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Show 4 Sir Harry Wildair 3 being Fire. Wliy then, Brother, the Devil take all your Acquaintance. You were fo rally'd, fo torn! there were a hundred Ranks of fneering white Teeth drawn upon your Misfortunes at once ; which fo mangl'd your Wife's Reputation, that fhe can never patch up her Honour while fhe lives. Stand. A n d their Teeth were very white, you lay. Fire. Very white! Blood, Sir, I fay, they mangl'd your Wife's Reputation. Stand. And I fay, That if they touch m y Wife's Reputation with nothing but their Teeth, her Honour will befafe enough. Fire. Then you wo'n't hear it. Stand. Not a Syllable. Liftning after Slander, is laying Nets for Serpents, which, when you have caught, will tting you to Death : Let 'em fpit their V e n o m among themfelves, and it hurts no body. Fire. Lord! Lord ! H o w Cuckoldom and Contentment go together! Fye, fye, Sir ! confider you have been a Soldier, dignify'd by a Noble Poft ; diftinguifh'd by brave Actions, an Honour to your Nation, and a Terror to your Enemies. Hell! That a M a n who has ftorm'd Namure, fhou'd become the Jeft of a Coffee-Table The whole Houfe was clearly taken up with the two important Queftions, Whether the Coll. was a Cuckold ? or Kid a Pyrate ? Stand. This I cannot bear. (Afide. Fire. Ay, (fays a fneering Coxcomb) the Coll. has made his Fortune with a witnefs; he has fecur'd himfelf a good Eftate in this Life , and a Reverfion in the World to come. Then (replies ano'her) I prefume he's oblig'd to your Lordfhip's Bounty for the latter part of the Settlement. There are others (fays a third) that have play'd with m y Lady Lurewell at Picket, befides m y Lord; I have Capotted her m y felf two or three times in an Evening. Stand. O Matrimonial Patience, affift m e ! Fire. Matrimonial Patience! MatrimonialPeftilence! ' Shake off thefe drowzy Chains that fetter your Refentment?. If your Wife has wrong'd ye, pack her off, and let her Per-fon be as publick as her Character : If fhe be honeft, revenge her Quarrel. • I can flay no longer: This is m y Hour of Attendance at the Navy-Office ; I'll come and Dine with you; in the mean time,Revenge; think on't. (Exit. Fireball. Stand. [5fckr.] H o w eafie is it to give Advice, and how difficult to obferve it ! If your Wife has wrong'd ye, pack her off. Ay, but how ? The Gofpel drives the Matrimonial Nail, and the L a w clinches it fo very hard, that to draw itw aogua'idn |