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Show o boooy ‘l* Sylv. I"ll {weax, Sir, T am mightilT y obli. ged to.you and fo is.Mr. Conrtin D ha, ' ha, Tha 4 -‘"‘pafled(} Lucr Tothe Wigg VY et 19 e iy| :L {OU & 4 0 0¢r h‘i'ilmfi‘ 5 a'" ':{.‘" . N\ " "1 ma W ' h MO tha shs (Wulg x.‘.ll Wi 'L L VN AAAAA 1a "- s L 01 -‘ Wi M;-. Conrtine ! Take notice, Madam Lucr d N4ve at ne m L Sylv Lucr Sylv Tak Sylv Lucr Sylv Luer Treceive that Expreflion as kind Only you how I love you Eleven's a late HoutNot too late Indeed this, and.my Word for it Fye, how you ufe me, when you mean to forget me Hufh, no more; Company's coming Eléven Ten if you are kind enough Well faid, my chaft Sex LK{{TL' bfi" Enter Porcia - Porcia, Oh Coulfin, art thou come! Thou art the welcomelt Creature o the Earth ; I have expected theealmoft to defpair for thefe three Hours. Oh Sir! your Servant Lucr. 1am here, Madam, in order to your Commands Sylv. Her Commands Porcia," Oh, Coufin the prettielt beft natur'd Youth He is {fomething re lated te usa great way off; anl by that means has the privilege of Vifiting without offence to my jealous Brother in Law, and Tyrannical Guardian. Hav you contriv'd that bufinefs Lucr. Madam, it isdone Sylv. Bus'nefs ! What Bus'nefs, Coufin Lord, Coufin, you feem concern'd at it Forcia.. Ul] tell thee: Seeing my felf here confin'd to the Rules and Limit of a very Prifon,I have refolv'd to put as good a facé upon the matter as it wil bear, and make my misfortunc as cafieasI can. Wherefore, fora little prefen diverfion,I have contrived a Letter inan unknown name,by this young Agen here, and convey'd it to thylewd Husband, with another in'my own 10 Beasgards and fent for thee, my Dear, tofharein the pleafure of the Confequence Sylv. Ha, ha ha! But what will be this Confequence CouiEn: Porcia. Twenty to one but it occafions fome new Alarm, and Diverti{emen to my Jaylourss who are {o very capricious, thely' would fancy a Rat bch;;; "f Sylv. Between Ten and Eleven does the Moon fhine Lucr. Asbright as any thing but your felf Sylv. But you'll tell, young Gentleman t:,l' 31 Key that opens into the Fields : THe Moon fhines too ly-as it you had called him whatI with him: for, prett one, if my Intelligence be true, he lives with your Ladyfhip as much like Mr. Conrtine, as muc like-a Gentleman-Sylv, Sir . Lucr. Madam Sylv. Oh Gaud ! he's very handfom Lucr, Shall we walk in thefe Gardens anon, for T have the privileg of ‘ " 8ttt Congy | def pnedk e "Hig §5 n % Co rt nd vo ‘1%‘~'ft\rr¢ns\\1fe ortier s Fortune | 1 -- he Mate |