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Show I 3*4 The W I V E S EXCUSE: Or, ^ Enter Mrs. Friendall and Mrs. Sightly. *?'; *"• I cou'd not have believ'd it. W** 1 a m forry y o u have Reafon to believe it upon f iT M - ° U m ; I n d e e d > l w a s unwilling to believe it; \ £ ? d lt as long as I cou'd ; but finding no end of this Perfecting & ^s. Fri. Y o u have us'd m e like a Friend, and I thank y o u - - h i s N o t e £ n c e £>m n e r defires you wou'd meet m m at Seven, at Rosamond's Pond: Y o u can'c be fo hard-hearted to difappoint him? fyht. If you have a mind to have a plainer Proof of his Treachery. , , Mrs. Fri. The Proof is plain enough; Y o u fay it: Be. fides he has given it under his Hand here j and I believe the Gentleman, tho' you won't. Sight.^ Or if you wou'd, let him k n o w you have difco-ver'd him, and upbraid him with his Bafenefs before me- Mrs. Fri. That wou'd but harden him, or make him vain, by (hewing a Concern for him. Sight. If you have any Curiofity to be fatisfy'd, I'll go fvith you to the Place appointed. Mrs. Fri. I wou'd not have him k n o w either of us. Sight. Then w e muft have a Man to fecure us. t\lrs. Fri. W e m a y truft your Friend Mr. Wellvile. Sight. Mr. Friendall, you muft know, thinks him ia love with m e j fo being a Rival, may make him avoid lis: But Mr. Lovemore will do as well. Mrss Fri. I wou'd not have him know it. Sight. H e knows it already j I made no Secret of it and Mr. Wellvile told it him. Mrs. Fri. Then he, or any one Enter Lovemore to 'em. Sight. O ! here he comes: Mr. Lovemore, w e mullein-ploy you this Afternoon. Love. T o ferve m y felf, in waiting upon you. The reft of the Company enter to yem. Tear. Well, here's fuch a Clutter to get you to Cards: Y o u have drank your Tea: What will you do next, 1 U°Mt Why take a Napp, or fmoak a Pipe, any body that^as.a mind, to be private. ^ Cuckolds make Themfelves. 3 2 $ "•at. W o u ' d I had o n e civilly in a Corner. jl/ Fri. Get t)\e Cards in the D r a w i n g - r o o m . [To a Serv. u'i Not 'till w e have the S o n g , M r . Friendall, y o u ,'d us. Mr 3IT11 Fr/7 W h y , Faith, I was fore'd to fet it m y felf: I 3W h o w you'll like it with m y Voice j but Faith h, I believe the Mafters of the Mufick-meeting Vc7 their o w n Words, for any trouble I fhall give \ r the future about mine. VI ^'the'Song, the Song, Sir. cm I Nay> then y o u ruin e m. S 0 N G written by a Man of Quality. I. S A T , cruel Amoret, how long In Billet-dous, and humble Song, Shall poor Alexis woo ? if neither writing, fighmg, dying, ieduceyoi* to a foft complying: 01 when will you come to ? II. full thirteen Moons are now paft o'er, Since firft thofe Stars I did adore, That fet my Heart en fire: The confeious Play-houfe, Farks and Court, Have feen my Sufferings made your Sport; Tet am I ne'er the nigher. III. A faithful Lover fhou'd deferve A tetter fate, than thus to ftarve In fight of fuch a Feaft: But Oh! if)0u'll not think it fit, Tour hungry Slave fhou'd tafte one Bit; Give fome kind Looks at leaft. WU. Admirable well • Wit. Sett and furg, Sir. love, A Gentleman does thefe things always beft.' Wild, When he has a Genius. Mr. Fri. |