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The Works of Aphra Behn Novel Chapters
List of most recent chapters published for the The Works of Aphra Behn novel. A total of 540 chapters have been translated and the release date of the last chapter is Apr 02, 2024
Latest Release: Chapter 1 : The Works of Aphra Behn.by Aphra Behn.PREFACE.It is perhaps not altogether easy to appre
The Works of Aphra Behn.by Aphra Behn.PREFACE.It is perhaps not altogether easy to appreciate the multiplicity of difficulties with which the first editor of Mrs. Behn has to cope. Not only is her life strangely mysterious and obscure, but the rubbish of
- 101 _Car._ I mean, Sir, what's your Name, and which of you is _Haunce van Ezel_?_Hau._ Ay, which of us is _Haunce van Ezel_? tell us that, Sir; we shall handle ye i'faith now-- _Alon._ He, Sir, can best inform you. [Pointing to _Haunce_._Hau._ Who,
- 102 _Hau._ I was always of that mind.-- Ha, ha, Boys, who be all these Dons and Donnas?-- Harkye, _Lovis_, I hope the Wife you promis'd me is amongst these fair Ladies, for so I guess they are both, fair and Ladies._Lov._ You guess right, Sir._Alon._ Now
- 103 p. 227, l. 3 The locale _A Street_ is not marked in 4to 1673 or 1724.p. 229, l. 4 _Christian._ 1724 'christian'.+Act I: Scene ii+ p. 231, l. 8 _his nice Honour._ 1724, wrongly, omits 'nice'.p. 232, l. 3 _I must still love on._ 1724 omi
- 104 p. 272, l. 21 _Rummer._ 4to 1673 'Romer'.p. 272, l. 33 _that's not the Fas.h.i.+on._ 1724 omits 'not'.p. 272, l. 34 _I'll manage her._ 1724 'I manage her'.+Act III: Scene iii+ p. 273, l. 6 _Scene III. Draws off. A G
- 105 Some for setting above ground Whole days and nights, upon their breeches, And feeling pain, were hang'd for witches.cf. again _The City Heiress_, Act i:-- Watch her close, watch her like a witch, Boy, Till she confess the Devil in her,---- Love.p. 23
- 106 Here Monk, entering England 2 January, 1660, joined them with his forces. Lambert, deprived of his followers, was obliged to return to London. His prompt arrest by order of Parliament followed, and he, Sir Harry Vane and other members of the Committee of
- 107 Pay 'em so well, that they may ne'er recant, And so turn honest merely out of want.Pay Juries, that no formal Laws may harm us, Let Treason be secur'd by _Ignoramus_.Pay Bully Whig, who loyal Writers bang, And honest Tories in Effigie hang:
- 108 _2 Sold._ Let him pray, and we'll fight, and see whose business is done first; we are for the General who carries Charms in every Syllable; can act both the Soldier and the Courtier, at once expose his Breast to Dangers for our sakes-- and tell the r
- 109 _Lov._ To hear a Rascal hold forth for Bodkins and Thimbles, Contribution, my beloved! to carry on the good Cause, that is, Roguery, Rebellion, and Treason, profaning the sacred Majesty of Heaven, and our glorious Sovereign._Free._ But-- were there not pr
- 110 _L. Lam._ Heaven! How he looks and speaks-- [To _Desbro_, aside._L. Des._ Oh, these Heroicks, Madam, have the most charming Tongues._L. Lam._ Pray come to me-- and ask for any of my Officers, and you shall have admittance-- _Lov._ Who shall I ask for, Mad
- 111 _Lam._ I confess, I owe all my good Fortune to thee.Enter _Page_._Page._ My Lord, my Lord _Wariston_, Lord _Hewson_, Colonel _Cobbet_, and Colonel _Duckenfield_ desire the Honour of waiting on you._L. Lam._ This has a Face of Greatness-- let 'em wait
- 112 _Lam._ But above half the Nation are for him._War._ Bread a gued, and I's for him then._Fleet._ The Will of the Lard be done; and since 'tis his Will, I cannot withstand my Fate-- ingeniously._Whit._ My Lord _Wariston_, a Word-- What if _Lambert
- 113 _Page._ Shall we search his Breeches, an't please your Highness, for Pistol, or other Instruments?_L. Lam._ No, Boy, we fear him not, they say the Powers above protect the Persons of Princes.[Walks away._Lov._ Sure she's mad, yet she walks loose
- 114 _Crom._ Highness in the Devil's Name, sure 'tis not come to that; no, I may live to see thy Cuckold hang'd first, his Politicks are yet too shallow, Mistress. Heavens! Did my Husband make him Lord for this? raise him to Honour, Trusts, Comm
- 115 _L. Lam._ Ah, _Desbro_! thou art come in the most lucky Minute-- I was just on the point of falling-- As thou say'st, these Heroicks have the strangest Power-- _L. Des._ I never knew a Woman cou'd resist 'em._L. Lam._ No marvel then, our Hu
- 116 _Free._ We knew, my Lord, the Influence your Ladies have over you, and Women are more tender and compa.s.sionate naturally than Men; and, Sir, 'tis hard for Gentlemen to starve._L. Lam._ Have you not able Limbs? can ye not work?_Lov._ Persons of our
- 117 _Fleet._ Amen._Due._ I'd rather see it there than in your Hand-- [Aside._Fleet._ For we are, as it were, a Body without a Head; or, to speak more learnedly, an Animal inanimate._Hew._ My Lord, let us use, as little as we can, the Language of the Beas
- 118 _War._ Right, my gued Lord,'sbred, that _Cromwel_ was th' faudest limmer Loon that ever cam into lour Country, the faud Diel has tane him by th'Luggs for robbing our Houses and Land._Fleet._ No swearing, my Lord._War._ Weel, weel, my Loord,
- 119 _Des._ A Dad, and all little enough._Free._ The Devil do him good with it._Des._ Had not the Lard put it into your Hearts to have given me two thousand _per Annum_ out of Bishops Lands, and three thousand _per Annum_ out of the Marquess's Estate; how
- 120 Enter _Tom_._Tom._ Madam, here's Mr. _Ananias Gogle_, the Lay-Elder of _Clement's_ Parish._L. Des._ d.a.m.n the sham Saint; am I now in Condition to be plagu'd with his impertinent Nonsense?_Tom._ Oh! Pray, Madam, hear him preach a little;
- 121 _L. Des._ By what strange Miracle, my dearest _Freeman_, wert thou set at liberty?_Free._ On the zealous Parole of _Rabbie Ananias_; that Rhetorick that can convert whole Congregations of well-meaning Blockheads to errant Knaves, has now mollify'd my
- 122 _Des._ Ah, and with the King, the Bishops; and then, where's all our Church and Bishops Lands! oh, undone-- puff, puff._Ana._ How, bring in the King and Bishops! my righteous Spirit is raised too-- I say, I will excommunicate him for one of the Wicke
- 123 _Gill._ No, no, Sir, Ladies of the last Edition, that present their Grievances to the Council of Ladies, of which my Lady's chief, which Grievances are laid open to the Committee of Safety, and so redress'd or slighted, as they are._Lov._ That m
- 124 _War._ Noo, Sirs, yar Dance? [They fling Cus.h.i.+ons at one another, and grin. Musick plays.] --Marry, Sirs, an this be yar dancing, tol dance and ne'er stir Stap, the Diel lead the Donce for _Archibald_.[When they have flung Cus.h.i.+ons thus a whi
- 125 _Lam._ Lights there, a Plot, a Popish Plot, Lights!_L. Lam._ The Crown, the Crown, guard the Crown![She groping about, finds _Lov._ by his Clothes, knows him.--Here, take this Key, the next room is my Bed-chamber, Secure yourself a moment.-- [Ex. _Loveles
- 126 _Felt._ Have a care what you say, Sir; but as to the City's being in Mutiny, that makes well for us: we shall fall to our old Trade of plundering; something will fall to the Righteous, and there is Plunder enough._Cor._ You plunder, Sirrah! knock him
- 127 _2 Pren._ A Man looks but scurvily with his Neck awry._3 Pren._ Ay, ay, we'll home._Capt._ Why, now you shew what precious Men you are-- the King wou'd be finely hop'd up with such Rascals, that for fear of a little hanging would desert his
- 128 _L. Lam._ We, poor Creature! how simply Majesty becomes her?[They all sitting down, enter L. _Cromwel_ angrily, and takes her Place, L. _Lam. _uppermost.--Madam, as I take it, at our last sitting, our Pleasure was, that you shou'd sit no more._Crom._
- 129 _L. Fleet._ A very charitable Work, and ought to be encourag'd.[_Loveless_ gives in a Pet.i.tion to _Gilliflower_._Gill._ The humble Pet.i.tion of the Lady _Make-s.h.i.+ft._ [Reads.--Heav'ns, Madam, here are many thousand Hands to't of the
- 130 _Des._ No Remedy?_War._ Nene, Sirs, again the King's Evil; Bread, Sirs, ya's ene gan tol yar Stall agen: I's en follow _Duckenfield_-- Farewel, Mr. Leyer._L. Lam._ See the Vicissitudes of human Glory.These Rascals, that but yesterday pet.i.
- 131 _Lov._ With all our Hearts, here's Mony to make Fires-- _Free._ And here's for Drink to't, Boys._All._ Hey-- _Viva le Roy, viva les Heroicks!_ [Go out hollowing.Enter _Ananias_ peeping, _Felt-maker_, and _Joyner_._Ana._ So, the Rabble'
- 132 _1 Pren._ _Ralph_, baste the Rump well, or ne'er hope to see a King agen._3 Pren._ The Rump will baste it self, it has been well cram'd.Enter _Freeman_, L. _Des._ _Loveless_, and L. _Lam._ _Gill._ _Tom_, Pages, &c._Cap._ Hah, n.o.ble Champion, f
- 133 +Act I: Scene i+ p. 344, l. 21 _Push a Pike._ 1724 'Push of Pike'.p. 347, l. 3 _Go out._ 1724 'Goes out'.p. 347, l. 11 _the rest of the Soldiers._ 1724 'the rest of Soldiers'.p. 350, l. 14 _Love, Wit and Beauty._ 1724 prints
- 134 p. 385, l. 8 _Beau - - ty._ And later 'fall - ing' to mark the sanctimonious drawl. 1724 prints 'Beauty' and 'falling'.p. 388, ll. 8, 10 _Exeunt._ 4tos omit. 1724 omits 'Ex. Ana.'+Act IV: Scene i+ p. 388, l. 12 _A C
- 135 p. 418, l. 6 _no more. [Weep._ 1724 omits 'Weep'.p. 419, l. 11 _Go in._ 1724 only marks 'Ex.' for all characters.+Act V: Scene iii+ p. 419, l. 13 _Scene III. The Street._ 4tos and 1724 'Scene the Street'.p. 420, l. 3 _Viva le
- 136 p. 344 _Gad and the Lord Fleetwood._ Fleetwood, even in an age of Tartuffes, was especially distinguished for the fluency of his canting hypocrisy and G.o.dliness. He was a bitter persecutor of Catholics, a warm favourer of Anabaptists and the extremer fa
- 137 p. 398 _Nickers._ Or knickers, marbles generally made of baked clay.cf. Duffet's farce, _The Mock Tempest_ (1675), Act iv, I:-- _Enter _Hypolito playing with Nickers._Hyp._ Anan, Anan, forsooth-- you, Sir, don't you stir the Nickers.I'l pla
- 138 The Works of Aphra Behn.by Aphra Behn.ARGUMENT.The old King of Spain, having conquered Fez and killed the Moorish monarch, has taken the orphaned prince Abdelazer under his protection and in time made him General. Abdelazer, though always courageous, has
- 139 _Qu_. What shall I do? I must not here be found._Abd_. Oh, do not fear--no Cardinal enters here; No King--no G.o.d, that means to be secure-- Slaves guard the Doors, and suffer none to enter, Whilst I, my charming Queen, provide for your Security-- You kn
- 140 _Phil_. Oh, she's too foul for one or t'other t.i.tle._Qu_. How, Sir, do you not know me?_Phil_. When you were just, I did, And with a Reverence, such as we pay Heav'n, I paid my awful Duty;-- But as you have abus'd my Royal Father, Fo
- 141 [_Sullenly_._Alon_. Shall they then triumph o'er thee, who were once Proud to attend thy conqu'ring Chariot-Wheels?_Abd_. I care not--I am a Dog, and can bear wrongs._Alon_. But, Sir, my Honour is concern'd with yours, Since my lov'd S
- 142 Spurn _Abdelazer_!-- _Phil_. Death, shall we bear this Insolence?_Alon_. Great Sir, I think his Sentence was unjust.[_To the_ King._Men_. Sir, you're too partial to be judge in this, And shall not give your Voice. _Abd_. Proud Cardinal--but he shall-
- 143 _Abd_. Sir, I have done, and beg your royal Pardon._King_. Come, _Philip_, give him your Hand._Phil_. I can forgive without a Ceremony._King_. And to confirm ye Friends, I invite you all to Night to banquet with me; Pray see you give Attendance--Come, Bro
- 144 _Qu. Philip_! instruct me how t' undo that Boy I hate; The publick Infamy I have receiv'd, I will revenge with nothing less than Death._Abd_. 'Tis well we can agree in our Resentments, For I have vow'd he shall not live a day; He has a
- 145 _Alon_. Great Sir, I did oppose it with what Violence My Duty would permit; and wou'd have dy'd In a just Quarrel of her dear Defence; And, Sir, though I submitted to my Father, The Moor and I stand on unequal Terms._Phil_. Come, who dares drink
- 146 _Phil_. Because he gives me Cause, and that in Publick.And, Sir, I was not born to bear with Insolence; I saw him dart Revenge from both his Eyes, And bite his angry Lip between his Teeth, To keep his Jealousy from breaking forth, Which, when it does--sta
- 147 _King_. Who frights our quiet Slumbers with this Noise?_Enter_ Queen _and Women, with Lights_._Qu_. Was it a Dream, or did I hear the Sound Of Treason, call me from my silent Griefs?_King_. Who rais'd this Rumour, _Abdelazer_, you?_Abd_. I did, Great
- 148 _Flor_. Why dost thou dress thy Eyes in such unusual wonder?There's nothing here that is a stranger to thee, Or what is not intirely thine own._Abd_. Mine!_Flor_. Thou canst not doubt it._Abd_. No,--and for a proof that thou art so,--take this Dagger
- 149 _Qu. Elvira_ saw the King enter her Lodgings, With Lover's haste, and Joy._Alon_. Her Lodgings!--when?_Qu_. Now, not an Hour ago, Now, since the Moor departed._Alon_. d.a.m.nation on her! can she be thus false?Come, lead me to the Lodgings of this St
- 150 --_Alonzo_, was it thou?--her Brother!_Alon_. When she was good, I own'd that t.i.tle, Sir._King_. Good!--by all the G.o.ds, she was as chaste as Vestals, As Saints translated to Divine Abodes.I offer'd her to be my Queen, _Alonzo_, To share the
- 151 _Alon_. Oh Devil!_Qu_. We are betray'd, and round beset with Horrors; If we deny him this--the Power being his, We're all undone, and Slaves unto his Mercy.-- Besides--Oh, give me leave to blush when I declare, That _Philip_ is--as he has rendre
- 152 _Drums and Trumpets afar off,--with noise of fighting at a distance: After a little while, enter_ Philip _in a Rage_._Phil_. Oh unjust Powers! why d'ye protect this Monster?-- And this d.a.m.n'd Cardinal, that comes not up With the Castilian Tro
- 153 _Card_. Lye, Sir!_Phil_. Yes, lye, Sir,--therefore come on, Follow the desperate Reer-Guard, which is mine, And where I'll die, or conquer--follow my Sword The b.l.o.o.d.y way it leads, or else, by Heaven, I'll give the Moor the Victory in spite
- 154 _Card. Philip_ a b.a.s.t.a.r.d!If by such Arts you wou'd divide me from him, I shall suspect you wou'd betray us both._Qu_. Sir, he informs you Truth; and I blush less To own him so, than that he is a Traitor._Card. Philip_ a b.a.s.t.a.r.d! oh,
- 155 [_Embraces him_.--Shall _Abdelazer_ fall?_Card_. Yes, upon thee-- Like the tall Ruins of a falling Tower, To crush thee into Dust-- [_As they embrace, the Guards seize him and the rest_.Traitor and b.a.s.t.a.r.d, I arrest thee of High-Treason._Phil_. Hah!
- 156 _Alon_. Sir, we attend your Answer._Qu_. 'Tis now near twenty Years, when newly married, (And 'tis the Custom here to marry young,) King _Philip_ made a War in _Barbary_, Won _Tunis_, conquer'd Fez, and hand to hand Slew great _Abdela_, Kin
- 157 _Rod_. How, Sir!-- _Abd_. Thou dar'st not sure pretend to any Virtue; Had h.e.l.l inspir'd thee with less Excellency Than Arts of killing Kings, thou'dst ne'er been rais'd To that exalted Height, t' have known my Secrets._Rod
- 158 Guard well the Pa.s.sages.-- _Qu_. Thou art that sacrilegious--brutal thing!-- And false as are the Deities thou wors.h.i.+p'st._Abd_. G.o.ds! let me not understand that killing Language?--Inform me quickly, how you came thus wounded, Lest looking on
- 159 --I know thou'st greater Power too--thank thy Treachery!_Abd_. Dost thou not fear that Power?_Alon_. By Heaven, not I, Whilst I can this--command.[_Lays his Hand on his Sword_._Abd_. I too command a Sword. [Abd. _lays his Hand on his, and comes close
- 160 _Abd_. None else, and that's too distant to befriend you._Leon_. Oh, take my Life, and spare my dearer Honour!--Help, help, ye Powers that favour Innocence.[_Enter Women_._Just as the Moor is going to force in_ Leonora, _enters to him_ Osmin _in hast
- 161 _Discovers_ Philip _chain'd to a Post, and over against him the_ Cardinal _and_ Alonzo _in Chains_._Phil_. Oh, all ye cruel Powers! is't not enough I am depriv'd of Empire, and of Honour?Have my bright Name stol'n from me, with my Crow
- 162 _Phil_. Vaunt on, thou monstrous Instrument of h.e.l.l!For I'm so pleas'd to have thee in my Power, That I can hear thee number up thy Sins, And yet be calm, whilst thou art near d.a.m.nation._Abd_. Thou ly'st, thou canst not keep thy Tempe
- 163 Orsames is now brought from the castle during his sleep, crowned, seated on the throne and treated in every respect as King. His power is acknowledged, the Queen kneels before him, and Olympia entering, he falls violently in love with her. At a supposed c
- 164 _King of Scythia_._Thersander_, his Son, under the Name of _Clemanthis_, when on the _Dacian_ side._Amintas_, a young n.o.bleman, belov'd by _Thersander_, and Lover of _Urania_._Lysander_, Page to _Thersander_._Urania_, in love with _Amintas_. _Lyces
- 165 _Ura_. Yes, pretty Maid, canst tell me any tidings of him?_Ly_. I cannot tell, by what marks do you know him?_Ura_. Why, by these--a tempting Face and Shape, A Tongue bewitching soft, and Breath as sweet, As is the welcome Breeze that does restore Life to
- 166 Can it gain Conquest, or in Fields or Courts?No, nor defend its own fantastick Owner.--Come, guess again._Sem_. I can guess no further than a Man, and that I'm sure he is._Cleo_. I know not-- For yet I never saw him, but in's Character, Unless s
- 167 _Ism_. Rank me amongst your Captives; for I find, Whether you fight or not, you must be Victor.[_Embraces_ Ther._Enter_ Vallentio, Urania, Pimante; Vallentio _kneels and delivers_ Urania _to the Princess_._Cleo_. What new Encounter's this?_Val_. I ne
- 168 _Ors_. But, Geron, still to live! still thus to live In expectation of that future Bliss, (Though I believ'd it) is a sort of Virtue I find the G.o.ds have not inspir'd me with._Ger_. Philosophy will teach you, Sir,-- _Ors_. Not to be wise, or h
- 169 _Ura_. I gladly take your Counsel.[Ura. _goes into_ Amintas' _Apartment_._Ors_. What art thou?_Amin_. That which I seem to be._Ors_. Then thou'rt a G.o.d; for till I saw a Woman, I never saw a thing so fine as thou: And 'tis but just thou s
- 170 --Then I resolv'd upon this last Adventure, To make my Application to the Princess, Knowing her n.o.ble Nature, To try (since mighty Ransoms were refus'd) What simple Love would do; and in my way I lighted on a Druid, who in's Youth Had liv
- 171 _Cleo_. I must confess, _Clemanthis_, with a Blush, That nothing of the rest displeases me._Ther_. Ah, Madam, how you bless me!And now with Confidence I dare a.s.sure you, That which should render me more worthy of you, Shall be in me found more to your A
- 172 SCENE IV. _A Chamber_._Enter Queen, Cleomena, Honorius._Qu_. Is't possible, my Brother, you can have So great a Pa.s.sion for the publick good, As willingly to sacrifice your Child to its Repose, And make her Arms the soft and easy Chains To link thi
- 173 _Ger_. On Earth it is: your Power too is as great; Your Frowns destroy, and when you smile you bless; At every Nod the whole Creation bows, And lay their grateful Tributes at your Feet; Their Lives are yours, and when you deign to take 'em, There
- 174 _Ors_. I say again, I'll have it fit for two: Thou art a Woman, thank the G.o.ds for that: --Ascend, my lovely Virgin, and adorn it; Ascend, and be immortal as my self._Art_. That Throne she was not born to._Ors_. Into the Sea with that bold Counsell
- 175 I'll not my Weakness nor Resentment show; A Heart like mine, should sooner break than bow.--Come, my _Semiris_, we too long have stay'd; That Call, till now, was never disobey'd.[_Trumpets sound. Ex_.SCENE III. _Scythian Tents_._Enter_ Amin
- 176 _Qu_. I cannot but commend that n.o.ble Ardor That carries you to those Designs of Glory; What thinks my Brother of it?_Hon_. I like it, if the Victor will accept it._Cleo_. And so do I; And that we may do equal Justice to you all, We'll write _Thers
- 177 _Ther_. So, now thou dost appear so like _Clemanthis_, That not a _Dacian_ but will be mistaken in thee._Amin_. My Lord, I know not how I may appear, But I am ignorant how I am to act._Ther_. Remain within the Covert of this Wood, Until the Sign be given
- 178 _Sem_. Ah, Madam, what is't you intend to do?_Cleo_. What shou'd I do but die--ah! do not weep, But haste to do as I command ye: Haste, haste, the Time and my Revenge require it._Sem_. For Heaven's sake, Madam, for your royal self, Do not p
- 179 _Ors_. Why, I will try to tell it thee --Methought I saw the Firmament divide, And all the Clouds, like Curtains, draw aside; The Sun in all his Glories, ne'er put on So bright a Ray, nor Heaven with more l.u.s.tre shon!The Face of Heaven too bright
- 180 _Qu_. Ah, _Cleomena_! you value my Repose at too cheap a Rate, When you expose a Life so dear to me To so much Danger, as to fight _Thersander_._Cleo_. I am not the first Person of my s.e.x Has drawn a Sword upon an Enemy; Do you not say he is my Father&#
- 181 _Semiris_, are those Garments ready I spoke for?_Sem_. Madam, they're here--but now what will you do?_Cleo_. Now, I will die--and now thou know'st my Will._Sem_. Ah, Madam, 'tis too much you let me know, Denying me t' attend you where
- 182 _Ther_. reads to himself-- Guard thee well, _Thersander_; for thou shalt die by the Hand that brings thee this.[_She stabs him; he falls into_ Lysander's _Arms_._Cleo_. Here's to thee, dear _Clemanthis_-- _Lys_. Help, Treason, help-- _Ther_. Ah,
- 183 _Amin_. No matter, thou canst not hate a Soldier, Since I am one; and you must be obedient, And learn to bear my Bow and Arrows now, It is the Duty of a _Scythian's_ Wife._Ura_. She that can claim _Amintas_ by such Ties, May find a Safety wheresoe�
- 184 Then all your cold Disdain for me Will but increase Deformity, When still the kind will lovely be.Compa.s.sion is of lasting Praise; For that's the Beauty ne'er decays.Fair Nymph, avoid those Storms of Fate Are to the Cruel due; The Powers above
- 185 If she still love _Clemanthis_._Cleo_. There needs no more to make me know that Voice.Oh stay, this Joy too suddenly surprizes-- [_Ready to swound_.--Gently distil the Bliss into my Soul, Lest this Excess have the effects of Grief: --Oh, my _Clemanthis_!
- 186 _Qu_. I will, my _Orsames_; and 'tis the only Present I can make to expiate my Fault._Ors_. And I'll receive her as the only thing Can make me both a happy Subject and a King.Oh, _Geron_, still if this should prove a Dream!_Ger_. Sir, Dreams of
- 187 It has the luck to be well received in the Town; which (not for my Vanity) pleases me, but that thereby I find Honesty begins to come in fas.h.i.+on again, when Loyalty is approv'd, and Whigism becomes a Jest where'er 'tis met with. And, no
- 188 Sir _Char_. How, Sir!Sir _Tim_. Nay, never huff, Sir; for I have six thousand Pound a Year, and value no Man: Neither do I speak so much for your particular, as for the Company you keep, such Tarmagant Tories as these, [To Fop.] who are the very Vermin of
- 189 That's an odd place for Love-Intrigues._Wild_. Oh, I am to pa.s.s for a sober, discreet Person to the Relations; but for my Mistress, she's made of no such sanctify'd Materials; she is a Widow, _Charles_, young, rich, and beautiful.Sir _Cha
- 190 Sir _Anth_. Hold, Sir! by this abrupt departure, I fancy you the Boy's Rival: Come, draw.[_Draws_.Sir _Tim_. How, draw, Sir!Sir _Anth_. Ay, draw, Sir; not my Nephew have the Widow!Sir _Tim_. With all my Soul, Sir; I love and honour your Nephew. I his
- 191 L. _Gal_. Tempt me no more! what dull unwary Flame Possest me all this while! Confusion on thee, [_In Rage_.And all the Charms that dwell upon thy Tongue.Diseases ruin that bewitching Form, That with the soft feign'd Vows debaucht my Heart.Sir _Char_
- 192 Sir _Anth_. Obedience! Was ever such a Blockhead! Why then, if I command it, you will not love this Woman?Sir _Char_. No, Sir.Sir _Anth_. No, Sir! But I say, Yes, Sir, love her me; and love her me like a Man too, or I'll renounce ye, Sir.Sir _Char_.
- 193 _Charl_. I have a fine time on't, between ye, to have him think I am stripping my self before Mr. _Foppington_--Let go, or I'll call out and tell him all.[Wild, _breaks open the Door and rushes in_: Fop. _stands close up at the entrance till he
- 194 _Charl_. See how thou hast inur'd thy Tongue to falshood!Did you not send it to a certain Creature They call _Diana_, From off that Hand that plighted Faith to me?_Wild_. By Heaven, 'tis Witchcraft all; Unless this Villain _Foppington_ betray me
- 195 _Fop_. Ay, but how, Sir?_Wild_. Why, from the old Fountain, _Jack_, my Uncle; he has himself decreed it: He tells me I must live upon my Wits, and will, _Frank_._Fop_. Gad, I'm impatient to know how._Wild_. I believe thee, for thou art out at Elbows;
- 196 _Wild_. So, I shall not answer to that Call.L. _Gal_. He's going! Ah, Closet, my Fan!-- [_Lets fall her Fan just as he pa.s.ses by; he takes it up, and looks up_.Cry mercy, Sir, I am sorry I must trouble you to bring it._Wild_. Faith, so am I; and yo
- 197 Sir _Char_. Ah, Madam, I am come-- Sir _Anth_. To shew your self a c.o.xcomb.L. _Gal_. To tire me with Discourses of your Pa.s.sion-- Fie, how this Curl fits![Looking in the Gla.s.s.Sir _Char_. No, you shall hear no more of that ungrateful Subject. Sir _A
- 198 [_Ex. Sir_ Char, _and Sir_ Anth.L. _Gal_. See if my Coach be ready.[_Ex_. CIos._Wild_. Whether are you janting now?L. _Gal_. Where you dare not wait on me, to your Uncle's to Supper. _Wild_. That Uncle of mine pimps for all the Sparks of his Party; T
- 199 Sir _Tim_. Alas, poor Soul! Lady, I beg your Pardon. How soft-hearted she is! I am in love; I find already a kind of tickling of I know not what, run frisking through my Veins. [_Aside_._Bet_. Ay, Sir, the good Alderman has been dead this twelve-month jus
- 200 Sir _Tim_. Yes, yes, Madam, there are honest, discreet, religious, and true Protestant Knights in the City, that wou'd be proud to dignify and distinguish so worthy a Gentlewoman.[Bowing and smiling._Bet_. Look to your hits, and take fortune by the f