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Show r 16 8 ^T^he Provoked Wife. Bel, Yes; for then a W o m a n might like his PalTion, and him too. La. B. Yet, Belinda, after all, a W o m a n s Life would be but a dull Bufinefs, if 'twere not for Men; and Men that can'look like AfTes too. W e fhou'd never blame Fate for the fhortnefs of our Days; our time would hang wretchedly upon our hands. Bel. Why, truly, they do help us off with a good fhare on't; For were there no Men in the World, o'my Confcience, I fhou'd be no longer a drefling than I'm a faying my Prayers; nay, tho it were Sunday: For you know one may go to Church without Stays on. La. B. But don't you think Emulation might do fomething ? For every W o m a n you fee defires to be finer than her Neighbour. Bel. That's only that the Men may like her better than her Neighbour. No ; if there were no Men, adieu fine Petticoats, we fhou'd be weary of wearing 'em. La. B. And adieu Plays, we fhould be weary of feeing 'em. Bel. Adieu Hide-Park, the Duft wou'd choke us. La. B. Adieu St. James's, walking wou'd tire us. Bel. Adieu London, the Smoke wou'd ftifle us. La. B. And adieu going to Church, for Religion wou'd ne'er prevail with us. Both. Ha ! ha ! ha ! ha ! ha ! Bel. Our Confeftion is fo very hearty, fure we merit Abfolution. La. B. Not unlefs we go thro with't, and confefs all. So, prithee, for the eafe'of our Confciences, let's hide nothing. Bel. Agreed. La. B. W h y then I confefs, that I love to fit in the Forefront of a Box; for if one fits behind, there's two A£ts gone perhaps before one's found out. And when I am there, if I perceive the Men whifpering and looking upon me, you muft know I cannot for my Lite forbear thinking they talk to m y advantage. And that fets a thoufand little tickling Vanities on foot- Bel. Juft m y Cafe for all the World; but go on, La. The Provoked Wife .A La.B. I watch with I m ^ - /J l69 the Play, that 1 might l a Z ^ L t the * * ^ '* If the Poet has been d u l l / a n d " ^ 6 ^ *hi* Teeth. ing, I pretend to whifpi one to I \ ^ a eminence fall into a link fmall D fcou2 W ?nd f r o™ occafion to m e w mvFace n aH w > m 7h l d l l tak<= ferious, melancholy; languid n . ^ S o t ^ ^ ' P'eaS'd> to one another caufes any of riwT AI - What W e f ay Bel. Don't trouble your ft t ^ f ™ 0 0 8 - *U t^ notmiftaken, you ancI I have had f*P,am : f *or if I'm fary Dialogues before now wlh L T" f t h e f e ^ f - U.B. 5 W h y , I'll C a r fi / w T IntCmio"- give ftrange a^reeableTr's * t f £ ' & ? - * 7 * l *> Tell me true Did vou nev*, L " ,m fP<*king. ft Why, didyouT PraairemtheG]afs-? La. B. Yes Faith, many a time. Bel. And I too, I own it • iwt, i ~ US, and how to'look when ottrT 1° ^ my Glaftandl could never yet a a r e e ' w L ^ T"? "^ * , when they come bCt 1 ?w K * £ ' ^ Play: Fot all the Men Drefeml„i„„t V tll,n§ ln a .hiscertain; fo laughCmuft nof r n t h e c W o m e " . M , becaufe that^telKuth°f> * ° °ur.Stay» burft d«tad the Jeft. And to kit r • - T T S w e un- & whole Houfe fe a " „ ; n > k felwus " * < K when ^C0mpany8;ou-d do • S if ""fa" ***** ** * < we fhou'd natural?; i ^ l ^ f f * " " 1 Hg nw ^ I ahvays take that occafoT,o b.ow intl™ mUft b'°W y°ur Nofe half off then at ( W Why don't f 0 m e Reformer or other beat the Poet * Ye*; Mens Fantafque, that obliges us to it. 1 If |