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Show The Twin-Rivals. 25 'em, till this moment. My Brother! What is Brother? W e are all lb; and the firft two were Enemies. He Hands before m e in the Road of Life to rob m e of m y Pleafures. My fenfes, form'd by Nature for Delight, are all alarm'd. My Sight, m y Hearing, Tafte, and Touch, call loudly on me for their Objects, and they fhall be fatisfy'd. [Exit. The End of the Second A C T. ; ACT III. SCENE, A Levee. Young Wou'dbe dr effing, and fever al Gentlemen whifpering him by titrns. Y.W. CTJrely, the greateft Ornament of Quality is a cleart and a numerous Levee; fuch a croud of Attendance for the cheap Reward of Words and Promifes, diftinguilhes the Nobility from thofe that pay Wages to their Servants. [A Gentleman whifpers.] Sir, I fhall fpeak to the Comrailfioners, and ufe all m y Intereft, I can affure you, Sir. [Another whifpers.] Sir, I fhall meet fome of your Board this Evening; let me fee you to morrow. [A Third whifpers.] Sir, I'll confider of it. That Fellow's Breath ftinks of Tobacco. [Afde.] O, Mr. Comick, your Servant. Com. M y Lord, I wifh you Joy; I have fomething to (how. your Lordfhip. T. W. What is it, pray, Sir ? Com. I have an Elegy upon the dead Lord, and a Panegy-rick upon the living one: In utrumquc paratm, m y Lord. Y. W. Ha, ha, very pretty, Mr. Comick. - But pray, Mr. Comick, why don't you write Plays; it wou'd give one an opportunity of ferving you. Com. M y Lord, I have writ one. T. W. W a s it ever Acted ? Com. N o , m y Lord; but it has been a rehearfing thefe three Years and a half. x 2 r.w. |
