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Re-enter Jailor.

Re-enter Macheath, with rabble, &c. bawling

a Reprieve ! Jail. Miss Polly and Miss Lucy entreat a

Mac. So, it seems, I am not left to my Mac. Gentlemen, adieu !

choice, but must have a wife at last Look [Exeunt Ben BUDGE and Mat of the Mint. ye, my dears, we will have no controversy now.

Let us give this day to inirth, and I am sure Enter Lucy and PoLLY.

she, who thinks herself my wife, will testify her

joy by a dance. Mac. My dear Lucy! My dear Polly! what

All. Come, a dance, a dance ! soever hath past between us, is now at ar end.

Mac. Ladies, I hope you will give me leave

to present a partner to each of you; and (if I AIR.-All you that must take a leap. may without offence) for this time I take Polly

for mine-and for life, you slut, for we were Locy. Would I might be hanged !

really married-As for the rest—But at present Polly. And I would so too!

keep your own secret.

[To Polly. Lucy. To be hanged with you ! Polly. My dear, with you ! Mai. o leave me to thought! I fear! I

[A dance.] doubt: I tremble ! I droop!-See, my courage is out!

AIR.-Lumps of pudding, $c. [Turns up the empty bottle. Lacy. No token of love ?

Thus I stand, like a Turk, with his dories Polly. Adieu !

around, Lucy. Farewell! Mać. But hark! I hear the toll of the bell !

From all sides their glances his passion confound.

For black, brown, and fuir, his inconstancy burns, Jail. Four women more, captain, with a child And the different beauties subdue him by turns. e-piece. See, here they come.

Each calls forth her charms to provoke his de

sires, Enter Women and Children.

Though willing to all, with but one he retires. Mac. Wbat! four wives more !-this is too Then think of this marim, and put off all sorrow; much-Here-tell the sheriff's officers I am The wretch of to-day may be happy to-morrow. ready.

Ereunt. Chorus. Then think of this marim, &c. slob. (within.) A reprieve! a reprieve!

(Exeunt omnes.

THE

CONTRIVANCES.

PY

CAREY.

DRAMATIS PERSONÆ.

MEN,

WOMEN. RoveWELL.

ARETHUSA. Argus, father to ARETH USA.

Betty, maid to ARETHUSA. Hearty, father to RovEwELL, but unknown to

him. Robin, servant to ROVEWELL.

Scene London.

ACT I.

SCENE I.-Rodewell's lodgings, 1 Rov. 'Sdeath! to be prevented, when I had
ROBIN solus.

brought my design so near perfection!

Hear. Were you less open and daring in your Rob. Well, though pimping is the most ho

-The nourable and profitable of all professions, it is attempts, you might hope to succeed certainly the most dangerous and fatiguing;

old gentleman, you know, is cautious to a debut of all fatigues, there's none like following a

gree; his daughter under a strict confinement: virtuous mistress—There's not one letter I carry, Fortune, perhaps, might throw an opportunity

would you use more of the fox than the lion, but I run the risk of kicking, caning, or puinp- in your way–But you must have patience. ing, nay, often hanging-Let me see; I have committed three burglaries to get one letter to

Roo. Who can have patience when danger is her-Now, if my master should not get the what room there is for patience.

so near? Read this letter, and then tell me gipsey at last, I have ventured my sweet person to a fair purpose-But, Basta! here comes

[Hearty reads.] ‘To-morrow will prevent all my master and his friend Mr. Hearty- must

our vain struggles to get to each other-I am hasten and get our disguises.

then to be married to my eternal aversion! And if dame Fortune fails us now to win her.

you know the fop; 'tis Cuckoo, who, baving a Oh, all ye gods above! the devil's in her. [Exit. : large estate, is forced upon me—but my heart

can be none but Rovewell's. Immediately Enter RoveWELL und HEARTY.

after the receipt of this, meet Betty at the old Hear. Why so melancholy, captain? Come, there is yet one invention left; if you come, a man of your gaiety and courage should

pursue it closely, you may perhaps release never take a disappointment so much to heart. her, who would be your

ARETHCSA.

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Roo. Yes, Arethusa, I will release thee, or

AIR. die in the attempt! Dear friend, excuse my Are. Genteel in personage, rudeness; you know the reason.

Conduct, and equipage,

Noble by heritage,
AIR,

Generous and free.
I'll face every danger,

Brave, not romantic ;

Learn'd, not pedantic ;
rescue my dear,

Frolic, not frantic ;
For fear is a stranger,

This must be he.
li here love is sincere.

Honour maintaining,
Repulses but fire us,

Aleanness disdaining,
Despair we despise,
If beauty inspire us,

Still entertaining,
To pant for the prize. (Exit.

Engaging and new.

Neat, but not finical ; Hear. Well, go thy way, and get her; for

Sage, but not cynical ; thou deserv'st her, o'my conscience-How have

Never tyrannical, I been deceived in this boy? I find him the very

But ever true. reverse of what his step-mother represented

Arg. Why, is not Mr. Cuckoo all this? him; and am now sensible it was only her ill- Adod, he's a brisk young fellow, and a little usaze that forced my child away–His not hav- feather-bed doctrine will soon put the captain ing seeu me since he was five years old, renders out of your head ; and, to put you out of his me a perfect stranger to him—Under that pre- power, you shall be given over to the squire totence I have got into his acquaintance, and find bin all I wish-If this plot of his fails, I believe

Are. Surely, sir, you will at least defer it one ny money must buy him the girl at last. [Exit. day.

Arg. No, nor one hour-To-morrow mornSCENE II.-A chamber in Argus's house.

ing, at eight of the clock precisely-In the

mean time, take notice, the squire's sister is ARETHUSA solus.

hourly expected; so, pray do you be civil and

sociable with her, and let me have none of AIR.

your pouts and glouts, as you tender my disAre. See! the radiant queen of night

pleasure.

[Erit ARGUS. Sheds on all her kindly beams ;

Are. To-morrow is short warning: but we Gilds the plains with cheerful light,

may be too cunuing for you yet, old gentleman, And sparkles in the silver streams.

Enter Betty.
Smiles adorn the face of Nature,
Tasteless all things yet appear,

0 Betty! welcome a thousand times! what Unto me a hopeless creature,

news? have you seen the captain? In the absence of my dear.

Bet. Yes, madam; and if you were to see

him in bis new rigging, you'd split your sides Enter ARGUS.

with laughing-Such a hoyden, such a piece of

country stuff, you never set your eyes on ! Arg. Pray, daughter, what lingo is that same But the petticoats are soon thrown off; and if Fou chant and sputter out at this rate? good luck attends us, you may easily conjure Art. English, sir.

Miss Malkin, the squire's sister, into your own Arg. English, quotha ! adod I took it to be dear captain.

Are. But when will they come? dre. 'Tis a hymn to the moon.

Bet. Instantly, madam; he only stars to Arg. A hymn to the moon! I'll have none of settle matters for our escape. He's in deep your hymns in my house-Give me the book, consultation with his privy-counsellor Robin, busewife.

who is to attend him in the quality of a counAre. I hope, sir, there is no crime in reading try put-They'll both be here in a moment; a barmless poen?

so let's in, and pack up the jewels, that we may Arg. Give me the book, I say? poems, with a be ready at once to leap into the saddle of pox! what are they good for, but to blow up liberty, and ride full speed to your desires. the fire of love, and make young wenches Are. Dear Betty. let's make baste; I think wantoa?-But I have taken care of you, mis- every inoment an age, till I'm free from this tress! for to-morrow you shall have a husband bondage. to stay your stomach, and no less a person than 'squire Cuckoo.

AIR. Are. You will not, surely, be so cruel as to When parents obstinate and cruel prove, marry me to a man I cannot love !

And force us to a man we cannot love, Arg. Why, What sort of a man would you 'Tis fit we disappoint the sordid etves, true, Mrs Minx?

And wisely get us husbands for ourseltes.

consense.

come

went to

Bet. There they are-
-in, in!

Enter BETTY.
[A knocking without.

Take this young lady to my daughter; 'tis ARGUS from above.

squire Cuckoo's sister; and, d'ye hear? make Arg. You're woundy hasty, methinks, to much of her, I charge you. knock at that rate-This is certainly some

Bet. Yes, sir- -Please to follow me macourtier come to borrow money; I know it by

dam. the saucy rapping of the footman- Who's at Roo. Now, you rogue, for a lie an hour and the door

a half long, to keep the old fellow in susRob. [Without.] Tummos !

pence. [ Aside to Robin. Erit with Betty. Arg. Tummos ! Who's Tummos? Who would

Rob. Well, master! don't you think my you speak with, friend?

mistress a dainty young woman? She's wonRob. Without.] With young master's vather- derfully bemired in our country for her shapes. in-law, that mun be, master Hardguts.

Arg. Oh, she's a fine creature, indeed! But, Arg. And what's your business with master where's the squire, honest friend? Hardguts ?

Rob. Why, one cannot find a man out in Rob. [Without.] Why, young mistress is

this same Londonshire, there are so many out of the country to see brother's wife, that taverns and chockling bousen ; you may as mun be, that's all.

well syek a needle in a bay fardel, as they say'n Arg. Odso, the squire's sister ! I'm sorry I i' the country. I was at squire's lodging yonder, made her wait so long. [Erit hustily, and there was nobody but a prate-apace

whoreson of a foot-boy, and he told me maister SCENE III-A chamber.

was at a chockling house, and all the while the

vixon did nothing but taunt and laugh at me: Arcus introducing Rovewell in woman's gi'n him a good whirrit in the chops. So, I

I'cod I could have found in my heart to have clothes, followed by Robin as a clown.

one chockling-house, and t'other Arg. Save you, fair lady! your welcome to chockling-house, till I was quite weary; and I town. [Rovewell curtseys.], A very modest could see nothing but a many people supping maiden, truly! How long have you been hot suppings, and reading your gazing papers : in town?

we bad much ado to find out your worship’s Rob. Why, an hour and a bit or som -we house; the vixen boys set us o' thick side, and just put up horses at King's Arms yonder, and that side, till we were alınost quite lost; an' staid a crun to zee poor things fecd, for your it were not for an honest fellow that knowed London ostlers give little enough to poor your worship, and set us in the right way. bcasts; an' you stond not by 'em yourzell, and Arg. Tis pity they should use strangers so; see 'em fed, as soon as your back's turned, but as to your young mistress, does she never adod, they'll cheat you afore your face. speak?

Ary. Why, how now, Clodpate ? are you to Rob. Adod, sir, never to a mon; why, she speak before your mistress, and with your bat wo'not speak to her own father, she's so main on, 100? Is that your country-breeding? bashful.

Rob. Why, an' 'tis on, 'tis on, an' 'tis off, Arg. That's strange, indeed ! But how 'tis off-what cares Tummos for your false- does my friend, sir Roger? he's well, I hope? hearted London compliments?

An' you'd

Rob. Hearty still, sir-Ile has drunk down have an answer from young mistress, you six fox-hnnters sin last Lanmas! He holds his mun look to Tummos; for she's so main bash-old course still; twenty pipes a-day, a cup of ful, she never speaks one word but her mum in the morning, a tankard of ale at noon, prayers, and thos'n so softly that nobody can and three bottles of stingo at night. The same hear her.

mon now he was thirty years ago; and young Arg. I like her the better for that; silence squire Yedward is just come from varsity; lawd is a heavenly virtue in a woman, but very rare he's mainly growd sin you saw him! be's a fine to be found in this wicked place. Ilave you proper tall gentleman now; why he's near upon seen your brother, pretty lady, since you came as tall as you or I, mun. to town? [RoveWell curiscys.] O; miraculous Arg. Good now, good now! But woulds't modesty! would all women were thus? Can't drink, honest friend. you speak, madam?

Rob. I don't care an' I do, a bit or so; for [RovewriL curtseys again.) to say truth, I'm mortal dry. Rob. An' you get a word from her, 'tis more Arg. Here, John! nor she has spoken to us these fourscore and seven long miles ; but young mistress will

Enter Servant. prate fast enough, an' you set her among your women volk.

Take this honest fellow down, and make him Ary. Say'st thou so, hone-t fellow ! I'll send welcome. When your mistress is ready to go, her to those that have tongue enough, I'll war-we'll call you. tant you. Here, Betty!

Rob. Al!'pray, take care and make much

us

ever.

of me, for I am a bitter honest fellow, an' you together in an instant; and then I'll trust you did bút know me. (Exit Robin, with servant. to come back to your cage again, if you can do

Arg. These country fellows are very blunt, it with a safe conscience. but very honest. I would faiu hear his mis- Arg. Here's a treacherous jade! but I'll do tress talk. lle said she would find her tongue your business for you, Mrs. Jezebel. [Aside. when she was amongst those of her own sex. Bet. Consider, madam, what a life you lead I'll go listen for once, and hear what the young here; what a jealous, ill-natured, watchful, uts have to say to one another. Erit. covetous, barbarous, old cuff of a father you

have to deal with What a glorious opportuErter RoveWELL, ARETUSA, and Betty,

nity this is, and what a sad, sad, very sad thing Rove. Dear Arethusa, delay not the time it is, to die a maid ! thus; your father will certainly come in and surprise us.

AIR. Bet. Let us make hay while the sun shines, madu: I long to be out of this prison.

Would you live a stale virgin for ever ? Are. So do I; but not on the captain's con

Sure you are out of your senses, ditisns, to be his prisoner for life.

Or these are pretences ; Rove. I shall run mad if you trifle thus :

Can you part with a person so clever ? name your conditions ; I sign my consent be

In troth you are highly to blame. fore-hand.

[Kisses her. And you, my lover, to trifle ; dre. Indeed, captain, I am afraid to trust

I thought that a soldier, you.

Was wiser and bolder !

A warrior should plunder and rifle;
AIR.

A captain! Oh, fie for shume !
Cease to persuade,

Arg. If that jade dies a maid, I'll die a marNor say you love sincerely ;

tyr.

[ Aside. When you're betrayed,

Bet. In short, madam, if you stay much lonYou'll treat me most severely, And fly what once you did pursue.

ger, you may repent it every vein in your heart

- The old hunks will ondoubtedly pop in upon Happy the fair

ud cover all, and then we're undone for Who ne'er believes you, But gires despair,

Arg. You may go to the devil for ever, Mrs. Or else deceites you,

Impudence!

[Aside. And learns inconstancy from you. Are. Well, captain, if you should deceive Rre. Unkind Arethusa! I little expected me! thus usage from you.

Ror. If I do, may heaven

Are. Nay, no swearing, captain, for fear you
AIR.

should prove like the rest of your sex.
Roo. How can

you doubt

me,

Arethusa, Ilhen did you see

when you know how much I love you? Any falsehood in me,

Arg. A wheedling dog! But I'll spoil bis Ti thus you unkindly suspect me ?

sport anon.

[ Aside. Sreal, speak your mind;

Bet. Come, come away, dear madam! -I For I fear you're inclinel,

have the jewels; but stay, I'll go first, and sec In spite of nay truth, to reject me.

if the coast be clear. [Argus meets her. If it must be so,

Arg. Where are you a-going, pretty maiden? To the wars I will go,

Bet. Only do-do--do---down stairs, sir. Where danger my passion shall smother ; Arg. And what hast thou got there, child? I'd rather perish there,

Bet. Nothing but pi---pi--pi--pins, sir. Tluzn linger in despair,

Arg. Ilere, give me the pins, and do you go Or see you in the arms of another.

to hell, Mrs. Minx! D've hear? out of my

house this moment! these are chamber jades, Enter Argus behind.

forsooth!--O tempora! O morcs ! what an age Arg. So, so; this is as it should be; they are is this! Get you in forsooth; I'll talk with you 25 gracions as they can be already-How the anon, [Erit ARETHC54.). So, captain, arc Foung tit smuggles her! Adod, she kisses with those your regimental clothes? I'll assure you a bearty good-will.

they become you mightily. If you did but see Are. I must confess, captain, I am half in-yourself now, how much like a hero yon look! clined to believe you.

Ecce signum! ha, ha, ha! Arg. Captain ! how is this ! bless my eye- Rore. Blood and fury! stop your grinning, sight! I know the villain now; but I'll be or I'll stretch your mouth withi a vengeance. eren with him.

1.1 sid. Arg. Nay, nay, captain Belsuz uger, if you're Bet. Dear nadam, don't trifle so; the par- so passionate, 'tis high time to call aid and asson is at the very next door, you'll be tacked (sistance: here, Richard, Thomas, John! help

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