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ho very extraordinary success he met with from public encouragement made en ample amends, both with respect to atisfaction and omolument, for those privale disappointments : for, in the season of 1727 — 28, appeared his Beggar's Opera, the success of which was not only unprecedented, but almost incredible, It had an uninterrupled run in Lonlon nf sixty-three nights in the first season, and was renewed in the ensuing one with equal approbation. It spread nto all the great towns of England; was played in many places to the thirtieth and fortielh time, and at Bath and Bristol ffy; made its progress into Wales, Scotland, and Ireland, in which last place it was acted for twenig-four sucressive nighis, and last of all it was performed at Minorea. Nor was the fame of il confined to the reading and representation alone, for the card-tablo and the drawing-room shared with the theatre and the closel in this respect; he ladies carried about the favourite songs of il engraven on their fan-mounts, and screens and other pieces of furnia ure were decorated with the same. Miss Fenton, who acted Polly, though till then perfectly obscure, became all at nce the idol of the town; her pictures were engraven, and sold in great numbers ; her life written; books of letters ind verses lo her published; and pamphlets made of over her very sayings and jests; nay, she herself was received lo

station, ia consequence of which she, before her death, altained the highest rank a female subject can acquire, being Earried in the Duke of Bolton. In short, the salire of this piece was so striking, so apparent, and so perfectly adapted o the taste of sll degrees of people, that it even for thal season overthrew the Italian opera, that Dagon of ille nobiity and gentry, which had so long seduced them to idolatry, and which Dennis, by the labours and outcries of a whole ise, and many other writers, hy the force of reason and reflection had in vain endeavoured to drive from the throne -f public taste. Yet the Herculean exploit did this little piece at once bring to its completion, and for some time realled the devotion of the town from an adoration of mere sound and show, to the admiration of, and relish for, true atire and sound understanding. The profits of this piece were so very great, both to the author and Mr. Rich tho nanager, that it gave rise to a qnibble, which became frequent in the mouths of many, viz. That it had made Rich gay, nd Gay rich, and we have heard it asserted, that the author's own advantages from it were not less than two thouand pounds. In consequence oi this success, Mr. Gay was induced to wrile a second part to it, which he entitled Polly. Bul, owing to the disguist subsisting between him and the couri, together with the misrepresentations made of sim, as having been the author of some dis afl'ected libels and seditious pamphlets, a charge which, however, he warmly lisavows in his preface to this opera, a prohibition of it was sent from the Lord Chamberlain, at the very time when very thing was in readiness for the rehearsal of it. This disappointment, however, was far from being a boss to the uthor; for, as it was afterwards confessed, even by his very best friends, lo be in every respece inlinitely inferior lo he first parl, it is more than probable, that it might have failed of that great success in the representation which Mr. Say might promise himself from it; whereas the profils arising from the publication of il afterwards in quarto, in conequence of a very large subscription, which this appearance of persecution, added to the author's great personal interest rocured for him, were at least adequate to what could have accrued to him from a moderate run, lad 'il been depreenled. He afterwards new wrote The Wise of Bath, which was the last dramatic piece by him that made iis apearance during his life; his opera of Achilles, the comedy of the Distrest Wife, and his farce of The Rehearsal at vatham, being brought on the stage or sublished after his death. Besides these, Mr. Gay wrote many very valuable ieces in verse ; among whith his Triviu; or, The Art of walking in the Streets of London ; though one of his first oclical attempts, is far from being the least considerable; but, as among his dramatic works, his Beggar's Opera did

first, and perhaps ever will, sland as an unrivalled masterpiece, so, among his poetical works, liis Fables hold the me rank of estimation: the lat'er having been almost as universally read as the former was represented, and both qually admired. It would therefore be superfluous here to add any thing further to these self-reared monuments of is fame as a poet. As a man, he appears in have been morally amiable. His disposition was sweet and allable, his mper generous, and his conversation agreeablo aud entertaining. He had indeed one foible, too frequently incident to en of great literary abilities, and which subjected him al limes to inconveniences, which otherwise he needed not to are experienced, viz. an excess of indulence, which prevented him from exerting the full force of his lalenis. He was, owever, not in allentive to the means of procuring an independence, in which he would probably have succeeded, had ot his spirits been kept down by disappointments. He had, however, saved several thousand pounds at the time of his eath, which happened at the house of the Duke and Dutchess of Queensberry in Burlington Gardens, in December 232. He was interred in Westminster Abbey, and a monument crected to his memory, at the expense of his aforo entioned noble benefactors, with an inscription expressive of their regards and his own deserts, and an epitaph in erse by Mr. Pope; but, as both of them are still in existence, and free of access to every one, it would be impernent to repeat either of them in this place.

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By John Gay, Acted at Lincoln's Inn fields. The great success of this piece has rendered its merits sufficiently nown. It was written in ridicule of the musical Ilalian drama, was first ollered 1 Cibber and his brethren al Drury anc, and by them rejected. of the origin and progress of this new species of composition, Mr. Spencer has given a lation in the words of Pope: “ Dr. Swist had been observing once lo Mr. Gay, what an odd prelly sort of thing a ewgale pastoral might moko. Gay was inclined to try at such a thing for some time; but alterivards thought it would · better io write a comedy on the same plan. This was what gave rise to Tho Beggar's Opera. He began on it; d when first le mentioned it to Swist, ihe doctor did not much like the project. As he carried it on, he showed to both of us, and we now and then gave a correction, or a woral or two of advice; but it was wholly of his own riting. When it was done, neither of us thought it would succeed. We showed it to Congreve, who, after reading

over, said, it would either take greatly, or be damned confoundedly. We were all al the first night of it, in very eat uncertainty of the even!, till we were very much encouraged, by over hearing the Duke of Argyle, who sat in the x1 box 10 us, say, 'I will do ; it must do ; I see it in the eyes of them.'

This was

a good while before the first I was over, and so gave us ease soon ; for that Duke (besides his own good taste) has a particular knack, as any ono ving, in discovering iho taste of the public. He was quite right in this, as usual; the goud-nature of the audience peared stronger and stronger every act, and ended in a clamuur of applause." Many persons, however, have decried is piece; written, and even preached in the pulpit, against il, from mistaking the design of it; which was, not to commend the characters of highwaymen, pick pockets, and strumpets, as examples to be followed, but to show that e principles and behaviour of many persons in what is called high life were no beller than those of highwaymen, ieves, sharpers, and strumpels. Nor can these characters be seductive to persons in low life, when they see that they ust all expect to be hanged. Tis what we must all cum: to, says one of them ; and it is a kind of miracle, if they utioue six months in their evil courses. This fellow, suys Peachum, if he were to live these six months, would never mc to the gallows with any grace. The women of the town arc far from being made desirablo objects; since they e all shown to he pick pockets and shoplifiers, as well as ladies of pleasure ; and so treacherous, that even those who em fondest of Macheath, at the very time they are caressing him, are beckoning behind his back to the thief-taker d constables to lay hold of bim. Sir Robert Walpole was freqnently the subject of Mr. Gay's satire. The minister wever, was not deterred from attending tbe performance of the poet's Beggar's Opera. Being in the stage boxes at

first representation, a most universal encore allended the following air of Lockit, and all eyes were directed on the inister at the instant of its being repeated : When you censure the age,

If you mention vice or bribe Be cautious and sage,

'Tis so pat to all the tribe, Lest the courtiers offended should be:

That each cries, That was levell'd at me! r Robert, observing the pointed manner in which the andience applied the last line to him, parried the thrust by coring it with his single voice; and thus not only blunted the poetical shuft; but gained a general huzza from the dience.










holden to women, than all the professions ko.

sides. SCENE I. - PEACHUM's House.

AIR.— FILCH. PEACHUM sitting at a Table, with a large 'Tis woman that seduces all mankind; Book of Accounts before him,

By her we first were taught the wheedling and

Her very eyes can cheat; when most she's kind Through all the employments of life,

She tricks us of our money, with our hearts Each neighbour abuses his brother:

For her, like wolves by night, we roam for pro Whore and rogue, they call husband and wise: And practise every fraud to bribe her charm All professions be-rogue one another. For, suits of love, like law, are won by my The priest calls the lawyer a cheat;

And beauty must be feed into our arms. The lawyer be-knaves the divine; And the statesman, because he's so great,

Peach. But make haste to Newgate, be Thinks his trade is as bonest as mine. and let my friends know wbat I intend;

I love to make them easy, one way or anothe A lawyer is an honest employment, so is Filch. When a gentleman is long kept mine. "Like me too, he acts in a double ca- suspense, penitence may break his spirit pacity, both against rogues, and for them; after. Besides, certainty gives a man a fost for 'us' but fiiting, that we should protect air upon his trial, and makes him risk another and encourage cheats, since we live by them. without fear or scruple. But I'll away,

'tis a pleasure to be à messenger of conta Enter Filch.

to friends in affliction. Filch. Sir, Black Moll has sent word, her

Peach. But it is now bigh time to la trial comes on in the afternoon, and she hopes about me, for a decent execution against you will order matters so as to bring her off. sessions. I hale a lazy rogue, by whom

Peach. Why, as the wench is very active can get nothing till he is hanged. A rege and industrious, you may satisfy her that I'll of the gang. [Řeading] Crook-finger'd ja soften the evidence.

-a year and a half in the serviceFilch. Tom Gagg, sir, is found guilty. me see, how much the stock owes to bis

Peach. A lazy dog!' When I took him, dustry; – One, two, three, four, fire the time before, I told him what he would walches, and seven silver ones. A me come to, if he did not mend his band. This clean-handed fellow! sixteen snuff-bores, is death, without reprieve. I may renture to of them of true gold, six dozen of bande book him; [Writes] for Tom Gags,;, forty chiefs, four silver-bilted swords, ball-a-down pounds 2). Let Belty Sly know, that I'll sare of shirts, three tie-perriwigs, and a piece ber from transportation, for I can get more broadcloth. Considering these are only by her staying in England.

fruits of bis leisure hours, I don't know Filch. Belly hath brought more goods to prettier fellow; for no man alive bath a no our lock this year, than any five of the gang; engaging presence of mind upon the road and, in truth, "ris pity to lose so good a cus- Wat Dreary, alias Brown Will, an irrepe tomer.

dog; who hath an underband way of disposing Peach. If none of the gang takes her off2), his goods ?); I'll try him only for a seasie she may, in the common course of business, or tivo longer, upou bis good behavior. live a {welvemonth longer. I love to let - Harry Paddington - a poor pelly-lar men 'scape. A good sportsman always lets rascal, without the least genius!' that helpe the hen-partridges Oly, because the breed of though he were to live these sis montes, the game depends upon them. Besides, here never come to the gallows with any credit the law allows us no reward: there is nothing Slippery Sam-be goes off the next sessioner to be got by the death of women-except our for the villain hath the impudence to bere wives. Filch. Witbout dispute, she is a fine wo- he calls an honest employment, – Mate's

views of following his trade as a tailor, man! 'Twas to her I was obliged for my Mint-listed not above a month ago; 1 p education.

a bold word, she has mising, sturdy fellow, and diligent in his wife trained up more young fellows to the busi- somewhat too bold and hasly, and may not ness, than the gaming-table.

good contributions on the public, if he dan Peach. Truly,, Filch, thy, observation is not cut binuself short by murder ) right. We and the surgeons 5) are more be- Tipple-a guzzling, soaking sot

, who is 1) Blood money, as it is called, or the sum paid to aug ways too drunk to stand bimself, or lo

one for the conviction of a person who has committed others stand 5) a cart 4) is absolutely neces? a robbery. Peachum's character has, unfortunalely,

To say

but too many trails of what is done every day in London. 1) Sells his stolen goods to other people. >) Marries ber.

2) Gel honged for murdering some persoo. 5The bodies of those hanged for murder, are given over 3) The highway-robbers pulling a pistol & gert beroende

to the surgeons for dissection.

and desiring you to stands come upon you a

- him.-Robin of Bagshot, alias Gorgon, What business bath he to keep company as Bluff Bob, alias Carbuncle , alias with lords and gentlemer? he should leave ob Booty

them to prey upon one another.

Peach. Upon Polly's account! what a Enter Mrs. PEACHUM.

plague doth the woman mean?--Upon Polly's Mrs. P. What of Bob Booty, husband? 1 account! pe nothing bad bath betided him. - You Mrs.P. Captain Macheath is very fond of ow, my dear, be's a favourite customer of the girl. neiwas he made me a present of this Peach. And what then?

Mrs. P. If I have any skill in the ways of Peach. I have set his name down in the women, I am sure Polly thinks him a very ck list, that's all, my dear; he spends his pretty man. among women, and, as soon as his mo- Peach. And what then? you would not be

is gone, one or other of the ladies will so mad as to have the wench marry him! g him for the reward, and there's forty Gamesters, and highway men are, generally, nds lost to us for ever!

very good to their mistresses, but they are Irs. P. You know, my dear, I never meddle very devils to their wives. matters of death; I always leave those af- Mrs. P. But if Polly should be in love, how 's to you. Women, indeed, are bitter bad should we help her, or how can she help herges in these cases; for they are so partial self?-Poor girl, I'm in the utmost concern the brave, that they thiuk every man hand- about her! ne, who is going to the camp or the gallows.


If love the virgin's heart invade, ny wench Venus' girdle wear,

How like a moth, the simple maid hough she be never so ugly,

Still plays about the flame; es and roses will quickly appear,

If soon' she be not made a wife, und her face look wondrous snugly.

Her honour's sing'd, and then for life neath the left ear, so fit for a cord,

She's what I dare not name, * rope so charming a zone is, youth in the cari hath the air of a lord, in our way of business, is as profitable as at

Peach. Lookye, wife, a bandsome weach, nd we cry, There dies an Adonis!

the bar of a Temple coffee-house, who looks really, husband, you should not be too upon it as her livelihood, to grant every li-1-hearted, for you never bad a finer, bra- berty but one. My daughter io me should set of men than at present. We have be like a court lady to a minister of state, a had a murder among them all these seren key to the whole gang. Married! if the afiths; and truly, my dear, that is a great fair is not already done, I'll terrify her from sing:

it, by the example of our neighbours. 'cach. What a dickens is the woman Mrs.P. Mayhap, my dear, you may injure uys whimpering about murder for? No the poor girl she loves to imitate the line ileman is ever looked upon the worse for ladies, and she may only allow the captain ng a man in bis own defence; and if bu-liberties, in the view of interest. ss cannot be carried on without it, wbat Peach. But 'tis your duty, my dear, to Id you have a gentleman do? so, my dear, warn the girl against her ruin, and to instruct

done upon this subject. Was caplain ber how to make the most of her beauty. I'll heath here, this morning, for the bank- go to her this moment, and sist her. In the is be left with you last week?

inean time, wife, rip out the coronets and [rs. P. Yes, my dear; and though the marks of these dozen of cambric bandker< hath stopped payment, he was so cheer- chiefs, for I can dispose of them this afterand so agreeable! Sure, there is not a noon to a chap in the city.

E.cit. . gentleman upon the road a) than the Mrs.P. Never was a man more out of the ain; if be comes from Bagsbot, at any way in an argument than my husband. Why onable hour, he bath promised to make must our Polly, forsooth, differ from her sex, this evening, with Polly, me, and Bob and love only ber husband? and why musí y, at a party at quadrille. Pray, my dear, Polly's marriage, contrary to all observation, e captain rich?

make her the less followed by other men? cach. The captain keeps too good com- all men are thieves in love, and like a wo

ever to grow rich. Marybone and the man the better for being another's property. olate-houses are his undoing; The man

AIR. - MRS. PEACHUM. proposes lo get money by play, should A maid is like the golden ore the education of a fine gentleman, and Which bath guineas intrinsical in't, ained up to it from his youth.

Whose worth is never known before rs.P. Really, I am sorry, upon Polly's It is tried and imprest in the mint. unt, the captain hath not more discretion. A wife's like a guinea in gold, that is very difficult w ohoy their summons; and la

Stamp'd with the name of her spouse; Hies, as well as the weaker part of the male sex, are Now here, now there, is bought or is sold, much more inclined to full, especially when they order

And is current in every house. you to give your “money” or your " life.” Formerly, those cast for death, were conveyed in a rart, all through the streets of London, from Newgate

Enter Filch. rrison to Tyburn; where they were banged; bat now they are "luuched iatu eternity” before the debtors' of this child, as though my mind misgave me

Mrs.P. Come hither, Filcb.-I am as fond Joor, Newgate, Highway-man

The were my own. lle halb as bne a band


at picking a pocket as a woman, and is as But when once pluckd 'tis no longer alluring, nimble-fingered as a juggler. If an unlucky To Covent Garden 'tis sent (as yet sweet) session does not cut the rope of thy life, 1. There fades, and shrinks, and grows pets pronounce, boy, thou wilt be a great man in

enduring history. Where was your post last night, Rots, stinks, and dies, and is trod under tas my boy? Filch. I plied at the opera, madam; and,

Peach. You know, Polly, I am not again considering 'twas neither dark nor rainy, so the way of business, or to get out a

your toying and trifling with a customer, that there was no great hurry in getting chairs and coaches, made a tolerable hand or so; but if I find out that you base phone on't-These seven handkerchiefs, madam.

the fool, and are married, you jade yon, Mrs.P. Coloured ones, I see. They are of cut your throat, bussy. Now, you know

mind. sure sale from our warehouse at Redriff, among the seamen. Filch. And this snuff-box.

Enter Mrs.PEACRUM, in a very great place Mrs.P. Set in gold! a pretty encourage-Our Polly is a sad slut! nor beeds whaty

AIR. ment this to a young beginner! Filch. I had a fair tug at a charming gold

have taught her, watch. Plague take the tailors, for making

I wonder any man alive will ever rear a day the fobs so deep and narrow l-it stuck by For she must have both boods and the way, and I was forced to make my es

and hoops to swell her cape under a coach. Really, madam, I fear With scarfs and stays, and gloves and lac, I shall be cut off in the flower of my youth,

she will bare men beside so that, every now and then, since I was And when she's dress'd with care and cost pumped, I have thoughts of taking up and

tempting, fine, and get, going to sea.

As men should serve a cucumber, sbe Mrs. P. You should go to Hockley-in-thehole ), and to Marybone, child, to learn va- You baggage! you hussy! you incomale lour; these are the schools that have bred so jade! had you been hanged it would not many brave men. I thought, boy, by this vexed me; for that might have been time, thou hadst lost fear as well as shame. misfortune; but to do such a mad te Poor lad! how little does he know yet of the choice!—The wench is married, husband Old Bailey! For the first fact, I'll insure thee Peach. Married! the captain is a bold from being hanged; and going to sea, Filch, and will risk any thing for money: to be will come time enough, upon a sentence of he believes her a fortune. Do you transportation. But, hark you, my lad, don't mother and I should have lived comfur tell me a lie; for you know I hate a liar:- so long together if ever we had been run Do you know, fof any thing that hath passed baggage! belween captain Macheath and our Polly? Mrs.P. I knew she was always a

Filch. I beg you, madam, don't ask me; slut, and now the wench hath played the for I must either tell a lie to you, or to miss and married, because, forsooth, she was Polly; for I promised her I would not tell. like the gentry! Can you support de

Mrs. P. But when the honour of our fami-pense of a husband, hussy, in garang ly is concerned.

drinking? have you money enough to Filch. I shall lead a sad life with miss on the daily quarrels of man and wile a Polly, if ever she comes to know I told you. who shall squander most? If you must Besides, I would not willingly forfeit my own married, could you introduce nobody honour, by betraying any body.

our family but a highwayman? Wby, Mrs. P. Yonder comes my husband and foolish jade, thou wilt be as ill used 30 Polly. Come, Filch, you shall go with me in- much neglected as if thou hadst mama to my own room, and tell me the whole story. lord! Pll give thee a glass of a most delicious cor- Peach. Let not your anger, my dear, dial that I keep for my own drinking. [Exeunt. through the rules of decency; for the ar

Enter PEACHUM and POLLY. looks upon himself, in the military or Polly. I know as well as any of the fine as a gentleman by his professional ladies how to make the most of myself, and what he hath already, I know he is in of my man too. A woman knows how to be way of getting or of dying; and bosch mercenary, though she hath never been in a ways, let me tell you , are most exco court or at an assembly. We have it in our chances for a wife. Tell me, hassy, art natures, papa. If I allow captain Macheath ruined or no? some trifling liberties, I have this watch and Mrs. P. With Polly's fortune ske other visible marks of his favour to show for very well have gone off to a person it. A girl who cannot grant some things, and istinction : yes, that you might, refuse what is most material, will make but Peach. What! is the wench dumb? a poor band of her beauty, and soon be or I'll make you plead by squeezing thrown upon the common.

answer from you. Are you really bounded AIR.-POLLY.

to him, or are you only upon liking Virgins are like the fair flow'r in its lustre,

Which in the garden enamels the ground; Polly. Oh!
Near it the bees in play flutter and cluster, Mrs. P. How the mother is to be
And gaudy butterflies frolic around:

bars, and lectures of morality,

who hath handsome daughters! Locks, by 1) A famous-place for thieves and beggars.

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jem; they break through them all; they bare
s much pleasure in cheating a father and I like a ship in storms was toss'd,
hother, as in cheating at cards.

Yet afraid to put into land,
Peach. Why, Polly, I shall soon know is For seized in the port the vessel's lost
ou are married, by Macheath's keeping from Whose treasure is contraband,
ir house.

The waves are laid,

My duty's paid; in love be controll'd by advice?

O joy beyond expression !

Thus safe ashore Will cupid our mothers obey ?

I ask no more; nough my heart were as frozen as ice, a bis Alame 'would bave melted away,

My all's in my possession.'

Peach. I hear customers in t'other room ; Then he kiss'd me, so sweetly he pressid, "was so sweet that I must have complied, so talk with them, Polly; but come again as I thought if both safest and best

soon as they are gone.-But hark ye, child,

if 'tis the gentleman who was here yesterday o marry for fear you should cbide.

about the repeating watch, say you can't get Mrs.P. Then all the hopes of our family intelligence of it till to-morrow, for I lent it : gone for ever and ever!

to Sukey Straddle, to make a figure with toPeach. And Macheath may bang his father night at a tavern in Drury-lanc. If t'other d mother-in-law, in hopes to get into their gentleman calls for the silver-hilted sword, ighter's fortune.

you know Beetle-browed Jemmy bath it on, Polly. I did not marry him (as 'tis the and he doth not come from Tunbridge till vion), coolly and deliberately, for honour Tuesday night, so that it cannot be bad till money--but I love him.

then. [Erit Polly] Dear wife, be a little paMrs. B. Love bim! worse and worse! I cified ; don't let your passion run away with ught the girl had been better bred. Oh your senses: Polly, I grant you, hath done a band! husband! her folly makes me mad! rash thing. bead swims! I'm distracted! I can't sup-, Mrs. P. If she had had only an intrigue with t myself-Oh!

[Fainis. the fellow, why the very best families have 'each. Sce, wench, to what a condition excused and huddled up á frailty of that sort,

have reduced your poor mother! A glass 'Tis marriage, husband, that makes it a blemish. :ordial this instant! How the poor woman Peach. But money, wife, is the true fullers's it to beart! [Polly goes out, and re-earth for reputations; there is not a spot or 78 wiih il] Ab, hussy! now this is the stain but what it can take out. I tell you, I comfort your mother has left.

wife, I can make this match turn to our ad'olly. Give her another glass, sir; my vantage. nma drinks double the quantity whenever Mrs.P. I am very sensible, husband, that is in this way. This, you see; fetches ber: captain Macheath is worth money, but I am Irs. P. The girl shows such readiness, and in doubt whether he hath not two or three nuch concern, that I almost could find in wives already, and then, if he should die in heart to forgive her.

a session or two, Polly's dower would come into dispute.

Peach. That indeed is a point which ought Polly, you might have toy'd and kiss'd :

to be considered. The lawyers are bitter enekeeping men off, you keep them on. ly But he so feased me,

mies to those in our way; they don't care And he so pleased me,

that any body should get a clandestine liveli

hood but themselves. hat I did you must bave done.

Enter Polly. Irs. P Not with a highwayman-you sorry Polly. 'Twas only Nimming Ned: he brought

in a damask window-curtain, a hoop-petti'eauch. I word with you, wife. 'Tis no coat, a pair of si!ser candlesticks, a perriwig, - Ibing for a wench to take a man with and one silk stocking, from the fire that hap

consent of parents. You know 'lis the pened last night. ty of woman, my dear!

Peach. There is not a fellow that is cleverer Irs. P. Yes, indeed, the sex is frail; but in his way, and saves ?) more goods out of first time a woman is frail, she should be the fire, than Ned. But now, Polly, to your ewhal nice methinks, for then or never affair; for mallers must not be as they are. er line to make her fortune: after that You are married then, it seems ? bath nothing to do but to guard herself Polly. Yes, sir. 1 being found out, and she may do wbat Peach. And how do you propose to live, pleases.

child ? eah. Make yourself a little easy; I have Polly. Like other women, sir; upon the lought shall soon set all mallers again to industry of my husband.

Why so melancholy, Polly? since Mrs. P. What! is the wench turn'd fool? it is done cannot be undone, we must en- a highwayman's wise, like a soldier's, bath as vour to make the best of it.

little of his pay as of his company. Irs. P. Well, Polly, as far as one woman Peach. And had not you the common views

forgive another, I forgive thee. Your of a gentlewoman in your marriage, Polly? er is too fond of you, hussy.

Polly. I don't know what you mean, sir. Polly. Then all my sorrows are at an end. Peach. Of a joinlure, and of being a Irs. P. A mighty likely speech in troth widow. wench who is just married!

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