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has, hall his life, been pursuing bubbles, without the world, they only, in my eye, make his sort perceiving their insignificance, will be easily contemptible. tempted to resume the chase. The possession of Mode. This I can bcar, sir John- because I one reality will hardly convince him that the rest have deserved it. were shadows. And a woman must be an idiot Sir John. You may think, perhaps, it is a indeed, who thinks of fixing a man to herself af- an idle affair with a lady, what half maskid are ter marriage, whom she could not secure before guilty of, and what the conceited wits out to it. To begin with insensibility 4-0 fy, Mr acquaintance will treat with raillery. Fa th Modely!

a woman! ridiculous But let me tell yos, M. Bel. You need not fear it, madam; his heart, Modely, the man who, erea slightly, decaire :

Ara. Is as idle as our conversation on the sub- believing and a trusting woman, can never be a ject. I beg your pardon for the comparison, as man of honour. I do, for having sent for you in this manner. But Mode. I own the truth of your assertions. I I thought it necessary, that both you and Mr feel the awful superiority of your real site Modely should know iny real sentiments, undis. Vor should any thing have dragged me into your guised by passion.

presence, so much I dreaded it, but the sincerest Bel. And may I hope you will concur in my hope of inaking you happy. proposal?

Sir John. Making me happy, Mr Modely Ara. I don't know what to say to it; it is a You have put it out of your own power. [Talks piece of mummery, which I am ill suited for at from him, then turns to him again. You mean, present. But if an opportunity should offer, I I suppose, by a resignation of Celia to me? must confess I have enough of the woman in me, Jode. Not of Celia only, but her affections. not to be insensible to the charms of an innocent Sir John. Vain and impotent proposal! revenge. But this other intricate business, if you lode. Sir Joho, 'tis not a time for altercation. can assist me in that, you will oblige me beyond | By all my hopes of bliss here and hereafter, you measure. They are two hearts, Mr Belmour, are the real passion of ber soal! Look Dots worthy to be united! Had my brother a little unbelieving: by Heaven 'tis true! and nothing less honour, and she a little less sensibility---But but an artful insinuation of your nerer intending I know not wbat to think of it.

to marry her, and even concurring in our affair, Bel. lo that, madam, I can certainly assist could ever have made her listen one momeat 10 you. Ara. How, dear Mr Belmour?

Sir John. Why do I hear yon?-0, Mr Mode Bel. I have been a witness, unknown to Celia, ly, you touch my weakest part ! to such a conversation, as will clear up every Mode. Cherish the tender feeling, and be doubt sir John can possibly have entertained. happy.

Ara. You charm ine when you say so. As I Sir John. Is it possible that amiable creature live, here comes my brother! Stay; is not that can think and talk tenderly of me? I know her wretch, Modely, with him? He is actually. generosity; but generosity is not the point. What can his assurance be plotting now? Come Node. Bcliere me, sir, 'tis more; 'tis real unthis way, Mr Belinour; we will watch them at a affected passion. Fler innocent soul speaks distance, that no harın may happen between through her eyes the honest dictates of her them, and talk to the girl first. The monster! heart. In our last conference, notwithstanding

(Ereunt. her mother's commands; notwithstanding—what I

blush to own-my utmost ardent solicitations to Enter Sir John DORILANT and MODELY

the contrary, she persisted in her integrity, tore Mode. [Entering, and looking after Ara. and the papers which left her choice free, and treated BEL.] They are together still! But let me re-us with an indignation wbich added charins to sume my nobler self.

virtue. Sir John. Why will you follow me, Mr Mode-1 Sir John. O these flattering sounds Would ly? I have purposely avoided you. My heart | I could helieve them! swells with indignation. I know not what may Mode. Belmour, as well as myself, and lady be the consequence.

Beverley, was a witness of the truth of them. I Mode. Upon my honour, sir John

thought it my duty to inform you, as I know Sir John. Honour, Mr Modely! 'tis a sacred your delicacy with regard to her. And indeed I word. You ought to shudder when you pronounce would in some measure endeavour to repair the it. Honour has no existence but in the breast of injuries I bare offered to your family, before I truth. 'Tis the harmonious result of every virtue leave it for ever---0, sir John, let not an illcombined. You have sepse, you have knowledge; judged nicety debar you from a happiness, which but, I can assure you, Mr Modely, thonylı parts stands with open arms to receive you. Think and knowledge, without the dictates of justice, or what my frilly has lost in Araminta; and, when the feelings of humanity, may make a bold and your indignation at the affront is a little respited, mischicvous member of society even courted by be blest yourself, and pity me-[As he goes out,

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he still looks after ARAMINTA and Belmour.]| Lady Beo. This is what I had to declare, sir

I don't see them now; but I will go round John. that way to the house. (Exit Modely. / Sir John. Does Celia, madam, desire to leave

Sir John. What can this mean- He cannot me! intend to deceive me; he seems too sincerely Lady Bev. It was a proposal of her own. affected-I must, I will believe him. The mind, Sir John. Confusion ! which suspects injustice, is half guilty of it itself Lady Bev. And a very sensible one too, in my

- Talks tenderly of me! tore the papers ! opinion. For when people are not so easy totreated them with indignation ! Heavens! what I gether, as might be expected, I know no better a flow of tender joy comes over me!- Shall remedy than parting. Celia, then, be mine? How my heart dances !0!! Sir John. (Aside. Sure, this is no trick of I could be wondrous foolish-Well, Jonathan ! Modely's, to get her away from me!-He talked

too himself of leaving my family immediatelyEnter STEWARD.

I shall relapse again. Stew. The gentleman, sir

Lady Bev. I find, sir John, you are somewhat Sir John. What of the gentleman ? I am ready | disconcerted : but for my partfor any thing.

Sir John. ( torture ! Stew. Will wait upon your honour to-morrow, Lady Bev. I say, for my part, sir John, it as you are not at leisuse.

might have been altogether as well, perhaps, if Sir John. With all my heart-Now or then, we had never met. whenever he pleases.

1. Sir John. I am sorry, madam, my behaviour Stew. I am glad to see your honour in spirits. has offended you, but

Sir John. Spirits, Jonathan! I am light as air - Make a thousand excuses to him— but let it

Enter ARAMINTA, Celia, and BELMOUR. be to-morrow, however, for I see lady Beverley coming this way.

Ara. [To Celia, as she enters. Leave the Stew. Heaven bless his good soul! I love to house indeed !--Come, come, you shall speak to see him merry

[Exit. him— What is all this disorder for? Pray, bro

ther, has any thing new happened ?--That wretch Enter Lady BEVERLEY.

has been beforehand with us. Aside to Bel. Lady Ber. If I don't interrupt you, sir John- | Lady Beo. Nothing at all, Mrs Araminta; I

Sir John. Interrupt me, madam! 'tis impos- have only made a very reasonable proposal to sible.

bim, which he is pleased to treat with his and Lady Bev. For I would not be guilty of an your usual incivility. indecorum even to you.

Sir John. You wrong us, madam, with the imSir John. Come, come, lady Beverley, these putation - After a pause, and some irresolution, little bickerings must be laid aside. Give me he goes up to CELIA-I thought, Miss Beveryour hand, lady. Now we are friends. (Kissing ley, I had already given up my authority, and it. Ilow does your lovely daughter?

that you were perfectly at liberty to follow your Lady Bev. You are in a mighty good humour, own inclinations. I could have wished, indeed, sir Jobn; perhaps every body may not be so. to have still assisted you with my advice; and I

Sir John. Every body must be so, madam, flattered myself that iny presence would have where I come: I am joy itself!

been no restraint upon your conduct. But I find

it is otherwise. My very roof is grown irksome “ The jolly god that leads the jocund hours.”

to you, and the innocent pleasure I received in Lady Bev. What is come to the man ! observing your growing virtues, is no longer to Whatever it is, I shall damp it presently-- Aside.) be indulged to me.

Do you choose to hear what I have to sav, Cetia. 0, sir, put not so hard a construction sir John

upon what I thought a blarneless proceeding. Sir John. You can say nothing, madam, but can it be wondered at, that I should fly from that you consent, and Celia is my own— Yes, him, who has twice rejected me with disdain? you yourself have been a witness to her integrity, Sir John. With disdain, Celia ? Come, indulge me, lady Beverley. Declare it Celia. Who has withdrawn from me even his all, and let me listen to my happiness.

parental tenderness, and driven me to the hard Lady Bev. I shall declare nothing, sir John, necessity of avoiding him, lest I should offend on that subject : what I have to say is of a very him farther. I know how much my inexperience different import- In short, without circumlo wants a faithful guide; I know what cruel cencution, or any unnecessary embarrassment to en sures a malicious world will pass upon my con Langle the affair, I and my daughter are of opi duct-but I must bear them all. For he, who nion, that it is by no means proper for us to con- might protect me from myself-protect me from Linue any longer in your family.

the insults of licentious tongues, abandons me to Sir John, Madam!


Sir John. 0, Celia ! - have I have I aban-chaise is now at the door to banish me fixe ere. doned thee?- Heaven knows my inmost soul : My sole basiness, here, is to unite that Firtos how did it rejoice, but a few moments ago, when man with the most worthy of her sex Modely told me that your heart was mine!

Ara. [Half aside. Thank you for the coupbAra. Modely !-Did Modely tell you so?- ment- Now, Mr Belmour. Do you hear that, Mr Belmour?

Lady Ber. You may spare yourself the Sir John. He did, my sister, with every cir- | ble, cousin Modely; the girl is irrecoverably cumstance which could increase his own guilt, gone already. and her integrity.

Mode. May all the happiness they deserve afAra. This was hopest, however.

tend them! (Going, then looks back at ARSir John. I thought it so, and respected him ac- I cannot leare ber. cordingly. O, he breathed comfort to a despair Sir John. Mr Modely, is there nobody bece ing wretch! but now a thousand, thousand doubts besides, whom you ought to take leave of crowd in upon me. He leaves my house this in- Mode. I own my parting from that lady (T. stant; nay, may be gone already. Celia, too, is ARAMIXTA.) should not be in silence; but a flying from me-perhaps to join him, and, with conviction of my guilt stops my tongue from other happier lover, smile at my undoing ! terance.

[Leans on ARA. Ara. I cannot say I quite believe that ; bat as Celia. I burst with indignation Can I be our affair may make some noise in the world, for suspected of such treachery? Can you, sir, who the sake of my own character, I must beg of you know my every thought, harbour such a suspi- to declare, before this company, whether any part cion ?-0, madam, this contempt have you of my conduct has given a shallow of excuse brought upon me. A want of deceit was all the for the insult I have received. If it has be bolittle negative praise I had to boast of, and that (nest, and proclaim it. is now denied me.

(Leans on L. Bev. Mode. None, by heaven! the crime was all Lady Bev. Come away, child.

my own, and I suffer for it justly and severelyCelía. No, madam: I have a harder task still with shame I speak it, notwithstanding the apto perform. (Comes up to see John.] To offer you pearances to the contrary, my heart was erer my hand again, under these circumstances, thus yours, and erer will be. despicable as you have made me, may seem an Ara. I am satisfied, and will honestly confess, insult. But I mean it not as such-0, sir, if the sole reason of my present appeal was this. you ever loved my father, in pity to my orphan that where I had destined my hand, my conduct state, let me not leave you. Shield me from the might appear unblemished. world; shield me from the worst of misfortunes,

[Gives her hand to BELxOTE. your own unkind suspicions !

| Mode. Confusion! then, my suspicions were Ara. What fooling is here! Help me, Mr Bel-just. mour-There, take her hand-And now let it go Sir John. Sister! if you can.

Celia. Araminta! Sir John. [Grasping her hand. O, Celia ! may Ara. What do you mean? what are re surpriI believe Modely? Is your heart mine?

sed at? The insinuating Mr Modely can never Celia. It is, and ever shall be.

want mistresses any where. Can he, Mr BelSir John. Transporting ecstacy!

mour! You know him perfectly.

[Turning to CELIA. Mode. Distraction ! Knows me? Yes, he does Lady Bev: I should think, sir John, a mo- know me. The villain! though he triumphs in ther's consent— though Mrs Araminta, I see, my sufferings, knows what I feel! You, mahas been so very good to take that office upon dam, are just in your severity; from you I hare herself.

deserved every thing; the anguish, the despair Sir John. I beg your pardon, madam; my which must attend my future life, comes from thoughts were too much engaged-But may I you, like Heaven's avenging minister But, for hope for your concurrence?

him! (SIR Johx interposes.] 0, for a sword Lady Bev. I don't know what to say to you; But I shall find a time, and a severe one. Let I think you have bewitched the girl amongst me go, sir John you.

Ara. I'll carry on the farce no longer. Rash, Ara. Indeed, lady Beverley, 'this is quite pre-inconsiderate madman! The sword, which pierces posterous. Ha ! he here again Protect me, Mr Belmour's breast, would rob you of the best Mr Belmour.

of friends. This pretended marriage, for it is no

more, was merely contrived by him, to convince Enter Modely.

me of your sincerity. Embrace him as your

guardian angel, and learn from him to be virtuMode. Madam, you need fly no where for ous. protection : you have no insolence to fear from Bel. O, madam, let me still plead for him! me. I am humbled sufficiently, and the post Surely, when a man feels himself in the wrong,

you cannot desire him to suffer a greater punish-| Ara. Why, then, brother, as we all seem in a ment.

strange dilemma, why may'nt we have one dance dra. I have done with fooling. You told me in the garden? it will put us in good humour. to-day, lady Beverley, that he would never re- Sir John. As you please, madam. Call the turn to me.

fiddles hither. Don't despair, Mr Modely. Lady Bev. And I told you, at the same time,

[Half aside to him. madam, that if he did - you would take him. | Lady Bev, I will not dance, positively.

Ara. In both you are mistaken. Mr Modely, Bel. Indeed, but you shall, madam; do you your last behaviour to Celia and my brother, think I will be the only disconsolate swain who shews a generosity of temper I did not think you wants a partner? Besides, you see there are so capable of, and for that I thank you. But to be few of us, that we must call in the butler and serious on our own affair, whatever appearance the ladies' maids even to help out the figure. your present change may carry with it, your Sir John. Come, lady Beverley, you must lay transactions of to-day have been such, that I can aside all animosities. If I have behaved imnever hereafter have that respect for you, which properly to you to-day, I most sincerely ask a wife ought to have for her husband.

your pardon, and hope the anxicties I have been Sir John. I am sorry to say it, Mr Modely, her under will sufficiently plead my excuse; my fudetermination is, I fear, too just. Trust to time, ture conduct shall be irreproachable. [Turning however; at least let us part friends, and not to Celia. Here have I placed my happiness, abruptly. We should conceal the failings of and here expect it. 0, Celia ! if the seriousness each other; and, if it must come to that, endea-of my behaviour should hereafter offend you, imvour to find out specious reasons for breaking off pute it to my infirmity; it can never proceed the match, without injuring either party,

froin want of affection. Ara. To shew how willing I am to conceal every thing-now I have had my little female re A heart, like mine, its own distress contrives, venge-as my brother has promised us the fiddles And feels, most sensibly, the pain it gives; this evening, Mr Modely, as usual, shall be my Then even its frailties candidly approve, partner in the dance.

For, if it errs, it errs from too much love. Mode. I have deserved this ridicule, madam,

[4 dance-Ereynt omnes. and am humbled to what you please.







CANTON, LORD OGLEBY, an old peer, ridiculously aping BRUSH,


{valets to LORD OGLEBY,
the graces of youth, but kind-hearted and be-
nevolent, withal.

STERLING, a merchant retired from business. Miss STERLING, her favourite niece.
LOVEWELL, privately married to FANNY. Fanny, privately married to LOVEWELL

Betty, maid to Fanny.



Scene-MR STERLING's country house.

ACT І. SCENE 1.-A room in STERLING's house. Bet. Yes, indeed and indeed, ma'am, he is. I

saw him crossing the court-yard in his boots. Miss Fanny und Betty meeting.

Fan. I am glad to hear it. But pray now, my Bet. [Running in.] Ma'am! Miss Fanny! dear Betty, be cautious. Don't mention that ma'am!

word again, on any account. You know, we hare Fan. What's the matter, Betty?

agreed never to drop any expressions of that sort, Bet. Oh la! ma'am! as sure as I am alive, for fear of any accident. here is your husband

Bet. Dear ma'am, you may depend upon me, Fan. Hush ! my dear Betty! if any body in There is not a more trustier creature on the face the house should hear you, I am ruined.

of the earth, than I am. Though I say it, I am Bet. Mercy on me! it has frightened me to as secret as the grave—and if it is never told till such a degree, that my heart is come up to my I tell it, it may remain untold till doom's-day for mouth. But, as I was saying, ma'am, here's that | Betty. dear, sweet

Fan. I know you are faithful--but, in our cir. Fan. Have a care, Betty!

cuinstances, we cannot be too careful. Bet. Lord! I am bewitched, I think. But, as Bet. Very true, ma'am! and yet I vow and I was a saying, ma'am, here's Mr Lovewell just protest, there's more plague than pleasure with a come from London,

secret; especially if a body may’nt mention it to Fan. Indeed!

four or five of one's particular acquaintance.

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