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Show 56 The Conftant Couple. the Hiftory of my Travels thro' Holborn to Tyburn, The laft and dying Speech of Beau Clincher, that wat going to the Jubilee. Come, a Half-penny apiece. A fad Sound, a fad Sound, faith. 'Lis one W a y to have a M a n s Death make a great Noife in the World. Enter Smuggler and Gaoler. Smug. Well, Friend, I have told you who I a m : So fend thefe Letters i nto Thames ftreet, as directed; they are to Gentlemen that will bail me. [Ex. Gaoler.] Eh ! this Newgate is a very populous Place : Here's Robbery and Repentance in every C o m e r . - - Well, Friend, what are you? a Cut-throat, or a Bum-Bailiff? CUn. W h a t are you , Miftrifs? a Bawd, or a Witch? Hearkee, if you are a Witch, d'ye fee, I'll give you a hundred Pounds to mount me on a Broom-ftaff, and whip me away to the Jubilee. Smug. The Jubilee \ O, you young Rake-hell, what brought you here ? Clin. Ah, you old Rogue, what brought you here, if you go to that ? Smug. I knew, Sir, what your Powdering, your Prinking, your Dancing, ;*nd your Frisking, wou'd come to. Clin. And 1 knew what your Cozening, your Extortion, and your Smugling, wou'd come to. Smug. Ay, Sir, you muft break your Indentures, and run to the Devil in a full Bottom Wig, muft you ? Gin. Ay, Sir, and you muft put off your Gravity, and run to the Devil in Petticoats j You defign to fwing in Maf-querade, Matter, d'ye? Smug. Ay, you muft go to Plays too, Sirrah : Lord, Lord! What Bufinefs has a Prentice at a Play-houfe, unlefs it be to hear his Mafter made a Cuckold, and his Miftrifs a Whore ? 'Tis ten to one now, but fome malicious Poet has m y Character upon the Stage within this Month : 'Tis a hard matter now, that an honeft fober M a n can't fin in private for this plaguy Stage. I gave an honeft Gentleman five Guineas my felf towards writing a Book againft it; And it has done no good, w e fee. Gin. Well, well,Mafter, take Courage; our Comfort is,we have liv'd together, and fhall die together, only with this difference, that I have liv'd like a Fool, and fhall die like a Knave; and you have liv'd like a Knave, and fhall die like a Fool. andS mluhga.ll N goet, oSuitrr iamhm!e Idi haatveel yf,e nta na dM effhfaelnlg beer ufporo nm yy oCulro aJtuhrbsyy, |
