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What it will be now, I can't tell; but you know, somebody must get the great lot, and why not I?

Val. Oh, Charlotte! wou'd you had the same senti. ments with me! For, by heavens! I apprehend no danger but that of lofing you; and, believe me, love will fufficiently reward us for all the hazards we run on his account.

AIR III. Fanny blooming fair, &c.

Let bold ambition lie

Within the warrior's mind;
False honours let him buy,

With flaughter of mankind:
To crowns a doubtful right,

Lay thousands in the grave;.
While wretched armies fight

Which master shall enslave.
Love took my heart with storm,

Let him there rule alone,
In Charlotte's charming form,

Still sitting on his throne:
How will my soul rejoice,

At his commands to fly;
If spoken in that voice,

Or look'd from that dear cye!
To universal sway

Love's title is the best;
Well, shall we him obey

Who makes his subjects bleft?
If heaven for human good

Did empire first design,
Love must be understood

To rule by right divine.

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Let. Hist! hist! get you both about your business; Mr Oldcastle is just turn’d the corner, and if he shou'd see you together you are undone. (Exeunt Valentine and Charlotte.) Now will I banter this old coxcomb severely; for I think it is a moft impertinent thing in these old fumblers to interpose in young people's sport.

Enter Oldcattle. 0ld. Hem ! hem? I profess it is a very severe easterly


wind -and if it was not to see a mistress, I believe I should scarce have stirred abroad all day.

Let. Mr Oldcastle, your very humble servant.

Old. Your humble servant, Madam; I ask your pare don ; but I profess I have not the honour of knowing you.

Let. Men of your figure, Sir, are known by more than they are themselves able to remember; I am a poor handmaid of a young lady of your acquaintance, Miss Charlotte Highman.

Old, Oh! your very humble servant, Madam. I hope your lady is well?

Let. Hum! fo, fo-She sent me, Sir, of a small mese fage to you. Old. I am the happiest man in the world. Let. To defire a particular favour of you. Old. She honours me with her commands.

Let. She begs, if you have the least affection for her, that she may never


here again. Old. What! what!

Let. She is a very well-bred, civil, good-natur’d lady, and does not care to send a rude message; therefore only bids tell


she hates you, scorns you, detefts you, more than any creature upon the earth; that if you are refolv’d to marry, she wou'd recommend to you a certain excellent dry-nurse, who might possibly be brought by your money to do any thing but go to bed with you; and lastly, she bide me tell you, in this cold weather, ne. ver to go to-bed without a good warm poffet, and never to lie without at least a pair of flannel-Thirts.

Old. Hold your impertinent faucy tongue!

Let. Nay, Sir, don't be angry with me, I only deliver my message; and that too in as civil and concise a manner as possible.

Old. Your mistress is a pert young husly, and I Mall tell her aunt of her.

Let. That will never do; you had better trust to her own good nature. 'Tis I am your friend; and if we can get over three little obstacles, I don't despair of marry ing you to her yet. Old, What are those obstacles?



Let. Why, Sir, there is in the first place your great age; you are at least some fixty-fix.

old. 'Tis a lie; I want several months of it. Let. If

you did not, I think we may get over this: one half of

your fortune makes a very sufficient amends

for your age:

Old. We shan't fall out about that.

Let. Well, Sir; then there is, in the second place, your terrible ungenteel air: this is a grand obstacle with her, who is so doatingly fond of every thing that is fine and foppish; and yet I think we may get over this too, by the other half of your fortune-And now there re. mains but one, which, if you can find any thing to set afide, I believe I may promise you, you shall have her : and that is, Sir, that horrible face of yours, which it is impoflible for any one to see without being frighten'd.

Old. Ye impudent baggage! I'll tell your mistress; I'll ve you

turn'd off. Let. That will be well repaying me indeed, for all the services I have done

you, Old. Services!

Let. Services! Yes, Sir, services; and to let you see I think you fit for a husband, I'll have you myself! Who can be more proper for a husband, than a man of your age and taste? for I think you cou'd not have the conscience to live above a year, or a year and a half at most: and I think a good plentiful jointure wou'd make amends for one's enduring you as long as that ; provided we live in separate parts of the house, and one had a good handsome groom

of the chambers to attend one.

AIR IV. Hark, hark, the cock crows.

When a lover like you

Does a woman pursue,
She must have little wit in her brain, Sir;

If for better and worse,

She takes not the purse,
Alas, with her fighing poor swain, Sir;

Tho' hugg'd to her wishes,

Amidst empty dishes, VOL. III.



Much hunger her ftomach may prove, Sir;

But a pocket of gold,
As full as 'twill hold,
Will ftill find her food for her love, Sir.

[Exit. Old. You are an impertinent, impudent baggage! and I have a mind tol am out of breath with passion ; and I shall not recover it this half hour.

(Exit. Enter Lettice and Rakeit. Let. A very pretty lover for a young lady indeed! Rak. Your servant, Mrs Lettice: What have you • and the great squire Oldcattle been entertaining one « another with?

Let. With his passion for your young mistress, or ra. «ther ber passion for him. I have been bantering him • till he is in such a rage, that I actually doubt whether 6 he will beat her or no.

Rak. Will you never leave off your frolics, since we 6 must pay for them? You have put him out of humour;

now will he go and put my lady out of humour, and • then we may be all beaten for aught I know.

Let. Well, Sirrah; and do you think I had not ra• ther twenty such as you shou'd be beaten to death, than my

mafter shou'd be robb'd of his mistress? Rak. Your humble servant, Madam; you need not • take any great pains to convince me of your fondness • for your master. I believe he has more mitresses than

what are in our house: but hang it, I am too polite to • be jealous; and if he has done me the favour with you, • why, perhaps, I may return it one day with somebody • else. I am not the first gentleman of the party-colour'd

regiment who has been even with his master. .

Let. Not with such gentlemen as Mr Valentine. Ino deed with


pert skipping beaux, I don't know • what may happen.

Such masters and their men are 6 often both in dress and behaviour so

like one an• other, that a woman may be innocently false, and mi• ftake the one for the other. Nay, I don't know whe• ther such a change as you mention may not be someo simes for the better.


AIR V. As down in a meadow, &c. See John and his master as together they pass, Or fee 'em admiring themselves in a glass: • Each cocks fierce his hat, each struts and looks big : • Both have lace on their coat, and a bag to their wig: • Bothswear, and both rattle, both game, and both drink; • Who neither can write, or can read, or e'er think.

Say then where the difference lies, if you can; • Faith! widows, you'd give it on the fide of the man.

Rak. But, my dear Lettice, I do not approve this smatch in our families.

Let. Why so?

Rak. You know how desperate his circumstances are, . and she has no fortune.

Let. She hath indeed no fortune of her own; but • her aunt Highman is very

rich. Rak. She will be little the better for't.

· Let. Then there's the chance of both her brothers • deaths; besides an uncle in Yorkshire, who hath but five children only, one of which hath never had the small

pox; nay,, there are not above fixteen or seventeen be. ciween her and an Irish. barony.

Rak. Ay, this lady wou'd make a fine fortune after two or three good plagues. In short, I find there is • but little hopes on our fide; and if there be no more on yours Let. Oh, yes, there are hopes enough on ours. There are hopes of my young master's growing better, for I am • sure there is no poffibility of his growing worse. Hopes

of my old master's staying abroad ; hopes of his being • drown'd if he attempts coming home; hopes of the • stars falling —

Rak Dear Mrs Lettice, do not jest with such serious . things as hunger and thirst. Do you seriously think • that all your master's entertainments are at an end?

Let. So far from it, that he is this day to give a grand entertainment to your mistress, and about a dozen * more gentlemen and ladies.

Rak. My chops begin to water. I find your master . is a very honest fellow; and it is possible may hold out ' two or three weeks longer

Let. You are mistaken, Sir, there will be no danger


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