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Show Sir Martin Marr-all: Or, ""* T^M^ Warner, Landlord O&ti * *£* » * O, here they cornel * ^ » ^ ^ ™ J & £ £ ; f c * Helignsfora Dance I believe; you are welcome, Mr. Mufick, ftnke up, I'll make one as old as I am. YDJna. ^ e ^ ^ ^ ^ W t h , Frolick, the next turn is mine ; bring two Flute-glaffes, and fome Stools, Ho, we'll have the Ladies Health. ^^ii^Sl£L is, that two Men at a time.arehoifted up when they are above, they name their Ladies, and the reft o the Company d ^ e about them while they drink: this they call the Frolick of the Altitudes. Moody. Some Highlander's Invention, I warrant it. jmjAtll Lord. Gentlemen Maskers, you fhall begin. [1 hey hoift Sir Martin and Warner. Sir John. Name the Ladies. ', .n. AT •> n- i , *r L t Lord. They point to Mrs. Millifent,ana Mrs. Chriftian. ALonsl ouche! Touchy I Moody. A rare toping Health this: come, Sir John, now you and I will be in our Altitudes. , . , :vv '"'J [While they drink, the Company dances and ftngs : they are taken down* Sir John. What new Device is this tro ? Moody. I know not what to make on't. [ff7>e» they are up, the Company dances about em : then dance off Tony dances a Jig: Sir John to Tony. Pray, Mr. Fool, where's the reft o' your Company ? I would fain fee 'em again. Landl. Come down and tell 'em fo, Cudden. Sir John. I'll be hang'd if there be not fome Plot in't, and this Fool is fet here to fpin out the time. Moody. Like enough : Undone! Undone! M y Daughter's gone ; let m e down, Sirrah. Landl. Yes, Cudden. Sir John. M y Miftrefs is gone,let m e down firft. [He offers to pull down the Stools. Landl. This is the quickeft way, Cudden. Sir John. Hold! hold ! or thou wilt break m y Neck. Landl. And you will not come down you may ftay there,Cudden. [Exit Land- Moody. O Scanderbag Villains ! lord, dancing. Sir John. Is there no getting down ? Moody. All this was long of you, Sir Jack. Sir John. 'Twas long of your felf to invite them hither. Moody 0 you young Coxcomb, to be drawn in thus! Sir John. You old Sot, you to be caught fo fillily! Moody. Come but an inch nearer, and I'll fo claw thee. Sir John. 1 hope I fhall reach to thee. Moody. And 'twere not for thy Wooden Breaft-work there. Sir John. I hope to pufh thee down from Babylon. Enter Lord, Lady Dune, Sir Martin, Warner, Rofe, Millifent veil'd, Landlord. Lord. How, Gentlemen, what quarrelling among your felves! Moody. Coxnowns! help m e down, and let m e have fair play ; he fhall never Marry m y Daughter. Sir Martin leading Rofe. No, I'll be fworn, that he fhall not, therefore never repine, Sir, for Marriages, you know, are made in Heaven ; in fine, Sir, w e are join'd together in fpight of Fortune. Rofe pulling off her Mask. That we are indeed, Sir Martin, and thefe are Wit-nelTes; therefore, in fine, never repine, Sir, for Marriages, you know, are made in Heaven. Omnes. Rofe I Warn. What, is Rofe fplit in two ? fure I ha' got one Rofe! Mill. I, the beft Rofe you ever got in all your Life. [Pulls off her Mask. "frn. This amazcth m e fo much, I know not what to fay or think. Moody. M y Daughter Married to Warner ! Lif*"' ^ d 1 ' I t h o u S h t k impoffible any M a n in England fhould have overreach d me; fure, Warner, there was fome mi'ftake in this: p/ithee, Billy, let's go to -The Feign'd Innocence. 22$ to the Parfon to fet all right again, that every M a n may have his own before the matter 20 too far. . , . r Warn. Well, Sir! For m y part I will have nothing farther to do w i A thefe Women, for I find they will be too hard for us, but e'en fit down by the lots, and content m y felf with m y hard Fortune: But, Madam, do you ever think I win forgive you this, to cheat m e into an Eftate ot 2000/. a Year f Sir Mart. And I were as thee, I would not be fo ferv'd, Warner. Mill I have fervM him but right for the cheat he put upon me, when he per* fuaded m e you were a Wit now there's a trick for your trick, Sir. Warn. Nay, I confefs you have out-wittcd mc. Sir John. Let m e down, and I'll forgive all freely. [They let him dowr, Mood. What a m I kept here for ? « . Warn. I might in Policy keep you there, till your Daughter and I had been 111 private, for a little Confummation: But for once, Sir, I'll truft your good Na- * y [Takes htm down too. Mood. And thou wert a Gentleman," it would not grieve m e ! Mill. That I was affur'd of before I Married him, by m y Lord here. m Lord. I cannot refute to o wn him for m y Kinfman, though his Father s fufterings in the late times have ruin'd his Fortunes. Mood. But yet he has been a Serving Man. -wi*,. Warn. You are milfaken, Sir, I have been a Mafter; and befides, there s an Eftate of Soo /. a Year, only it is mortgaged for 6000 /. Mood. Well, we'll bring it off, and tor m y part, I a m glad m y Daughter has mifs'd in fine, there. ;,"' . , „ ,r „ Sir John. I will not be the only M a n that muft fleep without a Bedfellow to night, if this Lady will once again receive me. La. Dupe. She's your's, Sir. . . ' Lord. And the fame Parfon, that did the former execution, is ftil in the next Chamber^ what with Cawdles, Wine, and Quidding, which he has taken in Sundance, I think he will be able to wheadle two more of you into Matrimony. Mill. Poor Sir Martin, looks Melancholly ! l a m half afraid he is in Love. Warn. Not with the Lady that took him for a Wit, I hope . Rofe. At leaft, Sir Martin can do more than you, Mr. Warner, for he cart make m e a Lad v. which you cannot m y Miftrefs. Sir Malt*. Ihave loft nothing but m y Man, and in fine, I fhall get another m . You'll do very well* Sir Martin, for you'll never be your own Man, 1 fcy°For my part, I had Lov'd you before, if I had follow* my Inclination. Mil. Bu? n?w, l a m afraid, you begin of the lateif, except your Love can grow up like a Mufhroom at a Night's Warning. gWarn. For that matter never trouble your felf, I can Love as fafias any^Man when I a m nigh polfeffion ; m y Love falls heavy, and never moves quick tftl 1 comes near the Centre; he's an ill Falconer that will unhood before the Quarry be in fight. Love's an hiqh mettafd Hawk that beats the Air, But foon grows weary when the Game's not near. Ff 2 THE |
