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And each one to his Office, when he wakes.

[Some bear out Sly. Sound Trumpets, Sirrah, go see what trumpet is that sounds. Belike, fome noble gentleman that means, [Ex. Servant, Travelling some journey, to repose him here.

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Re-enter 4 Servant. How now? who is it?

Ser. An't please your Honour, Players That offer Service to your lordship.

Lord. Bid them come near :

Enter Players.
Now, Fellows, you are welcome.

Play. We thank your Honour.
Lord. Do you intend to stay with me to night?
2 Play. So please your Lordship to accept our duty. *

Lord. With all my heart. This fellow I remember,
Since once he play'd a farmer's eldest son:
'Twas where you woo'd the gentlewoman so well :
I have forgot your name; but, sure, that part
Was aptly fitted, and naturally perform’d.

Sim. I think, 'twas Soto that your Honour means.

Lord. 'Tis very true; thou didst it excellent :
Well, you are come to me in happy time,
The rather for I have some sport in hand,
Wherein your cunning can affist me much.

* It was in those times the a very facetious Serving-man. custom of players to travel in Mr. Rowe and Mr. Pope prefix companies, and offer their service the Name of Sim to the Line at great houses.

here spoken ; but the first folio 1 I think, 'twas Soto] I take has it Sincklo ; which, no doubt, our Author here to be paying a was the Name of one of the Compliment to Beaumont and Players here introduc'd, and who Fletcher's Women pleas’d, in which bad play'd the Part of Soto with Comedy there is the Character of Applause.

THEOBALD. Soto, who is a Farmer's Son, and

There

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There is a Lord will hear you play to night;
But I am doubtful of your modefties,
Lest, over-eying of his odd Behaviour,
(For yet his honour never heard a Play,)
You break into some merry Passion,
And so offend him for I tell you, Sirs,
If you should smile, he grows impatient.

Play. Fear not, my lord, we can contain ourselves ; Were he the veriest antick in the world.

2 Play. [to the other.) Go get a Dishclout to make clean your shoes, and I'll speak for the properties.

(Exit Player, My lord, we must have a shoulder of mutton for a property, and a little Vinegar to make our devil roar. 9

Lord. Go, firrah, take them to the buttery, And give them friendly welcome, every one: Let them want nothing that the house affords.

(Exit one with tbe Players, Sirrah, go you to Bartholomew my page, And see him drest in all suits like a lady. That done, conduct him to the drunkard's chamber, And call him Madam, do him all obeisance. Tell him from me, (as he will win my love) He bear himself with honourable action,

8 Property, in the language of And the Passion being that, of all a play-house, is every implement the mysteries, which was most necessary to the exhibition.

frequently represented, vinegar 9 a little Vinegar to make our became at length the standing devil roar.) When the acting the implement to torment the Demysteries of the old and new tes. vil: And used for this purpose tament was in vogue ; at the re even after the mysteries ceased, presentation of the mystery of the and the moralities came in vogue ; Passion, Judas and the Devil where the Devil continued to made a part. And the Devil, have a considerable part. wherever he came, was always The mention of it here was to to suffer fome disgrace, to make ridicule fo absurd a circumstance the people laugh: As here, the in these old farces. buffonery was to apply the gall

WARBURTON, and vinegar to make him roar,

Such

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Such as he hath observ'd in noble ladies
Unto their lords, by them accomplish'd;
Such duty to the drunkard let him do,
With soft low tongue, and lowly courtesy;
And say; what is't your Honour will command,
Wherein your lady and your humble wife,
May shew her duty, and make known her love?
And then with kind embracements, tempting kisses,
And with declining head into his bosom,
Bid him shed tears, as being over-joy'd
To see her noble lord restor'd to health,
Who for twice seven years hath esteem'd himself
No better than a poor and loathsome beggar :
And if the boy have not a woman's gift
To rain a shower of commanded tears,
An* onion will do well for such a shift;
Which in a Napkin being close convey'd,
Shall in despight enforce a wat’ry eye.
See this dispatch'd, with all the hafte thou canst;
Anon I'll give thee more instructions. [Exit Servant.
I know the boy will well usurp the grace,
Voice, gate, and action of a gentlewoman.
I long to hear him call the drunkard, husband ;
And how my men will stay themselves from laughter,
When they do homage to this simple peasant.
I'll in to counsel them: haply, my prefence
May well abate the over-merry spleen ;
Which otherwise will go into extreams.

[Exit Lord. • In former editions, Poct design'd, the Tinker's supWho for these seven Years hath pos'd Lunacy should be of foureftrem'd timleif

teen Years ftanding at leat, is No better than a poor and loath- evident upon two parallel Passafome Begga..]

ges in the Play to that Purpole. I have ventur'd to alter a Word

THEOBALD. here, againft the Authority of * It is not unlikely that the the printed Copies ; ani hope, onion was an expedient used by I fhall be justified in it by iwo the actors of interludes. subsequent Pallages. That the

SCENE

SCENE

IV.

Changes to a Bedchamber in the Lord's House.

FOR

Enter Sly with Attendants, fome with apparel, bafora

and ewer, and other appurtenances. Re-enter Lord. Sly. TOR God's fake, a pot of small ale.

Serv. Will't please your Lordship drink

a cup of fack? 2 Serv. Will't please your Honour taste of these

Conserves ? 3 Serv. What raiment will your Honour wear to

day? Sly. I am Christophero Sly, call not me Honour, nor Lordship: I ne'er drank fack in my life : and if you give me any Conserves, give me Conserves of beef. Ne'er ask me what raiment l'll wear, for I have no more doublets than backs, no more stockings than legs, nor no more shoes than feet; nay, sometimes, more feet than shoes; or such shoes as my toes look through the over-leather. Lord. Heav'n cease this idle humour in your Ho

nour !
Oh, that a mighty man of such descent,
Of such possessions, and so high esteem,
Should be infused with so foul a spirit!

Sly. What, would you make me mad ? am not I Christophero Sly, old Sly's Son of Burton-beath, by birth a pedlar, by education a card-maker, by transmutation a bearherd, and now by present profession a tinker? ask Mariax Hacket, the fat ale-wife of Wincot, if the know me not ; if she say, I am not fourteen pence on the score for sheer ale, score me up for the lying'st knave in Christendom. What, I am not bestraught : here's

1 Man,

1 Man. Oh, this it is that makes your lady mourn. 2 Man. Oh, this it is that makes your servants

droop. Lord. Hence comes it, that your kindred shun

your house. As beaten hence by your strange lunacy. Oh, noble Lord, bethink thee of thy birth, Call home thy ancient thoughts from banishment, And banish hence these abject lowly dreams. Look, how thy servants do attend on thee; Each in his office ready at thy beck, Wilt thou have musick ? hark, Apollo plays ; [Mufick. And twenty caged nightingales do sing. Or wilt thou neep? we'll have thee to a couch, Softer and sweeter than the lustful bed On purpose trimm'd up for Semiramis. Say, thou wilt walk, we will bestrow the ground: Or wilt thou ride? thy horses shall be trapp'd, Their harness studded all with gold and pearl. Dost thou love hawking? thou hast hawks, will foar Above the morning lark. Or wilt thou hunt? Thy hounds shall make the welkin answer them, And fetch shrill echoes from the hollow earth. 1 Man. Say, thou wilt course, thy greyhounds are

as swift As breathed (tags; ay, Aleeter than the roe. 2 Man. Dost thou love pictures ? we will fetch thee

ftrait
Adonis, painted by a running brook ;
And Citberea all in sedges hid;
Which seem to move and wanton with her breath,
Ey'n as the waving sedges play with wind.

Lord. We'll shew thee To, as she was a maid,
And how she was beguiled and surpris’d,
As lively painted as the deed was done.
3 Man. Or Daphne roaming through a thorny

wood, Scratching her legs, that one shall fwear she bleeds :

And

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