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Show 30 The R E L A P S E ; or, ^r Not his Dignity, perhaps, but you do his Perfon. 'Tifsir Novel y ', V has bought a Barony, «n order to S I Fortune: His Patent has not been pafid a W Ebht and Forty Hours, and he has already fent How-do-ye's to all the Town, to make 'em acquainted *£?Se my Service to his Lordfhip and let him know I am proud of the Honour he intends me. [txiu Sure this Addition of Quality muft have fo improv d his Coxcomb, he can't bm be very good Company for i q^«.f NowTt moves my Pity more than my Mirth, to fee a Man w h o m Nature has made no Fool, be fo very induftrious to pafs for an Afs. lov No, there you are wrong, Amanda \ you Ihou'd* never beftow your Pity upon thofe who take pain's for your Contempt. Pity thofe w h o m Nature * bufes, but never thofe w ho abufe Nature. Ber Befides, the T o w n wou'd be robb d oi one of its chiefeft Diverfions, if it Ihou'd become a Crime to laugh at a Fool. ^ . • - Aman. I could never yet perceive the T o w n inchd to part with any of its Diverfions, for the fake of their being Crimes; but I have f^n it very fond of fome, 1 think had little elfe to recommend 'em. ^ Ber I doubt, Amanda, you are grown its Enemy, vou fpeak with fo much Warmth againft it. Aman. 1 muft confefs 1 a m not much its Friend. Ber. Then give m e leave to make you mine, by not ennar,in°r in its Quarrel. Aman. You have many ftronger Claims than that, Berinthia, whenever you think fit to plead your Title. Lov. You have done well to engage a Second, mj Dear \ for here comes one will be apt to call you to an Account for your Country Principles. Enter Lord Foppington. L. F. to Lev.'] Sir, I am your moft humble Sff want. lev. IwiQi you Joy, my Lord. Virtue in Danger. 31 L. F. O Lairo1, Sir Madam, your Lady (hip's welcome to Tawn. Aman. I wifh your Lordfhip Joy. L. F. O Heavens, Madam Lov. My Lord, this young Lady is a Relation of my Wife's. L, F. faluting her.] The beautifulleft Race of People upon Earth, Rat me. Dear Lovelefs, I a m over-joy'd to'fee you have brought your Family to T a w n a-gsin ; I am, flap m y Vitals . [Afide.] For 1 defign to lie with vour Wife. [To Aman.] Far Gad's fake, Madam, haw has your Ladyfhip been able to fubflft thus long, under the Fatigue of a Country Life ? Aman. My Life has been very far from that, my Lord ; it has been a very quiet one. L. F. Why, that's the Fatigue I fpeak of, Madam. For 'tis impDlTible to be quiet, without thinking : N ow thinking is to m e the greateft Fatigue in the World. Aman. Does not your Lordfhip love reading then ? L. F. Oh, pallionately, Madam But I never think of what I read. Ber. W h y , can your Lordfhip read without think- « Can your Ladyfhip pray without ing? L. F. O Lard Devotion Madam ? Aman. Well, I muft own 1 think Books the beft Entertainment in the World. L. F. I am fo much of your Ladyfhip's mind, Madam, that I have a private Gallery, where 1 walk fome-times, is furnifhed with nothing but Books and Looking-glaffes. Madam, I have gilded them, and rang'd 'em fo prettily, before Gad, it is the moft entertaining thing in the World to walk and look upon 'em. Aman* Nay, 1 love a neat Lbrary too •, but 'tis, I think, the Infide of a Book fhou'd recommend it rnoft to us. L. F. That, I muft confefs, I am not altogether fo fand of. Far to mind the Infide of a Book, is to entertain one's felf with the fore'd Product of another Man's Br ain. Naw I think a Man of Quality and Breeding C 4 m^y |