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Show 44 The Conftant Couple. Par. Yes, yes. Madam; one of your Ladyfhip's Footmen gave it to him in the Park, and he told the Bearer, with all Tranfports of Joy, that he wou'd be punctual to a Minute. Lure. Thus moft Villains, fometime or other, are punctual to their Ruine ; and Hypocrifie, by impofing on the World, at laft deceives it felf. Are all things prepar'd for his Reception ? Par. Exactl/ to your Ladyfhip's Order, the Alderman too is juft come, drefs'd and cook'd up for Iniquity. Lure. Then he has got Woman's Cloaths on. Par. Yes, Madam, and has pafs'd upon the Family for your Nurfe. Lure. Convey him into that Clofet, and put out the Candles, and tell him, I'll wait on him prefently. (As Parly goes to put out the Candle, fome-body knocks. Lure. This muft be fome Clown without Manners, or a Gentleman above Ceremony. Who's there ? Wild. Sings. Thus Damon knock'd at Celia'j Door, He figh'd, and begd, and wept, and fwore, The Sign was fo, [knocks.] She anfwer d, No [knocks thrice.] No, no, no. Again he fighd, again he prayd, No, Damon, no, I am afraid, Confider, Damon, I'm a Maid, Confider, No, Tm a Maid. No, &c. At laft his Sighs and Tears made way, She rofe, and foftly turn d the Key, Come in, faid fhe, but do not ft ay, I may conclude Tou mil be rude, But if you are, you may. Enters. (Exit Parly. Lure. 'Tis too early for Serenading, Sir Harry. Wild. Wherefoever Love is, there Mufick is proper, there's an |
