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Show am mm I . | • m I I I : i • • - 1 i 1 Mm I ' 336 7fo W I V E S EXCUSE: Or, I Cuckolds make Themfelves. 337 %•»»£. Behind a Cloud, m y pretty M o o n ! [To Bet ^hall I be the M a n in you ? &tty. With the Bufh at your Back-fide : You defer to be whipt for your Wit, Sir. [Goes from k Spring. 1 ftand corrected, Madam. Wit. Does (lie beat thee, little Mafter ? Come a'm and I'll make m u c h of thee Spring. As m u c h as you can of me, I dare fay you. ; Wn. C o m e come, I'll ufe you better . Spring. T o ufe m e worfe ; is not that your Defi™ She has given m e m y Anfwer at once; you perhaps w linger m e thro' a Winter's Expectation, and not do Bufinefs at laft Wit. What's your Bufinefs, pray ? Spring. W h y your Bufinefs, any Woman's Bufinefs, has a Mind to employ m e in't. Wit. N o touching m e : I have an unfafhionatle Hi band in the Company, that won't thank you for maki him a Cuckold Spring. But you will, I'm fure, if it be but to tead him better Manners. Wit. I like your Company extreamly; but I have L great deal of Bufinefs, and would willingly be rid of yd at this time ; but this Ring (hall anfwer for me, 'tilr fee you again. [Go Spring. Pray redeem it, as foon as you can. Wit. Sir, Sir, if you have any Intereft in the Familj pray let's have a Song, or a Dance, to divert us. Spring. I'll fee what I can do for you [Goes m Wit. Y o u fhould be Wilding. Wild. And you ihould be as good as your Word. Wit. T h e Lady is better than you can expecl: Thatl (he in the embroider'd Scarf. You muft not fpeak tj her, before thc Company > take her afide, by and by, j a Corner ; ihe'll thank you for your Care of her. more Company : Enter Lovemore with Mrs. Friendall, and Mrs. SightlyJ I won't be feen with y o u - - n o w Betty for the Change! [Witwoud and Betty pm •foil. 'Lovemore. I a m in difgrace with Mr5. Sightly: 1 nd can't find ner, to c o m e into favour again. leve. fhar's fhe, rhat came in juft n o w with Mrs. rr00ll: I'll direcl: you to one, by going to the other. [They go to 'em. A SONG, Written by Tho. Cheek, Efq; Corinna, I excufe thy Face; The erring Lines which Nature drew: When I reflect, that every Grace Thy Mind adorns, is juft and true: But oh.' thy Wit what God has fern t Smfriung, airy, unemfin'd: Some Wonder fure Apollo meant, Andfhot himfelf into thy Mind. * A S O N G m the Firft Scene of the Fourth 1 Aft. Bng this whining way of wooing. Loving was defign'd a Sport: Siting, talking, without doing, Makes a filly idle Court. Don't believe that Words can move her, Iffhe be not well inclined: She her felf muft be the Lover, To perfwade her to be kit d. If at laft, fhe grants the Favour, And confents to be undone: Never think her Fafpon gave her To your Wifhes, but her own. x fa Song, Witwoud and Betty, having changed Scarfs, hter, to be ready for the Dance; after which ». Some can't get Husband*, and others can't set irf'em. ' 6 Mrs. Fri. |
