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SCENE I.-A Garden with Statues, Fountains,

and Flower-pots. Several Arbours appear in

the side Scenes. ROSSETTA and Lucinda are discovered atWork,

seated upon two Garden Chairs,

AIR.
Ros. Hope ! thou nurse of young desire,

Fairy promiser of joy,
Painted vapour, glow-worm fire,

Temp'rate sweet, that ne'er can cloy: Luc. Hope ! thou earnest of delight,

Softest sool her of the mind,
Balmy cordial, prospect bright,

Surest friend the uretched hind:

Both. Kind deceiver, flatter still,

Deal out pleasures unpossest,
With thy dreams my fancy fill,

And in wishes make me blest.
Luc. Heigho !-Rossetta ?
Ros. Well, child, what do you say?

Luc. 'Tis a devilish thing to live in a villages hundred miles from the capital, with a preposterous gouty father, and a superannuated maidea aunt.--I am heartily sick of my situation.

Ros. And with reason-But 'tis in a great measure your own fault: here is this Mr. Eustace, a man of character and family; he likes you, you like him, you know one another's minds, and yet you will not resolve to make yourself happy with bim.

-Was your

seen him?

sent

AIR.

Luc. Well, but my dear mad girl

Ros. Lucinda, don't talk to me-
Whence can you inherit

father to go to London ; meet there by accident So slavish a spirit?

with an old fellow as wrong-headed as himself; Confir'd thus, and chain'd to a log! and in a fit of absurd friendship, agree to marry Now fondted, now chid,

you to that old fellow's son, whom you had never Permiltet, forbid ;

seen, without consulting your inclinations, or al'Tis leading the life of a dog.

lowing you a negative, in case he should not For shome, you a lover!

prove agreeableMore firmuess discover ;

Luc. Why, I should think it a little hard, I Take courage, nor here longer mope;

confess-yet, when I see you in the character of

a chambermaidResist and be free,

Ros. It is the only character, my dear, in Run riot, the me,

which I could hope to lie concealed; and, I can And, to perfect the picture, elope.

tell
you,

I was reduced to the last extremity,

when, in consequence of our old boarding-school Luc. And is tois

your
advice?

friendship, I applied to you to receive me in this Ros. Positively.

capacity: : for we expected the parties the very Luc. Here's

my
hand; positively I'll follow it.

next week. I have already sent to my gentleinan, who is now in the country, to let him know he may come intended spouse, to let you know he was as little

Luc. But had not you a message from your hither this day'; we will make use of the oppor- inclined to such ill-concerted nuptials as you tunity to settle ail preliminaries –And then

were? But take notice, whenever we decamp, you march

Ros. More than so; he wrote to advise me, off along with us.

Ros. On! madam, your servant; I have no by all means, to contrive some method of break: inclination to be left behind, I assure you-Buting them off, for he had rather return to his dear

studies at Oxford ; and, after that, what hopes you say you got acquainted with this spark, could I have of being happy with him? while you were with your mother during her last

Luc, Then you are not at all uneasy at the illness at Bath, su that your father has never

strange rout you must have occasioned at home?

I warrant, during this month you have been abLuc. Never in his life, my dear : and, I am confident, he entertains not the least suspicion

Ros. Oh! don't mention it, my dear! I have of my having any such connection: my aunt, in- had so many admirers, since I commenced Abideed, has her doubts and surmises ; but, besides gail

, that I'm quite charmed with my situation that my father will not allow any one to be wiser than himself , it is an established maxim between the dogs are so glad to see?

--But hold, who stalks yonder in the yard, that these affectionate relations, never to agree in

Luc. Daddy Hawthorn, as I live! He is come any thing. Ros. Except being absurd ! you must allow to pay my father a visit; and never more luck

ily, for he always forces him abroad. By the they sympathize perfectly in that-But, now we are on the subject, I desire to know, what i am step into the house to see after my trusty mes

way, what will you do with yourself, while I to do with this wicked old justice of peace, this libidinous father of your's? He follows me about

senger, Hodge?

Ros. No matter; I'll sit down in that arbour the house like a tame goat. Luc. Nay, I'll assure you he hath heen a wag I am fond of melancholy amusements.

and listen to the singing of the birds: you know in his time--you must have a care of yourself. Ros, wretched me! to fall into such hands, of your admirers had power to touch your heart;

Luc. So it seems, indeed: sure, Rossetta, none who have been just forced to run away from my you are not in love l'hope? parents to avoid an odious marriage -You

Ros. In love! that's pleasant. Who do you smile at that now; and I know you think me

suppose I should be in love with, pray? whimsical, as you have often told me: but you

Luc. Why, let me seemust excuse my being a little over-delicate in of Thomas,' our gardener? There he is, at the

What do you think this particular.

other end of the walk-He's a pretty young man, AIR.

and the servants say, he's always writing verses My heart's my own, my will is free,

Řos. Indeed, Lucinda, you are very silly.
And so shall be my voice ;

Luc. Indeed, Rossetta, that blush makes you
No mortal mun shall wed with me,

look

very handsome.
Till first he's made

my
choice.

Ros. Blush! I am sure I don't blush.
Let parent's rule, cry nature's laus;

Luc. Ha, ha, ha!
And children still obey;

Ros. Pshaw, Lucinda, how can you be so rie
And is there, then, no saring clause, diculous?
Against tyrannic suay ?

Luc. Well, don't be angry, and I have done

on you.

me.

-But suppose you did like him, how could flowers.] Now or never is the time to conquer you help yourself?

myself : besides, I have some reason to believe

the girl has no aversion to me: and, as I wish AIR.

not to do her an injury, it would be cruel to fill

her head with notions of what can never happen. When once Love's subtle poison gains

[Hums a tune.) Pshaw! rot these roses, how A passage to the female breast,

they prick one's fingers ! Like lightning rushing through the veins,

Řos. He takes no notice of me; but so much Each wish, and every thought's possest :

the better; I'll be as indifferent as he is. I am To heal the pangs our minds endure, Reason in vain its skill applies;

sure the poor lad likes me; and if I was to give Nought can afford the heart a cure,

him any encouragement, I suppose the next thing But what is pleasing to the eyes. (Exeunt. 'asked in church-Oh, dear pride! I thank you

he talked of would be buying a ring, and being for that thought.

Young Mea. Hah, going without a word, a SCENE II.-Another part of the Garden.

"look !I can't bear that— Mrs. Rossetta, I am

gathering a few roses here, if you please to take Enter Young MEADOWS.

them in with you. Young Mea. Let me see on the fifteenth of

Ros. Thank you, Mr. Thomas, but all my laJune, at half an hour past five in the morning, dy's flower pots are full. [Taking out u pocket book.] I left iny father's

Young Mea. Will you accept of them for house, unknown to any one, having made free yourself, then? (Catching hold of her.] What's with a coat and jacket of our gardener's, which the matter? you look as if you were angry with fitted me, by way of a disguise ; so says my pocket-book; and chance directing me to this vil

Ros. Pray, let go my hand. lage, on the twentieth of the same month I pro- shan't go ; I have something to say to you.

Young Mea. Nay, pr’ythee, why is this? you cured a recommendation to the worshipful Justice Woodcock, to be the superintendant of his

Ros. Well, but I'must go, I will go ; I desire,

Mr. Thomas puinpkins and cabbages, because I would let my father see, I chose to run any lengths, rather than submit to what his obstinacy would have

AIR, forced me, a marriage against my inclination,

Gentle youth, ah, tell me why with a woman I never saw. [Puts up the hook,

Still you force me thus to fly? and takes up a watering-pot.] Here I have been

Cease, oh! cease to persevere ; three weeks, and in that time I am as much alter

Speak not what 'must not hear ; ed, as if I had changed my nature with my habit.

То
my

heart its ease restore ; 'Sdeath to fall in love with a chambermaid!

Go, and never see me more. [Esit. And yet, if I could forget that I am the son and beir of Sir William Meadows—But that's impos

Young Mea. This girl is a riddle !—That she sible.

loves me, I think there is no room to doubt; she AIR.

takes a thousand opportunities to let 10e see it :

and yet, when I speak to her, she will hardly 0! had I been by fate decreed.

give me an answer; and, if I attempt the smalSome humble cottage swain ;

lest familiarity, is gone in an istaniI feel my In fair Rossetta's sight to feed

passion for her grow every day more and more My sheep upon the plain ;

violent-Well, would I marry her!

--would I Whai bliss had I been born to taste, make a mistress of her if I could -Two things, Which now I ne'er must know !

called prudence and honour, forbid either. What Ye envious powers! why have ye placed am I pursuing, then? A shadow. Sure my evil My fair one's lot so low

genius laid this snare in my way. However,

there is one comfort, it is in my power to fly Ha ! who was it I had a glimpse of as I past by from it; if so, why do I hesitate? I am distracted, that arbour ! Was it not she sat reading there! unable to determine any thing. the trembling of' my beart tells me my eyes were not mistaken-Here she comes.

AIR.
Enter ROSSETIA.

Still in hopes to get the better

Of my stubborn flame I try; Ros. Lucinda was.certainly in the right of it, Swear this moment to forget her, and yet I błushr to own my weakness even to And the nest my oath deny. myself—Marry, bang the fellow for not being a Now, prepared with scorn to treat her. gentleman !

Every charm in thought I brate, Young Mea. I am determined Lwon't speak Boast 'my freedom-fly to meet her, to her [Turning to a rose-tree, and plucking the And confess myself her slate. [Exit. SCENE III.- A hall in JUSTICE WOODCOCK'S For erercise, air, house.

To the fields I repair,

With spirits unclouded and light: Enter HAWTHORN, with a fowling-piece in his

The blisses I find,
hands, and a net with birds at his girdle: and, No stings leuve behind,
atlerwards, JUSTICE WOODCOCK.

But health and diversion unite.
AIR.

Enter HODGE.
There was a jolly miller once,

Hodge. Did your worship call, sir.
Lived on the river Dee ;

J. Wood. Call, sir! where have you and the
He worked and sung, from morn till night;

rest of these rascals been? but I suppose, I need No lurk more blythe than he.

not ask – You must know there is a statute, a fair And this the burthen of his song,

for biring servants, held apon my green to-day; For ever used to be

we have it usually at this season of the year, and I care for nobody, no, not 1,

it never fails to put all the folks here-about out If no one cares for me.

of their senses.

Hodge. Lord, your honour, look out and see Jlouse, here, house! what, all gadding, all what a nice show they make yonder; they had abroad ! house, I say, hilli-ho, ho !

yot pipers, and fidlers, and were dancing as I J. Wond. Here's a noise, here's a racket! Wil- came along, for dear life-I never saw such a liam, Robert, Hodge! why does not somebody mortal throng in our village in all my born days answer? Odds my lite, I believe the fellows have again. lost their hearing! [Entering.) Oh, master Haw

Haw. Why, I like this pow; this is as it should thorn! I guessed it was some such mad-cap-be. Are you there?

J. Wood. No, no, 'tis a very foolish piece of Haw. Am I here? Yes : and, if you had been business; good for nothing but to promote idlewhere I was three hours ago, you would find the ness and the getting of bastards: but I shall take good effects of it by this time: but you have got measures for preventing it another year, and I the lazy, unwholesome, London fashion, of lying doubt whether I am not sufficiently authorised a bed in a morning, and there's gout for you already; for, by an act passed Anno undecimo Why, sir, I have not been in bed five minutes Caruli primi, which impowers a justice of peace, after sun-rise these thirty years, am generally up who is lord of the manorbefore it; and I never took a dose of physic but Haw. Come, come, never mind the act; let once in my life, and that was in compliment to me tell you, this is a very proper, a very useful a cousin of mine, an apothecary, that had just meeting; I want a servant or two myself

, I must set up business.

go see what your market affords; -and you shall J. Wood. Well, but, master Hawthorn, let me go, and the girls, my little Lucy and the other tell you, you know nothing of the matter; for, I say; sleep is necessary for a man; ay, and I'll going rogue, and we'll make a day on't as well maintain it.

J. Wood. I wish, master Hawthorn, I could Haw. What! when I maintain the contrary teach you to be a little more sedate: why won't -Look you, neighbour Woodcock, you are a you take pattern by me, and consider your digrich man, a man of worship, a justice of peace, nity!—Odds heart, I don't wonder you are not a and all that; but learn to know the respect that rich man; you laugh too much ever to be rich. is due to the sound from the infirm; and allow Haw. Right, neighbour Woodcock ! health, me that superiority a good constitution gives me good-humour, and competence, is my motto: and, over you-Health is the greatest of all posses- if my executors have a mind, they are welcome sions; and 'tis a maxim with me, that an hale to make it my epitaph. cobler is a better man than a sick king. J. Wood. Well, well, you are a sportsman.

AIR. Hau. And so would you, too, if you would take my advice. A sportsman! why, there is

The honest heart, whose thoughts are clear nothiog like it: I would not exchange the satis

From fraud, disguise, and guile, factiou I feel, while I am beating the lawns and

Need neither fortune's frowning fear, thickets about my little farm, tor all the enter

Nor court the harlot's sinile.
tainments and pageantry in Christendom.
AIR.
The greatness, that would us make

grave,

Is but an empty thing :
Let gay ones and great

What more than mirth would mortals have?
Make the most of their fate,

The cheerful man's a king. (Exeunt.
From pleasure they run :

Well, who cares a jot,

I envy them not,
While I have my dog and my gun,

SCENE IV.

Hodye, I warrant you.

Luc. Nor, for your life, drop a word of it to LUCINDA, HODGE.

any mortal!

Hodge. Never fear me.
Luc. Hist, hist, Hodge!

Luc. And, Hodge-
Hodge. Who calls ? bere am I.
Luc. Well, have you been ?-

AIR.
Hodge. Been? ay, I ha? been far enough, au'
that be all: you never knew any thing fall out Hodge. Well, well, say no more;
so crossly in your born days.

Sure you told me tefore ; Luc. Why, what's the inatter?

I see the full length of my teather ; Hodge. Why, you know I dare not take a

Do you think I'm a fool, horse out of his worship’s stables this morning,

That I need go to school ? for fear it should be missed, and breed questions; I can spell you, and put you together. and our old nag at home was so cruelly beat i'th' hoofs, that, poor beast, it had not a foot to set

A word to the wise, to ground; so I was fain to go to farmer Plough

Il'ill alarays suffice ; sbare's, at the Grange, to borrow the loan of his Addsniggers, go talk to your parrot ; bald filly: and, would you think it? after walk

I'm not such an elf, ing all that way-de'el from me, if the cross

Though I say it myself, grained toad did not deny me the favour.

But I know a sheep's head from a carrot. Luc. Unlucky!

[Exit HODGE Hodge. Well, then, I went my ways to the King's Head in the village, but all their cattle Luc. How serere is my case! Here I am obe were at plough: and I was as far to seek below liged to carry on a clandestine correspondence at the turnpike : so at last, for want of a better, with a man in all respects my equal, because tbe I was forced to take up with dame Quicksett's oddity of my father's temper is such, that I dare blind mare.

not tell him I have ever yet seen the person ! Luc. Oh, then you have been?

should like to marry-But, perhaps, he has quaHodge. Yes, yes, I ha' been.

lity in his eye, and hopes, one day or other, as I Luc. Psha! Why did not you say so at once? am his only child, to match me with a titie-vais

Hodge. Aye, but I have had a main tiresome imagination ! jaunt on't, for she is a sorry jade at best. Luc. Well, well, did you see Mr. Eustace, and

AIR. what did he say to you?-Come, quick-have you e'er a letter?

Cupid, god of soft persuasion, Hodge. Yes, he gave me a letter, if I ha'na'

Take the helpless lover's part : lost it.

Seize, oh seize some kind occasion, Luc. Lost it, man!

To reward a faithful heart. Hodge. Nay, nay, have a bit of patience : ad

Justly those we tyrants call, wawns, you are always in such a hurry. [Rum

Who the body would enthral; maging his pockets.] I put it somewhere in this

Tyrants of more cruel kind, waistcoat pocket. Oh, here it is! Lue. So give it me.

Those, who would enslate the mind. [Reads the letter to herself. What is grandeur ? fne to rest, Hodge. Lord-a-mercy! how my arm achs with Childish mummery at best. beating that plaguy beast; I'll be hanged if I Happy I in humble state ; won'na rather ha' ihrashed half a day, thau ha' Catch, ye fools, the glittering bait. ridden her.

{Exit. Luc. Well, Hodge, you have done your business very well. Hodge. Well, bave not I, now?

SCENE V--A Field, with a Stile. Luc. Yes Mr. Eustace tells ine, in this letter, that he will be in the green lane, at the other Enter Hodge, followed by MARGERT; and, some end of the village, by twelve o'clock-You know

time after, enter Young MEADOWS. where he came before? Hudge. Ay, ay.

Hodge. What does the wench follow me for? Luc. Well, you must go there; and wait till Odds flesh, folk may well talk to see you dangl. he arrives, and watch your opportunity to intro-ing after me every where, like a tantony pre duce him, across the fields, into the little sum- find some other road, can't you ! and don't keep mer-house, on the left side of the garden. wherreting me with your nonsense. Hudge. That's enough.

Mur. Nay, pray you, Hodge, stay, and let me Luc. But take particular care that nobody speak to you a bit! sees you.

Hodge. Well; what sayn you?

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