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Aesop a comedy as it is acted at the Theatre-Royal in Drury-Lane.
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Vanbrugh, John, Sir, 1664-1726.; Boursault, M. (Edme), 1638-1701. Fables d'Esope.
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Wing V54; ESTC R27037
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on her Knees intreated for her cruel barbarous Father and by her Goodness has obtain'd her Suit If in the Remnant of your days you can find out some way to recompence her do it That Men and Gods may pardon you as she and I have done But let me see I have one Quarrel still to make up Where 's my old Friend Doris Do. She 's here Sir at your Service and as much your Friend as ever True to her Principles and firm to her Mistress But she has a much better Opinion of you now than she had half an hour ago Aes She has reason For my Soul appear'd then as deform'd as my Body But I hope now one may so far mediate for t'other that provided I don 't make Love the Women won't quarrel with me for they are worse Enemies even than they are Friends Come Gentlemen I 'll humour my Dress a little longer and share with you in the Diversions these Boon Companions have prepar'd us Let 's take our Places and see how they can divert us Aesop leads the Bride to her Place All being seated there 's a short Consort of Hautboys Trumpets c. After which a Dance between an Old Man and a young Woman who shuns him still as he comes near her At last he stops and begins this Dialogue which they sing together Old Man Why so Cold and why so Coy What I wont in Youth and Fire I have in Love and in Desire To my Arms my Love my Ioy Why so Cold and why so Coy Woman 'T is Sympathy perhaps with you You are Cold and I 'm so too Old Man My Years alone have froze my Blood Youthful Heat in Female Charms Glowing in my Aged Arms Wou'd melt it down once more into a Flood Woman Women alas like Flints ne'er burn alone To make a Virgin know There 's Fire within the Stone Some Manly Steel must boldly strike the Blow Old Man Assist me only with your Charms You 'll find I 'm Man and still am bold You 'll find I still can strike tho' old I only want your Aid to raise my Arm. Enter a Youth who seizes on the young Woman Youth Who talks of Charms who talks of Aid I bring an Arm That wants no Charm To rouse the Fire that 's in a Flinty Maid Retire Old Age. Woman Winter be gone Behold the Youthful Spring comes gayly on Here here 's a Torch to light a Virgin 's Fire To my Arms my Love my Ioy When Women have what they desire They 're neither Cold nor Coy She takes him in her Arms. The Song and Dance ended Aesop takes Euphronia and Oronces by the Hands leading them forwards Aes By this time my young eager Couple 't is probable you wou'd be glad to be alone perhaps you 'll have a mind to go to Bed even without your Supper for Brides and Bridegrooms eat little on their Wedding-night But since if Matrimony were worn as it ought to be it wou'd perhaps sit easier about us than usually it does I 'll give you one Word of Council and so I shall release you When one is out of Humour let the other be dumb Let your Diversions be such as both may have a share in ' em Never let Familiarity exclude Respect Be clean in your Cloaths but nicely so in your Persons Eat at one Table Lye in one Room but sleep in two Beds I 'll tell the Ladies why Turning to the Boxes In the sprightly Month of May When Males and Females sport and play And Kiss and Toy away the Day An eager Sparrow and his Mate Chirping on a Tree were sate Full of Love and full of Prate They talk't of nothing but their Fires Of Raging Heats and Strong Desires Of Eternal Constancy How true and faithful they wou'd be Of this and that and endless Joys And a thousand more such Toys The only thing they apprehended VVas that their Lives wou'd be so short They cou'd not finish half their Sport Before their Days were ended But as from Bow to Bow they rove They chanc'd at last In furious haste On a Twigg with Birdlime spread Want of a more downy Bed To act a Scene of Love Fatal it prov'd to both their Fires For tho' at length they broke away And baulk'd the School-Boy of his Prey VVhich made him weep the live-long Day The Bridegroom in the hasty strife VVas stuck so fast to his dear VVife That tho' he us'd his utmost Art He quickly found it was in vain To put himself to farther Pain They never more must part A gloomy Shade o'recast his Brow He found himself I know not how He look'd as Husbands often do Where-e'er he mov'd he felt her still She kiss'd him ost against his Will Abroad at Home at Bed and Board With Favours she o'rewhelm'd her Lord. Oft he turn'd his Head away And seldom had a word to say Which absolutely spoil'd her Play For she was better stor'd Howe'er at length her Stock was spent For Female Fires sometimes may be Subject to Mortality So Back to Back they sit and sullenly Repent But the Mute Scene was quickly ended The Lady for her share pretended The want of Love lay at his Door For her part she had still in store Enough for him and twenty more Which cou'd not be contented He answer'd her in homely words For Sparrows are but ill bred Birds That he already had enjoy'd So much that truly he was Cloy'd Which so provok'd her Spleen That after some good hearty Prayers A Jostle and some spightful Tears They fell together by the Ears And ne'r were fond again FINIS AESOP PART II. Enter Players Aes VVELL good People who are all you Omnes Sir we are Players Ae. Players What Players Play Why Sir we are Stage-Players That 's our Calling Tho' we play upon other things too some of us play Upon the Fiddle some play upon the Flute We play upon one another we play upon the Town And we play upon the Patentees Ae. Patentees Prithee what are they Play Why they are Sir Sir they are Cod I don't know What they are Fish or Flesh Masters or Servants Sometimes one Sometimes t'other I think Just as we are in the Mood Ae. Why I thought they had a lawful Authority over you Play Lawful Authority Sir Sir we are freeborn Englishmen We care not for Law nor Authority neither When we are out of Humour Ae. But I think they pretended at least to an Authority Over you 'pray' upon what Foundation was it built Play Upon a rotten one if you 'll believe us Sir I 'll tell you what the Projectors did They imbark'd Twenty thousand pound upon a Leaky Vessel She was built at Whitehall I think they call'd her the Patent ay the Patent Her Keel was made of a Broad Seal and the King Gave 'em a White Staff for their Main Mast. She was a pretty tight Frigat to look upon indeed They spar'd nothing to set her off they Guilded her And Painted