry, faith; ha! ba! ha!

Enter RosetTA. was ever the like heard of? that my boy, Tom, Ros. Sir William, I beg pardon for detainshould run away from me, for fear of beinging you, but I have had so much difficulty in forced to marry a girl he never saw; that she adjusting my borrowed plumes.should scamper from her father, for fear of Sir W. May I never do an ill turn, but being forced to marry him; and that they they fit you to a T, and you look very well

, should run into one another's arms this way so you do: Cocksbones, how your fatber will in disguise, by mere accident; against their chuckle when he comes to hear this! -Her faconsents, and without knowing it, as a body ther, master Hawthorn, is as worthy a man may say? May I never do an ill turn, master as lives by bread, and has been almost out of Hawthorn, if it is not one of the oddest, ad-bis senses for the loss of ber – But tell me, ventures partly

bussy, has nol this been all a scheme, a piece How. Why, sir William, it is a romance, of conjuration between you and my son? Fath, a vovel, a pleasanter history by balf than the ! am half persuaded it has, it looks so like loves of Dorastus and Faunia : we shall bave bocus-pocus, as a body may say.. ballads made of it within these two months, Ros. Upon my honour, sir William, whal setting forth how a young squire became a has happened has been the mere effect of serving-man of low degree; and it will be chance; 'I came hither unknown to your son, stuck up with Margaret's Ghost, and the Spa- and he unknown to me: I never in the least nish Lady, against the walls of every cottage suspected that Tbomas the gardener was other in the country

than his appearance spoke him; and least of Sir W. But what pleases me best of all, all, that he was a person with whom I had master Hawthorn, is the ingenuity of the girl. so close a connexion. Mr. Hawthorn can testify May I never do an ill turn, when I was called the astonishment I was in when he first inout of the room, and the servant said she formed me of it; but I thought it was my wanted to speak to me, if I knew what to duty to come to an immediate esplanation make on't: but when the little gipsy) took with you. me aside, and told me her name, and how Sir W. Is not she a neat wench, master 1) Little gipsy, little rogue, lille baggage, and a thou- Hawtborn ? May I never do an ill turn, but

rand other litlles, are merely terms of endoarment. 1) Sir William means, may I never do a good torn.

she is–But you little, plaguy devil, how came become of Lucinda? Sir William waits for this love affair between you?

me, I must be gone. Friendship, a moment Ros. I have told you ihe whole truth very by your leave; yet as our sufferings have ingenuously, sir: since your son and I have been mutual, so shall our joys; I already lose been fellow servants, as I may call it, in this the remembrance of all former pains and anhouse, I have had more than reason to suspect sieties. he has taken a liking to me; and I will own,

AIR. with equal frankness, had I not looked upon him as a person so much below me, I should The traveller benighted, bave had no objection to receive his courtship:

And led through weary, ways, Haw. Well said, by the lord Harry, all The lamp of day new lighted, above board, fair and open.

With joy the dawn surveys. Ros. Perhaps I may be censured by some The rising prospects viewing, for this candid declaration; but I love to speak

Each look is forward cast; my sentiments; and I assure you, sir Wil

He smiles, his course pursuing, liam, in my opinion, I should prefer a gar

Nor thinks of what is pasl. dener with your son's good qualities, to a

[Exit. knight of the shire without them.

Hodge. Hist, stay! don't I hear a noise ? Haw. Well but, sir, we lose time - is not Luc. Without] Well, but dear, dear auntthis about the hour appointed to meet in the

Mrs. D. [Without) You need not speak to garden?

me, for it does not signify. Ros. Pretty near it.

Hodge. Adwawns, they are coming here! Haw. Oops then, what do we stay for? ecod, I'll get out of the way-Murrain take it, Come, my old friend, come along; and by the this door is bolted now-So, so. way we will consult how to manage your Enter Mrs. Deborah Woodcock, driving interview. Sir W. Ay, but I must speak a word or

in LUCINDA before her. two to my man about the horses first.

Mrs. D. Get along, get along; you are a [Exeunt Sir W. and Haw, scandal to the name of Woodcock: but I was

resolved to find you out; for I have suspected Enter Hodge.

you a great while, though your father, silly Ros. Well- What's the business? man, will have you such a poor innocent. Hudge. Madam - Mercy on us, I crave

Luc. What shall I do? pardon!

Mrs. D. I was determined to discover what Ros. Why, Hodge, don't you know me? you

and

your pretended music-master were Hodge. Mrs. Rosetta! ,

about, and lay in wait on purpose: I believe Ros. Ay.

he thought to escape me, by slipping into the Hodge. Know you! ecod, I don't know closet when I knocked at the door; but I was whether I do or not: never slir, if I did not even with him; for now I have him under think it was some lady belonging to the strange lock and key; and please the fates, there he gentlefolks: why, you ben't odizen'd this way shall remain till your father comes in: I will to go to the statute dance presently, be you? convince him of his error, wbether he will or

Řos. Have patience and you'll see:- - but is not there any thing amiss that you came in so

Luc. You won't be so cruel, I am sure you abruptly?

won't: I thought I had made you my friend Hodge. Amiss! why there's ruination. by telling you the truth. Ros. How?-where?

Mrs. D. Telling me the truth, quotba! did Hodge. Why, with miss Lucinda: her aunt I not orerhear your scheme of running away has catch'd she and the gentleman above stairs, to-night, through the partition? did I not find and overheard all their love discourse.

the

very bundles pack'd up in the room with Ros. You don't

say
so!

you, ready for going off? No, brazenface, I Hodge. Ecod, I had like to have pop'd in found out ihe truth by my own sagacity, though among them this instant; but, by, good luck, your father says. I am a fool, but now we'll I heard Mrs. Deborah's voice, and run down be judged wbo is the greatest-And you, Mr. again as fast as ever my legs could carry me. Rascal, my brother shall know what an honest Ros. Is your master in the house? servant he has got.

Hodge. What, his worship! no no, he is Hodge. Madam! zone into the fields to talk with the reapers Mrs. D. You were to have been aiding and ind people.

assisting them in their escape, and have been Ros. Poor Lucinda! I wish I could go up to the go-between, it seems, the letter-carrier! her; but I am so engaged with my own' af- Hodge. Who, me, madam! airs

Mrs. D. Yes, you, sirrab. Hodge. Mistress Rosetta!

Hodge. Miss Lucinda, did I ever carry a Ros. Well.

letter for you? I'll make my affidavy ?) before Hodge. Odds hobs, I must have one smack his worshipof your sweet lips.

Mrs. D. Go, go, you are a villain, hold your Řos. Oh, stand off; you know I never al- tongue. ow liberties.

Luc. I own, aunt, I have been very faulty Hodge. Nay, but why so coy? there's rea- in this affair; I don't pretend to excuse myon in roasting of eggs; I would not deny self; but we are all subject to frailties; conou such a thing Ros. That's kind: ha, ha, ba-But what will! 1) Afldavit,

THORN.

sider that, and judge of me by yourself; you And all their discourse is of marriage, were once young and inexperienced as I am.

[Erit

. Mrs. D. This is mighty pretty, romantic

SCENE II.-A Greenhouse. stuff! but you learn it out of your play-books and novels. Girls in my time had other em

Enter Young MEADOWS. ployments, we worked at our needles, and Young M. I am glad I had the precautica kept ourselves from idle thoughts: before I was to bring this suit of clothes in my bunde, your age, I had finished with my own fingers though I hardly know myself in them again

, a complete set of chairs and a firescreen in they appear so strange, and feel so unweitdr. tent-stiich; four counterpanes in Marseilles However, my gardener's jacket goes on ve quilting; and the crced and the ten command- more. -I wonder this girl does not come; ments in the hair of our family: it was fram'a [Looking at his Watch) perhaps she won' and glaz'd, and hung over the parlour chim-come. Why, then I'll go into the village, ney-piece, and your poor, dear grandfather take a post-chaise, and depart without any was prouder of it than of e'er a picture in further ceremony. his house. I never looked into a book, but

AIR. when I said my prayers, except it was the Complete Housewife, or the great family re

How much superior beauty awes, ceipt-book: whereas you are always at your The coldest bosoms find, studies! Ah, I never knew a woman come to But with resistless force it draws, good, that was fond of reading.

To sense and sweetness join'd. Luc. Well pray, madam, let me prevail on The casket, where, to outward show, you to give me the key to let Mr. Eustace The workman's art is seen, out, and I promise I never will proceed a step Is doubly valu’d, when we know further in this business without your advice It holds a gem within. and approbation.

Hark! sbe comes. Mrs. D. Have I not told you already, my Enter Sir WILLIAM Meadows and Hasresolution ? - Where are my clogs and my bonnet? I'll go out to my brother in the fields; I'm a fool, you know, child; now let's see Young M. Confusion! my father! Whal can what the wils will think of themselves-Don't this mean? hold me

[Exit. Sir W. Tom, are not you a sad boy, Ton, Luc. I'm not going; I have thought of a to bring me a hundred and forty miles bere wa to be even with you, so you may do as-May I never do an ill turn, but you deserve you please.

[Exit. to have your head broke; and I have a good Hodge. Well, I thought it would come to mind, partly-What, sirrah, don't you ibu, this, I'll be shot if I didn't-So here's a fine it worth your while to speak to me? job - But what can they do to me? — They Young M. Forgive me, sir; I own I have can't send me to gaol for carrying a letter, been in a fault. seeing there was no treasun in it; and how Sir W. In a fault! to run away from me was I obligated to know my master did not because I was going to do you good Max 1 allow of their meetings:- The worst they can never do an ill turn, Mr. Hawthorn, if I de do is to turn me off, and I am sure the place not pick out as fine a girl for him, partly, as is no such great purchase-indeed, I should any in England! and the rascal run away be sorry to leave 'Mrs. Rosetta, seeing as how from me, and came bere and turn'd gardener. malters are so near being brought to an end And pray what did you propose to yoursedi, betwixt us; but she and I may keep company Tom? I know you were always fond of boall as one, and I find Madge has been speaking tany, as they call it; did you intend to keep with Gaffer Broadwheels, the waggoner, about the trade going, and advertise fruit trees and her carriage up to London: so that I have got flowering-shrubs, to be bad at Meadows' rid of she, and I am sure I have reason to be nursery ? main glad of it, for she led me a wearisome Haw. No, sir William, I apprehend the life--But that's the way of them all. young gentleman designed to lay by the pro

fession; for he has quilted the habit already.

Young M. I am so astonished to see you A plague o'these wenches, they make such here, sir, that I don't know what to say: bu a pother,

I assure you,

if

you had not come, I should When once they have let'n a man have have returned home to you directly. Pra, his will;

sir, how did you find me out? They're always a whining for something or Sir W. No matter, Tom, no matter: it was other, partly by accident, as a body may say,

but And cry he's unkind in his carriage. what does that signify? – tell me, hoy, bow What tho'l he speaks them ne'er so fairly, stands your stomach iowards matrimony: do Still they keep teazing, Icazing on: you think you could digest a wise now? You cannot persuade 'em

Young M. Pray, sir, don't mention it: I shall Till promise you've made 'em; always behave myself as a dutiful son ought And after they've got it,

I will never marry without your consect, and They tell you-add rot it,

I hope you won't force me to do it against Their character's blasted, they're ruin'd, un- my own. done:

Sir W. Is not this mighty provoking, master Then to be sure, sir,

Hawthorn? Why, sirrah, did you ever see the There is but one cure, sir, llady I designed for you?

AIR

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