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A34580
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The mistaken beauty, or, The lyar a comedy, acted by Their Majesties servants at the Royal Theatre.; Menteur. English
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Corneille, Pierre, 1606-1684.
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1685
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Wing C6314; ESTC R18809
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Master what mean you to rise so soon they are not up at Lucretia's it is too early day Dor. No matter I 've chose this place as most proper to reve in where beholding her window I may entertain my amorous thoughts and wholly possess my mind with her dear Idea Cly. Now you talk of reving Master have you bethought you of a remedy for your last disgrace yet Dor. I have and 't is the same thou taughtest me yesterday for so sovereign and approved one to be liberal enough Cly. Right provided you rightly apply your liberality to some Coquett or other Dor. I understand and know Lucretia is too noble and generous to take or to be ta'en with gifts and presents but her Maids have hands and tongues too that may be untied with Bribes And howsoever she diaspprove it she has Ears too to hear 'em when they speak and it shall go hard but I 'll gain some of 'em and she who brought me the Letter yesterday I think the fittest whom I do not doubt to gain if I pay her well for her pains as I intend Cly. I 'll warrant ye master for 't is my own humour right to be always most kind and complacent to those who give most and count them my chiefest friends Dor. There are enough of thy humour Cly. But master in attending Sabina and the operation of our remedy have you heard the Rumour of Alcippe's Duel Dor. No with whom Cly. Some say with you and but I can be answerable for you all this day I should believe it else Dor. And did not I send thee to Lucretia's Cly. Umh and wast for that you sent me I begin to smell somewhat Dor. Yes faith 't was I that fought with him though I resolv'd to keep it secret but from thee the only Secretary of my thoughts and Cabinet of all my secrets I can conceal nothing Know then about some five or six months since we had a quarell at Poictiers where though we were seemingly reconcil'd there past a secret Engagement 'twixt us two to fight next time we met and feigning to embrace we whisper'd a Challenge into each others ears when sending thee away away we went without any Seconds and in a pass or two I quickly dispatch'd my Gentleman running him twice through the body and leaving him out of all danger of ever being sick again and welt'ring in 's gore Cly. And did you kill him then Dor. Dead dead and so I left him Cly. Introth I 'm sorry for 't he was a very honest Gentleman Alack alack Scena 2. Alcippe Dorant Clyton Al. Dear friend happily met I come to make thee partaker of my joy my father Dor. What of him Al. Is newly arriv'd Dor. I thought he had been dead I thou wert so glad this is a new and extraordinary kind of joy in a son like thee for a Fathers arrival Al. I should have told thee but that a mind wholly preoccupied with joy imagines every one knows it as well as they that my marriage with Clarissa only attended his arrival for its final accomplishment and now at last he 's happily arriv'd Dor. How could I imagine this but I 'm most glad and congratulate your happiness Cly. This place is proper for you to Reve in Sir Dor. And you'r going thither now Al. I am and could not but make you participate of the good news by the way Dor. Y 'ave much oblig'd me in 't Cly. All those you kill'd Sir are alive and well you see Dor. So then you fear no farther impediments in your Amours Al. How can I All parties being so well agree'd Dear friend pardon the impatience of a Lover I 've left my father reposing himself after his Voyage and have ta'en the occasion to visit my Mistress the while farwell Dor. Farwell and may your marriage prove as happy and fortunate as you desire Scena 3. Dorant Clyton Cly. And is this he that 's dead well Master I did not think you 'd have us'd me thus the only Secretary of your thoughts and Cabinet of all your secrets but I perceive with all these qualities one shou'd have much ado not to be deceive'd by you Dor. Dost think this combat then was nothing and only a story of mine own invention Cly. I can't tell I shou'd be glad to believe any thing rather than displease you Sir but you invent so many every day and every where as 't is a particular grace of heaven if any escape being deceiv'd by you You spare none Turk Jew nor Christian all 's one to you Dor. Why shou'dst thou think it so strange Alcippe shou'd be recovered so soon o' th dangerous wounds I gave him Didst never hear of that source of life call'd by us Warriours the Sympathetique Powder that every day works such strange and miraculous effects Cly. But none so strange and miraculous as this that a man twice run through the body and left in the field for dead should next day appear abroad all whole and sound Dor. I grant you your ordinary Sympathetique Powder works none of these strange effects but Clyton I have the Receipt of making one vvith Promethian fire shall recall a man from death to life again in the twinkling of an Eye Cly. Teach me the Receipt Sir and I 'll promise you to serve you gratis hereafter Dor. Why I will and make thee rich for ever but now I think on 't the secret consists in certain Hebrew Words so hard and difficult to pronounce as 't would be a treasure wholly cast away upon thee Cly. And can you speak Hebrew then Dor. That I can and nine or ten other languages besides Cly. Faith and so y 'ad need and good sound ones too to tell so many Lyes You mince them as small as Herbs to the Pot and must needs be full of verity within for I never saw any yet come out of you Dor. Pitty thy ignorance but see my Father here Scena 4. Geronte Dorant Clyton Ger. O Dorant I have been looking for you Dor. But I look'd not for you what mischievous luck had I to meet with him aside Ger. Considering the strait union of marriage methinks I have not consented at all to thine to suffer thee to live so long from thy wife and be th' occasion of seperating those Heaven has conjoyn'd I m thinking then to write to your Father-in-Law how glad I am to understand you 'r married to so fair and virtuous a Gentlewoman as his Daughter and how I count our Family highly honour'd with the alliance it has with his Dor. Your Civilities sir will much surprize him Ger. And signifie withall the longing desire I have to see her here and how I intend to send you for her for to send a servant wou'd have no grace and shew a want of respect and esteem of her Dor. You may do your pleasure sir and I 'm ready to undertake the Voyage but 't will be to no purpose for I 'm
be fix'd upon his Name wherefore I can't believe it Phi. Dorant it seems is Valiant by Nature and only a Lyar by Custom however pray hereafter cast this jealousie away and let us admire our own simplicity cou'd believe a story so incredible that a Collation of six Services twelve Dishes at every one four consorts of Musick with Fire-works and I know not what cou'd all be provided in an hour or two's time as if the Collation had been given in some of our Theatres and with machins let down from Heaven Those who could credit it had far more faith than wit I saw this Fiction agreed but ill with the Relation of the Page how the Musick was but so so and the Collation only a Dish or two wherefore think no more on 't Al. This was my blind jealousie now that only sees with the Eyes of false imagination and believes all true that it imagines but leaving Dorant with his bold Fictions I 'll to Clarissa's and ask her pardon Phi. Better stay till to morrow when I may have made your way by telling her all this story and making her laugh again to see how finely we were deceiv'd by him The first heat of Choller 's always most vehement and 't is not fit you incurre her full anger till I before-hand have dissipated it Al. And if the uncertain light of the Evening deceive me not I perceive her coming with Isabella there I 'll follow your advice then and avoid her sight till she may have laugh'd at my jealousie and pardon it and me Scena 3. Clarissa Isabella Cla. Come Isabella let 's go to Lucretia's Is There 's time enough it is not yet so late Y' are much oblig'd to her for no sooner I had told her what you desir'd but instantly she dispatch'd Sabina with the Letter Cla. And I shall be as ready to serve her another time But didst observe how this Dorant Geronte's Son whom he commended so much is the self-same Gentleman we saw in the Garden to day Is I did and was much surpriz'd at it and so was Lucretia who mark'd it as well as I And do you continue your resolution still of speaking with him Cla. I know not he does so lye Isa And is that so strange Dorant is not the first young Schollar who boasts himself a Souldier and tells you of Battails h 'as fought Sieges h'as been at though never heard of 'em but i' th' Gazzette And forreign Countreys he had travell'd in Which but i th' Map too he had never seen to ingratiate himself with Ladies knowing they love men o' th Sword and love to hear them talk of wars and dangers they had past and like them when they see 'em make themselves not what they are but what they 'd have 'em be Cla. I know not what others are but I 'm sure he 's a Master i th' art of lying and has made Alcippe quite mad with stories h 'as told him of musick and collation given me yesternight upon the water judge you what likelihood or where a word of it is true Isa By this you may perceive how Dorant loves you and how cunning a Lover he is who knowing you lov'd Alcippe first did set you two at variance then presently did get his father to speak to yours for you so at once gaining the father and in jealousing for the nonce your other Lover to gain you which he has done in fine and your marriage is concluded on Cla. I as much as ever 't is like to be Isa Won't you obey your father then Cla. Alas thou art quite wide and understand'st nothing I see of what is lately done he 's married unknown unto his father who poor man came to mine with tears in his eyes to break off the match betwixt us now what say you of him Isa If this be so I 'll say in my turn too Dorant is an arrant Lyar and needs must take delight in lying who 'd make such a lye as this without design For more I think on 't less I comprehend what shou'd be his end in it but if this be so why will you go and speak with him is' t to chide him or else to laugh at him Cla. 'T is to tell him soundly of it an 't does me good to think how ' sham'd I shall make him Isa Faith 't would do me more good to make him starve i'th'cold and never go Cla. No I 'll go only for curiosity but soft I hear some coming perhaps 't is he and through the obscurity of the Evening he may chance to know me I 'll to Lucretia's then and there I may freely speak with him without all fear of being known whilst he 'll take me for her Alcippe I perceive is like to be the man must marry me at last do what I can when once he 's well cur'd of his jealousie which he 'll so on be when he knows as much as I. Scena 4. Dorant Clyton Dor. This is the time and place mentioned in the Letter Cly. Well I have told you how her Father 's one of the long Robe and she his only Daughter as also what fortune she has an ancient Servant of the house has told me all and now Master if Lucretia had but a Talent of Lying as wellas you I shou'd of have excellent sport to hear you two strive to deceive one another tell story for story and pay you in your own Coin and give you as good as you brought agen how I shou'd laugh Dor. No Clyton I 'd have thee know Heaven grants that favour but to few to lye as I do they must have good memories good wits great care and industry And finally when they 're put unto the push Indeed come readily off and never blush but soft the window opens let 's draw nigh Scena 5. Clarissa Lucretia Isabella above Dorant Clyton below Cla. Isabella stand you centinal whilst I speak with Dorant Isa I shall and advertise you when any comes Luc. Yes he recounted all your story to my Father but speak with him under my Name and I 'll be silent the while Cla. Who 's there Dorant Dor. Yes Lady it is I your humble servant and so I 'll live and dye Luc. He goes on in making love to ye Cla. He goes on with dissembling I 'm sure on 't I fear he 'll know me by my voice Cly. Well Master I confess y' are in the right this once 't is she I 'm certain now Dor. 'T is I Lady who willingly would efface out of my lives account all other days I might have lived without loving you Who find living without seeing you such a pain As 't is not life but rather death again And such a lingring torment finally As whosoever suffers needs must say There 's no life but in loving fair Lucretia Cla. Hey day now h 'as about with you too he makes love by turns it seems to every one Luc. He loves to lye to every one