Careless Hufband, a Comedy, by Colley Cibber

Cato, a Tragedy, by Addifon

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Chances, a Comedy, by the Duke of Buckingham 15
Committee, a Comedy, by Howard

Comus a Mafque, by Milton

Confederacy, a Comedy, by Sir John Vanbrugh
Confcious Lovers, a Comedy, by Steele
Conftant Couple, a Comedy, by Farquhar
Country Wife, a Comedy, by Wycherly
Country Laffes, a Comedy, by Charles Johnfon
Creufa, a Tragedy, by W. Whitehead, Efq.

Diftreft Mother, a Tragedy, by A. Phillips
Don Sebastian, a Tragedy, by Dryden
Double Dealer, a Comedy, by Congreve
Double Gallant, a Comedy, by C. Cibber
Douglas, a Tragedy, by Hume
Drummer, a Comedy, by Addison

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Earl of Effex, a Tragedy, by Jones

Edward the Black Prince, a Tragedy, by Shirley

Electra, a Tragedy, by Theobald

Elvira, a Tragedy, by D. Mallet

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Every Man in his Humour, a Comedy, by Ben Jonfon 2

Eurydice, a Tragedy, by Mallet

Fair Penitent, a Tragedy, by Rowe
Fair Quaker of Deal, by Shad well

Foundling, a Comedy, by Moore

Funeral, a Comedy, by Steele

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George Barnwell, a Tragedy, by Lillo
Guftavus Vafa, a Tragedy, by Brooke

Jane Shore, a Tragedy, by N. Rowe
Inconftant, a Comedy, by Farquhar
lfabella, a Tragedy, by Southern

King Charles I. a Tragedy, by Havard

Lady Jane Gray, a Tragedy, by Rowe
Lady's Laft Stake, a Comedy, by Cibber
Love Makes a Man, a Comedy, by C. Cibber
Love for Love, a Comedy, by Congreve
Love's Last Shift, a Comedy, by Cibber

Mahomet, a Tragedy, by Miller
Mariamne, a Tragedy, by Fenton
Merope, a Tragedy, by Hill

Mourning Bride, a Tragedy, by Congreve
Mifer, a Comedy, by Fielding

Mistake, a Comedy, by. Vanbrugh

OEdipus, a Tragedy, by Dryden and Lee
Old Batchelor, a Comedy, by Congreve
Oroonoko, a Tragedy, by Southern
Orphan, a Tragedy, by Otway

Phædra and Hippolitus, a Tragedy, by Smith
Philafter, a Tragedy, by Beaumont and Fletcher

Polly, an Opera, by Gay

Provok'd Wife, a Comedy, by Vanbrugh

Provok'd Husband, a Comedy, by Cibber

Recruiting Officer, a Comedy, by Farquhar
Refufal, a Comedy, by Cibber

Rehearsal, a Comedy, by the D. of Buckingham
Relapfe, a Comedy, by Vanbrugh

Revenge, a Tragedy, by Young

Rival Queens, a Tragedy, by Lee

Roman Father, a Tragedy, by W. Whitehead
Royal Convert, a Tragedy, by Rowe

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Rule a Wife and have a Wife, a Comedy, by Beaumont
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She Wou'd and She Wou'd Not, a Comedy, by Cibber 6
Siege of Damafcus, a Tragedy, by Hughes
Sir Harry Wildair, a Comedy, by Farquhar
Sophonifba, a Tragedy, by Thomson

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Spanish Friar, a Comedy, by Dryden

Sufpicious Husband, a Comedy, by Dr. Hoadley

Tamerlane, a Tragedy, by N. Rowe

Tancred and Sigifmunda, a Tragedy, by Thomfon

Tender Hufband, a Comedy, by Steele

Theodofius, a Tragedy, by Lee ›

Twin Rivals, a Comedy, by Farquhar

Venice Preferv'd, a Tragedy, by Otway
Virginia, a Tragedy, by Crifp

Ulyffes, a Tragedy, by Rowe
Volpone, a Comedy, by Ben Jonfon

Way of the World, a Comedy, by Congreve
Wonder, a Comedy, by Mrs. Centlivre

Ximena, a Tragedy, by Cibber

Zara, a Tragedy, by A. Hill

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Now, I have none, for, Publius, thou must die:
Blood calls for blood-to expiate one parricide,
Juftice demands another-Art thou ready?

Publius. Strike! 'tis the confummation of my wishes To die, and by your hand.

Horatius. Oh, blind old man!

Would't thou lift up thy facrilegious hand

Against the chief, the god that fav'd thy country?
There's fomething in that face, that awes my foul,
Like a divinity. Hence, thou vile weapon,

Difgrace my hand no more.

What noife is that?

[A cry without. Juftice! Juftice!

Enter Volfcinius.

Velf. All Rome, my Lord, has taken the alarm, and Of citizens enrag'd, are pofting hither,

To call for juftice on the head of Publius.

[crowds

Horatius. Ungrateful men! how dare they? Let them

come.

Enter Tullus, Valerius, and Citizens.

Valerius. See, fellow citizens, fee where the lies, The bleeding victim.

Tullus. Stop, unmanner'd youth!

Think'st thou we know not wherefore we are here?

Seeft thou yon drooping fire?

Horatius. Permit them, Sir.

Tullus. What would you, Romans? Valerius. We are come, dread Sir,' In the behalf of murder'd innocence; Murder'd by him, the man

Horatius. Whofe conquering arm

Has fav'd you all from ruin. Oh, shame! fhame!
Has Rome no gratitude? Do`ye not blush
To think whom your infatiate rage pursues ?
Down, down, and worship him.

ft Citizen. Does he plead for him? 3

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2d Citizen. Does he forgive his daughter's death?'
Horatius. He does,

And glories in it, glories in the thought

That there's one Roman left who dares be grateful;
If you are wrong'd, then what am I? Muft I

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