| OCR Text |
Show the Sequel of the Trip to the Jubilee. 27 Gin. Yes, a fine Lady, Colonel, a very fine Lady. Come, no Ceremony, good Captain. {Exeunt Fireball and Clincher. Stand. Well, Mis. Parley, how go the reft of our Affairs? Par. W h y , worfe and worfe, Sir; here's more Mifchief ftill, more Branches a fprouting. Stand. O f whofe planting, pray ? _ Par. W h y , that impudent young Rsgue, Sir Harry Wild-air's Brother has commenc'd his Suit, and fce'd Council already. Look here, Sir, two Pieces, for which, by Article, I a m to receive four. Stand. 'Tis a hard Cafe now, that a M a n muft give four Guineas for the good News of his Dilhonour. Some Men throw away their Money in debauching other Mens Wives, and I lay out mine to keep m y own honeft : But this is making a Man's Fortune ! WTell} Child, there's your Pay; and I expect, when I come back, a true Account how the Bufinefs goes on. Par. But fuppofe the Bus'nefs be done before you come back? Stand. No, no ; fhe han't feen him yet; and her Pride will preferve her againft the firft Affaults. Befides, I fhan't flay. (Exeunt Coil, and Par, SCENE changes to another Room in the fame Hoftfr. Enter Wildair and Lurewell. Lure. Well now, S11 Harry, this Book you gave m e ! As I hope to breathe I think 'tis the beft penn'd Piece I have feen a great while. I don't know any of our Authors have writ in fo florid and genteel a Style. Wild. U p o n the Subject, M a d a m , I dare affirm there is nothing extant more moving. • Look ye, M a d a m , I am an Author rich in Exprefllons; the needy Poets of the Age m a y fill their Works with Rhapfodies of Flames and Darts, their barren Sighs and Tears, their fpeaking Looks and ama-rous Vows, that might in Goer's time, perhaps, havepafs'd for Love ; but now 'tis only fuch as I can touch that noble Paflion, and by the true, perfuafive Eloquence, turn'd in the moving Stile of Louis-d'Ors, can raife the ravilh'd Female to a Rapture. In fhort, M a d a m , I'll match Cowley in Soft-nefs, o'er-top Milton in Sublime, banter Cicero in Eloquence, and Dr. Swan in Quibbling, by the help of that moft ingenious Society, cali'd the Bank No f E4n gland. £">*• |
