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D. Man. Oh, oh, oh, oh! my poor child ! | D. Man. Oh, that I were buried! will my Ros. Oh!

[Seems to faint. cares never be over? Enter VILETTA.

Hyp. They are pretty near it, sir ; you cann't

have much more to trouble you. Vil. What's the matter, sir?

Cor. Come, sir, if you please, I must desire to D. Man. Ah! look to my child.

take your affidavit in writing. D. Lou. Is this the villain, then, that has im

[Goes to the table with FLORA. posed on you?

D. Phil. Now, sir, you see what your own Hyp. Sir, I'm this lady's husband, and, while rashness has brought you to. How shall I be I'm sure that name cann't be taken from me, I stared at when I give an account of this to my shall be contented with laughing at any other you father, or your friends in Seville ! you'll be the or your party dare give me.

public jest; your understanding, or your folly, D. Man. Oh!

will be the mirth of every table. D. Lou. Nay, then, within there—such a vil. D. Man. Pray forbear, sir. lain ought to be made an example.

Hyp. Keep it up, madam. (Aside to Rosara. Enter Corrigidore and Officers, with Don Phi- me! Is this the care you have taken of me, for

Ros. Oh, sir! how wretched have you made LIP, OCTAVIO, FLORA, and TRAPPANTI.

my blind obedience to your commands ? this my Oh, gentlemen, we're undone! all comes too reward for filial duty? late! my poor cousin's married to the impostor! D. Man. Ah, my poor child ! D. Ph. How!

Ros. But I deserve it all for ever listening to Oct. Confusion !

your barbarous proposal, when my conscience D. Man. Oh, oh!

might have told me my vows and person, in jusD. Phi. That's the person, sir, and I demand tice and honour, were the wronged Octavio's. your justice.

D. Man. Oh, oh! Oct. And I.

Oct. Can she repent her falschood then, at Flo. And all of us.

last! Is't possible ! then I'm wounded, too! Oh, D. Man. Will my cares never be over? my poor, undone Rosara! (Goes to her.] UnCor. Well, gentlemen, let me rightly under- grateful, cruel

, perjured man! how canst thou stand what 'tis you charge him with, and I'll com- bear to see the light, after this heap of ruin thou mit him immediately—First, sir, you say these hast raised, by tearing thus asunder the most gentlemen all know you to be the true Don Philip? solemn vows of plighted love!

D. Lou. That, sir, I presume, my oath will D. Mun. Oh, don't insult me; I deserve the prove.

worst you can say—I'm a miserable wretch, and Oct. Or mine.

I repent me. Flo. And mine.

Oct. Repent ! can’st thou believe whole years Trap. Ay, and mine, too, sir.

of sorrow will atone thy crime: No; groan on; D. Man. Where shall I hide this shameful sigh and weep away thy life to come, and, when head?

the stings and horrors of thy conscience have Flo. And for the robbery, that I can prove laid thy tortured body in the grave-then, thenupon him ; he confessed to me at Toledo he as thou dost me, when it is too late, I'll pity thee. stole this gentleman's pormanteau there to carry Vil. So! here's the lady in tears, the lover in on his design upon this lady, and agreed to give rage, the old gentleman out of his senses, most me a third part of her fortune, for my assistance, of the company distracted, and the bridegroom which he refusing to pay as soon as the marriage in a fair way to be hanged-the merriest wedwas over, I thought myself obliged, in honour, to ding that ever I saw in my life! discover him.

Cor. Well, sir, have you any thing to say, beHyp. Well, gentlemen, you may insult me if fore I make your warrant? [To HYPOLITA. you please ; but, I presume, you'll hardly be able Hyp. A word or two, and I obey ye, sirto prove that I'm not married to the lady, or Gentlemen, I have reflected on the folly of my have not the best part of her fortune in my action, and foresee the disquiets I am like to unpocket; so do your worst; I own my ingenuity, dergo, in being this lady's husband; therefore, as and am proud on't.

I own myself the author of all this seeming ruin D. Mun. Ingenuity, abandoned villain-But, and confusion, so I am willing (desiring first the sir, before you send him to gaol, I desire he may officers may withdraw), to offer something to the return the jewels I gave him as part of my general quiet. daughter's portion.

Oct. What can this mean? Cor. That cann't be, sir-since he has married D. Phi. Psha! some new contrivance-Let's the lady, her fortune is lawfully his. All we can be gone. do, is to prosecute him for robbing this gentle- Ď. Lou. Stay a moment; it can be no harm to man.

hear him—Sir, will you oblige us ? D. Man. Oh, that ever I was born!

Cor. Wait without

(Exeunt Officers. Hyp. Return the jewels, sir ! If you don't pay Vil. What's to be done now, trow? me the rest of her fortune to-morrow morning, Trap. Some smart thing, I warrant ye; the you may chance to go to gaol before me. little gentleman hath a notable head, faith!

Flo. Nay, gentlemen, thus much I know of sembled penitence have deceived me once alreadths

, him, that, if you can but persuade him to be which makes me, I confess, a little slow in sy honest, 'tis still in his power to make you all belief; therefore, take heed! expect no seorani amends, and, in my opinion, 'tis high time be mercy; for, be assured of this, I never can ks: should propose it.

give a villain. D. Mun. Ay, 'tis time he were hanged, indeed, Hyp. If I am proved one, spare me not for I know no other amends he can make us. ask but this–Use me as you find me.

Hyp. Then, I must tell you, sir, I owe you no D. Phi. That you may depend on. reparation ; the injuries which you complain of, D. Man. There, sir. your sordid avarice, and breach of promise here,

[Gides HYPOLITA the writing signed have justly brought upon you-Had you, as you Ros. Now, I tremble for her. were obliged in conscience and in nature, first Hyp. And now, Don Philip, I confess you en given your daughter with her heart, she had the only injured person here. now been honourably happy; and, if any, I the D. Phi. I know not that-do my friend rishing only miserable person here.

and I shall easily forgive thee. V. Lou. He talks reason.

Hyp. His pardon, with his thanks, I am er! D. Phi. I don't think him in the wrong there, shall deserve; but how shall I forgive myself indeed.

Is there, in nature, left a means that can repair Hyp. Therefore, sir, if you are injured, you the shameful slights, the insults, and the lege may thank yourself for it.

disquiets you have known from love? D. Man. Nay, dear sir—I do confess my D. Phi. Let me understand thee! blindness, and could heartily wish your eyes, or Hyp. Examine well your heart ; and, if the mine, had dropped out of our heads before ever fierce resentment of its wrongs has not este we saw one another.

guished quite the usual soft compassion teze, Hyp. Well, sir, (however little you have de revive at least one spark, in pity of my women's served it,) yet, for your daughter's sake, if you'll weakness. oblige yourself, by signing this paper, to keep D. Man. How! a woman! your first promise, and give her, with her full D. Phi. Whither wouldst thou carry me? fortune, to this gentleman, I'm still content, on Hyp. Not but I know you generous as the that condition, to disannul my own pretences, heart of love; yet let me doubt if even this bar and resign her.

submission can deserve your pardon-don't look Oct. Ha! what says he ?

on me; I cannot bear that you should know D. Lou. This is strange!

yet. The extravagant attempt I have this day D. Man. Sir, I don't know how to answer run through, to meet you thus, justly may you ; for I can never believe you'll have good-ject me to your contempt and scorn, unless nature enough to hang yourself out of the way, same forgiving goodness that used to overlook to make room for him.

the failings of Hypolita prove still my friend ant Hyp. Then, sir, to let you see I have not only soften all with the excuse of love. an honest meaning, but an immediate power to Oct. My sister! Oh, Rosara ! Philip! make good my word, I first renounce all title to her fortune: these jewels, which I received from D. Phi. Ob, stop, this vast effusion of sy you, I give him free possession of ; and now, şir, transported thoughts ! ere my offending wishes the rest of her fortune you owe him with her break their prison through my eyes, and surfet person.

on forbidden hopes again: or, if my tears are Oct. I am all amazement !

false, if your relenting heart is touched at last in D. Lou. What can this end in ?

pity of my enduring love, be kind at once, spent D. Phi. I am surprised, indeed !

on, and awake me to the joy, while I have sense D. Man. This is unaccountable, I must con

to hear you. fess- -But still, sir, if you disannul your pre- Hyp. Nay, then I am subdued indeed! Is it tences, how you'll persuade that gentleman, to possible, spite of my follies, still your generous whom I am obliged by contract, to part with heart can love? 'Tis so! Your eyes confess it, his

and my fears are dead. Why, then, should I D. Phi. That, sir, shall be no let; I am too blush, to let at once the honest fulness of a well acquainted with the virtue of my friend's ti heart gush forth? Oh, Philip! Hypolita is—sours tle, to entertain a thought that can disturb it. for ever! Hyp. Then my fears are over.-(Aside.]

(They advance slowly, and at last rusk into Now, sir, it only stops at you.

one another's arms.) D. Man. Well, sir, I see the paper is only D. Phi. Oh, ecstacy! Distracting joy! Dol conditional, and, since the general welfare is con- then live to call you mine? Is there an end, & cerned, I won't refuse to lend you my helping last, of my repeated pangs, my sighs, my top hand to it; but, if you should not make your ments, and my rejected vows ? Is it possibles words good, sir, I hope you won't take it ill if a it she? Oh, let me view thee thus with aching man should poison you.

eyes, and feed my eager sense upon the trans D. Phi. And, sir, let me, too, warn you how port of thy love confessed! What, kind! and you execute this promise ; your flattery and dis- 1 yet-it is, it is Hypolita! and yet 'tis she ! I

(All seem anased.

know her by the busy pulses at my heart, which had many a battle with my lady upon your aconly love like mine can feel, and she alone can count; but I always told her we should do her give.

(Eagerly embracing her business at last. Hyp. Now, Philip, you may insult our sex's D. Man. Another metamorphosis ! Brave girls, pride, for I confess you have subdued it all in faith! Odzooks, we shall have them make camme; I plead no merit but my knowing yours; 1 paigns shortly ! own the weakness of my boasted power, and now D. Phi. Take this as an earnest of my thanks; am only proud of my humility.

in Seville, I'll provide for thee. D. Phi. Oh, never! never shall thy empire Hyp. Nay, here's another accomplice, toocease! 'Tis not in thy power to give thy power confederate I cannat say; for honest Trappanti away : this last surprise of generous love has did not know but that I was as great a rogue as bound me to thy heart, a poor indebted wretch, himself. for ever.

Trap. 'Tis a folly to lie; I did not indeed, Hyp. No more: the rest the priest should say madam-But the world cannot say I have been a -- but now our joys grow rude-here are our rogue to your ladyship-and, if you had not partfriends, that must be happy, too.

ed with your moneyD. Phi. Louis ! Octavio! my brother now! Hyp. Thou hadst not parted with thy honesty. ob forgive the hurry of a transported heart! Trap. Right, madam ; but how should a poor

D. Jan. A woman! and Octavio's sister! naked fellow resist, when he had so many pistoles Oct. That heart that does not feel, as 'twere held against him?

(Shews money. its own, a joy like this, ne'er yet confessed the D. Man. Ay, ay ; well said, lad. power of friendship nor of love. [Embrucing him. Vil. La! a tempting bait, indeed! let him of

D. Man. Have I then been pleased, and fer to marry me again, if he dares. (Aside. plagued, and frighted out of my wits by a wo- D. Phi. Well, Trappanti

, thou hast been serman all this while? Odsbud, she is a notable viceable, however, and I'll think of thee. contriver! Stand clear, ho, for it I have not a fair Oct. Nay, I am his debtor, too. brush at her lips-nay, if she does not give me Trap. Ah, there's a very easy way, gentlemen, the hearty smack, too, odswinds and thunder! to reward me; and, since you partly owe your she's not the good-humoured girl I took her for. happiness to my roguery, I should be very proud

Hyp. Come, sir, I won't baulk your good hu- to owe mine only to your generosity. mour.-{He kisses her.)-And now I have a fa

Oct. As how, pray? vour to beg of you : you remember your promise ; Trap. Why, sir, I find, by my constitution, that only your blessing here, sir.

it is as natural to be in love as an hungry, and (Octavio and Rosara kneel. that I ha'n't a jot less stomach than the best of D. Man. Ah! I can deny thee nothing; and, my betters; and, though I have often thought a since I find thou art not fit for my girl's business wife but dining every day, upon the same dish, thyself, odzooks! it shall never be done out of yet, methinks, it's better than no dinner at all: the family-and so, children, Heaven bless you and, for my part, I had rather have no stomach together! Come, I'll give you her hand myself, to my meat, than no meat to my sto.nach: upon you know the way to her heart ; and, as soon as which consideration, gentlemen and ladies, 1'dethe priest has said grace, he shall toss you the sire you'll use your interest with Madona bererest of her body into the bargain. And now my to let me dine at her ordinary. cares are over again.

D. Man. A pleasant rogue, faith! Odzooks ! Oct. We'll study to deserve your love, sir.- the jade shall have him. Come, hussy, he's an Oh, Rosara!

ingenious person. Ros. Now, Octavio, do you believe I loved Vil. Sir, I don't understand his stuff; when he you better than the person I was to marry? speaks plain, I know what to say to him.

Oct. Kind creature ! you were in her secret, Trap. Why then, in plain terms, let me a lease then ?

of your tenement-marry me. Ros. I was, and she in mine.

Vil. Ay, now you say something I was Oct. Sister! what words can thank you? afraid, by what you said in the garden, you had Hyp. Any that tell me of Octavio's happi- only a mind to be a wicked tenant at will.

Trap. No, no, child; I have no mind to be D. Phi. My friend successful too! Then, my turned out at a quarter's warning. joys are double. But how this generous attempt Vil. Well, there's my hand--and now meet was started first; how it has been pursued, and me as soon as you will with a canonical lawyer, carried with this kind surprise at last, gives me and I'll give you possession of the rest of the wonder equal to my joy.

premises. Hyp. Here is one, that, at more leisure, shall D. Man. Odzooks! and well thought of! I'll inform you all : she was ever a friend to your send for one presently. Hear you, sirrah! run love, has had a hearty share in the fatigue, and to Father Benedict again, tell him his work don't now I am bound in honour to give her part of hold here; his last niarriage is broke to pieces ; the garland, too.

but now we have got better tackle, he must come D). Phi. How! she?

and stitch two or three fresh couple together, as Flo: Trusty Flora, sir, at your service. I have fast as he can.


Enter Serdant. Ser. Sir, the music's come.

D. Man. Ah, they could never take us in a better time-let them enter-Ladies, and sons and daughters, for I think you are all akin to me now, will you be pleased to sit ?

(After the entertainment. D. Man. Come, gentlemen, now our collation waits.

Enter Servant. Serv. Sir, the priest's come.

D. Man. That's well ; we'll dispatch him pre-
D. Phi. Now, my Hypolita,
Let our example teach mankind to love,
From thine the fair their favours may improve;

To the quick pains you give our joys we owe,
Till those we feel, these we can never knor.
But warned with honest hope from my saatess,
Even in the height of all its miseries

, Oh, never let a virtuous mind despair, For constant hearts are love's peculiar cer.

(Exezat e


'Mongst all the rules the ancients had in vogue, , Shall

we not say We find no nention of an epilogue,

Old English honour now revives again, Which plainly shows they're innovations, þrought Memorably fatal to the pride of Spain; Since rules, design, and nature, were forgot ; But hold The custom therefore our next play shall break, While Anne repeats the vengeance of Eliz' But now a joyful motive bids us speak;

reign! For while our arms return with conquest home, For to the glorious conduct sure that dres While children prattle Vigo and the boom, A senate's grateful vote our adoration's due; Is't fit the mouth of all mankind, the stage, be From that alone all other thanks are poor, dumb?

The old triumphing Romans ask'd no more, While the proud Spaniards read old annals o'er, And Rome indeed gave all within its power. And on the leaves in lazy safety pore,

But your superior stars, that knew too well Essex and Raleigh thunder on their shore ; You English heroes should old Rome's excel, Again their donships start and mend their speed, To crown your arms beyond the bribes of spoil With the same fear of their forefathers dead. Raised English beauty to reward your toil: While Amadis de Gaul laments in vain,

Though seized of all the rifled world had lost

, And wishes his young Quixote out of Spain: So fair a circle [To the boxes.] Rome could neste While foreign forts are but beheld and seized,

boast. While English hearts tumultuously are pleased, Proceed, auspicious Chiefs ! inflame the wa, Shall we, whose sole subsistence purely flows Pursue your conquest, and possess the fair, From minds in joy, or undisturbed repose, That ages may record of them and you, Shall we behold each face with pleasure glow, They only could inspire what you alone could do. Unthankful to the arms that made them so ?






Of all the various vices of the age,

We rather think the persons fit for plays,
And shoals of fools exposed upon the stage, Are they whose birth and education says
How few are lasht that call for satire's rage! They've every help that should improve mankind,
What can you think to see our plays so full Yet still are slaves to a vile tainted mind;
Of madmen, coxcombs, and the drivelling fool? Such as in wit are often seen to abound,
Of cits, of sharpers, rakes and roaring bullies, And yet have some weak part where folly's found :
Of cheats, of cuckolds, aldermen and cullies ? For follies sprout, like weeds, highest in fruitful
Would not one swear, 'twere taken for a rule,

That satire's rod, in the dramatic school, And, 'tis observed, the garden of the mind
Was only meant for the incorrigible fool? To no infestive weed's so much inclined
As if too vice and folly were confined

As the rank pride that some from affectation To the vile scum alone of human kind,

find : Creatures a muse should scorn; such abject A folly too well known to make its court trash

With most success among the better sort. Deserves not satire's, but the hangman's lash. Such are the persons we to-day provide, Wretches, so far shut out from sense of shame, And nature's fools for once are laid aside. Newgate or Bedlam only should reclaim; This is the ground on which our play we build, For satire ne'er was meant to make wild monsters But in the structure, must to judgment yield : tame.

And where the poet fails in art, or care, No, sirs

We beg your wonted mercy to the player.


Lord MORELOVE, attached to Lady Betty.
Lord FOPPINGTON, a Corcomb of Fashion.
Sir CHARLES EASY, the Careless Husband.

Lady BETTY MODISH, attached to Lord More-

Lady Easy, Wife to Sir Charles.
Lady GRAVEAIRS, a Woman of Intrigue.
Mrs EDGING, Woman to Lady Easy.


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