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dam. [Reads.1 Dear, dear, Mr. Beleille. Very well, | indeed. I have kept the secret for my sister's sake, I have taught you to write letters to good purpose; as long as I could ; but you must know it, and shall but let's see't. First, I am to beg your pardon for know it too.

(Cries. my boldness in writing to you, which I'd hare you to Moo. Dry your tears. know I would not have done had you not said first you Peg. You always thought he was hankering after lored me so extremely; which, if you do, you will never Good law! he's dying for Alithea, and Alithea suffer me to be another man's, who I loath, nauseate, for him. They have had private meetings; and he and detest. Now you can write these filthy words. was making love to her before yesterday, from the But what follows !--therefore I hope you will speed- tavern window, when you thought it was mc. I ily find some way to freu me from this unfortunate would have discovered all, but she inade me swear to maich, which wus nerer, I assure you, of my choice ; deceive you; and so I have finely; have not I, but I'm afraid 'tis already too far gone; however, if bud ? you love me as I do you, you will try what you can do; Moo. Why did you write that foolish letter to him you must help me away before 10-morrow, or else, alas! then, and make me more foolish to carry it ? I shall be for ever out of your reach, for I can defer no Peg. To carry on the joke, bud; to oblige them. longerour-our-what is to follow our? Speak, what? Moo. And will nothing serve her but that greai Our journey into the country, I suppose. Oh, wo- baby? He's too young for her to marry. man! d-dwoman! and love! d-d love! their old Peg. Why do you marry me then? 'Tis the samo tempter; for tbis is one of his miracles; in a moment thing, bud. he can make those blind that could see, and those Moo. No, no, 'tis quite different. How innocent see that were blind; those dumb that could speak, she is ! (Aside. But hark you, madam, your sister and those prattle who were dumb before. But make went out this morning, and I have not seen her an end cf your letter, and then I'll make an end of within since. you thus, and all my plagues together.

Peg. Alack-a-day! she has been crying all day

(Draws his sword. above, it seems, in a corner. Peg. O Lord ! O Lord ! you are such a passionate Moo. Where is she ? let me speak with her. man, bud!

Peg. O Lord! then she'll discover all. (Aside.) Mro. Come, take the pen, and make an end of Pray held, bud: what, d’ye mean to discɔver me the letter, just as you intended; if you are false in She'll know I have told you then. Pray, bud, let a tittle I shall soon perceive it, and punish you with me talk with her first. this as you deserve. (Lays his hand on his sworil.] Moo. I must speak with her to know whether Write what was to follow. Let's see.--You must Belville ever made her any promise, and whether make haste, and help me away before 10-morrow, or she will be married to Sparkish or no. else I shall be for ever out of your reach, for I can de- Peg. Pray, dear bud, don't till I have spoken fer no lonyer our—what follows our ?

with her, and told her that I have told you all ; for (Peggy takes the pen, and writes. she'll kill me else. Peg. Must all out then, bud? Look you there Mvo. Go then, and bid her come to me. then.

Peg. Yes, yes, bud. Moo. Let's see ;--for I can defer no longer our Moo. Let me seewedding. Your slighted ALITHEA. What's the Peg. I have just got time to know of Lucy, who meaning of this ? My sister's name to't? Speak; first set me to work, what lie I shall tell next; for unriddle.

I am e'en at my wits end. ( Aside, and exit. Peg. Yes, indeed, bud.

Moo. Well, I resolve it, Belville shall bave her. Moo. But why her name to't? Speak, speak, I'd rather give him my sister than lend him my I say!

wife; and such an alliance will prevent his preten. Peg. Ay, but you'll tell her again; if you would sions to my wife, sure; I'll make him of kin to her, not tell her again

and then he won't care for her. Moo. I will not; I am stunn'd; my head turns

Re-enter PEGGY. round. Speak.

Peg. O Lord, bud, I told you what anger you Peg. Won't you tell her, indeed, and indeed ? would make me with my sister. Mo. No; speak, I say.

Moo. Won't she come? Feg. She'll be angry with me: but I would Peg. No, she won't, she's ashamed to look you rather she should be angry with me than you, bud. in the face; she'll go directly to Mr. Belville, she And to tell the truth, 'twas she made me write the says. Pray let her have her way, bud; she won't letter, and taught me what I should write.

be pacified if you don't; and will never forgive me. Moo. Ha! I thought the style was somewhat For my part, bud, I believe, but dun't tell anybody, better than her own. (Aside.), Could she come to they have broken a piece of silver between 'em; or you to teach you, since I lock'd you up alone ? have contracted one another, as we have done, you Peg. Oh! through the key-hole, bud.

know, which is the next thing to being married. Moo. But why should she make you write a letter Mon. Pooh! you fool; she is ashamed of talking for her to him, since she can write herself ?

with me about Belville, because I made the match Peg. Why, she said, because

for her with Sparkish! But Sparkish is a fool, and Mov. Because what ; because

I have no objection to Belville's family or fortune: Pey. Why because, bud

tell her so. Mo. Because what, I say?

Peg. I will, bud.

[Going. Pey. Because, lest Mr. Belville, as he was so Moo. Stay, stay, Peggy, let her have her own young, should be inconstant, and refuse her; or be way; she shall go to Belville herself, and I'll follow vain afterwards, and shew the letter, she might dis- her; that will be best; let her have her whim. own it, the hand not being her's.

Pey. You're in the right, bud; for they have Moo

. Belville again! Am I to be deceiv'd again certainly had a quarrel, by her crying and hanging with that young hypocrite ?

her head so: I'll be hang'd if her eyes an't swell's Peg. You have deceiv'd yourself, bud; yon have out of her bead, she's in such a piteous taking.


to have married me yourself? Have you not preRe enter HARCOURT, with ALITHEA.

tended to be married to me, when you knew in your Har. Give me leave, gentlemen, without offence conscience you was not ? And have you not been to either, to present Mrs. Harcourt to you.

shilly-shally for a long time? So that if I had not Spark. Alithea, your wife! Mr. Moody, are you married dear Mr. Belville, I should not have marin the clouds too?

ried at all; so I should not. Moo. If I am not in a dream, I am the most mise

(BELVILLE and Peggy retire from the balcony. rable walking dog that ever run mad with his mis

Spark. Extremely pleasant, faith; ha, ha, ha! fortunes and astonishmiz!

Moo. I am stupified vith shame, rage, and asto. Har. Why so, Jack? Can you object to my hapnishment. My fate tas o'ercome me; I can strugpiness, when this gentleman was unworthy of it?

gle no inore with it. (Sighs. | What is left me? I (Moody walks about in a page. cannot bear to look, or be looked upon. I will Spark. This is very fine; very fine, indeed. hurry down to my old boue, take a twelvemonth's Where's your story about Belville now, 'squire provision into it, cut dowe ny drawbridge, run wild Moody? Pr'ythee, don't chafe, and stare, and stride, about my garden, which wall grow as wild as myand beat thy head, like a mad tragedy poet! but self; then will I curse the world, and every indi. out with thy tropes and figures.

vidual in it; and when my rage and spirits fail me, M0o. Zounds! I can't bear it.

I will be found dead among the nettles and thistles, (Goes hastily to Belville's door, and knocks hard. a woeful example of the baseness and treachery of Ali. Dear brother, what's the matter?

one sex, and of the falsehood, lying, perjury, deceit, Moo. The devil's the matter! the devil and wo- impudence, and damnation, of the other. [Erit. men together. (Knocks again.) I'll break the door

Spark. Very droll, and extravagantly comic, I down, if they won't answer. [Knocks again. / must confess; ha, ha, ha!

A Footman appears in the balcony, in flai. Foot. What would your honour please to have ?

Enter BelvilLE and Peggy. Moo. Your master, rascal.

Lookye, Belville, I wish you joy with all my heart; Foot. He is obeying your commands, sir; and the you have got the prize, and perhaps have caught a moment he has finished, he will do himself the plea- Tartar; that's no business of mine. If you want sure to wait on you.

evidence for Mr. Moody's giving his consent to your Moo. You sneering villain, you! if your master marriage, I shall be ready. I bear no :ll-will to that does not produce that she-devil, who is now with pair; wish you happy ; [to ALIThea and Harhim, and who, with a face of innocence, has cheated Cockt) though I'm sure they'll be miserable; and and undone me, I'll set fire to his house.

so, your humble servant.

(Exit. (Erit Footman from the balcony. Peg. I hope you forgive me, Alithea, for playing Spark. 'Gad so! now I begin to smoke the busi- your brother this trick; indeed, I should have only

Well said, simplicity! rural simplicity! made him and myself miserable, had we married to *Egad! if thou hast trick'd Cerberus here, I shall gether. be so ravish'd, that I will give this couple a wed- Ali. Then 'tis much better as it is. But I am yet ding-dinner. Pray, Mr. Moody, who's d-d ridicu- in the dark how this matter has been brought about; lous now?

how your innocence, my dear, has outwitted his Moo. (Going to SPARKISH.] Lookye, sir; don't worldly wisdom. grin, for if you dare to shew your teeth at my mis- Peg. I am sure I'll do anything to please my bud, fortunes, l’li dash 'em down your impudent throat, but marry him. you jackanapes ! Spark. (Quite calm.] Very fine, faith; but I have You are to judge mehave I done amiss ?

But you, good gentry, what say you to this ? no weapons to butt with a mad bull, so you may toss I've reasons will convince you all, and strong ones, and roar by yourself, if you please.

Except old folks, who hanker after young ones.
Enter Belville in the balcony.

Bud was so passionate, and grown so thrifty,
Bel. What does my good friend want with me?

'Twas a sad lite-and, then, he was near fiity! Moo. Are you a villain, or are you not ?

I'm but nineteen-my husband too is young, Bel. I have obey'd your commands, sir.

So soft, so gentle, such a winning tongue ! Moo. What have you done with the girl, sir ?

Have I, pray ladies, speak, done very wrong? Bel. Made her my wife, as you desired.

As for poor bud, 'twas honest to deceive him; Spark. Very true, I am your witness.

More virtuous, sure, to cheat him than to grieve him. Muo, She's my wife, and I demand her.

Great folks, I know, will call me simple slut ;
Enter Peggy in the balcony.

* Marry for love," they cry," the country put!”.

Marriage with them's a fashion-soon grows cool; Peg. No; but I an't though, bud. What's the But I'm for always loving, like a fool. matter, dear? are you angry with me?

With half my fortune I would rather part, Moo. How dare you look me in the face, cocka. Than be all finery with an acbing heart. trice?

For these strange awkward no ions don't abuse me: Peg. How dare you look me in the face, bud? And, as I know no better, pray excuse me. (Eseunt Have you not given me to another, when you ought



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Anth. Thou art the forwardest fool

Peter. Why, good tame Antbony,

Tell me but this: to what end came we bzber!
Don John

Anth. To wait upon our masters.

Petct. But how, Anthony?

Answer me that; resolve me there, good Anthony

Anth. To serve their uses.

Peter. Shew your uses, Anthony.

Anth. To be employ'd in anything.

Peter. No, Anthony;

Not anything, I take it, nor that thing

We travel to discover, like a new isiand;

I'll give 'em warning.


Anth. Come, come, all will be medded: 2

Of infinite report for shape and beauty,

That bred all trouble to do purpose,

They are determin’d now no more to think oz.

Peter. Were there ever

Men known to run mad with report before!

Or wander after that, they knew act a bere tres

To find; or, if found, how to enjor? Are er.
Made, now a-days, with malt, that ibeir adeciso
Are never sober ?

I do believe,

That men in love are ever drunk, as drurice 2:
Are ever loving.

Anth. Pr’ythee, be thou sober,
SCENE I.-A Chamber.

And know that they are none of those, D*

of the least vanity of love; only a doule Enter Peter and ANTHONY.

Fame might too far report, or rather, Easter Peter. 'Would we were remov'd from this town, | The graces of this woman, made them c.35 Anthony,

To find the truth; which, since they sed That we may taste'some quiet! for mine own part Lock d up from their searches, they are : 352 I'm almost melted with continual trotting

To give the wonder over. After inquiries, dreams, and revelations, [soldiers ! Peter. 'Would they were resolvid of who knows whom, or where? Serve wenching To give me some new shoes, too! fur?" I'll serve a priest in Lent first, and eat bell-ropes. These are e'en worn out to the reasoorie sa'a

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In their good worship's business: and some sleep Necessity compels me.
Would not do much amiss, unless they mean

San. But think better.

[me, To make a watchman of me. Here they come ! Petr. There's no other cure left; yet, witness with

(Ereuni. All that is fair in man, all that is noble,

I am not greedy of his life I seek for, (possible, Enter Don John and Don FREDERICK.

Nor thirst to shed man's blood; and 'would 'twere Don J. I would we could have seen her though: I wish it from my soul, for, sure,

My sword should only kill his cri:nes : no, 'tis She must be some rare creature, or report lies : Honour-honour, my noble friends, that idol honour All men's reports, too.

That all the world now worships, not Petruchio,
Don F. I could well wish I had seen Constantia : Must do this justice.
But since she is so conceald, plac'd where

Anto. Let it once be done,
No knowledge can come near her, so guarded And ’tis no matter whether you, or honour,
As 'twere impossible, though known, to reach her, Or both, be accessary,
I have made up my belief.

Bapt. Do you weigh, Petruchio,
Don J. Haag me, from this hour,

The value of the person, power, and greatness, If I more think upon her!

And what this spark may kindle ? But as she came a strange report unto me,

Petr. To perform it, So the next beauteous tame shall lose her.

So much I am tied to reputatior, Don F. 'Tis the next way :-

And credit of my house, let it raise wild-fires, But whither are you walking ?

And storms that toss me into everlasting ruin, Don J. My old round,

Yet I must through; if you dare side me. After my supper, and then to bed.

Anto. Dare ! Don F. Your servant, then.

Say we were all sure to die in this venture, Don J. Will not you stir ?

As I am confident against it, is there any Don F. I have a little business.

Amongst us of eo fat a sense, so pamperd, Don J. I'd lay my life, this lady still

Would choose luxuriously to lie a-bed, Don F. Then you would lose it.

And purge away his spirit? send his soul out Dun J. Pray, let's walk together.

In sugar sops, and syrups ? Give me dying, Don F. Now I cannot.

As dying ought to be, upon my enemy: Don J. I have something to impart.

Let them be all the world, and bring along Don F. An hour hence,

Cain's envy with them, I will on. I will not miss to meet you.

San. We'll follow. Don J. Where?

Petr. You're friends, indeed! Don F. I'th' High-street;

Anto. Here is none will fly from you; For, not to lie, I have a few devotions

Do it in what design you please, we'll back you. To do first, and then I am your's, Don John.

Petr. That's spoken heartily. Don J. Devotions, Frederick ! Well, I leave you Ant. And he that flinches, to them:

May he die, lousy, in a ditch! Speed you well: but remember

San. Is the cause so mortal ? nothing but his life? Don F. I will not fail.

Exeunt. Petr. Believe me,

A less offence has been the desolation
SCENE JI.- A Street.

Of a whole name.

San. No other way to purge it ?
Enter PetruCHIO, ANTONIO, Sanchio, and Petr. There is, but never to be hop'd for.

Bapt. Think an hour more,
Anto. Cut his windpipe, I say.

And if, then, you find no safer road to guide you, San. Fie, Antonio!

{him. We'll set our rest, too. Anto. Or knock his brains out first, and then forgive Anto. Mine's up already, If you do thrust, be sure it be to th' hilts,

And hang him, for my part, goes less than life. A surgeon may see through him.

(Ereunt. San. You are too violent.

Enter Don Jorn.
Bapt. Too open ; indiscreet.
Peir. Am I not ruin'd ?

(son'd ? Don J. The civil order of this city, Naples, The honour of my house crack’d? my blood poi. Makes it belov'd and honour'd of all travellers, My credit and my name ?

As a most safe retirement in all troubles; Bapt. Be sure it be so,

Beside the wholesome seat, and noble temper Before you use this violence. Let not doubt, Of those minds that inhabit it, safely wise, And a suspecting anger, so much sway you: And to all strangers courteous. But I see Your wisdom may be question’d.

My admiration has drawn night upon me, Anto. I say, kill him,

And longer to expect my friend, may pull me And then dispute the cause.

Into suspicion of too late a stirrer, Bapt. Hang up a true man,

Which all good goverments are jealous of. Because 'tis possible he may be thievish!

I'll home, and think at liberty: yet, certain, Is this good justice ?

'Tis not so far night as I thought; for see, Petr. I know, as certain

A fair house yet stands open; yet all about it As day must come again, as clear as truth,

Are close, and no lighis stirring: there may lo And open as belief can say it to me, (rense,

foul play:
That I am basely wrong’d, wrong'd above recom- I'll venture to look in. If there be knäves,
Maliciously abus'á, blasted for ever

I may do a good office.
In name and honour, lost to all remembrance, Nürse. [liithin. Signior!
But what is sm zard and shameful. I must hill him; Don J. What? how is this?

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