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Show The Beaux Stratagem. 37 Count. Begar, Madam, your Vertue be vera great, but Garzoon, your Honefte be vera little. Enter Dorinda. Mrs. Sull. Nay, now you're angry, Sir. Count. Angry ! Fair Dorinda [Sings Dorinda the Opera Tune", and addreffes to Dorinda.] Madam, when your Ladylhip want a Fool, lend for me, fair Dorinda, Revenge, &c. (Exit. Mrs. Sull. There goes the true Humour of his Nation, Re-fentment with good Manners, and the height of Anger in a Song. Well, Sifter, you muft be Judge, for you have heard the Trial. Dor. And I bring in m y Brother guilty.1 Mrs. Sull. But I muft bear the Punifhment Tis hard, Sifter. Dor. I o w n it but you muft have Patience. Mis.Sull. Patience! The Cant of Cuftom Providence fends no Evil without a Remedy fhou'd I lie groaning under a Yoke I can fhake oft', I were acceftary to m y Ruin, and m y Patience were no better than felf-Murder. Dor. But how can you fhake off the Yoke Your Divi-fions don't come within the Reach of the L a w for a Divorce. Mrs. Sull. L a w ! What L a w can fearch into the remote Abyfs of Nature, what Evidence can prove the unaccountable Difaffections of Wedlock Can a Jury fum up the endlefs Averfions that are Yooted in our Souls, or can a Bench give Judgment upon Antipathies. Dor. They never pretended, Sifter, they never meddle, but in cafe of Uncleannefs. Mrs.«S«//. Uncleannefs! O Sifter! Cafual Violation is a tranfient Injury, and may poffibly be repair'd, but can radical Hatreds be ever reconci I'd? No, no, Sifter, Nature is the firft Law-giver, and when fhe has fet Tempers oppofite, not all the golden Links of Wedlock, nor Iron Manacles of L a w can keep 'em faft. Wedlock we own ordain d by Heavens Decree, But fuch as Heaven ordain d it firfi to be, Concurring Tempers in the Alan and Wife As mutual Helps to draw the Load of Life. View all the Works of Providence above, The Stars with Harmony and Concord move; H h * Vu* |