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Show 74 The K E Y to Take a little Bibber, And throw him in the River ; And if he will truft never, Then there let him lie ever. Bibber. Then fay I, Take a little Failer, And throw him to the Jaylor, And there let him lie Till he has paid his Taylor. WiU Gallon,, h I2, Note 4. p. 29. 1. 28. Bayes. Ay, pretty well; but he does not top his Part. A great Word with Mr. Edward Howard. Note 5. p. 30. I. 11. Bayes. As long as I know my Things are good, what See the 7th Note on the Second Aft. Note 6. p. 30. 'Song. In Swords, Pikes, and Bullets, 'tis fafer to be, Than in a ftrong Caftle remoted from thee ; M y Death's Bruife pray think you gave me, tho' a Fall Did give it m e more, from the top of a Wall: For then if the Mote on her M u d wou'd firft lay, And after, before you m y Body convey, The Blue on m y Breaft, when you happen to fee, You'll fay, with a Sigh, there's a True-blue forme. In Imitation of this. O n Seas, and in Battles, through Bullets and Fire, The Danger is lefs, than in hopelefs Defire ; M y Death's Wt)und you gave me, tho' far off I bear h'l 1 from your Sight, not to coft you a Tear; But if the kind Flood on a Wave wou'd convey, And under your Window m y Body would lay ; ! When th ' on m y Breaft you happen to fee, You'll fay, wit ., it was given by me. Tliis is t] ' of a Song made by Mr. Bayes, on L of Captain Dtgby, Son of George Earl of Briftol, who the R E H E A R S A L . 75 who was a paflionate Admirer of the Dutchefs Dowager of Richmond, calleddby the Author Armida. He loft his Life in a Sea-Fight againft the Dutch, the 28th of May, 1672, Note 7. p. 31. I. 9. Johnf. Pit, Box, and Gallery, Mr. Bayes ! Mr. Edward Howard's Words. Note 8. p. 31. I. 36. Cordel. M y Lieges, News from Volfcius the Prince. Ufh. His Nevus is welcome, whatfoe'erit be. Albert. Curtius, I've fomething to deliver to your Ear. Cur. Any thing from Alberto is welcome. Amorous Prince, p. 39. Note 9. p. 36. 1. 13. Volf. Harry, m y Boots ; for I'll go range among M y Blades encamp'd, and quit this Urban Throng. Let my Horfes be brought ready to the Door, for I'll go out of town this Evening. Into the Country I'll with fpeed; With Hounds and Hawks m y Fancy feed, cif,. N o w I'll away, a Country Life 'Shall be m y Miftrefs, and m y Wife. Englip Monfieur, p. 36, 38, 39. Note 10. p. 36. 1. 33. Fair Madam, give me leave to ask her Name. And what's this Maid's N a m e ? Ibid. p. 40, Note 11. p. 36. 1. 42. Thou bring ft the Morning pi Slur d in a Cloud. I bring the Morning pictur'd in a Cloud. Siege 0/* Rhodes. Part I. p. 10. Note 12. p, 37. 1. 6. Ama. Howl Prince Volfcius in love I Ha, ha, ha! Mr. Comely in love! Englip Monfieur, p. 49. D 2 Note |