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Show 6 the FrovoVd Wife. , , ,,, w,„_ . My Mafter there s a Cuckold. M y Lady there s a W a g 1 W o m e n ^ Marriage .s ^ J ^ * ^ a W a g ; I have heard prav'd Appetnes--- M y .r and n l ^ ^ t'' ' ^Xe^&JSTtov- News dearly. T* for my little ^ M « ^ noth;ng WU1. Story'U gam hei Heart, *Head., t00 full of Ta to - M ^ n , T o make room for your Jealoufy; lZ?tl£t 'mallha'e-e work A you whea your Pate" empty. Come to your Kennel, you Cuckoldly drunken S o t ^ " - ^ ^ mupm hjsui SCENE, Lady FancyfulVr Houfe. Enter Lady fancyful and Madamoifelle. L a Fa». But, w h y did not you tell m e before, Ut. £& that *#££££ S,L j***. De Modefy g g j ^ often hinder . La. F*». W h y truly » / extravagant mind to. from doing things w e tavern extrav g But does he love you well enough y ^ to l^J you bid him ? B o you think, to oblige you, nSMatam, to oblige your LadylhiP, he-fpeak Blafphemy. 3„mri\CdU I'll tell you *' you Ml do. You ^.^fB'S.^.atadtalWl *«*». H le feta, Matam felle ;„„, f»is:i'™i h-», 1 »»= K-'^W,. lUfor be dare, Matam. I* TO* Pnww w^. I97 UF^. That's Fortunate: Well, I'll leave you to-gCther. And if yo& find him ftubborn, Madamoifelle-1 hark y o u - don t refufc him a few little reafonable Liberties, to put him into humour. Madam. Laifez m o y faire. [Exit Lady Fancyful [Mot peeps t»i and feeing Lady Fancyful gone, runs to Madamoifelle, takes her about the Nech and kiffes her.] ' Madam. H o w now, Confidence ! Kafir. H o w now, Modefty ! Madam. W h o make you fo familiar, Sirrah ? Kafir. M y Impudence, Huffy. Madam. Stand off, Rogue-face. Kafor. Ah< • • Madamoifelle-mmmmmm. great News at cur Houfe. Madam. W h y what be de matter ? Kafor. The Matter ? , why, Uptails All's the matter. Madam. Tu te mocque de moy. Kafir. N o w do you long to know the Particulars : The Time when : T h e Place where : The Manner how. But I won't tell you a word more. Madam. Nay, den dou kill m e , Kafor. Kafir. Come, kifs m e , then. [Clapping hit hands behind him* Madam. Nay, pridee tell me. Kafor. Good by to ye. [Going. Madam. Hold, hold : I will kifs dee. [Kiffing him. Kafor. So, that's civil: W h y now, m y pretty Pall ; my Goldfinch ; m y little Waterwagtail. you muft bow that Come, kifs m e again. Madam. I won't kifs dee no more. ~Kafor. Good b'wy to ye. Madam. Doucement j Dare; es tu content ? [Kijftng him. Kafir. So : N o w I'll tell thee all. Why the News is, That Cuckoldom in Folio, is newly printed *, and Matrimony in Quarto, is juft going into thePrefs. Will you buy any Books, Madamoifelle * Madam. T u parle c o m m e un Librair, de Devil no wftand dee.. K 3 Raf. |