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Show Epfom Wells fi&tlon, thfifi Ol Pr()')e&, \'C (aLnIfC thonou ) One f) Ihfimk‘; Ex \arns 10ipete ‘ A 1NRl LCLY MILtagen ( \',- P OUd [C FL.‘. MUY, 12 onel roh - M L 7T Falkas hntT 1\3.'\61 OuL [ A fit for young Ladies that love reputation; but hope my Cou fin is not fo intimate with Rains, as you are w dam Caro. I intimate with him! what mean you Wood. You are pleafant, Madams I mean ( e does not mee him alone, as you do Bezi/ Caro. Had he the impudence to fay. this little honour to believe the words of2 va n idle fellow Wood. But I muft believe my eyes : di him mask'd> and fpeak to you, by the f me token you fell int a fwound at the furprize Caro. You are mad, Sir, or would mak me fo \dermiae B l Wood. To (hew you I am not mad, there wrote to Bewil Caro. That [ wrote? Heaven! Lucizdo yo {ters of men our ill fate, or your worf Condu& have throw us upon? Let's in and read this Note. Lucia. How am [ amazed Wood All this confidence won't clear her with e 5. I'know W.oman-kind too well - t0at you W ,,nyrev 6 [Exennt. Enter Rains anzd Bevil 1 1 u Rains Lucia and Carolina are {lipt into the Houfe or {om Arbour, I {ec a Hackney Coach, for they refo v'd not to brin their own Bev. Death, that we lewd young fellows thou'd b thus3 I ne're had any Love yet, that I coul not fatisfie wit Gold, or wath away with Burgundy; but to be conten to leav al the numerous Ladiesofthe Gamein Lowdon, tortw that on my confcience are foolifbly honelft Rains. But by your leave, Bevil, London is overftock'd wi h Wenches, that like too many Hares in a Hare-Warren, crofs our hunting; and we can make no work on't; the di ficulty of finding is one part of the Game Bev. I love thefe Women the more, for declaring ag inf Fools, contrary to moft of their Sex Rains. 1hate awoman that's in love with a fulfom C xcomb fll € |