But a mere fifler, whom he lov'd—to take
Her life away,-and for his country's fake!
Faith, ladies, you may pardon him; indeed
There's very little fear the crime should spread.
True patriots are but rare among the men,
And really might be useful now and then.
Then do not check, by your difapprobation,
A fpirit which might rule the British nation,
And fill might rule-would you but fet the fashion,

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ALPHABETICAL LIST

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PLAY S

In this W O'R K...

Chilles, an Opera, by Gay

Albion Queens, a Tragedy, by Mr. Banks

Alchymift, a Comedy, by Ben Jonson
Alexander the Great, a Tragedy, by Lee
All for Love, a Tragedy, by Dryden
Alzira, a Tragedy, by A. Hill, Efq.
Ambitious Step-Mother, a Tragedy, by Rowe
Amphitryon, a Comedy, by Dryden
Anna Bullen, a Tragedy, by Banks

Barbaroffa, a Tragedy, by Dr. Brown
Beaux Stratagem, by Farquhar

Beggar's Opera, by Gay

Boadicia, a Tragedy, by Glover

Bold Stroke for a Wife, by Mrs. Centlivre
Brothers, a Tragedy, by Dr. Young
Bufiris, a Tragedy, by Dr. Young
Bufy Body, a Comedy, by Mrs. Centlivre

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Careless Hufband, a Comedy, by Colley Cibber
Cato, a Tragedy, by Addifon

Chances, a Comedy, by the Duke of Buckingham
Committee, a Comedy, by Howard

Comus a Mafque, by Milton

Confederacy, a Comedy, by Sir John Vanbrugh
Confcious Lovers, a Comedy, by Steele
Conftant Couple, a Comedy, by Farquhar
Country Wife, a Comedy, by Wycherly
Country Laffes, a Comedy, by Charles Johnfon
Creufa, a Tragedy, by W. Whitehead, Efq.

Diftreft Mother, a Tragedy, by A. Phillips
Don Sebastian, a Tragedy, by Dryden
Double Dealer, a Comedy, by Congreve
Double Gallant, a Comedy, by C. Cibber
Douglas, a Tragedy, by Hume
Drummer, a Comedy, by Addifon

Earl of Effex, a Tragedy, by Jones

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Electra, a Tragedy, by Theobald

Edward the Black Prince, a Tragedy, by Shirley

Elvira, a Tragedy, by D. Mallet

Eurydice, a Tragedy, by Mallet

Fair Penitent, a Tragedy, by Rowe
Fair Quaker of Deal, by Shadwell
Foundling, a Comedy, by Moore

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Every Man in his Humour, a Comedy, by Ben Jonfon 2

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13

Funeral, a Comedy, by Steele

Gamefters, a Comedy, by Shirley

Gamefter, a Tragedy, by Moore

Gentle Shepherd, an Opera, by Allan Ramfay

George Barnwell, a Tragedy, by Lillo
Guftavus Vafa, a Tragedy, by Brooke

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9

5

18

Jane Shore, a Tragedy, by N. Rowe
Inconftant, a Comedy, by Farquhar
Ifabella, a Tragedy, by Southern

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13

King Charles I. a Tragedy, by Havard

Lady Jane Gray, a Tragedy, by Rowe
Lady's Laft Stake, a Comedy, by Cibber
Love Makes a Man, a Comedy, by C. Cibber
Love for Love, a Comedy, by Congreve
Love's Last Shift, a Comedy, by Cibber

Mahomet, a Tragedy, by Miller
Mariamne, a Tragedy, by Fenton
Merope, a Tragedy, by Hill

Mourning Bride, a Tragedy, by Congreve
Mifer, a Comedy, by Fielding
Mistake, a Comedy, by. Vanbrugh

OEdipus, a Tragedy, by Dryden and Lee
Old Batchelor, a Comedy, by Congreve
Oroonoko, a Tragedy, by Southern
Orphan, a Tragedy, by Otway

Phædra and Hippolitus, a Tragedy, by Smith
Philafter, a Tragedy, by Beaumont and Fletcher

Polly, an Opera, by Gay

Provok'd Wife, a Comedy, by Vanbrugh

Provok'd Husband, a Comedy, by Cibber

Recruiting Officer, a Comedy, by Farquhar
Refufal, a Comedy, by Cibber

Rehearsal, a Comedy, by the D. of Buckingham

Relapfe, a Comedy, by Vanbrugh

Revenge, a Tragedy, by Young

Rival Queens, a Tragedy, by Lee

Roman Father, a Tragedy, by W. Whitehead
Royal Convert, a Tragedy, by Rowe

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15

II

12

7

20

7

Rule a Wife and have a Wife, a Comedy, by Beaumont and Fletcher

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She Wou'd and She Wou'd Not, a Comedy, by Cibber 6
Siege of Damafcus, a Tragedy, by Hughes
Sir Harry Wildair, a Comedy, by Farquhar
Sophonifba, a Tragedy, by Thomfon

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Spanish

What then couldst thou expect! Would he not curfe
His foolish love, and hate thee for thy fondness?
Nay, think, perhaps, 'twas artifice in thee
To aggrandize thy race, and lift their fame
Triumphant o'er his ruin and his country's.
Think well on that, and reason must convince thee.
Horatia. [Wildly.] Alas! had reafon ever yet the po-
To talk down grief, or bid the tortur'd wretch
Not feel his anguifh? 'Tis impoffible.

Could reafon govern, I fhould now rejoice

They were engag'd, and count the tedious moments
Till conqueft fmil'd, and Rome again was free.
Could reafon govern, I fhould beg of Heaven
To guide my brother's fword, and plunge it deep
Ev'n in the bofom of the man I love :

I fhould forget he ever won my foul,

Forget 'twas your command that bade me love him,
Nay, fly perhaps to yon detefted field,

And fpurn with fcorn his mangled body from me.

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Horatius. Why wilt thou talk thus? Pr'ythee, be more I can forgive thy tears; they flow from nature; [calm. And could have gladly wish'd the Alban state

Had found us other enemies to vanquish.

But Heaven has will'd it, and Heaven's will be done!
The glorious expectation of fuccefs

Buoys up my foul, nor lets a thought intrude

To dafh my promis'd joys! What steady valour
Beams from their eyes juft fo, if fancy's power

May form conjecture from his after-age,

Rome's founder must have look'd, when, warm in youth, And flush'd with future conqueft, forth he march'd Against proud Acron, with whofe bleeding spoils

He grac'd the altar of Feretrian Jove

Methinks I feel recover'd: I might venture
Forth to the field again. What ho! Volfcinius!
Attend me to the camp.

Horatia. My dearest father,

Let me intreat you stay; the tumult there
Will difcompofe you, and a quick relapse

May prove moft dangerous. Pll reftrain my tears,

If they offend you.

Horatius. Well, I'll be advis'd.

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