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Show jr* The Conftant Couple. Clin.jun. Ay, ay, to my Sorrow. Clin. fen. N o matter for that, he is dead, and a m not I a young pouder'd extravagant EnglijhHeir? Clin.jun. Very right, Sir. ' Clin. fen. W h y then, Sir, you may be fure that I a m going to the Jubilee, Sir. Clin. jun. Jubilee! What's that ? Clin. fen. Jubilee! W h y the Jubilee is faith I don't know what it is. Dick. W h y the Jubilee is the fame thing with our Lord Mayors Day in the City ; there will be Pageants, and Squibs, and Rary Shows, and all that, Sir. Clin.jun. And muft you go fo foon, Brother ? Clin. Jen. Yes, Sir ; for I muft ftay a Month in Amfterdam, to fludy Poetry. Clin. jun. Then I fuppofe, Brother, you travel through Mufcovy to learn Fafhions, don't you, Brother ? Clin.fen. Brother! Prithee Robin don't call m e Brother; Sir will do every jot as well. Clin.jun. O JupiterAmmon! W h y fo ? Clin. fen. Becaufe People will imagine that you have a fpight at me But have you feen your Coufin Angelica yet, and her Mother the Lady Darling * Clin. jun. No, m y Dancing-Mafter has not been with me yet: H o w fhall I falute them, Brother ? Clin. fen. Pfhaw, that's eafie, 'tis only two Scrapes, aKifs, and your humble Servant; I'll tell you more when I come from the Jubilee. C o m e along, (Exeunt. SCENE, Lady Darling'* Houfe. Enter Wildair with a Letter. Wild.T IK E Light and Heat incorporate we lay, •L/ We blefi the Night and cur ft the coming Day. Well, if this Paper-kite flies fure, I'm fecure of my Game - - H u m p h ! The prettieft Bordel 1 have feen, a very ftately genteel one (Footmen crofs the Stage.j Hey day 1 Equipage too! N o w for a B a w d by the Curtefy, and a Whore with a Coat of Arms 'Sdeath, I'm afraid I've miftaken the Houfe. Enter Lady Darling. No, this muft be the Bawd by her Bulk. Darl. Your Bufinefs, pray Sir? Wild. Pleafure, Madam. Varl. |