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Lean. Don Diego, you know my father well, Don Alphonso de Luna; I am a scholar of this university, and am willing to submit to whatever punishment he, thro' your means, shall inflict; but wreak not your vengeance here.
Dieg. Thus then my hopes and cares are at once fruftrated; poffess'd of what I thought a jewel, I was defirous to keep it for myself; I rais'd up the walls of this house to a great height; I barr’d up my windows towards the street; I put double bolts on my doors; I banish'd all that had the shadow of man or male kind; and I stood continually centinel over it myself, to guard my fufpicion from surprise : thus secur'd, I left my watch for one little moment, and in that moment
Leon. Pray, pray, guardian, let me tell you the story, and you'll find I am not to blame.
Dieg. No, child, I only am to blame, who should have confidered that fixteen and fixty agree ill together. But tho' I was too old to be wise, I am not too old to learn; and so, I say, send for a smith directly, beat all the grates from my windows, take the locks from my doors, and let egress and regress be given freely.
I.eon. And will you be my husband, Sir?
Dieg. No, child, I will give you to one that will make you a better husband : here, young man, take her : if your parents consent, to-morrow shall see you join'd in the face of the church; and the dowry which I promised her, in case of failure on my side of the contract, shall now go with her as a marriage-portion.
Lean. Signor, this is so generous
Dieg. No thanks; perhaps I owe acknowledgments to you; but you, Ursula, have no excuse, no paflion to plead, and your age should have taught you better. I'll give you five hundred crowns, but never let me see you
Mun. And what you give me, Maffa?
Dieg. Baltinadoes for your drunkenness and infidelity. Call in my neighbours and friends. Oh! man! man! how short is your foresight, how ineffectual your prudence, while the very means you use are destructive of your ends!
Go forge me fetters that shall bind
Then hold a woman if you will.
My master here is quite absurd.
With all their fuss, attempt in vain.
If Neger man a word should say;
He could get none be de cuckoo.
The joys of wedlock pure and charte,
Security in mutual trust.
Young men and old, peruse the bard:
To various things the frage bas been compar'd,
As apt ideas frike each bumorous bard:
From this fame bead, this fountain-head divine,
foou'd you call for Falstaff, where to find him; Hi's
gone nor left one cup of Jack behind him.
gone to jest and laugb and give bis fack at bor, As for the learned critics,
grave and deep, Who catch at words, and catching fall asleep; Wbo in the forms of passion-bum-and bawl
our master will no liquor draw-
A vintner once acquir'd both praise and gain,
The five long afts, from which our three are taken,
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ACT The action of the Winter's Tale, as written by Shakespeare, comprehends fixteen years. [N. B. This prologue was spoken to the dramatic paftoral, called the Winter's Tale, and to this comedy, both of which are altered from Shakespeare, and were performed the fame
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SCENE, Baptifta's House.
Repeated all the worst you are t expect
Pet. Signor Baptista, thus it stands with me:
Bap. Yes, when the special thing is well obtain'd,
Pet. Why, that is nothing: for I tell you, father,
Grum. Nay, look you, Sir, he tells you flatly what • his mind is : why, give him gold enough, and marry * him to a puppet, or an old trot with ne'er a tooth in * her head. Tho' she had as many diseafes as two-and• fifty horses, why, nothing comes amiss, fo money comes withal.'
Bap. As I have show'd you, Sir, the coarser fide,