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In thee each grace possessing,

Enter Giles.
All must my

choice approve. Giles. Ods bobs, where am I running-I Pat. To you my all is owing;

beg pardon for my audacity. 0! take a heart o'erflowing

Ralph. Hip, farmer; come back, mon, come With gratitude and love. back-Sure my lord's going to marry sister Lord A, Thus infolding,

himself, feyther's to have a fine house, and Thus beholding,

I'm to be a captain. Both. One to my soul so dear; Lord A. Ho, master Giles, pray walk in;

Can there be pleasure greater? here is a lady who, I dare say, will be glad Can there be bliss completer ? to see you, and give orders that you shall 'Tis too much to bear.

always be made welcome, Enter Sir Harry, LADY SYCAMORE, Theo-come in the kitchen.

Ralph. Yes, farmer, you'll always be welDOSIA, and MERVIN.

Lord A. What, bave you nothing to say Sir H. Well, we have followed your lord- to your old acquaintance-Come, pray let the ip's counsel, and made the best of a bad farmer salute you-Nay, a kiss-i insist uparket-So, my lord, please !o know our on it. n-in-law that is to be.

Sir H. Ha, ha, ha-hem! Lord A. You do me a great deal of honour Lady S. Sir Harry, I am ready to sink at I wish you joy, sir, with all my bearl.- And the monstrousness of your behaviour. w, sir Harry, give ine leave to introduce Lord A. Fie, master Giles, don't look so

you a new relation of mine–This, sir, is sheepish; you and I were rivals, but not less ortly to be my wife.

friends at present. You have acted in this Sir H. My lord !

affair like an honest Englishman, wo scorned Lady S. Your lordship's wife!

even the shadow of dishonour, and thou shalt Lord A. Yes, madam.

sit rent-free for a twelvemonth. Lady S. And why so, my lord ?

Sir H. Come, shan't we all salute-With Lord A. Why, faith, ma'am, because I can't your leave, my lord, I'll — e happy without her-And I think she has Lady S. Sir' Harry! o many amiable, too many estimable qua

FINALE. ies to meet with a worse fate.

Lord A. Yield who will to forms a martyr, Sir H. Well, but you are a peer of the

While unaw'd by idle shame, alm; you will have all the fleerers

Pride for bappiness I barter, Lord A. I know very well thc ridicule that

Hecdless of the millions' blame. ay be thrown on a lord's marrying a mill

Thus with love my arms I quarter; 's daughter; and I own with blushes it has

Women grac'd' in nature's frame, r some time had too great weight with me:

Ev'ry privilege, by charter, !! we should marry to please ourselves, not Have a right from man to claim. ber people; and, on mature consideration, Theo. Eas'd of doubts and fears presaging, can see no reproach justly merited by rais

What new joys within me rise; g a deserving woman to a slation she is While mamma, her frowns assuaging, pable of adorning, let her birth be what

Dares no longer tyrannise. will.

So long storms and tempests raging, Sir H. Why 'tis very true, my lord. I once

When the blust'ring fury dies, ew a gentleman that married bis cook-maid:

Ah, how lovely, how engaging, was a relation of my own-You remember

Prospects fair, and cloudless skies! : Margery, my lady. She was a very good Sir H. Dad, but this is wondrous pretty, rt of woman, indeed she was, and made

Singing each a roundelay; • best suet dumplings I ever tasted.

And I'll mingle in the dirty, Lady S. Will you never learn, sir Harry,

Though I scarce know what to say. guard your expressions?-Well, but give There's a daughter brisk and witty; leave, my lord, to say a word to you.

llere's a wife can wisely sway: iere are other ill consequences attending

Trust me, masters, 'twere a pily, ch an alliance.

Not to let them have their way. Lord A. One of them I suppose is, that I, Pal. My example is a rare one; peer; should be obliged to call this good But the cause may be divin'd: I miller father-in-law But where's the shame

Women want pot merit-Jare one that? He is as good as any lord in being

Hope discerning men to find. man ; and if we dare suppose a lord that 0! may each accomplish'd fair one, not an honest man, be is, in my opinion,

Brighi in person, sage in mind, more respectable character. Come, master

Viewing my good fortune, share one irfield, give me your band; from hence

Full as splendid, and as kind. th you have done with working: we will Ralph. Captain Ralph my lord will dub me, II down your mill, and build you a house

Soon I'll mount á huge cockade; the place of it; and the money I intended Mounseer shall powder, qneue, and the portion of your daughter, shall now

'club me, laid out in purchasing a commission for 'Gad, I'll be a roaring blade, ur son.

If Fan shall offer once to snub me, Ralph. What, my lord, will you make me

When in scarlet all array'd; taptain ?

Or my feather dare to drub me, Lord A, Ay, a colonel, if you deserve it.

Frown yourworst-but wbo's afraid? Ralph. Then I'll keep Fan.

Giles. Laugh’d'at, slighted, circumvented,

And expos'd for folks to see't,

Since the fates have thought them meet; "Tis as tho'f a man repented

This good company contented, For his follies in a sheet.

All my wishes are complete. But my wrongs go unresented,


GEORGE COLMAN JUNIOR Is the son of the author of The Clandestine Marriage. With the precise time of his birth we are ubacquainted; we suppose it to have been about the year 1767. He received his early education at Mr, Fountain's academy in No bone, at that time in high estimation. He was next sent to Westminster School, and afterwards entered at Christch College, Oxford; but, for what reason we know not, he finished his education at King's College, Old Aberdeen ; shers he returned to London, and was entered of the Temple; with the design, it is paid, to qualify him for the bar. ke if so, he early in life resigned Coke and Littleton ia Invour of the Muses. The consciousness or literary tales, an easy access to the public through the medium of his father's theatre, naturally directed his attention to the end and his parent seemed to fester his genias; as he, in the prologue to the first play of his son's, sanounced him chip of the old block." When his father was seized with that malady which rendered him incapable of superintens the theatre, Mr. Colman eyinced a most commendable Elial affeciion, by the great altention that he paid to bian to the interests of his theatre. On the death of his father, His Majesty was pleased to transfer the patent to t and he has discharged the duties of manager with zeal and alacrily towards the pablie, and liberalily towards en and actors. In private lile Mr. Colman is social, convivial, and intelligent; and in the playful contestisas al via humour , and particularly that agreeable coruscation called repartee, he may perhaps be equalled, bai, we thiel, rarely been excelled. In his heroic pieces, we observe a poetical vigour, a form of language, and a cast of sentier that fureibly remind us of the very best of our ancient dramatie writers. In the spring of the year 179-, Mr. Ces published My Nightgown and Slippers, a thin quarto, consisting of some amasing poctical trifles. la prelege at epilogue, we cannot better compare Mr. Colman with any one than with the late Mr, Garrick. His composite this way are very abundant, and excellent in their kind.

INKLE AND YARICO, Opera by George Colman jun. 1787. The great success of this Opera in every thcatre in the Kingdom, since representation at the Haymarket, is justified by its real merit. The dialogue is not a collection of trile comme p* to conneet the music; but is replete with taste, judgment, and manly feeling; the allusions to slavery (Dove: abolished) correspond with every British, every liberal, mind. The mal-d-propos offer of lakle to sell bis Tras" Sir Christopher, is an admirable incident and indeed all the characters are as forcibly drawn, that the most trifiez re is effective. - The pathetic story of Inkle and Yarico first attracted sympathy, from the narrative of Mr. Addi the Spectator : !o that affecting story, Mr. Colman was indebted only for the cold, calculating Inkle; and the Best affectionale Yarico;-the rest of the characters and the developement of the whole are offspring of his abundant invest





SCENE.–First, on the Main of America: afterwards, in Barbadoes.

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to bring all the natives about us; and west SCENE I.-An American forest. be stripped and plundered in a minute


Trudge. Aye; stripping is the first thing Med. [Without Hiuli ha! ha!

that would bappen to us; for they seem to a Trudge. [Without] Hip! holla! ho!-Hip!- woefully off for a wardrobe. I myself **

three, at a distance, with less clothes than Enter Medium and Trudge.

have when I get out of bed: all dancing aber Med. Pshaw! it's only wasting time and in black buff; just like Adam in mourning breath. Bawling won't persuade him to budge Med. This is to have to do with a scheme a bit faster. Things are all altered now; and, a fellow who risques bis life, for a chance : whatever weight ii may have in some places, advancing his interest.-Always advantage bawling, it seems, don't go for argument, here. view! trying, here, to make discoveries # Plague on't! we are now in ihe wilds of may promote his profit in England. Anek America.

Botany Bay scheme, mayhap. Nothing & Trudge. Hip, billio-ho-hi!

could induce him to quit our foraging, park Med. Hold your tongue, you blockhead, or- from the ship; when he knows every

Trudge. Lord! sir, if my master makes no tant here is not only as black as a peppe more haste, we shall all be put to sword by corn, but' as hot into the bargain—and I, the knives of the natives. I'm told they take a fool, to follow him! and then to let be off heads like hals, and hang 'em on pegs in loiter behind. Why, nephew! wby, Lokle their parlours. Mercy on us! my head aches with the very thoughts of it, Holo! Mr. Inkle! Trudge. Why, Inkle-Well! only to se. master; bolo!

the difference of 'men! he'd have thought : Med. Head aches! zounds, so does mine very hard, now, if I had let him call so etee with your confounded bawling. It's enough after me.' Ah!' I wish he was calling aziler

[Calling now, in the old jog-trot way, again., expensive plan for a trader, truly. What, hat a fool was I, to leave London for would you have a man of business come eign parts! - That ever I should leave Thread-abroad, scamper extravagantly bere and there edle-street, to thread an American forest, and every where, then return home, and bave vere a man's as soon lost as a needle in a nothing to tell, but that he has heen here and ttle of hay!

there, and every where? 'sdeath, sir, would Med. Patience, Trudge! patience! If we you have me travel like a lord? Travelling, ce recover the ship

uncle, was always intended for improvement; Trudge. Lord, sir, I shall never recover and improvement is an advantage; and adat I have lost in coming abroad. When yantage is profit, and profit is gain. Which,

master and I were in London, I had such in the travelling translation of a trader, means, nortal snug birth of it! why, I was factotum. that you should gain every advantage of imMed. Factotum to a young merchant is no proving your profit. I have been comparing ch sinecure, neither.

the land, here, with that of our own country: Trudge. But then the honour of it. Think Med. And you find it like a good deal of that, sir; to be clerk as well as own man. the land of our own country - cursedly enly consider. You find very few city clerks cumbered with black legs?), I take it. de out of a man ), now-a-days. To be Inkle. And calculating how much it might g. of the counting-house, as well as lord be made to produce by the acre. the bed-chamber. Ab! if I had bim but Med. You were ? w in the little dressing room behind the

Inkle. Yes; I was proceeding algebraically ce; tying his bair, with a bit of red tape, upon the subject. usual.

Med. Indeed! Med. Yes, or wriling an invoice with lamp- Inkle. And just about extracting the square ck, and shining his shoes with an ink-bottle, root, usual, you blundering blockhead!

Med. Hum! Prudge. Oh! if I was but brushing the ac- Inkle. I was thinking too, if so many nants, or casting up the coats! mercy on us! lives could be caught, how much they might it's that?

fetch at the West Indian markets. lcd. That! what?

Med. Now let me ask you a question, or "rudge. Did'nt you hear a noise ? Iwo, young cannibal catcher, if you please. Ied. Y-es-but- hush! Ob, heavens be Inkle. Well. ised! bere he is at last.

Med. Aren't we bound for Barbadocs; partly

to trade, but chiefly to carry home the daughter Enter Inkle.

of the governor, Sir Christopher Curry, who v, nephew?

has till now been under your father's care, nkle. So, Mr. Medium.

in Threadneedle-street, for polite English eduled. Zounds, one would think, by your cation? founded composure, that you were walking Inkle. Granted. St. James's Park, instead of an American Med. And isn't it determined, between the est; and that all the beasts were nothing old folks, that you are to marry Narcissa as good company. The hollow trees, here, soon as we get there? kry boxes, and the lions in 'em soldiers; Inkle. A fixed thing,

jackalls, courtiers; the crocodiles, fine Med. Then what the devil do you do bere, nen; and the baboons, beaus. What the hunting old hairy negroes, when you ought

loiter so long?

to be ogling a fine girl in the ship? Algebra, nkle. Reflection.

too! you'll have other things to tbink of when led. So I should think; reflection generally you are married, I promise you. A plodding les lagging behind. What, scheming, 1 lellow's head, in the hands of a young wife, pose; never qniet. At it again, eh: what like a boy's slate after school, soon gets all ippy trader is your father, io have so pru- its arithmetic wiped off: and then it appears I a son for a partner! why, you are the in its true simple state; dark, empty, and fullest Co. in the whole city. Never losing bound in wood, Master Inkle. t of the main chance; and that's the rea- Inkle. Not in a match of this kind. Why, · perhaps, you lost sight of us, here, on it's a table of interest from beginning to end, main of America.

old Medium. nkle. Right," Mr. Medium. Arithmetic, I Med, Well, well, this is no time to talk. 1, has been the means of our parting at Who knows but, instead of sailing to a wedent.

ding, we may, get cut up, here, for a wedding 'rudge. Ha! a sum in division, I reckon. dinner: tossed up for a dingy duke perbaps,

[-Aside. or stewed down for a black baronet, or eat led. And pray, if I may be so bold, what raw by an inky commoner? bity scheme has just tempted you to em- Inkle. Why, sure, you aren't afraid ? ✓ your head, when you ought to make Med. Who, I afraid ! ha! ha! ha! no, not of your heels?

I! what the deuce should I be afraid of? thank nkle. My heels! here's pretty doctrine! do heaven, I have a clear conscience, and need

think I travel merely for motion? a fine not be afraid of any thing. A scoundrel might Double entendre. The sccond meaning, generally given

rue made

not be quite so easy on such an occasion; by the actor with an arch look at the upper-boxes, but it's the part of an honest man not to bethe place of resort of the London clerks at the The-have like a scoundrel: I never behaved like a atres, is, that there are very few clerks really men now-a-days, they being rather dandyish and effemi- 1) Black legs, (slang) for Gamesters; and the blacks, or

negroes, have, of course, black legs.

nate in their dress,

at all.

scoundrel--for which reason I am an honest And the Eagle, I warrant you, looks like a man, you know. But come-I hate to boast

goose. of my good qualities. Inkle. Slow and sure, my good, virtuous,

But we merchant lads, tho' the foe we cart Mr. Medium! our companions can be but half

maul, a mile before us: and, if we do but double

Nor are paid, like fine king-ships, to fight a their steps, we shall overtake 'em at one mile's Why we pay ourselves well, without figklier

a call, end, by all the powers of arithmetic.

Med. Oh, curse your arithmetic! how are we to find our way?

1st Sail. Avast! look a-head there. A Inkle. Thal, uncle, must be left to the doc- they come, chased by a fleet of black der trine of chances.

[E.reunt. Midsh. And the devil a fire have I to gp SCENE II. - Another part of the Forest. A

l'em. We han't a grain of powder left. We

must we do, lad? ship al anchor in the bay, at a small

2nd Sail. Do? sbeer off, to be sure. distance.

An. Come, bear a hand, Master Mari Enter Sailors and Mate, as returning from spike! foraging.

Midsh. [Reluctantly] Well, if I meus Mate. Come, come, bear a band ), my must [Going to the other side and hal. lads. Tho'f the bay is just under our bow-to Inkle, etc.) Yoho, lubbers! crowd als sprits, il will take a damned deal of tripping sail you can, d'ye mind me! to come at it-there's hardly any steering clear of the rocks here. But do we musier all Enter Medium, running, as pursued hands? all right, think ye?

the Blacks. 1st Sail. All to a man- besides yourself, Med. Nephew! Trudge! run – scamy and a monkey-the three land lubbers), that scour-fly! zounds, what barm did I eve* edged away in the morning, goes for nothing, to be hunted to death by a pack of be you know-they're all dead may-hap, by this

. bounds? why, nephew! Oh, confound ca Mate. Dead! you be-why, they're friends long sums in aritbmetic! I'll iake care o of the captain; and, if not brought safe aboard self; and if we must have any arithmetic, to-night, you may all chance to bave a salt and carry one for my money. [Runs eel for your supper - that's all. - Moreover, the young plodding spark, he with the grave,

Enter. Inkle and TRUDGE, hastily. foul-weather face, there, is to man the tight Trudge. Oh! that ever I was born, role little frigalo, Miss Narcissa, what d'ye call her, pen, ink, and powder, for this! that is bound with us for Barbadoes. Rot 'em Inkle. Trudge, how far are the sailors ! for not keeping under way, I say! but come, fore us? let's see if'a song will bring 'em to. Let's Trudge. I'll run and see, sir, directly. have a full chorus to the good merchant ship, Inkle. Blockhead, come here. The seres the Achilles, that's wrole by our Captain. are close upon us; we shall scarce be able The Achilles, though christen'd, good ship, trees with me; they'll pass us, and we su

recover our party. Get behind this ta! 'tis surmis'd, From that old man of war, great Achilles, so

then recorer our ship with safety, priz'd,

Trudge. [Going behind Oh! Threadsec Was he, like our vessel, pray, fairly baptiz'd? streetIhread!

Ti tol lol, etc.

Trudge. [Hiding] needle-streel. Poets sung that Achilles-if, now, they've an [They hide behind trees. Naticesce ilch

After a long pause, Inkle To sing this, future ages may know which is from the trees which;

Inkle. Trudge. And that one rode in Greece and the other Trudge. Sir. in pitch.

Inkie. Are they all gone by? What tho' but a merchant ship — sure our

Trudge. Won't you look and see? supplies :

Inkle. [Looking round) So, all's sa Now your men of war's gain in a lottery lies, last. [Coming forward) Nothing like a And how blank they all look, when they can't in these cases; but you'd bare run on, lix get a prize!

booby! A tree, I fancy, you'll find, in for What are all their fine names? when no

the best resource in a hot pursuit. rhino's behind,

Trudge. Oh, charming! It's a retreat {. The Intrepid, and Lion, look sheepish, you'll king '), sir: Mr. Medium, however, bas find;

got up in it; your uncle, sir, has run on Whilst, alas! the poor Aeolus can't raise the this time, I take it; who are now most

a booby; and has got up with our part wind!

at the shore. But what are we to do nest, Then the Thunderer's dumb; out of tune the

Inkle. Reconnoitre a little, and then proete Orpheus;

Trudge. Then pray, sir, proceed 10 recs The Cercs has nothing at all to produce; noitre; for, the sooner the betler.

Inkle. Then look out, d'ye hear, and 1) Make haste. 2) The elegant denomination given hy sailors to persons

me if you discover any danger. not belonging to the sea, tn skew their superlative

Trudge. Y-ye-s-yes; but-Trembl. contempt for every thing on dry land.

1) Charles sd. hid himself in a tree.

[In a whir

at all!

Inkle. Well, is the coast clear?

This cavern may prove a safe retreat to us Trudge. Eh! Oh lord!-Clear? [Rubbing for the present. I'll enter, cost what it will. his eyes] Oh dear! ob dear! the coast will Trudge. Oh Lord! no, don't, don't - We oon be clear enough now, I promise you-shall pay too dear for our lodging, depend on't. The ship is under sail, sir!

Inkle. This is no time for debating: You Inkle. Confusion! my property carried off are at the mouth of it: lead the way, Trudge. 1 the vessel.

Trudge. What! go in before your bonour! Trudge. All, all, sir, except me.

I know my place beiter, I assure you-I might Inkle. They may report me dead, perhaps; walk into more mouths than one, perhaps. nd dispose of my property at the next island.

[-4side. [Vessel under sail. Inkle. Coward! then follow me. [Noise again, Trudge. Ah! there they go. [4 gun fired] Trudge. I must, sir; I must! Ah Trudge, hat will be the last report ') we shall ever Trudge! what a damned hole are you getting ar from 'em, I'm afraid. — That's as much into!

[E.reuni. to say, good by to ye. And here we are 1-two fine, full-grown babes in the wood: Scene III.- A cave, decorated with skins Inkle. What an ill-timed accident! just too,

of wild beasts, feathers, etc. a rude kind

of curtain, as door to an inner part. hen my speedy union with Narcissa, at urbadoes, would so much advance my interests. Enter Inkle and Trudge, from mouth of

the cavern. mething must be hit upon, and speedily; ! what resource?

[Thinking! Trudge. Why, sir! you must be mad to Trudge. The old one-a tree, sir – 'tis all go any farther. : have for it now. What would I give, Inkle. So far, at least, we bave proceeded w, to be perched upon a high stool, with with safety. Ha! no bad specimen of savage -r brown desk squeezed into the pit of my elegance. These ornaments would be worth mach-scribbling away an old parchment! - something in England.-We have little to fear

all my red ink will be spilt by an old here, I hope: this cave rather bears the pleasing ck pin of a negro:

face of a profitable adventure. voyage over seas bad not enter'd my head,

Trudge. Very likely, sir; but, for a pleasing u i known but on which side to buiter my face, it has the cursed'st ugly mouth I ever bread.

saw in my life. Now do, sir, make off as gbo! sure I—for hunger must die!

fast as you can. If we once get clear of the sailid, like a booby; come here in a squall, natives' houses, we have little to fear from here, alas! there's no brcad to be butter'd the lions and leopards; for, by the appearance

of their parlours, they seem to have killed all Oho! I'm a terrible booby!

the wild beasts in the country; . Now pray, Oh, whal a sad booby am 1!

do, my good master, take my advice, and run London, what gay chop-house signs in the away;

Inkle. Rascal! Talk again of going out, and street! the only sign here, is of nothing to eat.

I'll flea you alive.

Trudge. That's just what I expect for coming gho! thai I- for hunger should die! mutton's all lost; I'm a poor starving elf; their skin stript over their cars; and ours will

in. — All that enter here appear to have had for all the world like a lost multon myself. be kept for curiosities-We shall stand here,

Obo! I shall die a lost mution!
Oh! what a lost mullon am I!

stuffed, for a couple of white wonders.

Inkle. This curtain seems to lead to another a neat slice of beef, I could roar like a bul!; apartment: I'll draw it. my stomach's so empty, my heart is Trudge. No, no, no, don't; don't. We may

be called to account for disturbing the comho! that I- for hunger should die!

pany: you may get a curtain lecture, perhaps, grave without meat, I must here meet sir. iny grave,

Inkle. Peace, booby, and stand on your my bacon, I fancy, I never shall save.

guard. Oho! I shall ne'er save, my


Trudge. Oh! what will become of us! some I can't save my bacon, not I!

grim seven-foot fellow ready to scalp us. udge. Hum! I was thinking

Inkle. By heaven! a woman! ing, sir - if so many natives could be [Yarico and IVowski, discovered asleep. ol, how much they might fetch at the Trudge. A woman! [Aside-loud] But let India markels!

him come on; I'm ready-dam'me, I don't fear Kle. Scoundrel! is this a time to jest? facing the devil himself— Faith, it is a womanudge. No, faith, sir! hunger is too sharp fast asleep, too. jested with. As for me, I shall starve Inkle. And beautiful as an angel! cant of food. Now you may meet a Trudge. And, egad! there seems to be a r fate: you are able to extract ihe square nice, little, plump, bit in the corner; only

sir; and that's the very best provision she's an angel of rather darker sort. call find here to live

upon. But 1! Inkle. Hush! keep back-she wakes. e at a distance] Mercy on us! here [Yarico comes forward Inkle and ome again.

Trudge retire to the opposite sides Fe. Confusion! deserted on one side, and

of the scene. on the other, which way shall I turn?- Yarico. When the chace of day is done, sort of a gun: and report, an account of any thing

And the shaggy lion's skin, Elns bappened.

Which, for us, our warriors win,

quite full.

I was

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