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• termined to settle very handsomely upon her, and on

the strength of that does the give herself innumerable « airs.

Rove. Fortune 'not to be minded !--l'll tell you. • what, Belmour, though you have a good one already, « there's no kind of in onvenience in a little more. — • I'm sure if I had not minded fortune, I might have • been in Jamaica still, not worth a sugar-cane ; but 6 the widow olosses took a fancy to me -Heav'n, or ' a worse destiny, has taken a fancy to her ; and so, after ten years exile, and being turn’d a-drift by my fa. • ther, here am I again, a warm planter, and a widow.! 4 er, moft wofully tired of matrimony.--But,' my dear Belmour, we were both fo overjoy'd to meet one another yesterday evening, just as I arrived in town, that I did not hear a syllable from you

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your

love-fit. Howy: when, and where, did this happen? Bel. Oh, by the most fortunate accident that ever

I'll tell thee, Rovewell—I was going one night from the tavern about fix weeks ago I had been there with a parcel of blades, whose only joy is center'd in their bottle; and 'faith, till this accident, I was no bet. ter myself—but ever since I am grown quite

Rov. Ay, a new man indeed -Who in the name of wonder would take thee,, sunk as thou art into a mu. fing, moping, melancholy lover, for the gay Charles : Belmour, whom I knew in the West Indies ?

Bel. Poh! that is not to be mentioned. You know : my father took me against my will from the university, and consigned me over to the academic discipline of a : man of war; so that, to prevent a dejection of spirits, I: was obliged to run into the opposite extreme as you yourself were wont to do. Rou Why, yes,

I had

my moments of reflection, and was glad to diffipate them -- You know I always told you there was something extraordinary in my story; and ..so there is still : I suppose it must be cleared up in a few

days now I'm in no hurry about it though: I must see the town a little this evening, and have my frolic first. But to the point, Belmour-you was going from the tavern, you say.Bell. Yes, wir, about two in the morning; and I

perceived

new man.

perceived an unusual blaze in the air-I was in a ram-bling humour, and so resolved to know what it was.

Br. I and my master went together, Sir

Bel.' Oh, Rovewell! my better ftars ordain'd it to light me on to happiness. ---By fure attraction led, I came to the very ftreet where a house was on fire ; water-engines playing, flames afcending, all hurry, con fufion, and distress! when on a sudden the voice of de{pair, filver sweet, came thrilling down to my very heart.

-Poor dear, little foul, what can fhe do! cried the neighbours. Again the scream'd; the fire gathering force, and gaining upon her every inftant. --Here, Ma'am, said 1, leap into my arms, !'ll be sure to 'receive

you. -And wou'd you think it?-down the came--my dear Rovewell, such a girl! I caught her. in my arms, you rogue, fafe, without harm. The dear naked Venus, juft risen from her bed, my boy“ her slender waist, Rovewell, the downy smoothness of her whole perfon, and her limbs “ harmonious, swella' " by nature's softest hand"

Rove. Raptures and paradise !—What seraglio in Co. vent-Garden did you carry her to?

Bil. There again now! Do, prithee, correct your way of thinking: take a quantum fufit of vir

tuous love, and purify your ideas.' Her lovely bathfulness, her delicate fears,-her beauty heightend and endeard by diftress, dispers’d my wildest thoughts, and melted-me into tenderness and respect.

Rov But, Belmour, surely she has not the impudence to be modeft after you have had pofleffion of her per- ', fon

Bel. My views are honourable, I assure you, Sir; but her father is fo abfurdly positive The man's distract. ed about the balance of power, and will give his daughter to none but a politician- When there was an exe• cution in his house, he thought of nothing but the camp at Pyrna ; and no', he's a bankrupt, his head

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and schemes for pay• ing off the national debt: The affairs of Europe en

gross all his attention, while the distresses of his lovely • daughter pass unnoticed.' Rove. Ridiculous enough! -But why do you

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him? Why don't you go to-bed to the wench at once

-Také her into keeping, man. Bel. How can you talk so affrontingly of her ?Have not I told you, tho’ her father is ruin'd, still the has great expectancies from a rich relation ?-

Rove. Then what do you stand watering at the mouth for? If she is to have money enough to pay for her china, her gaming-debts, her dogs, and her monkeys, marry her then, if you needs must be ensnard; be in a fool's paradise for a honey-moon; then come to yourself, wonder at what you've done, and mix with honeft fellows again :-Carry her off, I say, and never ftand whining for the father's confent.

Bel. Carry her off!- I like the scheme-Will. you affist me?

Rove. No, no; there I beg to be excus'd. Don't you remember what the fatyrist says" Never marry • while there's a halter to be had for money, or a bridge * to afford a convenient leap."

« Bel. Prithee leave fooling.

Rove. • I am in ferious earneft, I assure you ;' I'll drink with you, game with you, go into any scheme or frolic with you, but 'ware matrimony.-Nay, if you'll come to the tavern this evening, I'll drink your mistrefs'shealth in a bumper; but as to your conjugal scheme, I'll have nothing to do with that business, positively.

Bel. Well, well, I'll take you at your word, and meet you at ten exactly, at the same place we were at last night; then and there I'll let you know what further measures I've concerted.

Rove. Till then, farewell ; a-propos-do you know that I've seen none of my relations yet ?

Bel. Time enough to-morrow.

Rove. Ay, ay, to-morrow will do_Well, your ser-vant.

Bel. Rovewell, your's. [Exeunt.] see the gentleman down stairs—and d'ye hear, come to me in my

study that I may give you a letter to Harriet. And, • hark ye, Sir - be sure you see Harriet yourself; and • let me have no messages from that officious go-between, • her Mrs Slipflop of a maid, with her unintelligible jargon of hard words, of which she neither knows the

• meaning

meaning 'nor pronunciation -[Exit Brisk.] I'll * write to her this moment, acquaint her with the soft "* tumult of my desires, and, if poflible, make her mine * own this very night

[Exit repeating, • Love first taught letters for some wretch's aid, • Some banith'd lover, or some captive maid.

Scene, The Upholsterer's House.

Enter Harriet and Termagant. Ter. Well, but Ma'am, he has made love to you fix weeks successfully ; he has been as constant in his 'moors, poor gentleman, as if

you

had the subversion of 'state to settle upon

him and if he nips thro' your fingers now, Ma'am, you have nobody to depute it to but yourself.

Ha. Lard, Termagant, how you run on! - I tell you again and again, my pride was touched, because he seemed to presume on his opulence and my father's diftreffes.

Ter. La, Miss Harriet, how can you be so paradropfical in your 'pinions ? Ha. Well, but

you
know, tho' my

father's affairs are ruin’d, I am not in so desperate a way ; consider my uncle's fortune is no trifle, and I think that prospect entitles me to give myself a few airs before I refign my person.

Ter. I grant ye, Ma'am, you have very good pretensions ; but then it's waiting for dead mens shoes : I'll venture to be perjur'd Mr Bellmour ne'er disclaim'd an idear of your father's ditress

Ha. Suppofing that.

Ter. Suppose, Ma'am -I know it disputably to be fo.

Ha. Indisputably, I guess, you mean ;--- but I'm tired of wrangling with you about words.

Ter. By my troth you're in the right on't - there's ne'er a lhe in all old England (as your father calls it) is mistress of such phisiolgy, as I am. Incertain I am, as how you does not know nobody that puts their words together with such a curacy as myself. I once lived with a mistus, Ma'am- Mistus ! She was a lady-a great brewer's wife- and she wore as fine cloaths as

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any person of quality, let her get up as early as she will

and she used to call me - Termagant, says she what's the figrification of such a word --and I always told her I told her the importation of all my words; though I could not help laughing, Miss harriet, to see fo fine a lady such a downright ignoranimus.

Ha. Well- but pray now, i ermagant, would you have me, directly upon being asked the quedtion, throw myself into the arms of a man?

Ter. O’my conscience you did throw yourfelf into his arms with scarce a shift on, that's what you

did, Ha. Yes, but that was a leap in the dark, when there was no time to think of it.

Te. Well, it does not fignify argifying, I wish we
were both warm in bed ; you with Mr Bellmour, and I
with his coxcomb of a man ; inftead of being manured
nere with an old crazy fool-axing your pardon, Ma'am,
for calling your father fo—but he is a fool, and the
worst of fools, with his policies—when his house is full
of statues of bangcrefly.
Ha. It's too true, Termagant- yet

he's
my

father
Atill, and I can't help loving him.
Ter. Fiddle faddle -love him !

-He's an anecdote against love.

Ha. Hush ! here he comes !

Ter No, it's your uncle Feeble ; poor gentleman, I pities him, eaten up with infirmaries, to be taking such pains with a madman.

Enter Feeble.
Ha. Well, uncle, have you been able to console him?
Feeb. He wants no confolation, child -Lack-a-day

I'm so infirm I can hardly move. I found him tracing in the map, prince Charles of Lorraine's paf{age over the Rhine, and comparing it with Julius Cæfar's.

Ter. An old blockhead --I've no patience with him, with his fellows coming after him every hour in the day with news.

I wishes there was no such a thing as a newspaper in the world, with such a pack of lies, and fuch a deal of jab-jab every day.

Feeba --y, there were three or four shabby fellows with him when I went into his roon.

I can t get

Well now,

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