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Show $2 The Wild Gallant. Lov. Thou fhalt not want fo long as Hive: Look, here's five Pieces, of Cordial Gold to comfort thy Heart with, I w o n it ev'n n o w of M r . Juftice; and I dare fay he thinks it will beftow'd. Trice. M y Money's gone to very Pious ufes. L. Dulake, fLayingher hand on Lovely's Head.) Son Loveby, I knew thy Father well; and thy Grandfather before him; Fathers they were both to m e ; and I could Weep for Joy to fee h o w thou tak'ft after them. (Weeping again.) I wifh it lay in m y Power too, to gratifiethis worthy Juftice in m y Vocation. Trice. 'Faith I doubt I a m paft that noble Sin. Lov. Prithee good Magiftrate drink to her, and wipe Sorrow from her Eyes. Trice. Right Reverend, m y Service to you in Canary. [She Drinks after him) and ft ays at half-Glafs. L. Dulake. 'Tis a great way to the Bottom; but Heaven is All-fufficient to givemeftrengthforit:. {Drinks it up.) W h y God's Bleffing on your Heart, Son Trice. I hope 'tis no offence to call you Son: H e m , hem ! Son Loveby, I think m y Son Trice and I are much ofthe fame Years: let m e fee, Son, if Nature be utterly extinct in you: Are you ticklifh, Son Trice ? [Tickles him. Trice. Are you Ticklifh Mother Dulake. [Tickles her fide;. [She falls off her Chair; he falls off his to her ; they roll one over the other. Lov. I would have ail London n o w fhow m e fuch another fight of kindnefs in Old Age: fX^6) help ea£h other up. Come, a Dance, a dance ; call for your Clerk, Juftice, he fhall make one in fign of Amity : [Strike up Ftdlers. [They Dance a round Dance, and Sing the Tune. Enter Ifabelle and Conftance. Ifa. Are you at that Sport, 1'faith? Have among you blind Harpers. [She falls into the Dance. [At the Dance's ending, Loveby fees Conftance. Trice. Is fhe come / A Pox of all honeft W o m e n at fuch a time! Lov. If fhe knows w h o thefe are, by this Light /am undone. Con. Oh Servant, I come to mind you of your Promife ; come, produce m y hundred Pounds; the times out I fet you. Love. Not till dark Night upon m y Reputation: I have not yet fpoke with the Gentleman in the black Pantaloons ; you know hefeldom Walks abroad by Daylight : Dear Madam, let m e wait you to your Coach, and if I bring it not within this hour, difeard m e utterly. Con. You muft give m e leave to Salute the Company : What are they ? Lov. Perfons of Quality of m y Acquaintance: But, I'll make your cxcufe to u'm. Con. Nay, ifthey are Perfons of Quality, I fhall be rude to part from 'um fo abruptly. Lov. W h y fo ! The Devil ow'd m e a fhame ; and n o w he has paid me. I muft prefent 'um what e'er come on't. {Afide.) • This, Madam, is m y Lady Du Lake The Lady Spring-Well The Lady Hoyden.fShe and Ifabelle Salute 'um. Ifa. What* a Whiff was there came from m y Lady Hoyden\ And, what a Gar-lick Breath m y Lady Spring-Well had ? Trice. Ha, ha, ha, ha. Lov. D o not betray m e , Juftice; if you do Ifa. Oh, Are you thereabouts, Sir; then I fmell a Rat Ifaith ; but I'll fay nothing. Con. Ladies, I a m an humble Servant to you all : And account it m y happinefs to have met with fo good Company, at m y Coufin Trices. Trice. Ha, ha, ha. L Dulake. Are thefe two Ladies of your Acquaintance Son Loveby ? Lov. Son quoth a! A Pox of our Relation [Afide. L. Dulake. I fhall be glad to be better known to your Ladifhips. Con. You too much honour your Servants, Madam. Ifa. H o w Loveby fidgcs up and down: In what pain he is.' Well, if thefe be not the)' they call Whores, I'll be hanged,though I never faw one before : [Afide. Lov. Will your Ladifhip pleafe fo go, M a d a m? Con. I muft beg the favour of thefe Ladies firft, that I may know their Lodg ing, and wait of 'em. L. Dulake. It will be Con. I beg your Ladifh oiupr's D Puatryd otno, p aMy aoudr aRemf-pe-c ts firft to your LadiLfh.i Dpu.l ake, The Wild Gallant. ..... ,. b D"Uke' J o u r Ladiftrip fhall excufeus, Madam- Ifa. Trice. Ha, ha, ha .' Lov. A h devil grin you- 53 [Afide. [Exit Trice. m Trice I muft go out, and Laugh m v Belly-ful. Con. Whereabouts is that Lane, Servant * for^fear-h' ^^ J kll0w »ot that P^^ 0M1'Town-Lord, how I fweat CTiA " x yn'*S' *?ndaT' Where' l kfeech your Ladifhip. ^ A u n ? A°gMd- Bfh, Xardl and'c Plcafe ™ r Ladiflup. • yLWh. And mine in,Sodom, fo like your Ladifhip Con. H o w L ^ ! I did not think you would have us'd m e thus? Lov. I befeech your Lad.flup but hear m y Juftifieation as I lead you Jt^£ YiT^- *W : Pl^ue had J%%^t%%i!^ name but Sodom, and Luknor's-hm for Lodgings ' ' nnh^'Iate' ¥?YPre,Td,'Cear!fen°m h' uPonmy honourSon ****?°Vmiftake and not intended you : I thought fhe defir'd to have been admitted ofthe Quality Lov. I was curft when I had firft to do with you h£SS S L. Dulake. Well, I thank Heaven, that has indued m e with fuch patience. T Tl , -. , . , fExexnt all but Lovvbv and bis }]oy. Lov I have made a fair hand on't to day both loft m y Miftrefs, and hear no N e w s from m y Friend below: ,)rk] frowns upon m c d the Dcv:, and Miftrefs have forfaken m e : M y Godfathers and Godmothers have proimfed weft tor m e : Inftead ot renounci rn, they haverenounc'd mt Boy Sir I & nftanct fmilc as fhe went out: I am consent fhe's angry but from the Teeth outwards; you might eafilymake fair Weather with her, if you could get the Money vou promis'd her, but there's the Devil. , Lov. Where is he Boy? fhew m e him quickly. . Boy. Marry God bids us! I mean Sir, there's the difficulty. Lov. Damn'd Rogue to put m c in hope fo • Enter Bibber A (rend. Lov. Udsfo, look where iitbber is: Vou I think on't, he offer'd me a Bag of forty Pounds, and the Leafe of his Houfe Yeftcrdiv: but that's his Pocky humour, When I have Money and do not ask him, he will offer it; but when I ask him he will not lend a farthing Turn this way, Sirrah, and make as though w e did not fee him- Bib. Our Gentleman I think a talking with his Boy there '- Lov. You underftand me Boy. I Warrant you Sir. Lov. N o N e w s yet / What an unlucky Rafcal 'tis / If the Rogue fhould hereafter be redue'd to the Raiment of his own Shreds, I fhould not pity him Bib. How's this / Lov. N o w is this Rafcal hunting after Jeffs, to make himfelf the greateft to all that know him. Bib. This muft be mc. Boy. I can hear neith tr Tydings of him: I have fearch'd him in his haunts ; among his Creditors; and in all Companies where they are like to break the leaft Jeft. I have vifited the Coftee-Houfes for him; but among all the N e ws there, I heard none of. him. [Bid. Good ifaith. Lov. Where's the Warrant, I'll put in m y o w n Name, fince I cannot find him. Boy. Sir, I gave it a Scrivener at next Door becaufe / could not write, to fill up the blank place with Mr. Bibber's Name. Lov. What an unlucky Vermin 'tis; now for an ioo /. could / have gratified him with a Waiters Place at Cuitorh-Houfie, that had been worth to him an ioo /. aryearupon the Nail. Bib. Could you fo, could you fo Sir ? Give m e your hand, and / thank you Heartily Mr. Loveby. wifLho v/. h aAdr th atdhe rthee, Mhoonneefty Wfiolrt d?i eFea.i th 'tis not worth thy thanks till it be donBei:b */ |