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Show The Conftant Couple. 5 Stand. A Bonfire! Thou dry, wither'd, ill Nature; had not thefe brave Fellows Swords defended you, your Houfe had been a Bonfire e're this about your Ears Did we not venture our Lives, Sir ? Smug. And did not w e pay you for your Lives, Sir ? • Venture your Lives! I'm lure we ventur'd our Money, and that's Life and Suul to m e Sir, we'll maintain you no longer. Stand. Then your Wives fhall, old Acleon: There are five and thirty ftrapping Officers gone this Morning to live upon free Quarter in the City. Smug. O Lord ! O Lord 1 I fhall have a Son within thefe ninth Months born with a Leading Staff in his hand Sir, you are Stand. What, Sir ? Smug. Sir, I fav that you are Stand, What, Sir? Smug. Disbanded, Sir, that's all 1 fee m y Lawyer yonder. (Exit. Viz,. Sir, I'm very forry for your Misfortune. Stand. W h y fo ? I don't come to borrow Money of you; if you're m y Friend, meet m e this Evening at the Rummer, I'll pay m y W a y , drink a Health to m y King, Profperity to m y Country; and away for Hungary to Morrow Morning. Viz,. What! You won't leave us ? Stand. What ! A Soldier ftay here ! To look like an old pair of Colours in Weflminfter-Hall, ragged and rufty! N o, no 1 met Yefterday a broken Lieutenant, he was alham'd to o w n that he wanted a Dinner, but beg'd Eighteen-pence of me to buy a new Sheath for his Sword. Viz,. O, but you have good Friend?, Colonel! Stand. O, very good Friends! M y Father's a Lord, and my elder Brother a Beau. Viz,. But your Country may perhaps want your Sword agen. Stand. Nay, for that matter, let but a fingle D r u m beat up for Volunteers between Ludgate and Charing-Crofs, and I fhall undoubtedly hear it at the Walls of Buda. Viz,. Come, come, Colonel, there are ways of making your Fortune at home Make your AddrcfTes to the Fair, yoivre a M a n of Honour and Courage, Stand. Ay, m y Courage is like to do m e wondrous Service with the Fair : This pretty crofs Cut over m y Eye will attract a Dutchefs 1 waGrr4a nt 'twill be a mighty Gratc0e |