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Not a hiss, groan, or shrug;
Remember the fate of Midus,

Midas;
Remember the fate of Midas.

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SCENE I.-Part of an ornamented Farm. pared for all your whimsies, amorous and poe

tical. Your summons found me a day after my

arrival, and I took post immediately- Dext to Enter Sir Harry Grovely and Me. DuPeley, my eagerness to see you, was that of being in meeting.

time for the fête champétre-Novelty and plez

sure are the beings I pursue—They have led me Sir Hur. Dear Charles, welcome to England! half the world over already, and, for ought I and doubly welcome to Oldworth's Oaks- know, they may some time or other carry me to Friendship, I see, has wings, as well as love the Otaheite. you arrived at the moment I wished : I hope, Sir Har. You have pursued but their shadows in your haste, you have not forgot a fancy -bere they reign, in the manners of this new dress.

arcadia, and the smiles of the sweet Maid of the Dupe. No, no; I am a true friend, and pre-Oaks.

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Dupe. Who, in the name of curiosity, is she be had, you need not be in such haste about that bears this romantic title? for your letter them-Mercy on us! my fête has turned this was a mere eclogue; the devil a thing could I poor fellow's head already, he will certainly get ! make out, but a rhapsody upon rural inno- a fever. cence, and an invitation from a gentleman I did Hurry. Get a favour, sir !—why there has not not know, to an entertainment I never saw, been one left these three hours ; all the girls in What, are we to have a representation of the the parish have been scrambling for them, and I pastor-fido in a garden.

must get a hundred yards more-Lord a mercy! Sir Har. The pastor-fido is before you in pro- there is so much to do at once, and nobody to pria persona; the business of the day is a wed-do it, that it is enough to moider one's head. ding--and Charles Dupeley is invited to see his [OLDWORTH and Hurry talk together. friend, Sir Harry Groveby, united to the most Dupe. Ha, ha, ha! is this one of the examcharining of her sex.

ples you produce, Sir Harry, to degrade the poDupe. The devil it is! What a young fellow of lish of courts? your hopes and fortune, sacrificed to a marriage Sir Har. If I did, hare you never met with a of romance !-But, pr’ythee, relieve my impa- courtier in your travels, as busy, as important, tience, and tell me who she is.

and as insignificant, upon yet more trifling ocSir Har. An orphan ward of the worthy old casions?-Why, my friend Hurry is the true gentleman, at whose seat you now are : his cha- bustle of an anti-chamber, with this difference, racter is singular, and as amiable in its way as that there is rather more attachment and fideher's. Inheriting a great estate, and liberally lity to the master at the bottom of it. educated, his disposition led him early to a [During this speech HURRY is expressing, country life, where his benevolence and hospi

by his action, his impatience for Oldtality are boundless; and these qualities, joined

WORTH to go. with an imagination bordering upon the whimsi- Hurry. La, sir, if you loiter longer, I tell cal, bave given a peculiar turn to the manners you, they will all be at loggerheads—they were of the neighbourhood, that, in my opinion, de- very near it when I came away. [Erit. grades the polish of courts—but judge of the

Old. Mr. Dupely, you'll excuse me-Hurry original.

convinces me my presence is necessary else

where—this is a busy day! Enter OLDWORTII.

Dupe. The greatest compliment you can pay Mr. Oldworth, I present you my friend; he is me, is not to look upon me as a stranger. just arrived from abroad; I will not repeat how Bab Lardoon is in the neighbourhood, and I

Old. I forgot to tell you, Sir Harry, that Lady much be is worthy of your friendship.

Old. To be worthy of your's, Sir Harry, is the expect her every moment—she promised to be best recommendation. (To DUPELEY.] Sir,

with us long before the hour of general invi

tation. your friend, is going to receive from my hands,

Dupe. Who is she, pray? a lovely girl, whose merit he has discerned and lored for its own sake: Such nuptials should re

Sir Har. Oh, she's a superior !-a phenix ! call the ideas of a better age, he has permitted

more worthy your curiosity than any object of me to celebrate them upon my own plan, and I your travels !-She is an epitome, or rather a shall be happy to receive the judginent of an the first female gamester of the time.

caricature of what is called very fine life, and accomplished critic. Dupe. Sir, by what I already see of Old- help discerning and admiring the natural excel

Old. For all that, she is amiable—one cannot worth's Oaks, and know of the character of the lence of her heart and understanding; though inaster, I am persuaded the talent most neces- she is an example, that neither is proof against sary for the company will be that of giving due

a talse education, and a rage for fashionable expraise.

cesses---But when you see her, she will best Enter Hurrr.

explain berself—This fellow will give me no Hurry. Lord, sir, come down to the building directly-all the trades are together by the cars

Enter HURRY. -it is for all the world like the tower of Babylon-they have drove a broad-wheel wagyon Hurry. Rest, sir, why I have not slept this over two hampers of wine, and it is all running fortnight; come along, sir, pray make hastem anong lilies and honey-suckles-one of the nothing's to be done without it. cooks stumbled over one of the clouds, and Old. Nor with it, honest Ilurry. threw a bam and chickens into a tub of wbite

[Erit with Huery. wash-a lamplighter spilt a gallon of oil into a Dupe. A cupning old fellow, I warrant !creamed apple-tart, and they have sent for more with his ward, and his love of merit for its own roses, and there is not one left within twenty sake'-ha, ha, ha!-pr’ythee, how came your acmiles.

quaintance in this odd family?
Old. Why, honest Hurry, if there is none to Sir Har. Don't sneer, and I will tell you-

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By mere chance, in a progress of amusement to drama fjom the days of Terence, to those se this side of the country : The story is too deli-Congreve; though not perhaps with quite sa cate for thy relish, suffice it, that I came, saw, much good humour, and so little obstinacy as jy and loved-I laid my rank and fortune at the uncle shews. He is ever most impetuous, when fair one's feet, and would have married instant- most kind; and I dare trust bis resentment ly; but that Oldworth opposed my precipitancy, end with a dramatic forgiveness Should it not and insisted upon a probation of six months ab- I may have pride in the sacrifice of his esta:e, sence-It has been a purgatory!

but no regret-So much for fortune, CharlesDupe. All this is perfectly en regle for a man are there any other means to reconcile me to of home education--I should like to see the wc- your approbation? man that could entangle me in this manner. Dupe. 'Gad, I know but one more-Hare

Sir Har. There is not a fellow in England has you laid any plan for succeeding at the divorce a more susceptible heart: you may have learnt shop next winter ?– It would be some com in in your foreign tour to disguise it, but if you to your friends, to see you bad a retreat in you! have lost it, put all your acquisitions together, head. and the balance will be against you.

Sir Har. Charles, I have listened to your railDupe. I have learned at least, not to have it lery with more patience than it deserves, 2:6 imposed upon-Shew me but a woman, from an should at last be out of bumour with such a Italian princess, to a figurante at the French importation of conceit and affectation, if I was opera ; or change the scene, and carry me to the not sure your good sense would soon get the beto rural nymphs from a vintage in Burgundy, to a ter of it. This is called knowing the world-I dance round a maypole at Oldworth's Oaks-form notions without, perhaps, ever seeing a and, at the first glance, I will discover the man in his natural character, or conversing with whole extent of their artifice, find their true a woman of principle ; and then, for fear of te lure, and bring them to my, hand as easily as a ing imposed upon, be really duped out of the Sparrow.

most valuable feelings in buman nature, consSir Har. And, pray, my sagacious friend, dence in friendship, and esteem in love. upon what circumstances have you formed your suspicions, that I am more likely to be imposed

Enter Hurry. upon than yourself?

Dupe. Upon every one I have seen and heard; Hurry. Lord, sir, I am out of brenth to fod but above all, upon that natural propensity of you—why, almost every thing is ready, excelle every true home-bred Englishman, 'to think yourself; and, Madam Maria, is gone to be

woman different to another Now I Grove, and she is so dressed, and looks so hold there is but one woman in the world. charming.

Sir Har. I perfectly agree, and Maria is that Sir Har. Propititious be the hour!--Here, charming one.

find out this gentleman's servant, and sher han Dupe. Ay, but Maria, and Lady Bab, and Pa- ) where he is to dress.

(Ent. mela Andrews, and Clarissa Harlowe, and che Dupe. Oh, take care of yourself, Corydon, the girl that steals a heart in a country church, or she first--I shall be time enough; Hurry shall first ihat picks your pocket in Covent Garden, are shew me a little of the preparation-what is gaone and the same creature for all that-I am al- ing forward here? [Approaching the side sex. ways too quick for them, and make fools of Hurry. Hold, sir, not that way-my master thein first-Oh do but try them by the princi- lets nobody see his devices and figaries there. ple I have laid down, you'll find them as trans. Dupe. Why, what is be doing there, Hurry? parent as glass.

Hurry. Doing !-as you are a gentleman, 1 Sir Har. My own principle will answer my will tell you what he is doing—I hope nobody purpose just as well; with that perspective I hears us. (Looking about.) Why, he is going to have looked through the woman, and disco- make the sun shine at midvight, and he is coter vered the angel; and you will do the same, ing it with a thousand yards of sail cloth, for when you see her, or never brag of your eye- fear the rain should put it out-Lord, such dosight more,

ings !-here, this way, your honour. Dupe. Rhapsody and enthusiasm !- I should Dupe. Gut, harkye, honest Hurry, do stand as soon discover Mahomet's seventh heaven ;- still a inoment to oblige me. but what says your uncle, Old Groveby, to this Hurry. Stand still, sirlord, sir, if I stand match?

still, every thing stands still, and then what a nae Sir Hur. Faith, I have asked him no questions, shain-peter should we make of it! and wliy should I? when I know what must be

(Always restirse bis answer.

Dupe. You seem to know every thing here! Dupe. Oh, he can never disapprove a passion Hurry. To be sure I do—I am no fool, I be that soars above the stars!

lieve-what think you, sir? Sir Har. He has all the prejudices of his years, Dupe. He that takes you for a fool, is not over and worldly knowledge ; the common old gen- wise, warrant him; therefore let me ask you a tleman's character-You may see it in every question or two.

one

eye for

too.

Hnrry. To-morrow, sir, with all my heart; I shan't have enough to make the sky clear in but I have so many questions to ask myself, the saloon—that damned Irish painter has made and so many answers to give, that I have not his ground so dingy, one might as soon make his five minutes to spare.

head transparent as his portico. Dupe. Three minutes will do my business : Who is this Maid of the Oaks, friend Hurry?

Enter Irish Painter. Hurry. A young lady, sir.

Dupe. I thought as much. (Smiling.] You Paint. Arrah! what is it you say of my headare a courtier, friend lurry,

Mr. Lamp-ligliter? Hurry. I court her!-heaven forbid !-- she's 2d Lamp. I say you have spoild the transgoing to be married, sir.

parency by putting black, where you should Dupe. Well said, simplicity! If you won't tell have put

blue. me who she is, tell me what she is?

Paint. (Dabbing his brush across his face.] Hurry. She is one of the most charmingest, There's a black you; and you may be sweetest, delightfulest, mildest, beautifulest, mo- thankful you got it so easily—Troi away with destest, genteelest, never to be praised enough, your ladder upon your shoulder, or the devil fire young creature all in the world!

me but you shall have black and blue both my Dupe. True courtier again! Who is her fa- dear. ther, pray?

Arch. (Returning) Good words, good words, Hurry. It is a wise child that knows its own gentlemen; no quarrelling-Your si rvant, Mr. father-Lord bless her ! she does not want a fa- O'Daub; upon my word you have hit off those ther.

ornaments very well--the first painter we have Dupe. Not while Mr. Oldworth lives. here could not have done better.

Hurry. Nor when he is dead neither; every Paint. No faith, I believe pot, for all his hard body would be glad to be her father, and every name; sure O'Daub was a scene painter beiore body wishes to be her husband; and so, sir if he was born, though I believe he is older than I you have more questions to ask, I'll answer them another time, for I am wanted here, and Arch. You a scene painter ! there, and every wbere. [ Bustles about. Paint. Ay, by my soul was I, and for foreign

Dupe. Shew me my chamber to dress, and I'll countries too. desire no more of you at present.

arch. Where was that, pray. Harry. Bless your honour for letting me go; Paint, Faith, I painted a whole set for the I have been very miserable all the while you Swish, who carries the temple of Jerusalem were talking to me this way, this way, sir. about upon bis back, and it made his fortune,

[Erit. though he got but a halipenny a-piece for his Dupe. What a character !-yet he has his shew cunning, though the simplest swain in this re- Arch. (Ironically.] I wish we had known your gion of perfect innocence, as Sir Ilarry calls

it, merits, you should certainly have been employha, ha, ha!

[E.rit. ed in greater parts of the work.

Paint. And by my soul, it would have been better for you if you had- I would lrave put out

Mr. Lanterbug's stars with one dash of my penSCENE II.-An outside Building, Workmen of cil, by making the in five times more bright-Ho! all sorts passing to-and-fro.

if you had seen the sign of a setting sun, that I printed for a lineo draper, in Bread-street, in

Dublin-Devil burn me but the Auroree of Architect as speaking to Persons at work behind O'Guide was a fool to it. the Side Scenes.

Arch. O'Guide !-Who is he? Guido, I sup

pose you wean. Arch. Come, bustle away, my lads, strike the Paint. And if he has an O to his name, what scaffold, and then for the twelve o'clock tank- signifies whether it comes before or behindard; up with the rest of the festoons there on Faith I put it like my own of O'Daub, on the the top of the columns.

riglit side, to make him sound more like a gentle1st Gard. Holloa! you, sir, where are you man-besides it is more melodious in the mouth, running with those flowers ?

honey. 2d Gurd. They're wanted for the arcades; we can have no deceit there-if you want more

Enter Carpenters, 8c. bere, you may make them of paper-any thing will go off by candle-light,

Ist Car. Well. Sir, the scaffold's down, and 1st Lamp: [Running.) They want above a we are woundy dry-we have toil'd like borses. hundred more lamps yonder, for the illumina- Arch. Rest you merry, Master Carpentertion of the portico.

tahe v draught of the Squire's liquor, and wel2d Lamp. Then they may get tallow.candles; come, you shall swim in it, when all is over.

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