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Gay city wives at Tunbridge will appear,
Whose husbands long have labour'd for an heir,
Where many a courtier

may

their wants relieve, But by the waters only they conceive : The Fleetstreet sempstresstoast of Temple sparks, That runs spruce neckcloths for attornies' clerks, At Cupid's gardens will her hours regale, Sing fair Dorinda, and drink bottled ale : At all assemblies rakes are up and down, And gamesters where they think they are not known.

Should I denounce our author's fate to-day, To cry down prophecies you'd damn the play: Yet whims like these have sometimes made you laugh; 'Tis tattling all, like Isaac Bickerstaff

Since war and places claim the bards that write, Be kind, and bear a woman's treat to-night ; Let your indulgence all her fears allay, And none but women-haters damn this play.

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Mr. Palmer,

Mr. Parsons.

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Sir GEORGE AIRY, a gentleman of four

thousand a year, in love with Miranda Sir FRANCIS GRIPE, guardian to Mi

randa and Marplot, father to Charles,

in love witb Miranda CHARLES, friend to Sir George, in love

with Isabinda Sir JEALOUS TRAFFICK, a mercbant

that bad lived some time in Spain, fatber

to Isabinda MARPLOT, a sort of silly fellow, cow.

ardly, but very inquisitive to know every

body's business WHISPER, servant to Charles

Mr. Barrymore.

Mr. Baddeley

Mr. King.
Mr. Burton.

Women.

MIRANDA, an heiress, worth thirty thou

Miss Farren.

sand pounds, really in love with. Sir George, but pretends to be so with ber

guardian, Sir Francis ISABINDA, daughter to Sir Jealous, in love

with Charles, but designed for a Spanish.

mercbant by her father Patch, ber woman SCENTWELL, woman to Miranda

Miss Wheeler. Miss Pope. Miss Tidswell.

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Sir George AIRY, a gentleman of four
thousand

year,

in love with Miranda Sir FRANCIS GRIPE, guardian to Mi

randa and Marplot, father to Charles,

in love with Miranda
CHARLES, friend to Sir George, in love

with Isabinda
Sir JEALOUS TRAFFICK, a merchant

that bad lived some time in Spain, father

to Isabinda
MARPLOT, a sort of silly fellow, cow-

ardly, but very inquisitive to know every

body's business
WHISPER, servant to Charles

Mr

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Mr.

Mr.

Miss

MIRANDA, an beiress, worth thirty thou

sand pounds, really in love with Sir
George, but pretends to be so with her

guardian, Sir Francis
ISABINDA, daughter to Sir Jealous, in love

with Cburles, but designed for a Spanish

mercbant by her father Patch, ber woman SCENTWELL, woman to Miranda

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The Park, Sir George Airy meeting Charles. day

Charles. Ha! Sir George Airy a birding thus early, what for. bidden game rous'd you so soon: for no lawful occasion could invite a person of your figure abroad, at such unfashionable hours.

Sir Geo. There are some men, Charles, whom fortune has left free from inquietudes, who are diligently studious to find out ways and means to make themselves uneasy.

Cha. Is it possible that any thing in nature can ruffle the temper of a man whom the four seasons of the year compliment with as many thousand pounds, nay, and a father at rest with his ancestors?

Sir Geo. Why, there it is now! a man that wants money thinks none can be unhappy that has it; but = my affairs are in such a whimsical posture that it will require a calculation of my nativity to find if my gold will relieve me or not.

Cha. Ha, ha, ha! never consult the stars about that; gold has a power beyond them, “ gold unlocks “ the midnight councils ; gold outdoes the wind, be“ calms the ship, or fills her sails; gold is omnipotent “ below; it makes whole armies fight or Ay; it buys “ even souls, and bribes wretches to betray their

country:" then what can thy business be that gold won't serve thee in?

Sir Geo. Why I'm in love.
Cha. In love ! ----Ha, ha, ha, ha! in love!

-Ha, ha, ha, ha! with what priythee? a cherubine ?

Sir Geo. No, with a woman.

Cha. A woman! good. Ha, ha, ha, ha! and gold not help thee?

Sir Geo. But suppose I'm in love with two

Cha. Ay, if thou’rt in love with two hundred, gold will fetch 'em I warrant thee, boy. But who are they? who are they? come. Sir Geo. One is a lady whose face I never saw,

but witty to a miracle ; the other beautiful as Venus

Cha. And a fool

Sir Geo. For aught I know, for I never spoke to her; but you can inform me. I am charm'd by the wit of the one, and die for the beauty of the other.

Cha. And pray which are you in quest of now ?

Sir Geo. I prefer the sensual pleasure; I'm for her l'ave seen, who is thy father's ward, Miranda.

Cha. Nay, then I pity you; for the Jew my father

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