She ventures, and he winsA comedy, acted at the new theatre, in Little Lincoln's-Inn Fields, by His Majesty's servantsWritten by a young lady . Char. Laughing. Mercy on me! what an Alterations here! from whence pro-ceeds this mighty Change .^ ji Love. Could ypu exped lefs from that bewitching Face, enough to tempt Di-ogenes from his T/ub^ and make that furly Stoick turn Epicure; Heaven nevermade fiich dazling Beauty but to do Miraclesi Im now Loves Convert*f Afide. So I find Im a Womans Afs already, I am downright damnably inLove, and will through this Matrimonial Gulphj if I perifli in the at
She ventures, and he winsA comedy, acted at the new theatre, in Little Lincoln's-Inn Fields, by His Majesty's servantsWritten by a young lady . Char. Laughing. Mercy on me! what an Alterations here! from whence pro-ceeds this mighty Change .^ ji Love. Could ypu exped lefs from that bewitching Face, enough to tempt Di-ogenes from his T/ub^ and make that furly Stoick turn Epicure; Heaven nevermade fiich dazling Beauty but to do Miraclesi Im now Loves Convert*f Afide. So I find Im a Womans Afs already, I am downright damnably inLove, and will through this Matrimonial Gulphj if I perifli in the attempt.• Char. Youre very lerious Sir, pray dont confider too much, I may chance tolofe a Husband by it. Love. I am thinking how very happy I (hall be when the Divine Chariotsmine ,• come dear Madam, I will delay my blils no longer. Char. Ay, for Heavens fake, lets away while this Paffion lafts, this Violence[?will fbon be over, and then the Tide will It never, never Ihall, dear charming , to Jul. Come Cozen, you muft be our Witnels. -rf Jul. I wifli I may be ever fo to all that makes you happy. [tamnt cm SCENE. (tmf ffe Winl SCENE IV. Enter JE/^; Wouldbe ^«^ Dowdy. Eff Vf^. Nay, pray dear Bunny, doiit be nangry indeed and indeed; I wastaken up by the Watch and carried to the Round-houle. l^Ow. Yes, yes, a likely matter, and how came you out pray ? Efy, W, Why the Devil lent four of his Life-guard, and tooJcme out bymain force. Dow, Dont think to make a Fool of me. but tell me the truth, youd beft,you Rebel you; who was it brought you home, they Idokt like Devilsindeed 5but how come you in this pickle to come hdrae without your Cloths ? .Ej^j W. Afdis, What the Devil (hall I iay now! , [Faufes n link. Why indeed Bunny I cannot tell, for I was damnable Drunk, a^d did not knowI was in the Round-houfe till I wakt this Morning and found my felf there:Pr^y ^unny fordive J, as true as I am God Almightys Childi I wont do fo nomorCi [Kneels and wakes pitiful Fa
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