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Show The Conftant Couple. 59 Dar. And do you laugh, Wretch ? Clin. Laugh! ha, ha, ha, let me fee e'er a younger Brother in England that won't laugh at fuch a Jeft. Ang. You appear'd a very fober pious Gentleman fome Hours ago. Clin. Pfhaw, I was a Fool then: But now, Madam, I m a Wit: I can rake now. As for your part, Madam, you might have had me once : But now, Madam, if you fhou'd chance fall to eating Chalk, or gnawing the Sheets, 'tis none of my fault Now, Madam 1 have got an Eftate, and I muft go to the Jubilee. Enter CVmcheijenior in a Blanket. Gin. fen. Muft you fo, Rogue, muft ye? You will go to the Jubilee, will you ? Clin.jun. A Ghoft, a Ghoft! Send for the Dean and Chapter prefently. Clin. fen. A Ghoft! N o , no, Sirrah, I'm an Elder Brother; Rogue. Clin.jun. I don't care a Farthing for that; I'm fure you're Dead in Law. Clin. fen. W h y fo, Sirrah, why fo ? Clin.jun. Becaufe, Sir, I can get a Fellow to fwear he knock'd out your Brains. Wild. A n odd way of fwearing a M a n out of his Life ! Clin.jun. Smell him, Gendemen, he has a deadly Scent about him, Gin. fen. Truly the Apprehenfions of Death may have made me favour a little-. O Lord, the Colonel! The Apprehenfion of him may make me favour worfe, I'm afraid. Clin. jun. In fhort, Sir, were you a Ghoft, or Brother, or Devil, I will go to the Jubilee, by Jupiter Ammon. Stand. Go to the Jubilee! Go to the Bear-Garden the Travel of fuch Fools as you doubly injure our Country, you expofe our Native Follies which ridicules us among Strangers, and return fraught only with their Vices, which you vend here for fafhionable Gallantry; a Travelling Fool is as dangerous as a Home-bred Villain Get you to your Native Plough and Cart, converfe with Animals, like your felves, Sheen and Oxen; Men are Creatures you don't underftand. Wild. Let 'em alone, Colonel, their Folly will be now diverting. Come, Gentlemen, we'll dilpute this Point fome other time, I hear fome Fiddles tuning; let's hear how they can entertain us: Be pleas'd to fit. I Here |
