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agreeable Amad Amadea Aunt Beau Beauty believe bless Captain Gaylove Charms Company cou'd Court Courtly cruel Cuckold dare Daughter dear Design Dogood dost thou e'en engag'd Enter Beaumont Enter Fairman Estate Exit Fair faith fame fancy Favour fear Fool Footman forget forgive Fortune Friend Gentleman give Graff Grasp Graspall happy haps Harkye hear Heaven Honour hope House humble Servant humour Husband Hymen impudent Lady leave London look Love Madam Manila Marilla Marriage marry marry'd mayhap Mistress ne'er never oblig'd pardon Passion pity pleas'd pray prithee propos'd Pudsy Sdeath Sham Shamble shou'd Sir Harry Beaumont Sir Tristram sliou'd Sneak Soul sure tain tell thee there's thing thought thro to-morrow Toywell tremble twas twill us'd Vertue Villain Virtue Vows What's Widow Wife Wise wish Woman wou'd Wretch Wtfe
Page v - Guests contribute, makes the Treat. Criticks! be dumb to-night — no Skill display ; A dangerous Woman-Poet wrote the Play : One, who not fears your Fury, tho prevailing, More than your Match, in every thing, but Railing. Give her fair Quarter, and whene'er she tries ye, Safe in superior Spirit , she defies ye : Measure her Force, by her known Novels, writ With manly Vigour, and with Woman's Wit . Then tremble, and depend, if ye beset her, She, who can talk so well, may act yet better.
Page vii - But to be grave — the Heroine of our Play Gains Glory by a hard, and dangerous Way : Belov'd, her Lover pleads — she fears no Spy, 30 Her Husband favours — and her Pulse beats high. Warm glows his Hope — her Wishes catch the Fire, Mutual their Flame , yet Virtue quells Desire. Safe th...
Page 71 - Writings, and if you confider calmly on the Matter, you'll find nothing can be done in this Affair for your Satisfaction — you had better therefore quietly forgive the Impofition ; and as you have a good Eftate, turn part of it into ready Money, and e'en buy him aTitle — fuch Things are done every day in London-^ — and when once you have made a Gentleman of him, ev'ry body won't know by what means he came to be one. Wid. Why. that's true, indeed. Gay. You'll find it your bcft way.
Page 8 - I can't allow--— there is anotherDinger not lefs imminent, tho'perhaps more pleating than what I have mentioned — • A certain Gentleman who lives not far off, and very much frequents this Walk, carries a kind of Spell in his Eyes and Tongue, which has been fatal to many of your Sex. Wife. Ay ; pray who is that ? Amad. I fancy, Madam, after what I've faid, 'tis needlefs to repeat his Name - however, for your Satisfaction Wife. My Satisfaction ! what means he ? Amad. Ha!
Page 21 - Eyes • Beaumont is here in ev'ry Line — Beaumont in all the Volume — I'll look no more on't Thefe Opticks too are Traytors, and confpire with Fancy to undo me — To what fhall I have recourfe ? Enter Beaumont. Beau. The Door happening to be open, and nobody in the way, I prefum'd to enter without Ceremony. Wife. Ha ! catch 'd in this Confufton of my Soul ! when all my Thoughts were unprepar'd and hurry'd ! Unlucky Accident ! Beau.
Page 3 - Lodging for one, who thought himfelf too far engag'd to 'em already therefore felling my Company in the Guards, I bought in one of thefe Regiments. But prithee, Ned, give me fome little Idea how you fpend your time here. Court. As they do in mod Country Towns...
Page 64 - tis a Favour you fo fetdom ask, that I believe nobody will refufe it you— Gentlemen — Captain, you hear the Invitation — can you go ? Court. O ! by all means, -Sir. Gay. I'll wait upon you, Sir. "Toy. Am I in the Number of your Guefts, Sir. Graff. Ay, ay, all of you, if there were a hundred — I fhall expeft you foon — your Servant, and I with the firft Difh may choak you.
Page 68 - You taught me to ddpife all Senfe of Shame, when laughing at that Notion which the World calls Virtue, you forc*d me, contrary to , my Nature, to my Inclinations, to the, Principles my Youth...
Page 25 - Madam, what Inconveniencies attend Ill-nature ; when you are kind, I'll———- Wife. Peace, Screech-O.wl [Exit. Beau. Come, Sir, the Lady is now gone ; and fince I am the unhappy Caufe of her Uneafinefs, it lies upon me to vindicate her Reputation A Fool's moft dangerous Weapon is his Tongue, and I find thefe is" no way to flop yours, but by cutting it but Draw?
Page 43 - I'll undertake fhe fhall be content with only her own Money fettled on her. Wid. That is obliging indeed- - 1 was certainly bewitch'd when I agreed to Mr. Fairman's Propofal - But alas ! I did not think of marrying then, nor am I fure I fhall yet. Sham. How, Madam ! not fure of marrying ? You have undone my Quiet - drove me to Defpair, and without you retraft thofe cruel Words, you fhall very foon fee the fatal Confequence. Wid. Nay,. Sir T'riftram, I only faid Sham.