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AIR.

If a rival thy character draw,
In perfection he'll find out a flaw;
With black he will paint,
Make a de'il of a saint,

And change to an owl a macca.
Dam. Can a father pretend to be wise,
Who his friend's good advice would de-
spise?

Who, when danger is nigh,
Throws his spectacles by,

And blinks through a green girl's eyes? Sil. You're an impudent pimp, and a grub! Dam. You are fooled by a beggarly scrub ; Your betters you snub.

Sil.

Who will lend me a club,

This insolent puppy to drub?

You are an impudent pimp, and a grub. Dam. You're cajoled by a beggarly scrub, Sil. Who will rot in a powdering tub. Dam. Whom the prince of impostors I dub; Sil. A guinea for a club,

Dam. Your bald pate you'll rub,

Sil. The muckworm to drub.

Dam. When you find that your cub—
Sil. Rub off, sirrah ; rub, sirrah, rub.
Dam. Is debauched by a whip'd syllabub.

SCENE V.

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Be thou squire his estate [To SIL.

To thee I translate.

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his strong chests, wicked mass; [TO DAPH. and NYsa.

Live happy, while I,

Recalled to the sky,

Make all the gods laugh at Midas. ·

Daph. together with the
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To the bright god of day,

Let us dance, sing,

and play;

Clap hands every lad with his lass.

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pared for all your whimsies, amorous and poe tical. Your summons found me a day after my arrival, and I took post immediately-next t

Enter SIR HARRY GROVEBY and MR. DUPELEY, my eagerness to see you, was that of being

meeting.

time for the fête champétre-Novelty and plea sure are the beings I pursue-They have led half the world over already, and, for ought know, they may some time or other carry mct.

Sir Har. Dear Charles, welcome to England! and doubly welcome to Oldworth's OaksFriendship, I see, has wings, as well as love-the Otaheite. you arrived at the moment I wished: I hope, Sir Har. You have pursued but their shadow in your haste, you have not forgot a fancy-here they reign, in the manners of this D arcadia, and the smiles of the sweet Maid of the

dress.

Dupe. No, no; I am a true friend, and pre- Oaks.

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