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Show 204 sir Martin Marr-all: Or, ~Mo°i}. But my Daughter loves ferious Play,. Wsr. ThevareTrazi-CometoS>r,,fo. both. £ j « J . iUve hear! her fay Ihe loves noue b,, 1 raged,.. ^•^y'^o^^'oSi^'ouii-riaw her in your life before. & % ? X ! not a t C ^ r ^ , in the Cathedral Church there ? This is the impudentett Rafcal- &^Ah Lord"what have I done! as I hope to be fav'd, Sir, it was be Sfi bought he would be difcover'd for a Wit: this'tis to over-acWs bloody. Comeawiy, Daughter, M^^S "L^^^^w* me ri°' wh rrknr yo ? ur l00ks goto the hear o mc ? what have I done befides a little / # * /«*«<? HKaw Why, who fays you liave done any thing ? y'are a meer Innocent. Sir X " ' As the Child that's to be born, in m y intentions; if I know how I have offended m y felf any more than in one word Warn But don't follow me however-I have nothing to fay to you. Sir Mart I'll follow you to the Worlds end, till you forgive me. Warn. l\m refolv'd to lead you a Dance then [Exit r. Sir Mart. The Rogue has no mercy in him, but I muft molhho. m m AV ith ^nl'r La. Dupe. Truly my little Coufin's the apteft Scholar and takes out Love's Leffons fo exadly, that I joy to fee it: fhe has got already the Bond of T w o thoufand Pounds feal'd for her Portion, which I keep for her ; a pretty good beginning : 'tis true, I believe he has enjoy'd her, and fo let him: Mark Anthony weed not at To dear a price. To her Chriftian. 0 Madam ! I fear I am breeding ! La. Dupe. A faking Wench! but 'tis no matter; have you tpld any Body ? Chr. I have been venturing upon your Foundation, a little to duTemble. Tz.Dupe. That's a good Child, I hope it will thrive with thee, as it has with me • Heaven has a Bleffing in ftore upon our Endeavours, Chr. I feign'd m y felf tick, and kept m y Bed ; m y Lord he came to Vifit me, aid in the end, I difclos'd it to him in the faddeft Paffion. hx.Dupe. This frighted him, I hope, intoaftudy how to cloak your chfgrace, left it fhould have vent to his Lady. Chr. 'Tis true ; but all the while I fubt'ly drove it, that he fhould name you to me, as the fitteftlnftrument of the Concealment; but how to break it to you, ftrangely does perplex him : he has been fecking you all o'er the Houfe ; therefore I'll leave your Ladyfhip ; for fear w e fhould be feen together. [Exit. La. Dupe. N o w I muft play my part; Nature, in Women, teaches more than Art. Enter Lord. Lord. Madam, I have a Secret to impart; A fad one too, and have no Friend to truft but only you. I a. Dupe. Your Lady, or your Children tick ? Lord. Not that I know. . Dupe. You feem to be in health. Lord. In Body, not in Mind. La. Dupe. Some Scruple of Confcience, I warrant; m y Chaplain fhall re-folve you. Lord. Madam, m y Soul's tormented. La. Dupe. O take heed of Defpair, m y Lord ! Lord. Madam, there's no Medicine for this Sicknefs, but only you ; your Friendfhip's my fafe Haven, elfe I am loft and Shipwrack'd. La. Dupe. Pray tell me what it is. Lord. Could I exprefs it by fad Sighs and Groans, Or drown it with my felf in Seas of Tears, I fhould be happy, would, and would not tell. La. Dupe. Command whatever I can ferve you in, I will be faithful ftill to all your ends, provided they be juft and vcrtuous. Lord. The Feign d Innocence. 201 Lord. That word has ftopt me. La. Dupe. Speak out, my Lord, and boldly tell what 'tis. Lord. Then, in Obedience to your Commands, your Coufin is with Child La. Dupe. Which Coufin? Lord. Your Coufin Chriftian here i' the Houfe. La. Dupe. Alas', then flic has ftollen a Marriage, and undone her . Some young Fellow, on m y Confcience, that's a Beggar! Youth will not be advis'd ; well, I'll never meddle more with Girls; One is no more aiTur'd of'em than Grooms of Mules, They'll ftrike when leaft one thinks on't: But pray your Lordfhip, what is her choice then tor an Husband t Lord She is not Married that I know of, Madam. La Dupe. Not M ! 'tis impotfible, the Girl does fure abufe you. I know l4r Education has been fuch, the Flefh could not prevail; therefore fhe *SSt^A«ymi longer, fhe is with Child, and I the unfortu-nate Man, who did this moft unlucky Aa. I beg it here upon my Knees. fje faints arvaJt La Dupe. Oh, oh, oh . , , 1 11 Lord. Who's 'there? who's there? Help,.belt^* Enter two Women, Rote, reneiope. l Worn. O merciful God, m y Lady's gone! 2 Worn. Whither? x Worn. To Heaven, God knows, to Heaven Wt Wm Now all the good Folks of Heaven look down upon her. SK S^MWhwS. a Dagger, or a Key ; pour, pour; Where's the KuL She ft'-, fhe revives, mereiful to us all; what a thing was this! fpeak, Lady, fpeak. ^ . X ^ / t o S How came this Fit? Lord. With Sorrow, Madam. t]m_ ^jffi&3sxuam>&i I pray, for fear ofthe worft. . f k few W o r d s to vou. and then to Bed neater my ,mv Reward ? Had you none to Cws how I have *"*£»£},£? *££&£?«*««• «*- abufe but m e in that unfortunate fond G. ^ tna y ^ me m y Life? Thiswas not Loveto her, butan invetei xfums ^;// Oh, oil Lord- Help, help, help. ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ . xwm. Thisfitwill carry her: Alafi! It is a Letehery! ; J & ^ u ^ e ' c S ' y O y l o f Rofemary: Holdhertip, andg.vehct A V Feel whether flreBreatheswith your Haud before her *»*. La. Dupe. Enough; fo, tis wen |