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A55542	The imposture defeated, or, A trick to cheat the devil a comedy, as it was acted by His Majesties servants, at the Theatre in Drury-lane.	Powell, George, 1658?-1714.	1698 (1698)	Wing P3051; ESTC R23302	34,396	57

had'st no time but what was in my Will I might have cut thy Brittle-Thread of Life the very moment that this deed was sign'd look there and see what time 's allowed thee and Curse thy self for thy unthinking folly Her May I believe my Eyes O wretched Fool how hast thou plunged thy self into perdition this was the fatal blow my heart presaged and this the wretched end of all my Joys O dismal Marriage night Unhappy Bridegroom must then thy Bridal Bed be Sulphurous flames and Fiends perform thy Hymencial rites instead of my Marcella's soft Embraces must I ashing Furies Clasp me in their Arms O thou great injur'd power I have Offended strike strike me to the Center and make my Soul as Mortal as my Body Art Leave off your Idle Prayers or by that power I serve and you are ty'd to Worship thou sha't not tread the Earth a moment longer Her Fiend thou li'st thou that not dare to touch me what power hadst thou to Buy or I to Sell that which was none of my own I had no Soul at my dispose for it was bought before bought at a Rate so high that the whole World weighs not a Grain of the vast price was paid for 't Art This will not save you since you have free-will and by that free will thus as'twas sign'd to me I do expect performance of the Deed. Her Shall the bare setting of my name condemn me how many Wretches in their Lust and Riots have made a gift seal'd firm with Imprications Wretches for Perjury and foul Extoration make by their Crimes a Deed as strong as mine Nay even the murderer whose purple stains fix to his Soul and mark it with Damnation and true Penitent Tears 't is Cleansed and Whiten'd for a brighter Being Art Fool I 'll not give thee Leisure to Repent nor sha't thou have a moment more to breath by all the Ashy Treasuries of death I have not power to stir what can this mean he bears some holy relick sure about him or he is fix'd on Consectared ground Come from that place Her No infernal never perhaps the ground is Sacred that I tread on if so I will not stir but rooted fast I 'll stand a Monument of true Devotion and here exprie in prayers Art Slave I 'll blast thee Her Thou art the Slave not I. A Sacred inspiration fills my Soul and bids me dare thy worst ha Let me think the very day on which my Father dy'd his Confessor Physition of his Soul come to me and delivered me a Paper which I have wore ever since next my heart My Son said he take this and when thou find'st thou art upon the very brink of ruin open that Paper and thou 'lt find inclos'd that which will make thy Enemies fly from thee now is the time I 'm just upon the Brink and here before me stands my greatest Enemy thus then I break the seal and thus unfold the Sacred mistery Art Tempest Lightning Thunder Plagues seize thy Marrow give me back the Contract Her No I will tear it to as many peices as thou hast ruin'd Souls Avant cursed Tempter hence to thy native Hell and howl in flames Art Perdition Furies why am I thus fool'd I shall be made the sport of every Fiend and hooted through each Region they will make me the very Owl of Hell to sculk in Corners and every meager Ghost will Chatter at me I cannot bear the thought Convulsions gnaw thee Aches contract thy Bones that thou may'st know As great a Plegue above as I shall find below Thunders and sinks Her 'T is done ' the Victory 's obtain'd at last and I will bravely keep the field I 've won I 'll fix to this Sacred standard on my heart and never fear success under this Banner Enter Duke Marcella Gusman Senior Gusman Junior Bond Pedro c. Duke Nephew have you got done your Contemplations you look more Gay and Lively than you did I do suppose it was your excess of Joy that over-power'd your Spirits Her I confess my breast is full of Joy O my Marcella forgive me that my Soul could harbour sadness upon this day but I 'll convince my Fair one that I had than as great a cause of Sorrow as now I have for Pleasure Marc. My dear Lord my Joy or Grief does all depend on you and when you 're Pleas'd I 'm Happy Duke See Nephew here 's more visitors to see you and one that has but newly found his Eyes he took a happy day to make his Peace in thee which at the intreaty of your Friend I have Granted Her Your Goodness makes me more your humble debtor my Friend I wish you Joy for I perceive a cheerfulness that says you have gained your wishes Gus. Iun. I have gained all I wish Gus. Sen. I have got my Estate again and now I want nothing but a longer Lease of Life that I might have time enough to spend it again Her Seignior Bond I hope you 'l live hereafter with more Justice believe me 't is the surest way to thrive There 's a small reckoning betwixt you and me but I forgive you freely Bond. Sir I thank and will make it my whole Life's study to deserve your Favour Her Now for thee honest Pedro. Ped. Good lack I was afraid you had forgot me 'T is a Plaguy trick you Courtiers have got never to Remember past services Duke Fear not Pedro I 'll see thee prefer'd Ped. I thank your Grace Duke Come Nephew seat your self and you his Friends the Masque has waited for us Her We attend your Grace They all sit The Sc●ne changes to a Beautiful Garden c. ENDIMION The Man in the Moon A MASQUE A Scene of Fountains ENDIMION Sleeping on a Bank Menalcas Dorus Damon Alexis with other Shepherds and some Shepherdesses are discover'd and some of them Dancing Men. COme Shepherds 't is Night and our Flocks are in Fold Come Dorus and Damon we 'll haste from the Cold. To Coridon's Cottage we 'll go There the Liquor does merrily flow Do. Stay Menalcas prethee stay Endimion us'd to come this way Let us for Endimion stay Cho. Let us for Endimion stay Dam. Endimion's Flocks all go astray Their Master strays as much as they For you Bright Moon Endimion sights For her he fondly pines and dies Pitty poor Endimion's pain Poor Endimion hopeless Swain Cho. Poor Endimion hopeless Swain Alex. Why should not a Lover This Whining give over Since nothing but sorrow it yields Dor. Rich Egon's Brown Daughter Has made my Mouth Water But by Pan not for her but her Flock and her Fields See yonder he lies Sleep closes his Eyes I 'll wake him Alex. No Dorus no let him alone I 'll wake him No Dorus no let him Sleep on Sleep is the Lovers only Ease By Sleep of quiets he pertakes Gay Dreams of Bliss his Fancy please But when they fly Dispair awakes To those short Ioys the Swain we 'll leave The only

back Iemmy Come back my dear dear Iemmy thou hast melted my stubborn heart thou hast thawed these frozen Fountains mine Eyes and the spring of my Tears shall water thy youthful Checks thou ●halt not go thou staff of my Age I will lean a little longer upon thee thou shalt marry her Crying Thou sha't lye with her a little louder and thou sha't beget what thou can'st upon her Body Crying very loud But when thou hast marry'd shall that 300 l. a Year thy Unckle left thee be all bestow'd upon old Iemmy Gus. Iun. With greater Joy than e're I did receive it Gus. Sen. Ah thou tender Lamb thou sha't have a Wife my Dear Iemmy so farewel farewell thou Flower of thy Age thou faithful Lover and obedient Son Going Turn back Crying a little But Iemmy my poor Boy my darling Child what ready Money hast thou about thee Iemmy Gus. Iun. Faith Sir but very little Gus. Sen. Well said Iemmy a little with Content is a Feast for thee and me Boy how much is 't my Precious Gus. Iun. About Ten Pieces Sir Gus. Sen. Poor little Rogue and shall we spend it all to day Titte ●all poor Daddy put five pieces of it in his Pocket to make a shew with my little Pig●nye Gus. Iun. Ay Sir I 'm happy you Command me Gus. Sen. Shall my little Iemmy by my Jewel thou sha't have her b● my Tit-mouse thou sha't be marry'd to morrow-day Sirrah by my Lovee Sings Young Jemmy is a Lad My only Ioy and Honey He Loves his Poor old Dad And lets him want no Money Toll Doll Toll Doll c. Exit Singing Gus. Iun. Was ever Man so wretched in a Parent he that shou'd teach me the true Rules of Honour and guide my youth in the strict Paths of Virtue holds to my weak and unexperienced Eyes the cursed mirrour of destroying Vice Ah! poor Serena Partner in Affliction whose Father's sordidness affects thee more than the Extravagance of mine does me Enter Hernando Pedro and Artan Invisible My dear Hernando I 've been seeking thee they told me at thy Lodging thou wer 't gone with a resolve n●'er to return to Venice Her Why truly my Friend Gusman I was so determin'd but fortune has been pleas'd to turn her Wheel once more to my Advantage and tho I am return'd to Venice as poor as I went out viz. without one Farthing in my Pocket yet before many hours are past my Gusman thou shalt behold me in that prosperous Station all Venice shall admire and enjoy me Gus. Iun. You may assure your self I 'm pleas'd to hear any thing that relates to your good Fortune I will not ask you how your Fortune 's chang'd but must rejoyce it 's turn'd to your advantage Ped. Sir Sir stand upon your Guard here 's the Usurer with a whole tribe of Rogues at his Heels Mercy upon me if the Devil shou'd fail us what an excellent Physician will my Master make coop'd up in the Beggers Hospital Enter Bond and Delay with Officers Bond. Gone from his Lodging say you First Offic. Yes Sir this morning early and they told me he took his leave of them with a design to return no more to Venice Bond. Bless me what an unfortunate Man am I I tell you what Mr. Delay I lent 300 l. upon his bare Bond besides what I had lent upon his Estate Delay Well Sir but the Estate no doubt is sufficient to make it up and leave you a Considerable Gainer too Bond. Ay that 's right Mr. Delay but if I had been so discreet as not to have lent that 300l there still had been so much more in my Pocket my Wise Lawyer Ped. Ah plague o' your Conscience you hear Master Her What think you of this Fellow Gus. Iun. I shou'd think him a Villain were he not Serena's Father Her Friend let me beg you 'l leave me here a little I know his meaning but have a way to frustrate all his Malice prethee leave me Gus. Iun. You must excuse me I 'm too well acquainted with his pernicious Temper to Expose you to what his Avarice leads him I will stay with you Her Well do what you think fit Save you Mr. Bond. Bond. Ha! Mr. Hernando bless me what a lying Messenger is this report why it has been all the mornings talk on the Rialto that you had left your native Country and wander'd to seek your Fortune in foreign Parts Her You have done your best endeavour Sir to force me Thou slave to Muck thou sordid ●ump of Earth thou Cannibal that swallow'st up Mankind when will the Widows Cries and the Orphans Tears the Mourning Heirs thy villany has stript naked find softness in thy barbarous Flinty Bosom Bond. Why how now how now Mr. Hernando in my opinion you give your Tongue a greater priviledge than your wants can bear to justifie it in marry come up you have great cause to complain indeed is this the thanks you render me for my Civility in being so long out of my Money to do you service Her To do me Service no thou Cormorant it was to Glut thy own in Insatiate Maw Thou do a Service Thou Relieve Mankind yes thou wilt feed 'em as the Indians do to make 'em fatter for thy own devouring Gus. Iun. Be Calm Hernando Her How be Calm my Friend Gusman no while I have a Tongue I will Imploy it in Curses on this Mis●reant this Catiff Diseases gnaw thee to the very Bones Blindness and Lameness with the want of Hearing Gout Stone and Ptissick all at once assault thee and when thy hated Life must have an end the Gibbet and Hangman bring it to thee Ped. What a vain of Cursing my Master 's got into 't is a sign he has sold his Soul to the Devil Bond. Why really Sir your Tongue runs on at a wonderful rate and I can't tell when that 's weary but your Hands and Feet may be in the same Humour therefore it behoves me in what in me lies to prevent it Officers do your Duty First Offic. We Arrest you Sir at the Suit of Mr. Gabirel Bond. Her Why you eternal Bloodhound won't my Estate make good all that I owe you Bond. Officers you know your business Bayle Jayle or Money that 's all I 'll hear of at present Gus. Iun. Hold Sir I 'll be his Surety Bond. With all my Heart I desire no better if he wants three Hundred Pound more upon your Bond he shall Command it within this half hour wou'd I cou'd get him in my Clutches once I 'd hamper him so fast he shou'd never have power to Court my Daughter Well Sir you 'l pass your word for his Appearance Aside Gus. Iun. I will Sir Bond. Well then Officers you are discharg'd Exit Officers Artan Striks him with his Wand Bless me what 's that Mr. Delay did you see any one Strike me Dela Not I upon my word Sir Bond. Mercy on me I felt something come as cold cross