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In thee each grace possessing,

Enter Giles.
All must my choice approve.

Giles. Ods bobs, where am I running-I
Pat. To you my all is owing; beg pardon for my audacity.

0! iake a heart o'erflowing Ralph. Hip, farmer; come back, mon, come

With gratitude and love. back-Sure my lord's going to marry sister Lord A. Thus infolding,

himself, feyther's to have a fine house, and
Thus beholding,

I'm to be a captain.
Both One to my soul so dear; Lord A. Ho, master Giles, pray walk in ;

Can there be pleasure greater? here is a lady who, I dare say, will be glad
Can there be bliss completer ? to see you, and give orders that you shall
'Tis too much to bear.

always be made welcome, nter Sir Harry, LADY SYCAMORE, Theo- come in the kitchen.

Ralph. Yes, farmer, you'll always be wel-

Lord A. What, have you nothing to say
Sir H. Well, we have followed your lord- to your old acquaintance-Come, pray let the
ip's counsel, and made the best of a bad farmer salute you-Nay, a kiss-I insist up-
arket-So, my lord, please 'o know our on it.
2-in-law that is to be.

Sir H. Ha, ha, ha-hem! Lord A. You do me a great deal of honour. Lady S. Sir Harry, I am ready to sink at I wish you joy, sir, with all my bearl.- And the monstrousness of your behaviour. w, sir Harry, give me leave' to introduce Lord 4. Fie, master Giles, don't look so you a new relation of mine- This, sir, is sheepish; you and I were rivals, but not less ortly to be my wife.

friends at present.

You have acted in this Sir H. My lord!

affair like an honest Englishman, wo scorned Lady S. Your lordship's wife!

even the shadow of dishonour, and thou shalt Lord A. Yes, madam.

sit rent-free for a twelvemonth. Lady S. And why so, my lord ?

Sir H. Come, shan't we all salute-With Lord A. Why, faith, ma'am, because I can't your leave, my lord, I'll —

happy without her-And I think she has Lady S. Sir Harry! ► many amiable, too many estimable quaes to meet with a worse fate.

Lord A. Yield who will to forms a martyr, Sir H. Well, but you are a peer of the

While unaw'd by idle shame, Im; you will have all the fleerers

Pride for bappiness I barter, Lord A. I know very well thc ridicule that

Hccdless of the millions' blame. y be thrown on a lord's marrying a mill

Thus with love my arms I quarter; s daughter; and I own with blushes it has

Women grac'd in nature's frame, some time had too great weight with me:

Ev'ry privilege, by charter, | we should marry to please ourselves, not

Have a right from man to claim. ler people; and, on mature consideration, Theo. Eas'd of doubts and fears presaging, an see no reproach justly merited by rais

What new joys within me rise ; : a deserving woman to a słation she is

While mamma, her frowns assuaging, able of adorning, let her birth be what

Dares no longer tyrannise. will.

So long storms and tempests raging, Sir H. Why 'tis very true, my lord. I once When the blust'ring fury dies, w a gentleman that married his cook-maid:

Ab, bow lovely, how engaging,, was a relation of my own-You remember

Prospects fair, and cloudless skies! Margery, my lady. She was a very good Sir H. Dad, but this is wondrous pretty, of woman, indeed she was, and made

Singing each a roundelay; best suet dumplings I ever tasted.

And I'll mingle in the ditty, Lady S. Will you never learn, sir Harry,

Though I scarce know what to say. guard your expressions?-Well, but give

There's a daughter brisk and witty; leave, my lord, to say a word to you:

flere's a wife can wisely sway: ere are other ill consequences attending

Trust me, masters, 'twere a pily, b an alliance.

Not to let them have their way. ord A. One of them I suppose is, that I,


My example is a rare one; veer, should be obliged to call this good

But the cause may be divin'd: miller father-in-law. But where's the shame

Women want pot merit-Jare one hat? He is as good as any lord in being

Hope discerning men to find. lan; and if we dare suppose a lord that O! may each accomplish'd fair one, lot an honest man, he is, in my opinion,

Brighi in person, sage in mind, more respectable character. Come, master

Viewing my good fortune, share one rfield, give me your band; from hence

Full as splendid, and as kind. h you have done with working: we will Ralph. Captain Ralph my lord will dub me, | down your mill, and build you a house

Soon I'll mount a huge cockade; he place of it; and the money I intended

Mounseer shall powder, queue, and the portion of your daughter, shall now

'club me, laid out in purchasing a commission for 'Gad, I'll be a roaring blade, r son.

If Fan shall offer once to snub me, lalph. What, my lord, will you make me

When in scarlet all array'd; aptain ?

Or my feather dare to drúb me, ord A, Ay, a colonel, if you deserve it.

Frown your worst--but wbo's afraid? lalph. Then I'll keep Fan.

Gile.. Laugh d'at, slighted, circumvented,


And expos'd for folks to see't,

Since the fates have thought them meet. "Tis as tho'f a man repented

This good company contented, For his follies in a sheet.

All my wishes are complete. But my wrongs go unresented,


GEORGE COLMAN JUNIOR Is the son of the author of The Clandestine Marriage. With the precise time of his birth we are ubacquainted: we sappose it to have been about the year 1767. He received his early edacation at Mr. Fountain's academy a v bone, at that time in high estimation. "He was next sent to Westminster School, and afterwards entered at Chris College, Oxford; but, for what reason we know not, he finished his education at King's College, Old Aberdeee ; SL he relurned 10 London, and was entered of the Temple; with the design, it is said, to qualify him for the ba. if so, he early in life resigned Coke and Littleton ia invour of the Muses. The consciousness of literary talesis an easy access to the public through the medium of his father's theatre, naturally directed his attention to the dand his parent seemed to foster his genios; as he, in the prologue to the first play of his son's

, sancuared hie. chip of the old block." When his father was seized with that malady which rendered him incapable of mpuina the theatre, Mr. Colman evinced a most commendable Elial aflection by the greal altention that he paid to be to the interests of bis theatre. On the death of his father, His Majesty was please to transfer the pattet le and he has discharged the daties of manager with zeal and alacrity towards the public, and liberalily towards: and actors. In private lise Mr. Colman is social, convivial, and intelligent; and in the playful contentiass of humour, and particularly that agreeable coruscation called reparlee, he may perhaps be equalled, but, we thiel rarely been excelled. In his hernic pieces, we observe a poetical vigour, a form of language, and a cast of sett** that fureibly remind us of the very best of our ancient dramatic writers. In the spring of the year 1797, Mr. published My Nightgown and Slippers, a thin quarto, consisting of some amusing poetical trifles. lo prokote : epilogue, we cannot better compare Mr. Colman with any one than with the late Mr. Garrick. His compose this way are very abundant, and excellent in their kind.

INKLE AND YARICO, Opera by George Colman jun. 1787. The great success of this Opera in every thcatre in the Kingdom, since is representation at the Haymarket, is justified by its real merit. The dialogue is not a collection of trile contamon to connect the music; but is replete with taste, judgment, and manly feeling; the allusions to slavery (Dow 39 : abolished) correspond with every British, every liberal, mind. The mal-d-propos oller of Inkle to sell bis Ya Sir Christopher, is an admirable incident; and indeed all the characters are as forcibly drawn, that the most inte is effective - The pathetic story of Inkle and Yarico first attracted sympathy, from the barrative of Mr. Ade. the Spectator : to that affecting story, Mr. Coļman was indebted only for the cold, calculating Inkle; and the affectionate Yarico ;-the rest of the characters and the dovelopement of the whole are offspring of his abundant ievi



NARCISSA, PATTY. SCENE.–First, on the Main of America: afterwards, in Barbadoes.

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to bring all the natives about us; and west SCENE I.-An American forest.

be stripped and plundered in a minute


Trudge. Aye; stripping is the first t Med. [Without] Hilli bo! ho!

that would bappen to us; for they seem ! Trudge. [Without] Hip! hollo! ho!-Hip!- woefully off for a wardrobe. I myself si

three, at a distance, with less clothes tlas Enter Medium and TRUDGE.

have when I get out of bed: all dancing a Med. Pshaw! it's only wasting time and in black bull; just like Adam in mourning breath. Bawling won't persuade him to budge Med. This is to have to do with a scher a bit faster. Things are all altered now; and, a fellow who risques his life, for a chance : whatever weight it may have in some places, advancing his interest.-Always advantage bawling, it seems, don't go for argument, here. view! trying, here, to make discoveries | Plague” on't! we are now in ihe wilds of may promote his profit in England. Anca America.

Botany Bay scheme, maybap. Nothing Trudge. Hip, billio-ho-hi!

could 'induce him to quit our foraging, pa* Med. Hold your longue, you blockhead, or- from the ship; when he knows every

Trudge. Lord! sir, if my master makes no tant here is not only as black as a permis more haste, we shall all be put to sword by corn, but'as hot into the bargain-and I,. the knives of the natives. I'm told they take a fool, to follow him! and then ta let off heads like hals, and hang 'em on pegs in loiter behind. Why, nephew! wby, lakie their parlours. Mercy on us! my head aches with ihe very thoughts of it, Holo! Mr. Inkle! Trudge. Why, Inkle-Well! only to se master; holo?

the difference of 'men! he'd bave thought Med. Head aches! zounds, so does mine very hard, now, if I had let him call so stet with your confounded bawling. It's enough after me. Ah! I wish he was calling

[Call e now, in the old jog-trot way, again, expensive plan for a trader, truly. What, Vhat a fool was I, to leave London for would you have a man of business come reign parts! – That ever I should leave Thread-abroad, scamper extravagantly bere and there edle-street, to thread an American forest, and every where, then return home, and bave bere a man's as soon lost as a needle in a nothing to tell, but that he has been here and ittle of bay!

there and every where? 'sdeath, sir, would Med. Patience, Trudge! patience! If we you have me travel like a lord? Travelling, ice recover the ship

uncle, was always intended for improvement; Trudge. Lord, sir, I shall never recover and improvement is an advantage; and adbat I bave lost in coming abroad. When yantage is profit, and profit is gain. Which, | master and I were in London, I had such in the travelling translation of a trader, means, mortal snug birth of it! why, I was factotum. that you should gain every advantage of imMed. Faclotum to a young merchant is no proving, your profit. I have been comparing ob sinecure, neither.

ihe land, here, with that of our own country: Trudge. But then the honour of it. Think Med. And you find it like a good deal of that, sir; to be clerk as well as own man. the land of our own country - cursedly enily consider. You find very few city clerks cumbered with black legs?), Í take it. de out of a man ?), now-a-days.' To be Inkle. And calculating how much it might

of the counting-bouse, as well as lord be made to produce by the acre. the bed-chamber. Ab! if I had him but Med. You were? * in the little dressing room behind the Inkle. Yes; I was proceeding algebraically ce; fying his bair, with a bit of red tape, upon the subject. usual.

Med. Indeed! led. Yes, or writing, an invoice with lamp

Inkle. And just about extracting the square :k, and shining his shoes with an ink-bottle, root. usual , you blundering blockhead!

Med. Aum! "rudge. Oh! if I was but brushing the ac- Inkle. I was thinking too, if so many nants, or casting up the coats! mercy on us! lives could be caught, how much they might it's that?

fetch at the West Indian markets. led. That! what?

Med. Now let me ask you a question, or rudge. Did'nt you hear a noise ? two, young cannibal catcher, if you please. led. Y-es-but-hush! Oh, heavens be Inkle. Well. ised! bere he is at last.

Med. Aren't we bound for Barbadoes; partly

to trade, but chiefly to carry home the daughter Enter INKLE.

of the governor, Sir Christopher Curry, who W, nephew?

bas till now been under your father's care, nkle. So, Mr. Medium.

in Threadneedle-street, for polite English eduled. Zounds, one would think, by your cation? founded composure, that you were walking Inkle. Granted. it. James's Park, instead of an American Med. And isn't it determined, between the est; and that all the beasts were nothing old folks, that you are to marry Narcissa as good company. The hollow trees, here, soon as we get there? ry boxes, and the lions in 'en soldiers; Inkle. A fixed thing, jackalls, courtiers; the crocodiles, fine Med. Then what the devil do you do here, nen; and the baboons, beaus. What the hunting old hairy negroes, when you ought ue made you loiter so long?

to be ogling a fine girl in the ship? Algebra, akle. Reflection.

too! you'll have other things to think of when led. So I should think; reflection generally you are married, I promise you. A plodding es lagging behind. What, scheming, 1 fellow's head, in the hands of a young wife, lose; never quiet. At it again, eh: what like a boy's slate after school, soon gets all ppy trader is your father, io have so pru- its arithmetic wiped off: and then it appears a son for a partner! why, you are the in its true simple state; dark, emply, and fullest Co. in the whole city. Never losing bound in wood, Master Inkle. 1 of the main chance; and that's the rea- Inkle. Not in a match of this kind. Why,

perhaps, you lost sight of us, here, on it's a table of interest from beginning to end, nain of America.

old Medium. kle. Right, Mr. Medium. Arithmetic, I Med, Well, well, this is no time to talk. , has been the means of our parting at Who knows but, instead of sailing to a wed Int.

ding, we may, get cut up, here, for a wedding rudge. Ha! a sum in division, I reckon. dinner: tossed up for a dingy duke perhaps,

[Aside. or stewed down for a black baronel, or eat ed. And pray, if I may be so bold, what raw by an inky commoner? ty scheme has just tempted you to em

Inkle. Why, sure, you aren't afraid ? your head, when you ought to make Med. Who, I afraid ! ha! ba! ha! no, not of your heels ?

I! wbat the deuce should I be afraid of? thank kle. My heels! here's pretty doctrine! do heaven, I have a clear conscience, and need think I travel merely for motion? a fine not be afraid of any thing. A scoundrel might Double entendre. The second meaning, generally given not be quite so easy on such an occasion; y the actor with an arch look at the upper-boxes, but it's the part of an honest man not to behe place of rosort of the London clerks at the The- bave like a scoundrel: I never behaved like a tres, is, that there are very few clerko really men low-a-days, they being rather dandyish and effemi- 1) Black logs, (slang) for Gamesters; and the blacks, or ate in their dress.

negroes, have, of course, black legs.

scoundrel--for which reason I am an honest And the Eagle, I warrant you, looks like : man, you know. But come-I hate to boast

goose. of my good qualities.

But we merchant lads, tho' the foe we can' Inkle. Slow and sure, my good, virtuous, Mr. Medium! our companions can be but half Nor are paid, like fine king-ships, to fight

maul, a mile before us: and, if we do but double their steps, we shall overtake 'em at one mile's

a call, end, by all the powers of arithmetic,

Why we pay ourselves well, without fightiny

at all. Med. Oh, curse your arithmetic! how are we to find our way?

1st Sail. Avast! look a-head there. Ba Inkle. That, uncle, must be left to the doc- they come, chased by a fleet of black desil trine of chances.

[Ereunt. Midsh. And the devil a fire have I to giv SCENE II.- Another part of the Forest. A

'em. We ban't a grain of powder left. Wb ship al anchor in the bay, at a small must we do, lad?

2nd Sail. Do? sheer off, to be sure. distance.

All. Come, bear a band, Master Marli Enter Sailors and Mate, as returning from spike! foraging

Midsh. [Reluctantly] Well, if I must, Male. Come, come, bear a band ), my must [Going to the other side and halls lads. Tho'f the bay is just under our bow-to. Inkle, et.] Yobo, lubbers! crowd all i sprits, il will take a damned deal of tripping sail you can, d'ye mind me! TE to come at it—there's hardly any steering clear of the rocks here. But do we muster all Enter Medium, running, as pursued hands? all right, think ye?

the Blacks. 1st Sail. All to a man – besides yourself, Med. Nephew! Trudge! run - scampe and a monkey-the three land lubbers 2), that scour-fly! zounds, what harm did I everd edged away in the morning, goes for nothing, to be hunted to death by a pack of blood you know--hey're all dead

may-hap, by, this. hounds? why, nepbew! 'Oh, confound su Mate. Dead!

you be-why, they're friends long sums in arithmetic! I'll take care of of the captain; and, if not brought safe aboard self; and if we must have any arithmetic

, to-night, you may all chance to bave a salt and carry one for my money. [Runs eel for your supper— that's all. Moreover, the young plodding spark, he with the grave,

Enter, INKLE and TRUDGE, hastily. foul-weather face, there, is to man the tight Trudge. Oh! that ever I was born, to lea little frigat., Miss Narcissa, what d'ye call her, pen, ink, and powder, for this! that is bound with us for Barbadoes. Rot 'em Inkle. Trudge, how far are the sailors by for not keeping under way, I say! but come, fore us? let's see if a song will bring 'em to. Let's Trudge. I'll run and see, sir, directly. have a full chorus to the good merchant ship, Inkle. Blockhead, come here. The same the Achilles, that's wrote by our Captain. are close upon us; we shall scarce be able The Achilles, though christen’d, good ship, trees with me; they'll pass us, and we r

recover our party. Get behind this tuf 'tis surmis'd, From that old man of war, great Achilles, so

then recover our ship with safely. priz'd,

Trudge. [Going behind] Oh! Íhreadneedi Was he," like our vessel, pray, fairly baptiz'd?

street, Thread!

Inkle. Peace.
Ti tol lol, etc.

Trudge. [Hiding] needle-street, Poels sung that Achilles — if, now, they've an [They hide behind trees. Natives croll itch

After a long pause, Inkie lied To sing this, future ages may know which is from the trees. which;

Inkle. Trudge. And that one rode in Greece—and the other Trudge. Sir.

[In a whisse in pitch.

Inkie. Are they all gone by? What tho' but a merchant ship

Trudge. Won't you look and see? supplies :

Inkle. [Looking round] So, all's sake! Now your men of war's gain in a lottery lies, last. [Coming forward] Notbing like And how blank they all look, when they can't in these cases; but you'd have run on, get a prize!

booby! A tree, I fancy, you'll find, in future

the best resource in a hot pursuit. What are all their fine names? when no rhino's behind,

Trudge. Oh, charming! It's a retreat for The Intrepid, and Lion, look sheepish, you'll got up in it; your uncle, sir, has run on

king ), sir. Mr. Medium, however, bas e find; Whilst, alas! the poor Aeolus can't raise the a booby; and has gol up with our party wind!

this time, I take il; who are now most likely

at the shore. But what are we to do next, s Then the Thunderer's dumb; out of tune the Inkle. Reconnoitre a little, and then procesu

The Cercs has nothing at all to produce;

Trudge. Then pray, sir, proceed to rece noitre; for, the sooner the better.

Inkle. Then look out, d'ye bear, and tell 1) Make haste.

me if you discover any danger. 2) The elegant denomination given by sailors to persons not belonging to the sea, tn shew their superlative

Trudge. Y-ye-s--yes; but-[Trembling contempt for every thing on dry land.

1) Charles sd. hid himsell in a tree.

-sure our

Inkle. Well, is the coast clear?

This cavern may prove a safe retreat to us Trudge. Eh! Oh lord!_Clear? [Rubbing for the present. I'll enter, cost what it will. 's eyes], Oh dear! oh dear! the coast will Trudge. Oh Lord! no, don't, don't - We on be clear enough now, I promise you shall pay too dear for our lodging, depend on't. ve ship is under sail, sir!

Inkle. This is no time for debating: You Inkle. Confusion! my property carried off are at the mouth of it: lead the way, Trudge. the vessel.

Trudge. Wbat! go in before your bonour! Trudge. All, all, sir, except me.

I know my place beiter, I assure you, I might Inkle. They may report me dead, perhaps; walk into more mouths than one, perbaps. d dispose of my property at the next island.

[-Aside. [Vessel under sail

. Inkle. Coward! then follow me.[Noise again, Trudge. Ah! there they go. [A gun fired] Trudge. I must, sir; I must! Ah Trudge, at will be the last report) we shall ever Trudge! what a damned bole are you getting r from 'em, I'm afraid. — That's as much into!

[E.reuni. to say, good by to ye. And here we are -two fine, full-grown babes in the wood: Scene III.- A cave, decorated with skins 'nkle. What an ill-timed accident! just too,

of wild beasts, feathers, etc. a rude kind

of curtain, as door to an inner part. en my speedy union with Narcissa, at badoes, would so much advance my interests. Enter Inkle and Trudge, from mouth of netbing must be hit upon, and speedily;

the cavern. wbat resource ?

[Thinking Trudge. Why, sir! you must be mad to "rudge. The old one-a tree, sir — 'tis all go any farther. have for it now. What would I give, Inkle. So far, at least, we have proceeded , to be perched upon a high stool, with with safety: Ha! no bad specimen of savage brown desk squeezed into the pit of my elegance. These ornaments would be worth jach-scribbling away an old parchment!--something in England.-We have little to fear

all my red ink will be spilt by an old here, I hope: this cave rather bears the pleasing k pin of a negro.

face of a profitable adventure. oyage over seas had not enter'd my head, Trudge. Very likely, sir; but, for a pleasing I known but on which side to buiter my

face, it has the cursed'st ugly mouth I ever bread.

saw in my life. Now do, sir, make off as bo! sure 1—for hunger must die !

fast as you can. If we once get clear of the sail’d, like a booby; come here in a squall, natives' houses, we have little to fear from ere, alas! there's no bread to be butter : the lions and leopards; for, by the appearance at all!

of their parlours, they seem to have killed all Oho! I'm a terrible booby!

the wild beasts in the country. Now pray, Oh, what a sad booby am I!

do, my good master, take my advice, and run ondon, what gay chop-house signs in the away;

Inkle. Rascal! Talk again of going out, and street!

I'll flea he only sign here, is of nothing to eat.



Trudge. That's just what I expect for coming 10! thai I- for hunger should die! nutton's all lost; I'm a poor starving elf; their skin stript over their ears; and ours will

in. — All that enter here appear to have had for all the world like a lost multon myself. be kept for curiosities-We shall stand here,

Oho! I shall die a lost mution!
Oh! what a lost mullon am I!

stuffed, for a couple of while wonders.

Inkle. This curtain seems to lead to another neat slice of beef, I could roar like a bul!; apartment: I'll draw it. my stomach's so empty, my heart is Trudge. No, no, no, don't; don't. We may quite full.

be called to account for disturbing the como! that I- for hunger should die!

pany: you may get a curtain lecture, perhaps, grave without meat, I must here meet Sir. iny grave,

Inkle. Peace, booby, and stand on your y bacon, I fancy, I never shall save.

guard. Oho! I shall ne'er save my bacon! Trudge. Oh! what will become of us! some I can't save my bacon, not I!

grim seven-foot fellow ready to scalp us. dge. Hum! I was thinking – I was Inkle. By heaven! a woman! g, sir - if so many natives could be [Yarico and IVowski, discovered asleep.

how much they might fetch at the Trudge. A woman! [Aside-loud] But let Ígdia markels!

him come on; I'm ready-dam'me, I don't fear 'e. Scoundrel! is this a time to jest? facing the devil himself-Faith, it is a womandge. No, faith, sir! hunger is too sharp fast asleep, too. ested with. As for me, I shall starve Inkle. And beautiful as an angel! int of food. Now you may meet a Trudge. And, egad! there seems to be a fate: you are able to extract ihe square nice, little, plump, bit in the corner; only sir; and that's the very best provision she's an angel of rather darker sort. an find here to live upon. But I! Inkle. Hush! keep back—she wakes.

at a distance] Mercy on us! here [Yarico comes forward - Inkle and me again

Trudge retire to the opposite sides . Confusion! deserted on one side, and

of the scene. on the other, which way shall I turn?-Yarico. When the chace of day is done, »rt of a gun; and report, an account of any thing

And the shaggy lion's skin, 1 as bappened.

Which, for us, our warriors win,

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