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Show 22 The R E H E A R S A L . Johnf. Strange Fellows indeed ? Smith. But pray, Mr. W , how came thefe two Kings to know of this Whifper ? for, as I remember, they were not prefent at it. 5*™/ No, but that's the Aaors fault, and not mine ; for the two Kings mould (a pox take 'em) have popp'd both their Heads in at the Door, juft as the other went off. Smith. That indeed would have done it Bayes. Done it! ay, I'gad, thefe Fe lows are able to fpoil the beft things in Chnfiendom. I 11 tell you, Mr Johnfon, I vow to gad, I have been fo highly difobhg'd by the Peremptorinefs of thefe Fellows, that I'm refolv'd hereafter to bend m y Thoughts wholly for the Service of the Nurfery, and m u m p your proud Players I gad So, now Prince Pretty man comes in, and falls afleep, making love to his Miftrefs-5 which you know was a grand Intrigue in a late Plav, written by a very honeft Gentleman, a Knight. SCENE III. Enter Prince Prettyman. Pret T T O W ftrange a Captive a m I grown of late! \~\ Shall I accufe m y Love, or blame my Fate ? M y Love, I cannot; that is too divine ; And againft Fate what Mortal dares repine Enter Chloris. But here fhe comes. Sure 'tis fome blazing Comet! Is it not ? [Lies down Bayes. Blazing Comet! Mark that, I'gad, very fine! Pret. But I am fo furpriz'd with Sleep, I cannot fpeak 1 r ft t ^* ^JBajes. Does not that, now, furprize you, tofifljg in the nick ? His Spirits exhale with theheat of his Pafho , and all that, and iwop he falls afleep, as you fee. Now, here fhe muft make a Simile. Smith Where's the ncceflitv of that, Mr. Bayes 1 Bayei Becaufe (he's forpriz'd. That's a general Rule; you muft ever make a Simile when you are furpnz d; the new way of writing. fi , Chloris. As fome tail Pine, which w e on JEtna-find T'have Hood the Rage of many a boift rous W m d , ^ The R E H E A R S A L . 2.1 Feeling without that Flames within do play, Which would confume his Root and Sap away; H e fpreads his woorfted Arms unto the Skies, Silently grieves, all pale, repines and dies: So fhrouded up, your bright Eye difappears. Break forth, bright fcorching Sun, and dry m y Tears. Johnf. Mr. Bayes, methinks this Simile wants a little Application too. Bayes. No, faith; for it alludes to Paifion, toconfuming, to dying, and all that; which, you know, are the natural Effects of an Amour. But I'm afraid this Scene has made you fad ; for, I muft confefs, when I writ it, I wept myfelf Smith. N o truly, Sir, m y Spirits are almoft exhal'd too, and I am likelier to fall afleep. Prince Pretty-man j S W , ut>, and fays Pret. It is refolv'd. rFv.. Bayes. That Vail. L Smith. Mr. Bayes, may one be fo bold as to afk you one V^ueition, now, and you not be angry ? k Bayes. O lord, Sir, you may afk m e any thing j what you pleafe ; I vow to gad, you do m e a great deal of honour: you do not know me, if you fay that Sir hastLel in^epT' "* " * *" ^^ h"e „/T"> ^h * muft confefs> that Qa^ftion is well e-w 3 / V' °Te that is not ^quainted with this new 3 F ™ F T * * * * * y ° U maftkno'^ Sir, that to outdo all m y Fellow-Wnters, whereas they keep their lntrizo fecre , tdl the very laft Seene before the D L C ; I now Sir, (do you mark m e ? ) - a ' •w&W ** Kay and cnd k' without"»<kftfc'lSfr th ?fs',-eV£ryp!aia J trUthon,t' h^ h*> e'en let%mg , fj.fe-'1"01 fi«d « out themfelves,' now is a ! W nf Zf. 3 ' J Warrant y°a- But h ^ e , SCENE |