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_Fran_. Cry Mercy, my Lord,--and yet I wou’d he were a thousand Leagues
off.
_Guil_. I have Bills of Exchange too, directed to thee, old Fellow, at
_Sevil_; but finding thee not there, and I (as most Persons of my
Quality are) being something idle, and never out of my way, came to this
Town, to seek thee, Fellow--bein... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Fran_. In love,--what, shall I be the Father of a Lord? wou’d it become
me, think ye?--he’s mighty full of Cogitabund--my Lord,--sure his Soul
has left the Tenement of his Body--I have his Bills here, and care not
if it never return more.
[_Looks over the Bills_.
_Car_. Dear _Julia_, let’s retire, our t... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Fran_. Oh, fearful--alas, dread Sir!
_Isa_. Ah! sheath your Sword, and calm your generous Rage.
_Guil_. I cannot brook a Rival in my Love, the rustling Pole of my
Affection is too strong to be resisted.
_Runs raging up and down the Stage with his Sword in his hand_.
_Isa_. I cannot think, my Lord, so mean a ... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Fran_. What, on all the sixscore, my Lord?
_Guil_. All, all; sa, sa, quoth I, sa, sa, sa, sa, sa, sa.
[_Fences him round the Stage_.
_Fran_. Hold, hold, my Lord, I am none of the sixscore.
_Guil_. And run ‘em all through the Body!
_Fran_. Oh Heavens! and kill’d ‘em all.
_Guil_... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Guil_. Sir, there is nothing like your true jest; a thing once well
done, is twice done, and I am the happiest Man in the World in your
Alliance; for, Sir, a Nobleman if he have any tolerable parts,--is a
thing much above the Vulgar;--oh,--here comes the Dancers.
_Enter Dancers_.
Come, sit down by me.
_Fran_. ‘Ti... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Guil_. Fellow, I forgive thee,--here’s my hand to kiss in sign and
token I am appeased.
[_Gives him his hand to kiss, ‘tis all black_.
_Ant_. A Pox of his honourable hand, ‘t had like to have spoiled all,
--well, since it must be so, I am content.
_Guil_. So, now Peace is concluded on, on all sides, what... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Isa_. He is a delicate fine Person, _Jacinta_; but, methinks he does
not make Love enough to me.
_Jac_. Oh, Madam, Persons of his Quality never make Love in Words, the
greatness of their Actions show their Passion.
_Jac_. Ay, ‘tis true all the little Fellows talk of Love.
_Guil_. Come, Ladies, set; Come, _Isabella_, ... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Fran_. Oh Lord, no goodness, I’ll warrant.
_Capt_. But, Gentlemen, pluck up your Spirits, be bold and resolute.
_Fran_. Oh Lord, bold and resolute! why, what’s the matter, Captain?
_Capt_. You are old, Signior, and we expect no good from you but Prayers
to Heaven?
_Fran_. Oh Lord, Prayers to Heaven! Why, I hope, Capt... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Fran_. Ay, I dare swear.
_Enter Seaman_.
_Sea_. Ah, Sirs, what mean you? Come on the Deck for shame.
_Ant_. My Lord, let us not tamely fall, there’s danger near. [_Draws_.
_Guil_. Ay, ay, there’s never smoke, but there’s some fire--Come, let’s
away--ta la, tan ta la, la la, &c. [Draws.
... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Fran_. Hah,--my Wife! My Wife ravish’d--oh, I’m dead.
_Jul_. Fear not, my dear, I’ll rather die than do thee wrong.
_Fran_. Wou’d she wou’d, quickly,--then there’s her Honour sav’d, and
her Ransom, which is better.
_Guz_. Down with the muttering Dog; [_He descends_.
--And takes the Ladies to several Cabins.
... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Isa_. Why, will he eat us all?
_Guz_. A slice of each, perhaps, as he finds his Appetite inclin’d.
_Isa_. A slice, uncivil Fellow,--as if this Beauty were for a bit and
away;--Sir, a word,--if you will do me the favour, to recommend me to be
first served up to the _Grand Seignior_, I shall remember the Civility
when ... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Enter some _Turks _with the body of _Francisco _in chains,
and lay him down on a Bank_.
1st _Turk_. Christian, so ho ho, Slave, awake.--
[_Rubbing and calling him_.
_Fran_. Hah! where am I?--my Wife,--my Wife--where am I?--hah! what
are you?--Ghosts,--Devils,--Mutes,--no answ... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
1st _Turk_. Friend, you’ll know your Destiny presently; for ‘tis the
custom of the Great _Turk_ to view the Captives, and consider of their
Ransoms and Liberties, according to his pleasure. See, he is coming
forth with the _Vizier Bassa_.
_Enter_ Carlos _and_ Guzman _as_ Turks _with Followers_.
Most mighty Emperor... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Fran_. Castrated! Oh, that’s some dreadful thing, I’ll warrant,--
Gracious Great Turk, for Mahomet’s sake, excuse me; alas, I’ve lost
my wits.
_Car_. _Galero Gardines_?
_Guz_. The Emperor asks if thou art married, Fellow.
_Fran_. Hah--Married--I was, an’t like your Monsterousness, but, I
doubt, your People have spoil... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Car_. What are you, Sir?
_Ant_. A Citizen of _Cadiz_.
_Car_. Set ‘em by, we’ll consider of their ransoms--now unveil the
Ladies.
[Guzman _unveils_ Jacinta.
_Fran_. Oh, dear Wife, now or never show thy Love, make a damnable face
upon the filthy Ravisher,--glout thy Eyes thus--and thrust out thy upper
lip, t... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Guil_. Hum--your Majesty’s humble Servant.
[_Putting off his Hat ridiculously_.
_Fran_. How! refuse my Daughter too! I see the Lot of a Cuckold will
fall to my share.
_Guz_. This is the Wife, Great Sir, of this old Slave.
[_Unveils_ Julia.
_C... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Guz_. Slave, go, and on your knees resign your Wife.
_Fran_. She’s of years of discretion, and may dispose of her self; but I
can hold no longer: and is this your _Mahometan_ Conscience, to take
other Mens Wives, as if there were not single Harlots enough in the
World? [_In rage_.
_Guz_. Peace, thou diminutive Chr... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Cure then, thou mighty winged God,
This raging Fever in my Blood.
One golden-pointed Dart take back;
But which, O_ Cupid, _wilt thou take?
if_ Damon’s, _all my hopes are crost:
Or, that of my_ Alexis, _I am lost_.
_Enter Dancers, which dance an Antick_.
_Car_. Come, my dear _Julia_, let’s retire to sha... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
[_She weeps, he stands looking on her_.
_Guil_. My rage dissolves.
_Isa_. I ask but Death, or Pity. [_He weeps_.
_Guil_. I cannot hold;--but if I shou’d forgive, and marry you,
you wou’d be gadding after honour still, longing to be a she Great
_Turk_ again.
_Isa_. Break not my heart w... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Guz_. Men that have kind Wives may be as happy; you’ll have the honour
of being made a Cuckold, Heaven be prais’d.
_Fran_. Ay, Sir, I thank ye,--pray, under the Rose, how does my Wife
please his Grace the Great _Turk_?
_Guz_. Murmuring again, thou Slave.
_Fran. Who_, I? O Lord, Sir! not I, why, what hurt is there in ... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Enter_ Turk _and_ Julia.
_Fran_. My dear _Julia_, you are a Fool, my Love.
_Jul_. For what, dear Husband?
_Fran_. I say, a silly Fool, to refuse the Love of so great a _Turk_;
why, what a Pox makes you so coy? [_Angrily_.
_Jul_. How! this from you, _Francisco_.
_Fran_. Now does my Heart begin to fail me; and y... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Jul_. Since you’ve lost your Honour with your wits, I’ll try what mine
will do.
_Enter_ Carlos, Turks.
_Fran_. Oh, I am lost, I’m lost--dear Wife,--most mighty Sir, I’ve
brought her finely to’t--do not make me lose my credit with his
_Mahometan_ Grace,--my Wife has a monstrous Affection for your Honour,
but she’s... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Cla_. Nay, hang me if it be my fault, _Antonio_: Charge it to the
number of your own Sins; it shall not lie at my door.
_Ant_. ‘Tis generously said, and take notice, my little dear Virago,
_Guzman_ has a Priest ready to tie you to your word.
_Cla_. As fast as you please; hang her that fears the conjuring knot for
me:... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Isa_. How now, _Clara_! [_Nodding to her_.
_Jac_. I give your Honour joy.
_Isa_. Thank thee, poor Creature.--
_Fran_. My Lord, this Honour you have done my Daughter is so signal,
that whereas I designed her but five thousand Pound, I will this happy
day settle on her ten.
_Guil_. Damn dirty trash, your Beauty is s... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Jac_. I know not, this noise of Weddings has set me agog, and I’ll e’en
in, and try what ‘tis.
[_Ex_. Antonio, Clara, _and_ Jacinta.
_Guil_. Come, Madam, your Honour and I have something else to do, before
I have fully dub’d you a Viscountess.
_Isa_. Ah, Heav’ns, what’s that?
_Guil_. Why a c... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Enter First_ Turk.
1st _Turk_. Most mighty Emperor, a Messenger from _Cadiz_ has Letters for
your Highness.
_Car_. Conduct him in; in this retreat of ours we use no State.
_Enter_ Guzman, _as himself, gives_ Carlos _Letters_.
_Guz_. Don _Carlos_, Governor of _Cadiz_, greets your Highness.
_Carlos_ reads.
Hi... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Bal_. Son _Francisco_, why do you gaze on me so?
_Fran_. Bless me, Sir, are you taken by the Great _Turk_ too?
_Bal_. Taken,--Great _Turk_,--what do mean?
_Fran_. Mean, Sir! why, how the Devil came you into _Turkey_?
_Bal_. Sure, Jealousy has crack’d his brains.
_Fran_. Crack me no Cracks, good Father mine;--am not I... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Fran_. Oh,--Sir, she’s at your Service still.
_Car_. I thank you, Sir, and take her as my own.
_Bal_. Hold, my Honour’s concerned.
_Fran_. Not at all, Father mine, she’s my Wife, my Lumber now, and, I
hope, I may dispose of my Goods and Chattels--if he takes her we are
upon equal terms, for he makes himself my Cuckol... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Isa_. Help! murder, murder!
_Guil_. Well, Gentlemen, I am something a better fortune than you
believe me, by some thousands.
[_Shows_ Car. _his Writings_.
_Car_. Substantial and good! faith, Sir, I know not where you’ll find a
better fortune for your Daughter, as cases stand. [_To_ Francisco... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
THE LUCKY CHANCE; OR, AN ALDERMAN’S BARGAIN.
ARGUMENT.
Harry Bellmour, having killed his man in a duel, flies to Brussels,
perforce leaving behind him Leticia, to whom he is affianced. During his
absence Sir Feeble Fainwou’d, a doting old alderman and his rival,
having procured his pardon from the King to prevent it ... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
SOURCE.
The plot of _The Lucky Chance; or, An Alderman’s Bargain_ is original
save for the details of Lady Fulbank’s design upon Gayman, when he is
conveyed to her house by masqued devils and conducted to her chamber by
Pert dressed as a withered beldame. In this Mrs. Behn exactly copies
Shirley’s excellent comedy, _T... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
The audience must indeed have been qualmish prudes. Of all plays it is
the most harmless. The scene in the fourth Act to which exception was
taken seems to have been No. II, after the marriage of Gasper and
Antonia, a most trifling and inept business. In Act V, IV, Alexis says
to Viola: ‘As for you Madam bread and wat... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
The Abbot of _Aubignac_ to show that Plays have been ever held most
important to the very Political Part of Government, says, The Phylosophy
of _Greece_, and the Majesty and Wisdom of the Romans, did equally
concern their Great Men in making them Venerable, Noble, and
Magnificent: Venerable, by their Consecration to t... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Long may your Lordship live to remain in this most Honourable Station,
that his Majesty may be serv’d with an entire Fidelity, and the Nation
be render’d perfectly Happy. Since from such Heads and Hearts, the
Monarch reaps his Glory, and the Kingdom receives its Safety and
Tranquility. This is the unfeign’d Prayer of,... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
I say, after all these Supervisors the Ladys may be convinc’d, they left
nothing that could offend, and the Men of their unjust Reflections on so
many Judges of Wit and Decencys. When it happens that I challenge any
one, to point me out the least Expression of what some have made their
Discourse, they cry, _That Mr_. ... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Ladies, for its further Justification to you, be pleas’d to know, that
the first Copy of this Play was read by several Ladys of very great
Quality, and unquestioned Fame, and received their most favourable
Opinion, not one charging it with the Crime, that some have been pleas’d
to find in the Acting. Other Ladys who s... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
THE LUCKY CHANCE;
or, An Alderman’s Bargain.
PROLOGUE,
Spoken by Mr. _Jevon_.
_Since with old Plays you have so long been cloy’d,
As with a Mistress many years enjoy’d,
How briskly dear Variety you pursue;
Nay, though for worse ye change, ye will have New.
Widows take heed some of you in fresh Youth
Have been the un... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
DRAMATIS PERSONAE
MEN.
Sir _Feeble Fainwou’d_, an old Alderman to be married Mr. _Leigh_.
to _Leticia_,
Sir _Cautious Fulbank_, an old Banker married to _Julia_, Mr. _Nokes_.
Mr. _Gayman_, a Spark of the Town, Lover of _Julia_, Mr. _Betterton_.
Mr. _Bellmour_. contracted to _Leticia_. disguis’d, and
passe... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Enter Mr_. Gingle _and several with Musick_.
_Fid_. But hark ye, Mr. _Gingle_, is it proper to play before the
Wedding?
_Gin_. Ever while you live, for many a time in playing after the first
night, the Bride’s sleepy, the Bridegroom tir’d, and both so out of
humour, that perhaps they hate any thing that puts ‘em ... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Gay_. Hah, this to me, dear _Harry_?
_Bel_. Whither is Honour, Truth and Friendship fled?
_Gay_. Why, there ne’er was such a Virtue,
’.is all a Poet’s Dream.
_Bel_. I thank you, Sir.
_Gay_. I’m sorry for’t, or that ever I did any thing that could deserve
it: put up your Sword--an honest man wou’d say how he’s offende... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Bel_. Too well, would I had never heard thee.
_Gay_. Now I being the Confident in your Amours, the Jack-go-between--
the civil Pimp or so--you left her in charge with me at your Departure.
_Bel_. I did so.
_Gay_. I saw her every day; and every day she paid the Tribute of a
shower of Tears, to the dear Lord of all her... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Bel_. Didst thou?--pursue thy kind Design. Get me to see her; and sure
no Woman, even possest with a new Passion,
Grown confident even to Prostitution,
But when she sees the Man to whom she’s sworn so very--very much, will
find Remorse and Shame.
_Gay_. For your sake, though the day be broke upon us,
And I’m undone, ... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Bel_. ‘Tis she; support me, _Charles_, or I shall sink to Earth,
--Methought in passing by she cast a scornful glance at me;
Such charming Pride I’ve seen upon her Eyes,
When our Love-Quarrels arm’d ‘em with Disdain--
I’ll after ‘em, if I live she shall not ‘scape me.
[_Offers to go_, Gay.... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Dear Brother,
_According to your desire I have sent for my Son from
_St. Omer’s_, whom I have sent to wait on you in_ England;
_he is a very good Accountant, and fit for Business, and much
pleased he shall see that Uncle to whom he’s so obliged, and
which is so gratefully acknowledged by--Dear Brother, you... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
--Faith, _Charles_, you lie--you are as welcome to me now,
Now when I doubt thy Fortune is declining,
As if the Universe were thine.
_Pert_. That, Madam, is a noble Gratitude. For if his Fortune be
declining, ‘tis sacrificed to his Passion for your Ladyship.
--’Tis all laid out on Love.
L. _Ful_. I prize my Honour mor... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
L. _Ful_. But what’s all this to _Gayman_?
_Bred_. Madam, this _Wasteall_ was Mr. _Gayman_.
L. _Ful_. _Gayman_! Saw’st thou _Gayman_?
_Bred_. Madam, Mr. _Gayman_, yesterday.
L. _Ful_. When came he to Town?
_Bred_. Madam, he has not been out of it.
L. _Ful_. Not at his Uncle’s in _Northamptonshire_?
_Bred_. Your Ladysh... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
L. _Ful_. What a leud Description hast thou made of his Chamber?
_Bred_. Then for his Equipage, ‘tis banisht to one small Monsieur, who
(saucy with his Master’s Poverty) is rather a Companion than a Footman.
L. _Ful_. But what said he to the Forfeiture of his Land?
_Bred_. He sigh’d and cry’d, Why, farewel dirty Acres... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Sir _Feeb_. Here, _Ralph_, the Bottle, Rogue, of Sack, ye Rascal; hadst
thou been a Butler worth hanging, thou wou’dst have met us at the door
with it.--Ods bods, Sweet-heart, thy health.
_Bear_. Away with it, to the Bride’s _Haunce in Kelder_.
Sir _Feeb_. Gots so, go to, Rogue, go to, that shall be, Knave, that
shall... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Let_. Believe me, Sir, I shall not merit this kindness.
Sir _Feeb_. Go to--More of your Love, and less of your Ceremony--give
the old Fool a hearty buss, and pay him that way--he, ye little wanton
Tit, I’ll steal up--and catch ye and love ye--adod, I will--get ye
gone--get ye gone.
_Let_. Heavens, what a nauseous thi... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Bel_. That’s been my study, Sir.
Sir _Feeb_. And you will not be proud, but will be commanded by me,
_Francis_?
_Bel_. I desire not to be favour’d as a Kinsman, Sir, but as your
humblest Servant.
Sir _Feeb_. Why, thou’rt an honest Fellow, _Francis_,--and thou’rt
heartily welcome--and I’ll make thee fortunate. But com... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Enter L_. Fulb. _and_ Pert, _Sir_ Cau. _and Sir_ Feeb.
Sir _Feeb_. Enough, enough, Sir _Cautious_, we apprehend one another.
Mr. _Bearjest_, your Uncle here and I have struck the Bargain, the Wench
is yours with three thousand Pound present, and something more after
Death, which your Uncle likes well.
_Bea_. Does... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Sir _Feeb_. Oh, _Francis_! Come hither, _Francis_.
_Lette_, here’s a young Rogue has a mind to kiss thee.
[_Puts them together, she starts back_.
--Nay, start not, he’s my own Flesh and Blood,
My Nephew--Baby--look, look how the young
Rogues stare at one another; like will to like, I see... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Rag_. Faith, Master, I must deal in the black Art then, for no human
means will do’t--and now I talk of the black Art, Master, try your Power
once more with my Landlady.
_Gay_. Oh! name her not, the thought on’t turns my Stomach--a sight of
her is a Vomit; but he’s a bold Hero that dares venture on her for a
kiss, an... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Gay_. Here, _Rag_, run and fetch her a Pint of Sack--there’s no other
way of quenching the Fire in her flabber Chops.
[_Exit_ Rag.
--But, my dear Landlady, have a little Patience.
_Land_. Patience! I scorn your Words, Sir--is this a place to trust in?
tell me of Patience, th... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
[She drinks.
_Land_. I am a little hasty sometimes, but you know my good Nature.
_Gay_. I do, and therefore trust my little wants with you. I shall be
rich again--and then, my dearest Landlady--
_Land_. Wou’d this Wine might ne’er go through me, if I wou’d not go,
as they say, t... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Gay_. Was ever man put to such beastly shifts? ‘Sdeath, how she stunk--
my senses are most luxuriously regal’d--there’s my perpetual Musick too--
[_Knocking of Hammers on a Anvil_.
The ringing of Bells is an Ass to’t.
_Enter_ Rag.
_Rag_. Sir, there’s one in a Coach below wou’d spe... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Gay_. Hum--I am awake sure, and this is Gold I grasp.
I could not see this Devil’s cloven Foot;
Nor am I such a Coxcomb to believe,
But he was as substantial as his Gold.
Spirits, Ghosts, Hobgoblins, Furies, Fiends and Devils,
I’ve often heard old Wives fright Fools and Children with,
Which, once arriv’d to common Se... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Bel_. Oh my _Leticia_!
_Let_. Hah, ‘tis there again; that very voice was _Bellmour’s_:
Where art thou, Oh thou lovely charming Shade?
For sure thou canst not take a Shape to fright me.
--What art thou?--speak!
[_Not looking behind her yet for fear_.
_Bel_. Thy constant true Adorer,
Who all this fatal Da... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Let_. But how ‘twixt this and that can I defend
My self from the loath’d Arms of an impatient Dotard,
That I may come a spotless Maid to thee?
_Bel_. Thy native Modesty and my Industry
Shall well enough secure us.
Feign your nice Virgin-Cautions all the day;
Then trust at night to my Conduct to preserve thee.
--And w... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Sir _Cau_. A prudent Man would reserve himself--Good-facks, I danc’d so
on my Wedding-day, that when I came to Bed, to my Shame be it spoken, I
fell fast asleep, and slept till morning.
L. _Ful_. Where was your Wisdom then, Sir _Cautious_? But I know what a
wise Woman ought to have done.
Sir _Feeb_. Odsbobs, that’s Wo... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Dia_. And are you sure, Sir, you will venture on me?
_Bea_. Sure!--I thank you for that--as if I could not believe my Uncle;
For in this case a young Heir has no more to do, but to come and see,
settle, marry, and use you scurvily.
_Dia_. How, Sir, scurvily?
_Bea_. Very scurvily, that is to say, be always fashionably... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Gay_. What--I’m not discreet enough;
I’ll babble all in my next high Debauch,
Boast of your Favours, and describe your Charms
To every wishing Fool.
L. _Ful_. Or make most filthy Verses of me--
Under the name of _Cloris_--you _Philander_,
Who in leud Rhimes confess the dear Appointment;
What Hour, and where, how sile... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
[_Exeunt all but L_. Ful. Bred, _who are talking, and_ Gayman.
L. _Ful_. But dost thou think he’ll come?
_Bred_. I do believe so, Madam--
L. _Ful_. Be sure you contrive it so, he may not know whither, or to
whom he comes.
_Bred_. I warrant you, Madam, for our Parts.
[_Exit_ Bre... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Yet to the World with so bewitching Arts,
Your dazling Beauty you around display,
And triumph in the Spoils of broken Hearts,
That sink beneath your feet, and croud your Way.
Ah! suffer now your Cruelty to cease,
And to a fruitless War prefer a Peace_.
_Enter_ Ralph _with Light, Sir_ Feeble, _and_ ... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Bel_. Is’t possible, Sir, you cou’d devise such News?
Sir _Feeb_. Possible, Man! I did it, I did it; she swooned at the News,
shut her self up a whole Month in her Chamber; but I presented high: she
sigh’d and wept, and swore she’d never marry: still I presented; she
hated, loathed, spit upon me; still, adod, I prese... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Bel_. He’s gone, quickly, oh Love inspire me!
_Enter a Footman_.
_Foot_. Sir, my Master, Sir _Cautious Fulbank_, left his Watch on the
little Parlor-Table to night, and bid me call for’t.
_Bel_. Hah--the Bridegroom has it, Sir, who is just gone to Bed, it
shall be sent him in the Morning.
_Foot_. ‘Tis very well, ... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Let_. ‘Tis _Bellmour’s_ Voice!
_Bel_. Oh, Sir, do you know this Watch?
Sir _Feeb_. This Watch!
_Bel_. Ay, Sir, this Watch?
Sir _Feeb_. This Watch!--why, prithee, why dost tell me of a Watch? ‘tis
Sir _Cautious Fulbank’s_ Watch; what then, what a Pox dost trouble me
with Watches? [_Offers to put him out, he returns... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
[_Exit Sir_ Feeble, Bellmour _runs to_ Leticia.
_Bel_. Now, my _Leticia_, if thou e’er didst Love, If ever thou
design’st to make me blest--Without delay fly this adulterous Bed.
Sir _Feeb_. Why, _Francis_, where are you, Knave?
[_Sir _Feeb_. within_.
_Be... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Gay_. Why, there’s it now.
_Old W_. Fortune and Love invite you, if you dare follow me.
_Gay_. This is the first thing in Petticoats that ever dar’d me in vain.
Were I but sure she were but human now--for sundry Considerations she
might down--but I will on--
[_She goes, he follows; both go out_.
S... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Pert sings.
_You, before you enter here
On this sacred Ring must swear_,
[Puts it on his Finger, holds his Hand.
_By the Figure which is round,
Your Passion constant and profound;
By the Adamantine Stone,
To be fixt to one alone:
By the Lustre, which is true,
Ne’er to break your sacred Vow.
... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Bred_. Hah, knocking so late at our Gate--
[_Opens the door_.
_Enter Sir_ Feeble _drest, and arm’d Cap-a-pee, with a broad
Waste-Belt stuck round with Pistols, a Helmet, Scarf, Buff-coat
and half Pike_.
Sir _Feeb_. How now, how now, what’s the matter here?
_Bred_. Matter... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Sir _Feeb_. As soon as you please, Sir.
Lord, how wildly he stares! He’s much disturb’d in’s mind
--Well, Sir, let us be brief--
Sir _Cau_. As brief as you please, Sir--Well, Brother--
[_Pausing still_.
Sir _Feeb_. So, Sir.
Sir _Cau_. How strangely he stares and gapes--so... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Sir _Feeb_. I grant it, Sir--but to the business, Sir, I came for.
Sir _Cau_. With all my Soul--
[_They sit gaping, and expecting when either should speak.
Enter_ Bredwel _and_ Gayman _at the door_. Bredwel _sees them,
and puts_ Gayman_ back again_.
_Bred_. Hah--Sir _Feeble_, and Sir _Cautious_ there--what... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Sir _Feeb_. I know of no such thing, Sir.
Sir _Cau_. No, Sir?
Sir _Feeb_. No, Sir.
Sir _Cau_. Then what wou’d you be at, Sir?
Sir _Feeb_. I be at, Sir! what wou’d you be at, Sir?
Sir _Cau_. Ha, ha, ha--why this is the strangest thing--to see an old
Fellow, a Magistrate of the City, the first Night he’s married, forsak... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Sir _Cau_. Oh Lord, oh Lord!
_Gay_. Hah!--old Sir _Feeble Fainwou’d_--why, where the Devil am I?
--’Tis he:--and be it where it will, I’ll fright the old Dotard for
cozening my Friend of his Mistress. [_Stalks on_.
Sir _Feeb_. Oh, guard me,--guard me--all ye Pow’rs! [_Trembling_.
_Gay_. Thou call’st in vain, fon... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Phil_. Oh, are you come, Sir? I’ll call my Lady down.
_Bel_. Oh, haste, the Minutes fly--leave all behind.
And bring _Leticia_ only to my Arms.
[_A noise of People_.
--Hah, what noise is that? ‘Tis coming this way,
I tremble with my fears--hah, Death and the Devil,
’.is he--
_Ente... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Sir _Feeb_. Wife! adod, ‘tis I she means--’tis I she means--[_Merrily_.
_Let_. Oh _Bellmour, Bellmour_.
[_Sir _Feeb_. starts back from her hands_.
Sir _Feeb_. Hum--what’s that--_Bellmour_!
_Let_. Hah! Sir _Feeble_!--he would not, Sir, have us’d me thus
unkindly.
Sir _Feeb_. Oh--I’m glad ‘tis no wo... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_We’ll give young Wenches leave to whine and blush,
And fly those Blessings which--ads bobs, they wish_.
[_Exeunt_.
ACT IV.
SCENE I. _Sir _Feeble’s_ House_.
_Enter Lady_ Fulbank, Gayman _fine, gently pulling her back
by the hand; and_ Ralph _meets ‘em_.
L... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
L. _Ful_. I am sorry that it does not, since to maintain
This Gallantry, ‘tis said you use base means,
Below a Gentleman.
_Gay_. Who dares but to imagine it’s a Rascal,
A Slave, below a beating--what means my _Julia_?
L. _Ful_. No more dissembling, I know your Land is gone
--I know each Circumstance of all your Wants;... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Gay_. But such a Carcase ‘twas--deliver me--so rivell’d, lean and
rough--a Canvas Bag of wooden Ladles were a better Bed-fellow.
L. _Ful_. Now though I know that nothing is more distant than I from
such a Monster--yet this angers me. Death! cou’d you love me and submit
to this?
_Gay_. ‘Twas that first drew me in--
Th... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Sir _Cau_. So, I’ll be hang’d if he do not tell me, I’m a Cuckold now: I
see it in his Eyes. My Ear, Sir! I’d have you to know I scorn any man’s
secrets, Sir;--for ought I know you may whisper Treason to me, Sir.
Pox on him, how handsom he is, I hate the sight of the young Stallion.
... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Bel_. Sir, my service to you. [_Drinks to him_.
_Gay_. Your Servant, Sir. Wou’d I cou’d come to speak to _Bellmour_,
which I dare not do in publick, lest I betray him. I long to be resolv’d
where ‘twas Sir _Feeble_ was last night--if it were he--by which I might
find out my invisible Mistress.
_Noi_. Noble Mr. _Wa... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Bel_. How, Sir, the Devil!
Sir _Cau_. I say the Devil; Heaven bless every wise Man from the Devil.
_Bea_. The Devil, sha! there’s no such Animal in Nature; I rather think
he pads.
_Noi_. Oh, Sir, he has not Courage for that--but he’s an admirable
Fellow at your Lock.
Sir _Cau_. Lock! My Study-Lock was pickt--I begin ... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
[_Exeunt all but_ Bellmour.
_Bel_. Hah--a Ghost! what can he mean? A Ghost, and _Bellmour’s_!
--Sure my good Angel, or my Genius,
In pity of my Love, and of _Leticia_--
But see _Leticia_ comes, but still attended--
_Enter_ Leticia, _Lady_ Fulbank, Diana.
--Remember--oh,... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
[_Ex_. Leticia _and L_. Fulbank.
_Bea_. Oh Lord, Madam, you oblige me--look, _Ned_, you had a mind to
have a full view of my Mistress, Sir, and--here she is.
[_He stands gazing_.
Go, salute her--look how he stands now; what a sne... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Dia_. Shou’d I consent, my Father is a Man whom Interest sways, not
Honour; and whatsoever Promises he ‘as made you, he means to break ‘em
all, and I am destin’d to another.
_Bea_. How, another--his Name, his Name, Madam--here’s _Ned_ and I fear
ne’er a single Man i’th’ Nation, What is he--what is he?--
_Dia_. A Fop,... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Sir _Cau_. A hundred Pound! why, ‘tis a sum, Sir--a sum--why, what the
Devil did I do with a Box and Dice!
L. _Ful_. Why, you made a shift to lose, Sir? And where’s the harm of
that? We have lost, and he has won; anon it may be your Fortune.
Sir _Cau_. Ay, but he could never do it fairly, that’s certain. Three
hundred... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Sir _Cau_. Hold, Sir--why so hasty--my Wife? no--put up your Money,
Sir--what, lose my Wife for three hundred Pounds!--
_Gay_. Lose her, Sir!--why, she shall be never the worse for my wearing,
Sir--the old covetous Rogue is considering on’t, I think--What say you
to a Night? I’ll set it to a Night--there’s none need k... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
[_Puts down his Hat of Money, and each of em take a Box and Dice,
and kneel on the Stage, the rest come about ‘em_.
Sir _Cau_. He that comes first to One and thirty wins--
[_They throw and count_.
L. _Ful_. What are you playing for?
Sir _Feeb_. Nothing, nothing--but... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Sir _Cau_. Procure her! with all my soul, Sir; alas, you mistake my
honest meaning, I scorn to be so unjust as not to see you a-bed
together; and then agree as well as you can, I have done my part--In
order to this, Sir--get but your self conveyed in a Chest to my house,
with a Direction upon’t for me; and for the res... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Sir _Feeb_. No more of that, I beseech you, Madam:
Prithee, Sir _Cautious_, take away your Wife--Madam, your Servant--
[_All go out after the Light_.
--Come, _Lette, Lette_; hasten, Rogue, hasten to thy Chamber; away,
here be the young Wenches coming--
... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Let_. Go you first, Sir, I will but stay to say my Prayers,
which are that Heaven wou’d deliver me. [_Aside_.
Sir _Feeb_. Say thy Prayers!--What, art thou mad! Prayers upon thy
Wedding-night! a short Thanksgiving or so--but Prayers quoth a--’Sbobs,
you’ll have time enough for that, I doubt--
_Le_. I am asham’d to ... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Bel_. No, you had rather yet go on in Sin:
Thou wou’dst live on, and be a baffled Cuckold.
Sir _Feeb_. Oh, not for the World, Sir! I am convinc’d and mortifi’d.
_Bel_. Maintain her fine, undo thy Peace to please her, and still be
Cuckol’d on,--believe her,--trust her, and be Cuckol’d still.
Sir _Feeb_. I see my Folly... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Enter_ Bredwel.
--Hah! who’s there? _Bredwel_?
_Bred_. Oh, are you come, Sir--and can you be so kind to a poor Youth,
to favour his Designs, and bless his Days?
_Gay_. Yes, I am ready here with all my Devils, both to secure you your
Mistress, and to cudgel your Captain and Squire, for abusing me behind
my Back so... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Enter_ Noisey _and_ Diana.
_Bea_. I’m much oblig’d to you, Sir; oh, Captain-- [_Talks to him_.
_Bred_. Haste, Dear; the Parson waits,
To finish what the Powers design’d above.
_Dia_. Sure nothing is so bold as Maids in Love! [_They go out_.
_Noi_. Psho! he conjure--he can flie as soon.
_Gay_. Gentlemen, you... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
L. _Ful_. But why to Night? indeed you’re wondrous kind methinks.
Sir _Cau_. Why, I don’t know--a Wedding is a sort of an Alarm to Love;
it calls up every Man’s courage.
L. _Ful_. Ay, but will it come when ‘tis call’d?
Sir _Cau_. I doubt you’ll find it to my Grief-- [_Aside_.
--But I think ‘tis all one to thee, tho... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
Sir _Cau_. Why, in consideration of my Age, and your Youth, I’d bear a
Conscience--provided you do things wisely.
L. _Ful_. Do what thing, Sir?
Sir _Cau_. You know what I mean--
L. _Ful_. Hah--I hope you wou’d not be a Cuckold, Sir.
Sir _Cau_. Why--truly in a civil way--or so.
L. _Ful_. There is but one way, Sir, to m... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Enter Sir_ Cautious.
Sir _Cau_. [_Lifting up the Chest-lid_.] So, you are come, I see--
[_Goes, and locks the door_.
_Gay_. Hah--he here! nay then, I was deceiv’d, and it was _Julia_ that
last night gave me the dear Assignation. [_Aside_.
[_Si... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
[Gayman _signs to him to be gone; he makes grimaces
as loath to go, and Exit_.
SCENE VI. _Draws over, and represents another Room in the same House_.
_Enter_ Parson, Diana, _and_ Pert _drest in_ Diana’s _Clothes_.
_Dia_. I’ll swear, Mrs. _Pert_, you look very prettily in my Clothes;
and since you, Sir, ha... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 | |
_Enter Lady_ Fulbank _undrest_, Gayman, _half undrest upon
his Knees, following her, holding her Gown_.
L. _Ful_. Oh! You unkind--what have you made me do? Unhand me, false
Deceiver--let me loose--
Sir _Cau_. Made her do?--so, so--’tis done--I’m glad of that--
... | The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III | Behn, Aphra | 1640 | 1689 | ['en'] | 82 | {'English drama -- 17th century'} | PG10039 |
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