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casion of it; I thought I had given you money, Lady T. Your style, my lord, is much of three months ago, to satisfy all these sort the same delicacy with your sentiments of of people.
honour! Lady T. Yes; but you see they never are Lord T. Madam, madam, this is no time to be satisfied.
for compliments--I have done with you. Lord T. Nor am I, madam, longer to be Lady T. Done with me! If we had never abused thus-what's becom- of the last five met, my lord, I had not broke my heart for hundred I gave you!
it-but have a care; I may not, perhaps, be Lad, 1. Gone.
so easily recalled as you may imagine, Lord T. Gone! what way, madam?
Lord T. Recalled! Who's there? Lady T. Half the town over, I believe, by this time.
Enter WILLIAMS. Lord T. 'Tis well; I see ruin will make no Desire my sister and Mr. Manly to walk up. impression, till it falls upon you.
[Erit Williams. Lady T. In short, my lord, if money is Lady T. My lord, you may proceed as you alwars the subject of our conversation, I shall please; but pray what indiscretions have I make rou no answer.
committed, that are not daily practised by a Lord T. Madam, madam, I will be heard, hundred other women of quality? and make you answer.
Lord T. 'Tis not the number of ill wires, Lady T. Make me! Then I must tell you, madam, that makes the patience of a husband my lord, this is a language. I have not been less contemptible; and though a bad one may used to, and I won't bear it.
be the best man's lot, yet he'll make a belter Lord T. Come, come, madam, you shall figure in the world, ihat keeps his misforbear a great deal more, before I part with you. tunes out of doors, than he that tamely keeps
Lady T. My lord, if you insult me, you them within. will have as much to bear on your side, I Lady T. I don't know what ligure you may can assure you.
make, my lord; but I shall have no reason to Lord T. "Pooh! your spirit grows ridicu- be ashamed of mine, in whatever company I lous!-rou have neither bonour, worth, or may meet you. innocence to support it.
Lord T. Be sparing of your spirit, madam; Lady 1. You'll find at least I have resent- you'll need it to support you. ment; and do you look well to the provocation. Lord T. After those you have given me,
Enter LADY GRACE and MANLY. madara, 'tis almost infamous to talk with you. Mr. Manly, I have an act of friendship to beg
Lady T. I scorn your imputation and your of you, which wants more apologies than menaces. The narrowness of your heart is words can make for it. your monitor-'tis there, there, my lord, you Man. Then pray make none, my lord, that are wounded; you have less to complain of I may have the greater merit in obliging you. tbaa maoy husbands of an equal rank to you, Lord T. Sister, I have the same excuse to
Lard T. Death, madam! do you presume entreat of you loo. upon rour corporeal merit, that your person's Lady G. To your request, I beg, my lord. less tainted than your mind? Is it there, there Lord T. Tbus then — As you both were alsoe, an honest husband can be injured ? present at my ill-considered marriage, I now Have you not every other vice that can de- desire you each will be a witness of
debase your birth or stain the heart of woman? termined separation- I know, sir, your good Is ant your health, your beauty, husband, nature, and my sister's, must be shocked at fortune, family disclaimed-for nights con- the office I impose on you; but as I don't sumed ir riot and extravagance? The wanton ask your justification of my cause, so I hope deres no more - if she conceals her shame, you are conscious that an ill woman can't dres less; and sure the dissolute avowed, as reproach you, if you are silent on her side. xireit wrongs my honour and my quiet. Man. My lord, I never thought, till now,
Lady T. I see, my lord, what sort of wife it could be difficult to oblige you. Dithe please you.
Lord T. For you, my lady Townly, I need Lord T. ('ngrateful woman! could you have not here repeat the provocations of my partsem rourself, you in yourself had seen her-ing with you-the world, I fear, is too well I am amazed our legislature has left no prece informed of them-For the good' lord, your dent of a divorce, for this more visible in- dear father's sake, I will still support you as joy, bis adultery of the mind, as well as his daughter. - As the Lord Townly's wife, it at of the person! When a woman's whole you have had everything a fond husband beart is alienated to pleasures I have no share could bestow, and, to our mutual sbame 1 is, what is it to me, whether a black ace, or speak it, more than happy wives desire-But a powdered coscomb, bas possession of it? those indulgencies must end-state, equipage,
Lady T. If you have not found it yet, my and splendour, but ill become the vices that iard, this is not the way to get possession of misuse them-The decent necessaries of life raine, depend upou it.
shall be supplied, but not one article to luxury Lord T. That, madam, I have long despaired --not even the coach, that waits to carry you od: and, since our bappiness cannot be mu- from bence, sball you ever use again. Your 1 tal, 'lis fit tbat, with our hearts, our persons tender aunt, my Lady Loremore, with tears, * -o should separate.—This house you sleep no this morning, has consented to receive you; are in; though your content might grossly where, if time and your condition bring you -- apon the dishonour of a husband, yet my to a due reflection, your allowance shall be Gires would starve upon the features of a wife. I increased - but if you still are lavish of your
little, or pine for past licentious pleasures, (father's firm commands enjoined me to make that little shall be less; nor will I call that choice of one, I even there declined the liberty soul my friend that names you in my hearing. he gave, and to his own election yielded up -Oh, Manly, look there! turn back thy thoughts my youth-his tender care, my lord, directed with me, and witness to my growing love.- him to you.–Our hands were joined, but still There was a time, when I believed that form my heart was wedded to its folly. – My only incapable of vice or of decay; there I proposed joy was power, command, society, profuseness
, the partner of an easy home; there I for ever and to lead in pleasures. - The huchand's right hoped to find a cheerful companion, a faithful to rule I thought a vulgar law, which vuly friend, a useful helpmate, and a tender mother the deformed or meanly spirited obeyed. - I -but, oh, how biller now the disappointment: knew no directors but my passions, no master
Man. The world is different in its sense of but my will.-Even you, my lord, sometime happiness; offended as you are, I know you o'ercome by love, were pleased with my dewill still be just.
lights; nor then foresaw this mad misuse of Lord T. Fear me not.
your indulgence. And though I call myself Man. This last reproach, I see, has struck ungrateful while I own it, yet as a truth it her!
[Aside. cannot be denied, that kind indulgence has Lord T. No, let me not (though I this mo- undone me; it added strength to my habitual ment cast her from my heart for ever), let failings, and, in a heart thus warm in wild, me not urge her punishment beyond her unthinking life, no wonder if the gentler sense crimes—I know the world is fond of any tale of love was lost. that feeds its appetite of scandal; - and as I Lord T. Oh, Manly!, where has this creaam conscious severities of this kind seldom fail ture's heart been buried ?
. of imputations too gross to mention, I here, Man. If yet recoverable, how vast the treabefore you both, acquit her of the least sus- sure!
[ Apart. picion raised against the honour of my bed. Lady T. What I have said, my lord, is not Therefore, when abroad her conduct may be my excuse, but my confession; my errors questioned, do her fame that justice. (give them, if you please, a harder name) Lady T. Oh, sister!
cannot be defended-No, what's in its nature [Turns to Lady Grace, weeping. wrong, no words can palliate- no plea can Lord T. When I am spoken of, where, alter! What then remains in my condition, without favour, this action may be canvassed, but resignation to your pleasure Time only relate but half my provocations, and give me can convince you of my future conduct: thereup to censure.
(Going. fore, till I have lived an object of forgiveness, Lady T. Support me — save -hide me I dare not hope for pardon - The penance of from the world!
a lonely, contrite life, were little to the inno[Falling on Lady Grace's Neck. cent; but, to have deserved this separation, Lord T. [Returning] I had forgot me- will strew perpetual thorns upon my pillow. You have no share in my resentment, there--Sister, farewell! [Kisses her] Your virtue fore, as you have lived in friendship with her, needs no warning from the shame that falls your parting may admit of gentler terms than on me; but when you think I have atoned my suit the honour of an injured husband. follies past, persuade your injured brother to
[Offers to go out. forgive them. Man. [Interposing] My lord, you must Lord T. No, madam! your errors, thus renot, shall not, leave her thús !-One moment's nounced, this instant are forgotten! So deep, stay can do your cause no wrong. If looks so due a sense of them has made you what can speak the anguish of her beart, I'll an- my utmost wishes form'd, and all my heart swer, with my life, there's something labouring has sigh’d for.-Long parted friends, that
pass in her mind, that, would you bear the hear- through casy voyages of life, receive but coming, might deserve it.
mon gladness in their meeting; but, from a Lord T. Consider-since we no more can shipwreck saved, we mingle tears with our meet, press not my staying to insult her. embraces.
[Embraces Lady Townly. Lady T. Yet stay, my lord- the little I would Lady T. What words — what love - what say will not deserve an insult; and, undeserv- duty can repay such obligations ? ed, I know your nature gives it not. But as Lord T. Preserve but this desire to please, you've called in friends to witness your re- your power is endless. sentment, let them be equal hearers of my last Lady T. Oh! till this moment never did ! reply.
[be it so. know, my lord, I had a beart to give you! Lord T. I shan't refuse you that, madam- Lord I. By heaven! this yielding hand,
Lady T. My lord, you ever have complained when first it gave you to my wishes, presented I wanted love; but as you kindly have allowed not a treasure more desirable! -Oh, Manly! I never gave it to another, so, when you hear sister! as you have often shared in' my disthe story of my heart, though you may still quiet, partake of my, felicity - my new-born complain, you will not wonder at my coldness. joy! See here, the bride of my desires! This
Lord T. Proceed-I am atlentive. may be called my wedding-day.
that the flaitering world had talked me into beauty; name is dearer to me than ever), let me conwhich, at my glass, my youthful vanity con- gratulate the happiness that opens to you. firmed. Wild with that fame, I thought man- Man. Long, long, and mutual, may it flow! kind my slaves- I triumphed over hearts, while Lord T. To make our happiness complete, all my pleasure was their pain: yet was my my dear, join here with me to give a hav! own so equally insensible to all, ibat, when a that amply will repay the obligatior.
Lady T. Sister, a day like this
Lady T. Sister, to your unerring virtue I Lady G. Admils of no excuse against the now commit the guidance of my future days. general jor. [Gives her Hand to Manly. Never the paths of pleasure more to tread,
Man. A joy like mine-despairs of words But where your guarded innocence shall lead; to speak it.
For, in the marriage state, the world mustown, Lord T. Ob, Manly, how the name of friend Divided happiness was never known. endears the brother!" [Embraces him. To make it mutual, nature points the way;
Man. Your words, my lord, will warm me Let husbands govern, gentle wives obey. to deserve them.
SHE WOULD AND SHE WOULD NOT;
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Flora. And now, madam, pray what do SCENE I.-An Inn at MADRID. you propose will be the end of our journey?
Hyp. Why, now I hope the end of my Enter TRAPPANTI.
wishes-Don Philip, I need not tell you how Trap. Indeed, my friend Trappanti, thou'rt far he is in my heart. in a very thin condition ; thou hast neither Flora. No, your sweet usage of him told master , meat, por money: not but, couldst thou me that long enough ago; but now, it
seems, part with that unappeasable itch of eating loo, you think fit to confess it; and what is it thou bast all the ragged virtues that were re-love him for, pray? quisite to set up an ancient philosopher. Con- Hyp. His manner of bearing that usage. lempt and poverty, kicks, thumps, and think- Flora. Ah! dear pride! how we love to ing thou hast endured with the best of 'em; have it tickled! But he does not bear it, you but-wben fortune turns thee up to hard fast- see, for he's coming post to Madrid to marry ing
, that is to say, positively not eating at all, another woman; nay, one he never saw. perceive thou art a downright dunce, with Hyp. An unknown face can't have very far the same stomach, and no more philosophy engaged him. than a bound upon horse-flesh-Fasting's the Flora. How came he to be engaged to her derill-Let me see—this, I take it, is the most at all? frequented in about Madrid; and if a keen Hyp. Why, I engaged him. guest o: two should drop in now-Hark! Flora. To another! Host
. [Within] Take care of the gentle- Hyp. To my whole sex, rather than own I mens' borses there; see 'em well rubbid and loved him. laet'd.
Flora. Ah! done like a woman of courage. Trap. Just alighted! If they do but stay to Hyp. I could not bear the thoughts of parteat now! Impudence assist me; hah! a couple ing with my power; besides, he took me at of pretty young sparks, faith!
such an advantage, and pressed me so home Enter Hrpolita and Flora, in Men's Ha
to a surrender, I could have tore him piecemeal.
Flora. Ay! I warrant you, an insolentbits; e Postboy, with a Portmanteau.
agreeable Welcome to Madrid, sir; welcome, sir.
But let us hear. puppy:
Hyp. I'll tell thee, Flora ; you know don Fiore. Sir, your servant.
Philip wants no charm that can recommend Post
. Have the horses pleased your honour? him. As a lorer in rank and fortune, I conHyp. Very well indeed, friend; pr’ythee set fess him my superior; 'tis the thoughts of that down the portmanteau, and see that the poor has been a constant thorn upon my wishes ; creatures want nothing: they have performed I never saw him in the humblest posture, but well, and deserve our care.
still I fancied he secretly presumed his rank Trap. I'll take care of that, sir; here, ostler. and fortune might command me; this always
[Exeunt Trappanti and Servant. stung my pride, and made me over-act it: Flora. And pray, madain, what do I deserve? nay sometimes, when his sufferings have alHyp. Poor Flora! thou art fatigued indeed, most drawn the tears into my eyes, I have but I shall find a way to thank thee for's. luru'd the subject with some irilling talk, or
you by it?
humm'd a spiteful tune, though I believe his my troth, right and sound, I warrant 'em; heart was breaking.
they deserve care, and they have had it, and Floru. But, love be praised, your proud shall have it if they stay in this house — I alstomach's come down for it.
ways stand by, sir, see 'em rubb'd down with Hyp. Indeed, 'tis not altogether so high as my own eyes — catch me trusting an ostler, 'twas. In a word, his last letter set me at my I'll give you leave to fill for me, and drink wit's end, and when I came to myself, you for me too. may remember you thought me bewitch'd, for Flora. I have seen this fellow somewhere. I immediately called for my boy's clothes, and
[Apart to Hypolita so rode after him.
Trap. Hey-day! what, no cloth laid! was Flora. Why truly, madam, as to your wiis, ever such attendance! hey, house! tapster! I've not much altered my opinion of 'em, for landlord! hey! [Knocks] What was if you I can't see what you propose by it. |bespoke, gentlemen ?
Hyp. My whole design, Flora, lies in this Hyp. Really, sir, I ask your pardon, I bave portmanleau, and these breeches.
almost forgot you. Flora. A notable design, no doubt; but Trap. Psbaw! dear sir, never talk of it; ! pray let's hear it.
live here hard hy - I have a lodging.--I can't Hyp. Why, I do propose to be twice mar- call it a lodging neither—that is, I have aried between 'em.
sometimes I am here, and sometimes I am Flora. How! twice?
there; and so here and there one makes shift, Hyp. By the help of the portmanteau I in- you know.-Hey! will these people never come? tend to marry myself to don Philip's new mis- Hyp: You give a very good account of tress, and then-I'll put off my breeches and yourself, sir.
Trap: 0! nothing at all, sir. Lord, sir !Flora. Now I begin to take ye: but pray was it fish or flesh, sir? what's in the portmanteau ? and how car Flora. Really, sir, we have bespoke no
thing yet. Hyp. I bired one to steal it from his ser- Trap. Nothing! for shame! it's a sign you vant at the last inn we lay at in Toledo: in are young travellers; you don't know ibis it are jewels of value, presents to my bride, house, sir; why they'll let you starve if you gold, good store, settlements, and credential don't stir, and call, and that like thunder too letters to certify that the bearer (which I in--Hollo! tend to be myself) is don Philip, only son Hyp. Ha! you eat here sometimes, 1 preand heir of don Fernando de las Torres, now sume, sir? residing at Seville, whence we came.
Trap. l'mph!-Ay, sir, that's as it happens Flora. A very smart undertaking, by my -I seldom eat at home, indeed-Hoilo! troth: and pray, madam, what part am I to act? Hyp. My woman still; when I can't lie for
Enter Host. myself you are to do it for me, in the person Host. Did you call, gentlemen ? of a cousin-german.
Trap. Yes, and bawl too, sir: here, the Flora. And my name is to be
gentlemen are almost famish'd, and nobody Hyp. Don Guzman, Diego, Mendez, or what comes near 'em: what have you in the bouse you please; be your own godfatber.
now that will be ready presently? Flora. 'Égad, 'I begin to like it mightily: Host. You may have what you please, sir. this may, prove a very pleasant adventure, if Hyp. Can you get us a partridge? we can but come off without fighting, which, Host. Sir, we have no partridges; but we'll by the way, I don't easily perceive we shall; get you what yon please in a moment: we for lo be sure don Philip will make the devil have a very good neck of mutton, sir; if you to do with us when he finds himself here be- please it shalt be clapp'd down in a moment. fore he comes hither.
Hyp. Have you no pigeons or chickens? Hyp. O let me alone to give him satisfaction. Host. Truly, sir, we have no fowl in the
Flora. I'm afraid it must be alone, if you house at present; if you please you may have do give him satisfaction; for my part I can any thing else in a moment. push no more than I can swim.
Hyp. Then prythee get us some young rabbits. Hyp. But you can bully, upon occasion. Host. Rabbits! odd rabbit it, rabbits are so Flora. I can scold when my blood's up. scarce they are not to be had for money. Hyp. That's the same thing. Bullying in Flora. Have
you any fish ? breeches, would be scolding in petticoats. Host. Fish! sir, I dress'd yesterday the fines!
Flora. Say ye so: why then do look to dish that ever came upon a table; I am sorry yourself; if I don't give you as good as you we have none left, sir; but, if you please, you bring, I'll be content to wear breeches as long may have any thing else in a moment. as I live. Well, madam, now you have open' Prap. Plague on thee, bast thou nothing the plot, pray when is the play to begin? but any-thing-else in the house?
Hyp. I hope to have it all over in less than Host. Very good mutton, sir. four hours ; we'll just refresh ourselves with Hyp. Pr’ythee get us wbat the bouse affords, and wait upon my
a saddle ) then.
Host. Don't you love the neck, sir? father-in-law-How Dow! wbat would thís Hyp. Hla'ye nothing in the house but the fellow have?
Host. Really, sir, we don't use to be so un Re-enter TRAPPANTI.
provided, but at present we have nothing else left. Trap. Servant, gentlemen, I have taken nice care of your pags; good cattle they are, by 1) A saddle of mutton is the iwo loins not separated.
Trap. 'Egad, it's neck or nothing ?) here, Hyp. Hang bim, 'tis inoffensive; I'll humour sir. Faith, sir, I don't know but a nothing him.-[Apari] Pray, sir (for I find we are else may be very good meat, when any thing like to be better acquainted, therefore I hope else is not to be bad.
you won't cake my question ill)Hyp. Then pr’ythee, friend, let's have thy
sir neck of mutton before that is gone too. Hyp. What profession may you be of?
Trap. Sir, he shall lay it down this minute ; Trup. Profession, sir--1-1-Ods me! here's THI see it done:-gentlemen, I'll wait upon ye the wine. presently; for a minute I must beg your par
Re-enter Host. don, and leave to lay the cloth myself. Hyp. By no means, sir.
Come, fill out-hold-let me taste it first-ye Trap. No ceremony, dear sir; indeed Il blockhead, would ye have the gentleman drink do't. [Exeunt Host and Trappanti. before he knows whether it be good or not?
Hyp. What can this familiar puppy be? [Drinks] Yes, 'twill do--give me the bottle,
Flora. With much ado I have recollected i'll fill myself. Now, sir, is not that a glass his face. Don't you remember, madam, about of right wine?
[To Hypolita. (wo or three years ago, don Philip had a trusty Hyp. Extremely good indeed—But, sir, as servant, called Trappanti, that used now and to my question. tben to slip a note into your hand, as you Trap. I'm afraid, sir, that mutton won't be came from church?
enough for us all. Hyp. Is this be that Philip turn'd away for Hyp. 0, pray, sir, bespeak what you please. saving I was as proud as a beauty, and home- Trap. Sir, your most humble servant. ly enough to be good humour'd?
Here, master! prythee get us-Ha! ay, get us Flora. The very same, I assure ye; only, a dozen of poach'd eggs-a dozen, d'ye hear as you see starsing has altered his air a little. -just to-pop down a little. lTyp. Poor fellow! I am concern'd for him: Host. Yes, sir.
[Going what makes him so far from Seville?
Trap. Friend_let there be a little slice of Flora. I'm afraid all places are alike to hin. bacon to every one of 'em.
Hyp. I have a great mind to take him into Host. Yes, sir-a little thin slice, sir? my service, his assurance may be useful, as
[Going. my case stands.
Trap. No, you dog, not too thin. Flora. You would not tell him who you are? Hyp. But, sir —
Hyp. There's no occasion for it -- I'll talk Trap. Odso! I had like to have forgotwith him.
here, a-Sancho! Sancho! ay, isn't your name
Host. Diego, sir.
putting in a word till his mouth's full. [Apart. Flora. We give you trouble, sir.
Trap. Come, here's to thee, Diego-[Drinks Trap. Notin ihe least, sir.—Isey! [Knocks. and fills again] That I should forget thy
name though. Re-enter Host.
Host. No great harm, sir. Host. D'ye call, gentlemen?
Trap. Diego, ha! a very pretty name, faith! Hip. \y; what wine have ye?
I think you are married, are you not, Diego? Hast. What sort you please, sir.
Host. Ay, ay, sir.
[To Trappanti. Host
. Nine girls and a boy, sir. Trap. Say, pray, sir
Trap. Hah! nine girls -- Come, here's to Hyp. Jo ceremony, dear sir; upon my word thee again, Diego-Nine girls! a stirring wotou shall.
man, I dare say; a good housewise, ba! Diego? Trup. Upon my soul, you'll make me leave Host. Pretty well, sir. * gentlemen.
Trap. Makes all her pickles herself, I warHyp. Come, come, no words! pr’ythee, you rant ye-Does she do olives well? sbord
Host. Will you be pleased to taste 'em, sir ? Trap. Pshaw! but why this among friends Trap. Taste 'em! humph! pr’ythee let's have
Here-have ye any right Galicia? a plate, Diego. Hool
. The best in Spain, I warrant it. Host. Yes, sir. Trap. Let's taste it; if it be good, set us Hyp. And our dinner as soon as you please, out balí a dozen bottles for dinner.
sir; when it's ready, call us. Hast. Yes, sir. [E.rit. Host. Yes, sir.
[E.cit. Flora. Who says this fellow's a starving Hyp. But, sir, I was asking you of your Low? On my conscience, the rogue bas more profession. impudence than a lover at midnight.
Trap. Profession! really, sir, I don't use lo [Apart žo Hypolita. profess much ; I am a plain dealing sort of a Pez-hortess in Jamping over a hedac or a tive-barreu 'man; if I say I'll serve a gentleman, he may iher they are stare ciiber to break their neck" or break depend upon me. time i hrace the expression. The pun is easily uu
Flora. Have you ever served, sir?
Trap. Not these two last campaigns.
Hyp. How so?
what wine?- Hey!
or some other such excuse.