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Show 1 z5*< Sir ANTONY L O V E : Or, you'll continue it, with m y Neice Chariot: As for V+ lent he and Floriante. they have had their Frisk in a Corn-. er by this time, or he is not the Man I take him for. Ver. When you fell into m y Hands to Night; had I known m y good Fortune, I had improv'd it then: But now I have it, in having you- And happier yet, in having your Confent. Can. You have m y BlelTing both- • Valentine and Floriante at the Door. Abb. You may appear, we're all of a Family now, Coufin-Germans, and Friends Come, here's a Pair that wants your BlefTrng too. Can. I can't deny it now- Rife and be happy. Abb. I have a Bleffmg too f©r you, m y Girls; five thoufand Crowns a piece more than I defign'd you; and a thoufand extraordinary for her w h o brings me the firft Boy; a fcriatt Gratuity, Gentlemen, to keep up your Fancy, and encourage your P.iins, that you mayn't think it unprofitable Labour upon \our Wives. Cm. But w h y in Sir Antony" s Cloaths, Floriante? Where is ihis mad Knight? Flo. Some where in m y Petticoats: But the Count can give ycu the beft Tidings cf him. Ver. I ltfc him with one Sir Gentle Golding; one whom you are beholden to; for familiarly, upon the firft word, he betrayM you, and carry'd m e to feiv.e you. Val. Well, I don't doubt but fhe will give usahandfom Revenge upon him. Can. She? W h o ? [ Val. Sir Antony, Sir; for this Sir Antony, after all, is a Woman. Otmcs. A Woman! ; Abb. Ay, pox take her, fhe is a Woman. Vol. Then I a m free indeed. llf. And I a m happy. Val At leifure I'll tell you all her Story. Enter Sir Gentle with Sir Antony. Sir Gent. N o w I a m fufficiently revengd cflrtj * . and Sir Antony fo* ^ ^ ^ ^ e S ^ g 'cm in their o w n Coin; And d^ppcintea trie u> ^ in marrying Elortmte. The RAMBLING LADY, tfi Omnes.Fhmnte! fiflcfs wi]I out eg^uPon vourgDaughter without faying Grace. Can. Much good may do you, Sir, with yow»n<ie'' vl Ay, ay ; w e muft all wlib you Joy, Sir ; you have a Bleifing fufficient in a good Wif*-j Sir Ant. If you know when you re well. Sir Gent. O deliver m e ! What do 1 fee ! F/ Why you fee your old Mrs. L«cy, in your n e w Lady-wife, w e are all WitneiTes of your owning your Uttnt. I do not own it W hang like aDog drown like a blind Puppy, die and be damn d, but I il be divorc'd from her. Val. That's vour neareft way to a Divorce; llf. And will fave the Trouble of Dotior's Commons. Val. Come, come, I'll put you in a better ; There are old Scores between you and Mrs. Lucy You have made her a Lady indeed, which fhews a grateful Nature in you, and will found well in the Ears of the World. But to fupport her Quality Sir Gent. Her Qualities will fupport that. Val. Out of your two thoufand Pounds a Year, give her a Rent-charge of five hundred, and fhe fhall never trouble you more, net fo much as to be a Godfather to another Man's Child upon her Body, which may other-wife inherit your Acres. Sir Gent. W h y there's the Devil on't again, to Father another Man's Children, when one is not fo much as a-kin to 'em ! Well, any Corapofition to be rid of her ; I find 'tis a BkfTing I muft pay for. Val. Come, come, w e muft have a Dance to all thefe Weddings. rj Dame. Sir Ant. Thus Coxcombs always the beft Husbands prove ; When we are faulty, and begin to rove,^ A fep'rate Maintenance fupplies our Love. Sir Gent. When w e have Miftreffes above our Scnk, W e muft redeem our Perfons with our Peace. |
