Seal. Yes, Madam. There came to my

hands

a bill drawn by Mr. Bevil, which is payable tomorrow; and as I have cash of his, I have made bold to bring you the money myself

-A

a-a-and, to be free, madam, the fame of your Confufion. beauty, and the regard which Mr. Bevil is but too well known to have for you, excite my curiosity.

Ind. Too well known to have for me! Your sober appearance, Sir, made me expect no rudeness or absurdity from you-Who waits ?Sir, if you pay the money to a servant, it will be as well- -[Going.]

!

I

Offence.

Apolog

Seal. Pray, Madam, be not offended. came hither with an innocent, nay, a virtuous design. And, if you will have patience to hear me, it may be of service to you, as well as to my only daughter, on whose account I come, and whom I was this day to dispose of. Ind. [Aside.] In marriage with Mr. Bevil, Apprehen. I fear. What I dreaded is come. But I must compose myself, if possible. To him.] Sir, you may suppose I shall desire to know any thing, which may be interesting to Mr. Bevil, or to myself. As appearances are against me with re- Confusion. gard to his behaviour, I ought to forgive your suspicion, Sir. Be free then; I am composed Apology. again. Go on, Sir.

Recollect.

probation.

Seal. I feared indeed, an unwarranted passion Wonder, here. But I could not have thought any man with disap capable of abusing so much loveliness and worth as as your appearance, and behaviour bespeak. But the youth of our age care not what excellence they destroy, so they can but gratify

Vindication

Ind. [Interrupting.] Sir, you are going into very great errors. But please to keep your suspicions, and acquaint me, why the care of your Inquiry with daughter, obliges a person of your seeming rank, apprehento be thus inquisitive about a wretched, helpless, friendless-Weeps. I beg your pardon, good Sir-I am an orphan, who can call nothing in

fion.

Distress.

Apology

Pity, with

this world my own, but my virtue-Pray, good Sir, go on.

Seal. How could Mr. Bevil think of injuring difapproba. such sweetness.

Vindication

Ind. You wrong him, Sir. He never thought Praife. of injuring me. His bounty he bestows, for my support, merely for the pleasure of doing good. Inquiry with You are the gentleman, I suppose, for whose, apprehen- happy daughter he is designed by his worthy father; and he has consented, perhaps, to the proposal.

fion.

Caution. Seal. I own, sach a match was proposed; but Resolution. it shall not proceed, unless I am satisfied, that your connection with him may be consistent with

it.

Diftrefs. Ind. It is only, Sir, from his actions and his looks, that I have had any reason to flatter myself into the notion of his having any particular affection for me. From them, I own, I was led in to the hope of what I earnestly wished, that he had thoughts of making me the partner of his heart. But now I find my fatal mistake. The goodness and gentleness of his demeanour, with the richness of his benevolence, made me misinterpret all

"Twas my own hope, my own passion, that deluded me. He never made one amorous advance to me- His generous heart and liberal hand meant only to help the miserable. And I-0 fool that I was!I fondly suffered myself to demnation. be drawn into imaginations too high, and too ambitious for my lowly wretchedness!

Comfort.

Distress

[Weeping.]

Seal. Make yourself easy, Madam, upon the score of my daughter, at least. The connection between Mr. Bevil and her is not gone so far as to render it necessary that your peace should be destroyed by such a marriage. Depend upon it, Madan, my daughter shall never be the cause of your disappointment.

Ind. Sir, your speaking so, makes me still heightened more wretched. Shall I be the cause of injury to

my noble benefactor 2 Shall I, who have no pretensions to him, be the hindrance of his happiness? Heaven forbid! No, Sir; give your daughter to the worthiest of men. Give her to my generous Bevil They may be happy, though I should run distracted. And, whilst I preserve my senses, I Diftrefs with will weary Heav'n with my prayers for their fe- Gratitude. licity. As for my own fate, it is likely to hold Diftrefs. on as it begun, a series of wretchedness Twas LamentaHeaven's high will that I should be wretched. tion. Taken captive in my cradle-tossed on the seasthere deprived of my mother-that I should only hear of my father; but never see him that I should then be adopted by a stranger then lose my adopter-that I should then be delivered from the very jaws of poverty by the most amiable of mankind that I should give my fond unthinking heart to this most charming of his sex-and that he should disappoint all my romantic hopes, without leaving me the right or the pretence of blaming any one but myself. For, Oh, I cannot reproach him, though his friendly hand, that raised me to this height, now throws me down the precipice. Oh! [Weeping.] Seal. Dear Lady! Compose yourself to pa- Comfort. tience, if possible. My heart bleeds for your dis-; tress. And there is something in your very strange story, that resembles Does Mr. Bevil Inquiring. know your history particularly?

Pity.

Ind. All is known to him perfectly. And it Lamenta.

is my knowledge of what I was by birth, and what I should be now, that embitters all my misery. I'll tear away all traces of my former self; all that can put me in mind of what I was born to, and am miserably fallen from. [In her disorder she throws away her bracelet, which Mr. Sealand takes up, and looks earnestly on it.]

Seal. Ha! What means this? Where am I? It is the same! The very Bracelet, which my wife wore at our last mournful parting.

Phrenzy.

Amaze.

Surprise.

3.

Ind. What said you Sir. Your wife! What may this mean? That bracelet was my mother's But your name is Sealand. My lost father's

Trepidation name was

Amazem❜nt

Joy,

Surprife &

Joy. Rapture.

Extreme

joy.

Difplea fure

Seal. [Interrupting.] Danvers, was it not?
Ind. What new amazement! That was his

name.

Seal. I am the true Mr. Danvers, though I have changed my name to Sealand my -0 child, my child! [Catching Indiana in his arms.] Ind. All gracious Heaven! Is it possible ? Do I embrace my father?

Seal. O my child, my child! my sweet girl! My lost Indiana! Restored to me as from the dead! I now see every feature of thy lamented mother in thy lovely countenance ! O Heaven ! how are our sorrows past, o'erpaid by such a metting! To find thee thus, to have it in my power to bestow thee on thy noble lover, with a fortune not beneath his acceptance.

Ind. O, it is more like a dream than a reality. Have I then a father's sanction to my love! His bounteous hand to give, and make my heart a present worthy of my generous Bevil.

Seal. Let us send immediately to him, and inform him of this wondrous turn; which shews that

Whate'er the gen'rous mind itfelf denies,
The fecret care of Providence fupplies.

L.

REPROOF.

CALISTHENES's honest Speech in reproof of Cleon's flattery to Alexander, on whom Cleon wanted divinity to be conferred by vote.

(Q. Cart. VIII.)

IF the king were present, Cleon, there would

be no need of my answering to what you have

Reproof

just proposed. He would himself reprove you for endeavoring to draw him into an imitation of foreign absurdities, and for bringing envy upon him by such unmanly flattery. As he is absent, I take upon me to tell you in his name, that no praise is lasting, but what is rational; and that you do what you can to lessen his glory instead of adding to it. Heroes have never among, us, been deified, till after their death. And, whatever may be your way of thinking, Cleon, for my part, I wish the king may not, for many years to come, obtain that honour. You have mentioned, as precedents, of what you Remonfts. proposed, Hercules and Bacchus. Do you imagine, Cleon, that they were deified over a cup of wine? And are you and I qualified to make gods? Is the king, our sovereign, to receive his divinity from you and me, who are his subjects? Challenge. First try your power, whether you can make a king. It is surely, easier, to make a king than a god; to give an earthly dominion, than a throne in heaven. I only wish, that the gods may +Apprehave heard, without offence, the arrogant propo- henfion. sal you have made, of adding one to their num

:

ber and that they may still be so propitious to us, as to grant the continuance of that success to our affairs, with which they have hitherto favoured us. For my part, I am not ashamed of my country; nor do I approve of our adopting rites of foreign nations, or learning from them how we ought to reverence our kings. To receive laws, or rules of conduct, from them, what is it, but to confess ourselves inferior to them?

Hone

Pride.