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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A45650	Love's a lottery and a woman the prize with a new masque call'd Love and riches reconcil'd : as it was acted by His Majesties servants at the theatre in Lincolns-Inn-Fields.	Harris, Joseph, ca. 1650-ca. 1715.	1699 (1699)	Wing H864; ESTC R11040	28,470	50

cure that Emperour of his Corns but I did and after that I drank a Health to him Ama. Oh happy Man That has confer'd Notes with the King of Morocco Doctor Alas Madam this is nothing I have eat and drank with the Pope and all his Cardinals Ama. Indeed Sir Doctor Yes indeed And they have been very fond and proud of my Company And so have many Kings and Princes besides Ama. No doubt on 't Sir Doctor Why I 'le tell you Gentlemen what I did A far greater Wonder than any of these As I was travelling with a dear Friend of mine in the Canibal's Country unfortunately one Day we lost Company Well a while after I happen'd to fall into the hands of about Threescore or Fourscore devouring Monsters that were feeding on my Friends Body in short they had eaten the better half of him Well you must needs imagine that I was not a little concern'd at his misfortune or rather mine having lost so dear and worthy a Companion Now what did me I but immediately bethought me of a Powder that I had about me I put it into their Wine which they had no sooner drunk of but they presently disgorg'd their Stomachs and fell asleep I watched my opportunity and with all dexterity gather'd up the miserable morsels of my Friend and plac'd 'em together And upon my word in less than half an hour I restor'd him to as perfect Life Health and Strength as e're I saw him since I was born and if he were here now he 'd tell ye the same Omnes Most amazing Clitander Unheard of Prodigy Doctor Ay ay I can tell you a thousand times more than all this Clitander That you can I dare swear And all as much Truth as what we have heard already Doctor You 're in the right 't is so But another time shall serve Sufficit quod super est say the Learned that is to say Enough 's as good as a Feast Enter a Servant Servant Madam my Master desires the Company to come into the Hall where they are beginning to draw the Lottery Ama. Come Gentlemen I 'le show ye the way Omnes We 'll wait on you Madam Exeunt ACT III. SCENE 1. The Town Enter Trick-well and Isbell Trick FAITH Isbel I 'm afraid I shan't answer my Master's Expectations Isbell How Man Why you have promis'd him so sincerely And sworn to him so solemnly that should you Not be as good as your word you 'd perjure your self In the Court of your own Conscience Trick That 's true But the Court of my Conscience is no Court of Record And you know Isbell 't is such a delicious thing To be counted a rich Rogue and be out of the reach of the Law That I 'm in a great quandary Isbell Thou talk'st like a Runagate from all Christianity Trick Ay ay it may be so What of that I find as little Religion Among the Christians as among the Turks When they act for their own Int'rest Isbell Who the Devil taught thee this Doctrine Trick Why when bad Company come once To be pot Companions they spoil one another Now as I was speaking one day to my Lady Fortune In my Masters behalf she ask'd me Why I did not speak for my self And at last in the kindness of her Liquor Promis'd me the grand Lot Isbell So far you 're in the right And then to give it your Master Trick Not so neither If Amaranta be good for Clitander Amaranta's as good for me I am not the first Serving-man that has had His Master's Daughter by the help of Fortune Isbell What and leave thy own dear Isbell Trick Not so neither But marry a rich Wise To maintain a poor Mistress as the Fashion is Isbell By my Troth Sir if I cannot be your Wife I 'le ne're be your Whore So good-buy to you noble Squire Trick Hold Isbell hold These are but the first Temptations of Satan There 's nothing as yet resolv'd on Therefore prithee be patient Hold here come's one of our Customers Prithee be gone and leave him to me Exit Isbell Enter Mr. Scribble Scribble Friend a word with you Trick Keep your Friendship and your Distance to your self Sir you 're a little too familiar with one of my gravity Scribble You 're mistaken Sir For I make bold with all Mankind Trick Say you so Sir why what are you Scribble An Author that writes Books Trick Oh Sir I know you now your Name is Scribble You are one of those serious Triflers whose Works are very serviceable for every thing else but what they were intended for and whose worth is never known 'till they come to the Pastry-Cooks or Trunk-makers Good for nothing while living in the Book-sellers Shops but many ways useful when pull'd to pieces Scribble But d' you hear Sir my Works are more estimable I am now writing a Book which I intend to call the Mirror of the Age. Trick Then as a Friend let me advise you to dedicate it to some Noble Generous Patron or other such as my Lord Rattle-brains Sir Philip Whimsey or that eternal Blockhead of a Beau Tom Starch I assure you Sir one of these noble Patrons gave a Friend of mine no less than a whole round Guinea for the Dedication of one of his Plays therefore you may judge by that what your Reward will be Scribble How Sir But one Guinea Sure you 're mistaken I have been told 't was Twenty Trick But one upon my Honour And Nineteen lusty Promises Scribble Well well then the rest are in reserve He must have patience The same Misfortune happen d to my first Endeavours 'T was an Essay of Eatables and Potables Trick Oh I remember it 'T was a Manual compil'd in Three Volumes Which treated chiefly of the Original Of sower-Whey and Black-Puddings Scribble You 're in the right 't was so Trick Sir I shall be proud to serve you What are your Commands Scribble Why I am come for a Bird That flies where e're you send it And neither eats nor drinks I expect it as coming from this place To be a Black Swan Rara Avis in Terris Trick You have hit it Sir Your Black Swan is very well but at roost at present You have mistaken the time Sir this is no Lottery Day Therefore pray be pleas'd to come to morrow And you shall have your Black Swan So in great haste I rest your very humble Servant Scribble Yours intrinsically And impatiently 'till then Farewell Exeunt severally SCENE 2. Enter Clitander and Isbell Maggot over-hearing Clitander My passionate Amour for Amaranta and the uncertainty of enjoying her drives me almost to despair Isbell Truly Sir I am sorry for 't but there 's no remedy My Old Master indeed might have prevented all this if he had pleas'd Therefore I wish the Devil had made Pot-guns of his dry Bones Ten Years ago for not doing it Enter Maggot Maggot Thank you Mrs. Isbell thank you kindly I have always your good word