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Show w ! ? 2 ^ ^ The Provoked Wife. O agreeable! Here's a new Song made of me: And ready fet too. O thou welcome thing ! [biffing j,.] Call Pipe hither, fhe fhall fing it inftantly. Enter Pipe. Here, fing m e this new Song, Pipe. SONG. I. F L Y, fly, you Happy Shepherds, fly \ Avoid Philira'* Charms', The Rigour of her Heart denies The Heaven that's in her Arms. Ne'er hope to ga^e, and then retire, Nor yielding, to be bleft : Nature, who form'd her Eyes of Fire, Of Ice comtos'd her Breaft. II. Xet, lovely Maid, this once believe A Slave whofe Zeal you move ; The Gods, alas, your Youth deceive, Their Heav'n confifts in Love. In fpite of all the Thanks you owe, Tou may reproach 'em this, That where they did their Form beftow, They have deny'd their Blifs. L. F. Well there may be Faults, Madamoifelle, but the Defign is fo very obliging, 'twou'd be a matchlefs Ingratitude in m e to difcover 'em. t Madam. May foy, Matam, 1 tink de Gentleman s Son* tell you de trute. If you never love, you never °be happy' Ah que l'aime l'amc-ur moy. Enter Servant with another Letter. Serv. Madam, here's another Letter for your Ladyfhip. L. F. 'Tis thus I a m imporwn'd every Morning, Madamoifelle, Pray how do the French Ladies when they are thus Accablees ? Madm The Provok'd Wife^* i ? ? Madam. Matam, dev never fnmnU;n A When one W . LatyVa^oThuted £~**> Den fhe^do all fhe can to aet a hn«^ A ' L P . Well, ftrike m e dead, T t n i t k " ^ . . ^ ,. Gout bon. tor tis an unutterable pleafure to b e7L M by all the Men, and envy'd by all the W o m en Yet I'll fwear I'm concern'd at the Torture I cjivTvnT Lard why was I form'd to make the whole Creation' uneafy ? But let m e read m y Letter. [Reads. « If you have a mind to hear of your Faults in « dead of being prais'd for your Virtues, take the « pains to walk in the Green-walk in St. James's with « your W o m e n an hour hence. You'll there meet « one, who hates you for fome things, as he cou'd * love you for others, and therefore is willing t0 en- « deavour your Reformation. If you come to " the Place I mention, you'll know who I a m • if yoii " don't, you never fhall: fo take your Choice.' This is ftrangely familiar, Madamoifelle ; now.have I a provoking Fancy to know who this impudent Fellow is. Madam, Den take your Scarf and your Mask, and <*o to de Rendezvous. De Frenfe Laty do juftement com-me ca. .L. F. Rendezvous! What, rendezvous with a Man Madamoifelle. ' Madam. Eh, pourquoy non ? L. F. What, and a M a n perhaps I never faw in m y Madam. Tant mieux; c'eft done quelque chofe de nouveau. L. F. Why, how do I know what Deflgns he may wvee He may intend to ravifh me, for ousht I Know. ° M*d«m Ravifli ? Bagatelle. I would fain fee Voud1^ R° ^ U e raYi(h M^wififo J Ouy, je le L. |