Quite lost to us, sure for some strange misdeeds,
That strong dog Samson's pull'd it o'er our heads,
Snaps rope like thread; but when his fortune's told him:
He'll hear perhaps of rope will one day hold him :
At least, I hope, that our good-natur'd town,
Will find a way to pull his prices down.

Well, that's all! now, gentlemen, for the play,
On second thoughts, I've but two words to say;
Such as it is for your delight design'd,

Hear it, read, try, judge, and speak as you find.

Covent Garden.

Haymarket. Mrs. Goodall. Colonel Standard. Mr. Farren. Mr. Williamson. Mr. Macready. Mr. Iliff.

Sir Harry Wildair Mrs. Achmet.

Vizard

Alderman Smuggler Mr. Quick.

Clincher

Clincher, Jun.
Dicky

Tom Errand

Constable

Servants

Lurewell

Mr. Ryder.

Mr. Moss.

Mr. Bannister, Jun.

Mr. Blanchard. Mr. R. Palmer.
Mr. C. Powell. Mr. Burton.

Mob, Servants, &c.

Mr. Chapman.

Mr. Thompson. Mr. Johnson.

Miss Chapman. Mrs. Rivers.
Mrs. Platt.

Mrs. Mountain. Mrs. Brookes.
Miss Stuart. Mrs. Edwards.

SCENE-LONDON.

1

Enter VIZARD with a Letter, a Servant following him.. Viz. ANGELICA send it back unopen'd! say you? Serv. As you see, sir,

Vis. The pride of these virtuous women is more insufferable than the immodesty of prostitutes-after all my encouragement to slight me thus!

Serv. She said, sir, that imagining your morals sincere, she gave you access to her conversation; but that your late behaviour in her company has convinced her, that your love and religion are both hypocrisy, and that she believes your letter, like yourself, fair on the outside, foul within; so sent it back unopened.

Viz. I'll be revenged the very first opportunitysaw you the old lady Darling, her mother?

Serv. Yes, sir; and she was pleased to say much in your commendation.

Viz. That's my cue; [Aside] Run to the lady Lurewell's, and know of her maid, whether her ladyship

will be at home this evening. Her beauty is sufficient cure for Angelica's scorn.

[Exit Servant. Vizard pulls out a Book, reads and walks about.

Enter SMUGGler.

Smug. Ay, there's a pattern for the young men o'th' times at his meditation so early; some book of pious ejaculations, I'm sure.

Viz. This Hoyle is an excellent fellow! [Aside] O uncle Smuggler! to find you at this end o'th' town is a

miracle.

Smug. I have seen a miracle this morning indeed, cousin Vizard!

Viz. What is it, pray, sir?

Smug. A man at his devotions so near the courtI'm very glad, boy, that you keep your sanctity untainted in this infectious place; the very air of this park is heathenish, and every man's breath I meel scents of atheism.

Viz. Surely, sir, some great concern must bring you to this unsanctified end of the town.

Smug. A very unsanctified concern truly, cousin.
Viz. What is it?

Smug. A law-suit, boy-shall I tell you?-My ship the Swan is newly arrived from St. Sebastian, laden with Portugal wines: now the impudent rogue of a tide-waiter has the face to affirm it is French wines in Spanish casks, and has indicted me upon the statute

-O conscience! conscience! these tide-waiters and surveyors plague us more with their French wines, than the war did with French privateers-Ay, there's another plague of the nation

Enter COLONEL STANDARD.

A red coat and cockade.

Viz. Colonel Standard, I'm your humble servant.
Stand. May be not, sir.

Viz. Why so?

Stand. Because I'm disbanded.
Viz. How! broke?

Stand. This very morning, in Hyde-park, my brave regiment, a thousand men that looked like lions yesterday, were scattered, and looked as poor and simple as the herd of deer that grazed beside 'em.

Smug. Tal, al, deral [Singing] I'll have a bonfire this night as high as the monument.

Stand. A bonfire! thou dry, withered, ill-nature; had not those brave fellows' swords defended you, your house had been a bonfire ere this about your earsDid we not venture our lives, sir?

Smug. And did we not pay for your lives, sir?Venture your lives! I'm sure we ventured our money, and that's life and soul to me-Sir, we'll maintain you no longer.

Stand. Then your wives shall, old Actæon. There are five and thirty strapping officers gone this morning to live upon free quarter in the city.

Smug. O Lord! O Lord! I shall have a son within these nine months, born with a half-pike in his hand, -Sir, you are

Stand. What, sir?

Smug. Sir, I say that you are
Stand. What, sir?

Smug. Disbanded, sir, that's allyonder.

-I see my lawyer

[Exit.

Viz. Sir, I am very sorry for your misfortune. Stand. Why so? I don't come to borrow money of you; if you're my friend, meet me this evening at the Shakspeare. I'll drink a health to my king, prosperity to my country, and away for Hungary to-morrow morning.

Viz. What! you won't leave us?

Stand. What! a soldier stay here, to look like an old pair of colours in Westminster-hall, ragged and rusty! no, noI met yesterday a broken lieutenant, he was ashamed to own that he wanted a dinner, but begged ten shillings of me to buy a new scabbard for his sword.