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Yes, they are handsome women, they have La Ca. I'm glad, they are no oracles ! handsome parts too,
Sure as I live, he beats them, he's so puissant. Pretty becoming parts.
Ori. Well, if you do forgetLa Ca. 'Tis like they have, sir.
Mir. 'Prithee, hold thy peace ! Lug. Yes, yes, and handsome education I know thou art a pretty wench; I know thoq they bave had too,
(on't, Had it abundantly; they need not blush at it: Preserve it till we have a fit time to discourse I taught it, I'll avouch it.
And a fit place; I'll ease thy heart, I warLa Ca. You say well, sir.
rant thee: Lug. I know what I say, sir, and I say but Thou seest, I have much to do now, right, sir :
Ori. I am answer’d, sir: [ditions, I am no trumpet of their commendations With me you shall have nothing on these cour Before their father; else I should say further. De Gu. Your father and your friends.
La Ca. 'Pray you, what's this gentleman? La Ca. You're welcome home, sir!
Nant. One that lives with me, sir; 'Bless you, you're very welcome! 'Pray know A man well bred and learn'd, but blunt and thuis gentleman, bitter;
(in't : And these fair ladies.
And these bright beauties, sir.
Welcome, with all my beart!
sir. too. on't 9.
La Ca. Your friends will haye their share, Nant. He's wondrous blunt.
Bei. Sir, we hope
[gers, La Ca. By my faith I was afraid of him; They'll look upon us, tho'we shew like strana Does he not fall out with the gentlewonien Nunt. Monsieur De Gard, I must salute
sometimes ? Nant. No, no; he's that way moderate and And thiş fair gentlewoman: You're welcome discrete, sir.
[him. from your travel too! Ros. If he did, we should be too hard for All welcome, all! Lug. Well said, sulphur!
De Ga. We render you our loves, sir, Too hard for thy husband's head, if he wear The best wealth we bring home. By your
One of these two": You know my meaning. Enter Mirabell, Pinac, Bellcur, De Gard, Ori. Well, sir;
stess it; and Oriana,
Thcy're fair and handsome, I must needs con-
I have put it to 'em, that's my part, I hude urg'd it,
He's wondrous blunt.] A small degree of attention will shew us that the two first lines can properly belong to no one but Lugier. Symps.
10 The best ucalth, &c.] Mr. Sympson has made a strange piece of work here; he puts na part of this line into the text of his edition, and yet has quoted the latter part of it in the following note.
One of these two: You know iny meaning, &c.] This De Gard speaks aside to his sister, as the text stands at present, and scemingly her answer that follows tixes it here; but what is there left then to introduce and make way for Mirabell's
"To marry, sir?
by your favours, beauties.
Aside to herself.
Whilst I hare meat and drink, love cannot starve me;
And worthy to be buried with my beeis upward.
• To marry, sir?' We do not see how Sympson's arrangement remores the difficulty he has created.
Whilst I have meat and drink, love cannot La Ca. Why, these are now ripe, son. starve ine;
Mir. I'll try them presently, For, if I die o'th' first fit, I'm unhappy, And, if I like their tasteAnd worthy to be buried with my heels up La Ca. 'Pray you please yourself, sir. Afir. To marry, sir?
[ward. Mir. That liberty is iny due, and I'll main La Ca. You know, I am an old man,
(now? And every hour declining to my grave, Lady, what think you of a handsome man One foot already in; more sons I have not, Ros. A wholesome too, sir? Nor more I dare not seek whilst you are
Mir. That's as vou make your bargain. worthy;
A bandsome, wholesome man then, and a In you lies all my hope, and all my name, The making good or wretched of my menory,
To cheer your heart up, to rejoice you, lady? The safety of my state.
Rns. Yes, sir, I love rejoicing. Mir. And you've provided,
Niir. To lie close to you? Out of this tenderness, these handsome gen Close as a cockle? keep the cold nights from tlewomen,
[ask it. Daughters to this rich man, to take my choice Ris. That will be look'd for too; our bodies La Cu. I have, dear son.
Alir. And yet two boys at every birth? Mir. 'Tis true, you're old, and fecbled; Ros. That's nothing; Would you were young again, and in full I've known a cobler do it, a poor thin cobler, vigour!
A cobler out of mouldy cheese perform it, I love a bounteous father's life, a lony one; Cabbage, and coarse black bread; methings, I'm none of those, that, when they shoot to a gentleman ripeness,
Should take foul scorn to have an awl out Do what they can to break the boughs they
name hiin, I wish you niany years, and many riches, Two at a birth? Why, every house-dove has And pleasures to enjoy'em: But for marriage,
too, I neither yet believe in't, nor affect it, That man that feeds well, promises as well Nor think it fit.
I should expect indeed something of wortla La Ca. You'll render me your reasons ? You talk of two?
from. Mir. Yes, sir, both short and pithy, and Alir. She would have me get two dozen, these they are :
Like butt ns, at a birth. You would have me marry a maid ?
Rvs. Fou love to braç, sir; La Ca. A maid? what else?
If you proclaim these offers at your marriage, Mir. Yes, there be things called widows, (You are a pretty-timber'd man; take heed!) dead men's wills,
They may be taken buld of, and expected, I never lov?d to prove those; nor nerer long'd | Yes, if not hop'd for at a higher rate too. yet
[monument. Mir. I will take heed, and thank you for To be buried alive in another man's cold your counsel.-And there be maids appearing, and maids Father, what think you? being:
(dows; La Ca. 'Tis a merry gentlewoman; The appearing are fantastic things, mere sha Will make, no doubt, a good wife. And, if you mark 'em well, they want their Mir. Not for me : heads too;
I marry her, and, happily, get nothing; Only the world, to cozen misty eyes,
In what a state am I then, father? I shall Hlas clapt'em on new faces. The maids being suffer, A man may venture on, it he be so mad to For any thing I hear to th' contrary, more marry,
fortune; mujorum; If he have neither fear before his eyes, nor I were as sure to be a cuckold, father, And let him take heed how he gather these A gentleman of antler---too;
[lons, La Cu. Away, away, fool! For look you, father, they are just like me Mir. As I ain sure to fail her expectation. Musk-melons are the emblems of these maids; I had rather get the pox than get her babies! Now they are ripe, now cut 'em they taste La Ca. You're much to blame! If this do pleasantly,
not affect you, And are a dainty fruit, digested easily; 'Pray' try the other; she's of a more demiure Neglect this present time, and come tomor way.
Bel. That I had but the audacity to talk They are so ripe, they're rotten-gone!?! I love that plain-spoken gentlewoman adinitheir sweetness
rably; Run into humour, and their taste to surfeit! And, certain, I could go as near to please her,
12 They are rotten gone.] Probably, 'rotten grown.' Sympson. We think' rotten gone' better than rotten grown ;' but a stop renders it still better :
They are so ripe, they are rotten- one !' &c.
If down-right doing-Sh' has a perilous coun Dlir. Yes. tenarce!
Lil. Learn to hold your peace then: If I could meet one that would believe me, Fond girls are got with tongues, women with And take hunest ineaning without circum tempers.
Mfir. Women, with I know what; but let Mir. You shall have your will, sir; I will that vanish :
(band try the other';
Go thy way, good wife Lias! Sure, thy husBut 'will be to small use.--I hope, fair lady, Must bave a strong pbilosopher's stone, he (For, methinks, in youreyes I see more mercy) will ne'er please thee else. You will enjoin your lover a less penance; Here's a starcht piece of austerity! Do you And tho' i'll promise much, as men are li hcar, father? beral,
hear this moral lecture? And vow an ample sacrifice of service,
La Ca. Yes, and like it. Yet your discretion, and your tenderness, Mir. Why, there's your judgment now; And thristiness in love, goud huswife's care there's an old bolt shot! To keep the stock entire
[fulness This thing must havethestrangestobservation, Lil. Good sir, speak louder,
(Do you mark mc, father?) when she is mar That these may witness too, you talk of noI should be loth alone to bear the burthen The strangest custom too of admiration Of so much indiscretion.
On all she does and speaks, 'twill be past Mir. Ilark ye, hark ye!
sufferance; Ods-bobs, you're angry, lady!
I must not lie with her in common language, Lil. Angry? no, sir ;
Nor cry, Have at thee, Kate!' I shall be I never ownd an anger to lose poorly.
hiss'd then; Mir. But you can love, for all this; and Nor eat my meat without the sąuce of sendelight too,
[diet! For all your set austerity, to hear
Your powder'd beef and problems, a rare Of a good husband, lady?
My first son monsieur Aristotle, I know it, Lil. You say true, sir ;
(years, Great master of the metaphysicks, or so; For, by my truth, I've heard of none these ten The second, Solon, and the best law-setter; They are so rare; and there are so many, sir, And I must look Egyptian god-fathers, So many longing women on their knees too, Which will be no small trouble : My eldest That pray the dropping-down of these good daughter busbands
Sappho, or such a fidling kind of poetrss, The dropping-down from Heav'n; for they're And brought up, invita Minervá, at her not bred bere
needle; That you may guess at all my hope, but My dogs must look their names too, and all hearing
Spartan, Mir. Why may not I be one?
Lelaps, Melampus! no more Fox and BauLil. You were near 'em once, sir,
diface. When ye came o'er the Alps; those are near I married to a sullen set of sentences? Heaven:
To one that weighs her words and her behaBut since you miss'd that bappiness, there is viours no hope of you.
In the gold weiglits of discretion? I'll be Mir. Can ye love a man?
bang'd first. Lil. Yes, if the man be lovely;
L« C«. Prithce reclaim thyself. That is, be honest, modest. I would have Nir. 'Pray ye, give me time then : hiin valiant,
they can set me any thing to play at, His anger slow, but certain for his honour; That seems fit for a gamester, have at the Traveli'd he should be, but tbro' himself ex fairest! actly,
countries; 'Till then see more, and try more '3! For 'tis fairer to know manners well than La Ca. Take your time then; He must be no vain talker, nor no lover I'll bar you no fair liberty. Come, gentlemen; To hear himself talk; they are brags of a And, ladies, com.e; to all, once more a welwanderer,
come! Of one finds no retreat for sair behaviour.
And now let's in to supper. [Erit. Would you learn more?
Mir. Ilow dost like 'em? 13 'Till I see more, and try more.) The sense here scems to indicate a slight corruption; which, however, makes a material difference: We would read,
'Pray ye, give me time then :
« 'Till then sec more, and try more!
Pinac. They're fair enough, butof so strange Bel. Bless me from this woman! I would behaviours
stand the cannon, Mir. Too strange for me: I must have Before ten words of hers. those bave mettle,
De G.. Do you find him now ? And mettle to my mind. Come, let's be Do you think he will be ever firm? merry.
Ori. I fear not.
Now do I know I have such a body to please SCENE I.
[sure on't, Enter Mirabell, Pinac, and Belleur.
As all the kingdom cannot fit her with, I'm afir. NE'ER tell me of this happiness; 'tis If I could but ialk myself into her favour.
scurvy! Mir. That's easily done. The state they bring with being sought-to, Bel. That's easily said; 'would'twere done! I had rathermake mine own play,and I will do. You should see then how I would lay about My happiness is in mine own content, And the despising of such glorious trifles", If I were virtuous, it would never grieve me, As I have done a thousand more.
Or any thing that might justify my modesty; hunour,
But when my nature is prone to do a charity, Give me a good free fellow, that sticks to me,
will not help me
Tho'I am sure 'twill be the hardest I e'er Pinac. You're happy.
(me; Mir. My only fear is that I must be forcd, A way I never tried too, which will stagger Against my nature, to conceal rnyself: And, if it do not shame me, I am happy. Health and an able body are two jewels. Mir. Win'em and wear 'em; I give up my Pinuc. If either of these two women were interest. offer'd to me now,
Pinuc. What say you, monsieur Balleur? I would think otherwise, and do accordingly; Bel. 'Wouid I could say, Yes, and recant my heresies, I would, sir, Or sing, or any thing that were but handsome! And be more tender of opinion,
I would be with her presently! And put a little of my travellid liberty.
Pinue. Yours is no venture; Out of the way, and look upou 'em seriously. A merry, ready wench. Methinks, this grave-carried wench
Bel. A vengeance squibber! Bel. Methinks, the other,
She'll fleer me out of faith too, The hone-spoken gentlewoman, that desires Mir. I'll be near thee; to be fruitful,
Pluck up thy heart; l'il second thee at all That treats of the full manage of the matter, brunts. (For there lies all my aim) that wench, ine Be angry,
if she abuse thee, and beat her a thinks,
Some women are won that way. If I were but well set on, for she is a fable's, Bel. 'Pray be quiet, If I were but hounded right, and one to teach And let me thinki I ain resolv'd to go on;
[th' point! But how I shali get off againShe speaks to th’matter, and comes home to Mir. I am persuaded
* Glorious trifles.] i. e. Vain trises. The word occurs twice again, in the same sense, in this act, p. 186. So the French often use gloire and glorieur.
14 ~ for she a fable.] he glaring nonsense of this passage strikes at first sight. I shall give the reader what I imagine was the original lection, and leave it to him whether it must stand or fall:
for she is affuble.' Sympson Sympson's conjecture is ingenious, though we cannot think the present realing gluring nonsense ; aud the next line seems to enforce it. The whole passage should be in a parenthesis, thus,
that wench, methinks,
'Slie speaks,' &c.
Thou wilt so please her, she'll go near to ra That makes me seek you, to confirm your mevish thee.
mory; Bel. I would 'twere come to that once! And that being fair and good, I cannot suffer. Let me pray a little.
I come to give you thanks too. Alir. Now for thine honour, Pinac! Board Mir. For what, prithee? que this modesty,
conquest Ori. For that fair piece of honesty you Warm but this frozen snow-ball, 'twill be a shew'd, sir, (Altho’ I know thou art a fortunate wencher, That constant pobleness. And hast done rarely in thy days) above all lir. Ilow? for I am short-headed. thy ventures.
Ori. I'll tell ye then; for refusing that free Bel. You will be ever near?
otter Mlir. At all necessities;
Of monsieur Naptolet's, those handsome And take thee oti, and set thee on again, boy, beauties, And cherish thice, and stroke thee.
Those two prime ladies, that might well have Bel. Help me out too;
prest ye, For I know I shall stick i'th' mire. If ye sec If not to have broken '7, yet to have bow'd us close onice,
[denly, your promise. Be gone, and leave me to my fortune, sud I know it was for my sake, for your faith For I am then determid'd to do wonders.
sake, Farewell, and fling an old shoe 16. Ilow my You slipt'em olf; your honesty compell'd ve; heart throbs!
And lei me tell yè, sir, it shew'd most hand'Would I were drunk! Farewell, Pinac ! sonely. Boas'n send us
Blir. And let me tell thee, there was no A jovful and a merry mecting, man!
such matter; Pinac. Farewell,
Nothing intended that way, of that nature : Aud chear thy heart up! and remeinber, I bave more to do with my honesty than to Belleur,
fool it, They are but women.
Or venture it in such leak barks as women. Bel. I had rather they were lions.
'em off because I lov'd 'em not, Ereunt Bel. & Pinnc. Because they are too queasy for my temper, Mir. About it; I'll be with ye instantly. And not for thy sake, nor tlie contract sake,
Nor vows nor oaths; I have made a thousand Enter Oriana.
of em; Shall I ne'er be at rest? no peace of con They are things indifferent, whether kept or science?
broken; No quiet for these creatures? am I ordain'd Mere venial slips, that grow not near the conTo be devour'd quick by these she-cannibals? science: Here's another they call handsome; I care Nothing concerns those tender parts; they not for her,
are trifics : I ne'er look after her:. When Jam half tippled, For, as I think, there was never man yet It may be I should turn her, and peruse her;
hop'd for Or, in my want of women, I might call for Either constancy or secrecy, from a woman,
Unless it were an ass ordain'd for sufferance; But to be haunted when I have no fancy, Nor to contract with such can be a tial 18 ; No maw to th' matter-Now! why do you So let them know again; for 'tis a justice, follow me!
And a main point of civil policy, Ori. I hope, sir, 'tis no blemish to my vir Whate'er we say or swear, they being reprotue;
(sides, Nor need you, out of scruple, ask that ques Out of the state of faith, we're clear of all tion,
And 'tis a curious blindness to believe us. If you remember you, before
Ori. You do not mean this, sure? The contract you tied to me : 'Tis iny love, Mir. Yes, sure, and certain ; sir,
And hold it positively, as a principle, 16 Fling an old shoe.] i. e. In order to produce good luck. It is a saying not yet obsclete. R.
17 If not to have broken, yet to have bow'd your promise.] Butler probably had this place in bis head when he wrote these lines :
Marriage, at best, is but a votv,
( Which all men either break or bow.' Sympsom. 18 Can be a tial.] Mr. Theobald makes a query about tial iv his margin: as it is a word i do not know any where to be found, I have, with Mr. Seward, taken ihe freedom to alter
Sympson. Mr. Sympson changes tial to tie : We have retained the old word, and think it is intellis gible, though there be no other authority for it.