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brought before me, and I will feast my eyes, and [It thunders; the Tower sinks, and MERLIN ease my heart, with this devoted Sylvia. No reply; pears in the place where the Tour wat but obey.

shriek, and run off, except URGANDA, ed Dorus. It is done. This is going too far.

struck with terror. (Aside.Erit, shrugging up his shoulders. Mer. “Still shall my power your arts cualen Re-enter Dorus, with Sylvia.

And Cymon's cure shall be Urganda's wound** Urg. Are you the wietch, the unhappy maid, who

(URGANDA ware kerred has dared to be the rival of Urganda ?

Wretched Urganda ! your power is gone. Syl. I am the happy maid who possess the affec

Urg. In vain I wave this wand, I feel my peine tions of Cymon.

is gone. Thus I destroy the small remains di s Ury. Thou vain rash creature! I will make thee sovereignty. fear my power, and hope for my mercy.

Forgive my errors, and forget my name; (Waves her wand, and the scene changes to the Oh! drive me hence with penitence and shans; Black Rocks.

From Merlin, Cymon, Sylcia, let me for Syl. I am still unmoved.


Beholding them, my shame can never dit. Urg. Thou art on the very brink of perdition, and

Ermal. in a moment will be closed in a tower, where thou shalt never see Cymon, or any human being more. Syl. While I have Cymon in my heart, I bear a

SCENE IV.-A splendid Amphitheatre. charm about me, to scorn your power, or, what is

A grand entrée of the Knights of the different order more, your cruelty. [Music. URGANDA waves her wand, and the

of chivalry Black Tower appears.

CHORUS Urg. Open the gates, and enclose her insolence for ever.

Happy Arcadia still shall be, Enter Furies, who seize Sylvia, and put her in the Ever happy, while eirtuous and free. Tower.

(Eseuri. Now let Merlin release you if he can.

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Miss T. But pray, have you made any new dis- Miss T. What do you think the Goth said to me overies of my lord's gallantry?

yesterday?. One of the knots of his tie hanging Ludy M. New discoveries ! why, I saw him my-down his left shoulder, and his fringed cravat elf yesterday morning in a hackney-coach, with a nicely twisted down his breast, and thrust through ninx in a pink cardinal; you shall absolutely burn his gold button-hole, which looked exactly like my Four's, Tittup, for I shall never bear to see one of little Barbet's head in his gold collar :-"Niece hat colour again.

Tittup,” cries he, drawing himself up, “ I protest Miss T. Sure she does not suspect me. ( Aside.) against this manner of conducting yourself both at And where was your ladyship, pray, when you saw home and abroad."-" What are your objections, bim?

Sir John ?" answered I, a little pertly.—"Various Lady M. Taking the air with Colonel Tivy in his and manifold,” replied he; “I have no time to enucarriage.

merate particulars now, but I will venture to proMiss T. But, my dear Lady Minikin, how can phecy, if you keep whirling round the vortex of panyou be so angry that my lord was hurting your theons, operas, festinos, coteries, masquerades, and pride, as you call it, in the hackney-coach, when you all the devilades in this town, your head will be had him so much in your power, in the Colonel's giddy, down you will fall, lose the name of Lucretia, carriage ?

and be called nothing but Tittup ever after. You'll Lady M. What, with my lord's friend, and my excuse me, cousin !" and so he left me. friend's lover! [Takes her by the hand.] Oh, fie, Lady M. Oh, the barbarian ! Tittup:

Enter Gymp. Miss T. Pooh, pooh! love and friendship are very fine names, to be sure, but they are mere visiting

Gymp. A card, your ladyship, from Mrs. Pewitt. acquaintances: we know their names, indeed; talk

Lady M. Poor Pewitt ! If she can but be seen at of 'em sometimes, and let 'em knock at our doors; public places, with a woman of quality, she's the but we never let 'em in, you know.

happiest of plebeians. (Reads the card.) “ Mrs. PeLady M. I vow, Tittup, you are extremely pulite. wilt's respects to Lady Minikin, and Miss Tittup;

Miss T. I am extremely indifferent in these af- hopes to hare the pleasure of attending them to Lady fairs, thanks to my education. We must marry, you we'll certainly attend her. Gymp, put some mes

Filligree's ball this evening. Lady Daisey sees masks,” know, because other people of fashion marry; but I should think very meanly of myself

, if after 'I were sage-cards upon my toilet, I'll send her an answer married, I should feel the least concern at all about immediately; and tell one of my footmen, that he my husband.

must make some visits for me to-day, again, and Lady M. I hate to praise myself, and yet I may send me a list of those he made yesterday: he must with truth aver, that no woman of quality ever had, be sure to call at Lady Pettitoes, and if she should can have, or will have, so consummate a contempt unluckily be at home, he must say that he came to

(Exit Gymp. for her lord, as I have for my most honourable and inquire after her sprained ancle. puissant Earl of Minikin, Viscount Perriwinkle,

Miss T. Ay, ay, give our compliments to her and Baron Titmouse. Ha, ha, ha!

sprained ancle. Miss T. But, is it not strange, Lady Minikin, well of it; and I am resolved not to call at her door

Lady M. That woman's so fat, she'll never get that merely his being your husband should create such indifference ? for certainly, in every other eye, myself

, till. am sure of not finding her at home. I Lady M. Accomplishments! thy head is certainly Colonel to play at chess with me : since he belonged turned: if you know any of 'em, pray let's have to you, Titty, I have taken a kind of liking to him; 'em; they are a novelty, and will amuse me.

I like everything that loves my Titty. Miss 1. Imprimis, he is a man of quality.

Miss T. I know you do, my dear lady. Lady M. Which, to be sure, includes all the car. I shall hate her. (Aside.) Well, dear Titty, I'll go

Lady M. That sneer I don't like; if she suspects, dinal virtues. Poor girl! go on! Miss T. He is a very handsome man.

and write my cards, and dress for the masquerade, Lady M. He has a very bad constitution.

and if that won't raise my spirits, you must assist me Miss T. He has wit.

to plague my lord a little.

[Erit. Lady M. He is a lord, and a little goes a great I am much mistaken. My lord shall know every

Miss T. Yes, and I'll plague my lady a little, or way: Miss T. He has great good nature.

tittle that has passed. What a poor, blind, haltLady M. No wonder-he's a fool.

witted, self-conceited creature this dear friend and Miss T. And then his fortune, you'll allow

relation of mine is ! and what a fine, spirited, galLady M. Was a great one--but he games, and, if lant soldier my Colonel is! My Lady Minikin likes fairly, he's undone ; if not, he deserves to be hanged; him, he likes my fortune; my lord likes me, and I and so, exit my Lord Minikin. And now, let your or to play the fool so rashly as he may expect.

like my lord; however, not so much as he imagines, wise uncle, and my good cousin Sir John Trotley, What a great revolution in this family, in the space baronet, enter; where is he, pray? Miss T. In his own room, 1 suppose, reading awkward, regular, good English family; but half a

of fifteen months! We went out of England, a very pamphlets and newspapers against the enormities of the times; if he stays here a week longer, notwith year in France, and a winter passed in the warmer standing my expectations from him, I shall certainly refinement of ease, dissipation, and pleasure.

climate of Italy, have ripened our minds to every affront him. Lady M. I am a great favourite; but it is impos

Enter Colonel Tivy. sible much longer to act up to his very righteous Col. T. May I hope, madam, that your humble idea of things. "Is it not pleasant to hear him abuse servant had some share in your last reverie ? everybody, and everything, and yet always finish- Miss T. How is it possible to have the least know. ing with a “ You'll excuse me, cousin !" ' Ha, ha, ledge of Colonel Tivy, and not make him the prin. ba!

cipal object of one's reflections ?


hp conscience, I must try; but what can be extendre for each other, she certainly would proclaim cted from the young women of these times, but it, and then

low looks, wild schemes, saucy words, and loose Lord M. We should be envied, and she would be Drals! They lie a-bed all day, sit up all night; if laughed at, my sweet cousin. ey are silent, they are gaming, and if they talk, Miss T. Nay, I would have her mortified too; for es either scandal or infidelity; and that they may though I love her ladyship sincerely, I cannot say rok what they are, their heads are all feather, and but I love a little mischief as sincerely; but, then, and their necks are twisted rattle-snake tippets. if my uncle Trotley should know of our affairs, he is - tempora, O mores!

[Exit. so old-fashioned, prudish, and out-of-the-way, he

would either strike me out of his will, or insist upon i SCENE II.-Lord Minikin's Dressing-room. my quitting the house.

Lord M. My good cousin is a queer mortal, that's ord Minikin discovered in his dressing-gown, with certain ; I wish we could get himn handsomely into JESSAMY and MIGNON.

the country again. He has a fine fortune to leave z Lord M. Pr'ythee, Mignon, don't plague me any

behind him. fore; dost think that a nobleman's head has nothing

Miss T. But then he lives so regularly, and never do but be tortured all day under thy infernal makes use of a physician, that he may live these mgers ? Give me my clothes.

twenty years. i Mignon. Ven you lose your money, my lor, you

Lord M. What can we do with the barbarian? 10 goot humour; the devil may dress your cheveu

Mix T. I don't know what's the matter with me, or me!


. but I am really in fear of him; I suppose, reading Lord M. That fellow's an impudent rascal; but his formal books when I was in the country with le's a genius, so I must bear with him. Oh, my him, and going so constantly to church, with my aead! —a chair, Jessamy! I must absolutely change elbows stuck to my bips, and my toes turned in, ny, wine-merchant; I can't taste his champagne have given me these foolish prejudices. without disordering myself for a week. Heigho?

Lord M. Then you must affront him, or you'll

never get the better of him. Enter Miss TITTUP.

Sir J. (Knocking without.] My lord, my lord, are Miss T. What makes you sigh, my lord ?

you busy? Lord M. Because you were so near me, child. Miss Í. Heavens ! 'tis that detestable brute, my

Miss T. Indeed! I should rather have thought uncle ! my lady had been with you. By your looks, my Lord M. That horrid dog, my cousin! Lord, I am afraid Fortune jilted you last night. Miss T. What shall we do, my lord ?

Lord M. No, faith! our champagne was not good Sir J. Nay, my lord, my lord, I heard you; pray yesterday, and I am vapoured like our English No- let me speak with you. vember; but one glance of my Tittap can dispel Lord M. Oh! Sir John, is it you ? I beg your vapours like-like

pardon, I'll put up my papers, and open the door. Miss T. Like something very fine, to be sure: Miss T. Stay, stay, my lord; I would not meet but pray keep your simile for the next time; and him now for the world; if he sees me here alone harkye! a little prudence will not be amiss ; Mr. with you, he'll rave like a madman: put me up the Jessamy will think you mad, and me worse. chimney; anywhere.

| Half aside. Lord M. (Aloud.) I'm coming, Sir John! Here, Jes. Oh! pray don't mind me, madam.

here! get behind my great chair; he sha'n't see Lord M. Gadso! Jessamy, look out my domino, you, and you may see all; I'll be short and pleasant and I'll ring the bell when I want you.

with him. Jes. I shall

, my lord. Miss thinks that everybody (Puts her behind the chair, and opens the door. is blind in the house but herself. {Aside, and exit

. Enter Sir John.-{During this scene Lord MINIKIN Miss T. Upon my word, my lord, you must be a turns the chair, as Sir JOHN moves, to conceal little more prudent, or we shall become the town

Miss T.) talk.

Sir J. You'll excuse me, my lord, that I have Lord M. And so I will, my dear; and therefore, broken in upon you: I beard you talking pretty to prevent surprise, I'll lock the door.

loud. What have you nobody with you? what were Miss T. What do you mean, my lord ?

you about, cousin i

Looking about. Lord M. Prudence, child, prudence; I keep all Lord M. A particular affair, Sir John: I always my jewels under lock and key.

lock myself up to study my speeches, and speak Miss T. You are not in possession yet, my lord. them aloud for the sake of the tone and action. I cannot stay two minutes; 'I only came to tell you Sir J. (Sits down.) Ay, ay, 'tis the best way. I that Lady Minikin saw us yesterday, in the hack am sorry I disturbed you; you'll excuse me, cousin! ney-coach: she did not know me, I believe; she Lord M. I am rather obliged to you, Sir John; pretends to be greatly uneasy at your neglect of her; intense application to these things ruins my health; she certainly has some mischief in her head. but one must do it for the sake of the nation.

Lord M. No intentions, I hope, of being fond of Sir J. May be so: I hope the nation will be the me ?

better for't-you'll excuse me! Miss T. No, no, make yourself easy; she hates Lord M. Excuse me, Sir John: I love your frankyou most unalterably.

ness. But why won't you be franker still? we have Lord M. You have given me spirits again. always something for dinner, and you will never

Miss T. Her pride is alarmed, that you should dine at home. prefer any of the sex to her.

Sir J. You must know, my lord, that I love to Lord M. Her pride, then, has been alarmed ever know what I eat;-I hate to travel, where I don't since I had the honour of knowing her.

know my way: and since you have brought in Mies T. Bat, dear my lord, let us be merry and foreiga fashions and figaries, everything and everywise; should she ever be convinced that we have a body are in masquerade : your men and manneri, too, are as much frittered and fricasied, as your beef Sir J. May be so, and yet make a d-badba and mutton; I love a plain dish, my lord. But to band for all that. You'll excuse me! Whai ester the point; I came, my lord, to open my mind to you has he, pray ? about my niece Tittup; shall I do it freely?

Lord M. He's a colonel; his elder brother Lord M. The freer the better; Tittup's a fine Tan Tivy, will certainly break his neck, and dem girl

, cousin, and deserves all the kindness you can my friend will be a bappy man. shew her.

Sir J. Here's morals! a happy was the 23 [Lord M. and Miss T. make signs at each other. brother has broken his neck! A happy man' Way Sir J. She must deserve it, though, before she on me! shall have it; and I would have her begin with Lord M. Why, he'll have sis thousand 27, lengthening her petticoats, covering her shoulders, Sir Johnand wearing a cap upon her head.

Sir J. I don't care what he'll have, nor Ilic Lord M." Don't you think a taper leg, falling care what he is, nor who my niece marries ; ste shoulders, and fine hair, delightful objects, Sir John? a fine lady, and let her have a fine gentleman ; I

Sir J. And therefore ought to be concealed; 'tis sha'n't hinder her. I'U away into the catry to their interest to conceal them; when you take from morrow, and leave you to your fine doings; 1 bar the men the pleasure of imagination, there will be no relish for them, not I; I can't live amongs a scarcity of husbands; and then taper legs, falling nor game with you; I hate cards and dice; I. shoulders, and fine hair, may be had for nothing. neither rob nor be robbed; I am contente ..

Lord M. Well said, Sir John. Ha, ha !-your what I have, and am very happy, my lord, the niece shall wear a horseman's coat and jack-boots my brother has not broken his neck-you'll ar to please you. Ha, ha, ha!

me! Sir J. You may sneer, my lord; but for all that, Lord M. Ha, ha, ha! Come, fox, come out is: I think my niece in a bad way; she must leave me hole! Ha, ha, ha! and the country, forsooth, to travel and see good Miss T. Indeed, my lord, you have undone »; company and fashions; I have seen them too, and not a foot shall I have of Trotley Mabor, that's po wish from my heart that she is not much the worse tive! But no matter, there's no danger of his breas for the journey-you'll excuse me.

ing his neck, so I'N e'en make myself happy wità Lord M. But why in a passion, Sir Jobn? Don't what I have, and behave to him for the future, as : you think that my lady and I shall be able and wil. he were a poor relation. ling to put her into the road ?

Lord M. (Kneeling and kissing her kand.] I must Šir J. Zounds ! my lord, you are out of it your kneel and adore you for your spirit, my sweet, bea. self. This comes of your travelling; all the town venly Lucretia ! know how you and my lady live together; and I

Re-enter Sir John. must tell you-you'll excuse me,-that my niece suffers by the bargain; prudence, my lord, is a very Sir J. (Starls.) One thing I had forgotfine thing.

Miss T. Ha! he's here again! Lord A. So is a long neckcloth nicely twisted Sir J. Why, what the devil !--Heigho! my aiece into a button-hole ; but I don't choose to wear one Lucretiz, and my virtuous lord, studying speeches -you'll excuse me!

for the good of the nation. Yes, yes, you have Sir J, I wish that he who first changed long neck- been making fine speeches, indeed, my lord; and cloths for such things as you wear, had the wearing your arguments have prevailed, I see. I beg your of a twisted neckcloth that I would give him. pardon, I did not mean to interrupt your studies

(Rises. you'll excuse me, my lord! Lord M. Pr’ythee, baronet, don't be so horridly Lord M. (Smiling and mocking him.) Yo'l eout-of-the-way; prudence is a very vulgar virtue, cuse me, Sir John ? and so incompatible with our present ease and re- Sir J. Oh! yes, my lord; but I'm afraid the derd finement, that a prudent man of fashion is now as won't excuse you at the proper time. Miss Leo, great a miracle as a pale woman of quality; we got tia, how do you, child : You are to be married rid of our mauvaise honte, at the same time that we soon: I wish the gentleman joy, Miss Lucretia; be imported our neighbour's rouge and their morals. is a happy man to be sure, and will want Desting

Sir J. Did you ever hear the like! I am not sur- but the breaking of his brother's Deck to be cum prised, my lord, that you think so lightly, and talk pletely so. so vainly, who are so polite a husband: your lady, Miss T. Upon my word, uncle, you are always my cousin, is a fine woman, and brought you a fine putting bad constructions upon things; by lord na fortune, and deserves better usage.

been soliciting me to marry his friend and bar; Lord M. Will you have her, Sir John ? she is that moment-extorted a consent from mo-be * much at your service.

thanking-and-and-Fishing we jusia has found Sir J. Profligate! What did you marry her for, ish manner.

(Hesitats my lord ?

Sir J. Is that all! But how came fue bers Lord M. Convenience. Marriage is not, now-a-child ? Did you fly down from the chimsey, or days, an affair of inclination, but convenience; and at the window? for I don't remember seeing they who marry for love, and such old-fashioned when I was here before. stuff, are to me as ridiculous as those that advertise Miss T. How can you talk so, Sir Joha! Ir for an agreeable companion in a post-chaise. really confound me with your suspicions; and

Sir J. I have done, my lord; Miss Tittup shall you ask so many questions, and I have some either return with me into the country, or not a things to do, that-that-upon my word, it I do penny shall she have from Sir John Trotley, make haste, I sha’n't get iny dress ready for the baronet. [ Whistles and walks about.] Pray, my lord, ball, so I must run. You'll excuse me, anche what husband is this you have provided for her ?

[Es *. Lord M. A friend of mine; a man of wit, and a fine gentleman.

Sir J. A fine hopeful young lady that, brand
Lord M. She's well bred, and bas wil

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