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A36975
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A fond husband, or, The plotting sisters a comedy as it is acted at His Royal Highness the Duke's Theatre / written by Tho. Durfey.
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D'Urfey, Thomas, 1653-1723.
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1677
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me Fumb. What mouths agen Sirrah mouths agen Spat Umph. Makes a low Congee says nothing Fumb. Oh this submission pacifies Come hither I have a message for ye and let me see how you can behave your self 't is a matter of moment Spat I 'll do my best to please ye Sir Fumb. What dost thou say now Look look was ever such a Rascal as this This Rogue knows well enough that I cannot hear him Sirrah come and lay your mouth to my ear and then speak if you would have me understand ye Spat Yes Sir I shall be very careful to remember it hereafter Fumb. Rafters what Rafters Rogue Spat Sir I shall be careful to remember it hereafter Aloud Fumb. O shall you so Sir and 't will become you ifack for look'ee Sirrah 't is my humour as long as I am healthy and jovial to cover failings and imperfections in Nature as well as I can 't is a Wise-mans vertue and I have paterns for 't every day Ah! here are a sort of jolly brisk ingenious old Signiors about Town that with false Calves false Bellies false Teeth false Noses and a false fleering Face upon the matter fill up Society as well as ere a Masquerading Fop of 'em all But to the matter Sirrah you must carry this Ring to Cordelia and possess her with my love in an elegant manner Stand there and let me see how you can carry your self in such a business Spat Thus Sir I had my Honours from the Dancing-School Fumb. O damn'd Rogue what a Bow 's there 't is worse than a Country Counsellors to a Client that has no money Sirrah pull me your Hat off thus with a Grace Ah! I cou'd have done it rarely twenty years ago but ifack Time and Gravity defaces all things Come Sirrah Spat Madam my Master too well knowing the Charms of your Wit and Beauty are too sharp at all times to be opposed has by me sent this Ring and humbly desires Fumb. Well that last Honour was pretty well but come now let 's hear what you can say Spat ' Sdeath he has not heard me all this while what shall I do Knocking Oh some-body knocks this was happy Sir there 's some-body at door to speak with you Aloud Fumb. Go see who 't is I 'll follow This is a plaguy dull Rogue but I must have patience and take pains with him Nor shou'd he do any thing in this business had I not a design in 't and ifack I like the Woman well she 's young and plump free in her Nature and of a Sanguine Complexion and bona fide I never see her but some secret motions in my blood seem to imply that she is the cause What I am not Bedrid I can dance yet ay and run and jump too if occasion be and why not the t'other thing Come come it must it must mine was ever a stirring Family it must I say and she shall know it suddenly Ex. Fumble Scene 4. Enter Maria and Bubble Mar. COme softly Sir and plant your self here at this back-door I have already made a discovery Bubb. Are they together Mar. I believe so they seldom miss such an opportunity especially when they think you absent Bubb. No they are politick with a Pox to 'em Sister what revenge ha I am resolv'd to be a Tyrant ' Sbud I 'll pinch her to death with a pair of Tongs Mar. O fie that will be too cruel Bubb. Cruel by the Lord Harry 't is Justice palpable Justice Why shou'd she live she 'd Cuckold the whole Nation Mar. Consider better on 't 't is but a venial Crime and deserves not such rigour But come meditate of no revenge till you are certain of the fault keep close at that door be sure you discover not your self till I come to you I 'll go and observe Bubb. I 'll try my patience but 't is a damn'd Cause Exeunt Enter Rashley and Emilia Scene a Bed-Chamber Emil. Our Intrigue as yet goes well Rash. I swear to admiration and had I not seen each passage I shou'd have thought 't had been impossible Oh my Dearest how shall I gratifie thee My love 's too poor and my desert too mean ever to equal it Kisses her hand Enter Ranger Rang. I am glad I 've got air agen this damn'd old Gib-Cat has mew'd me this half hour into such a hole that had I staid a minute longer I had certainly been smother'd it stinks worse than a Pothecaries Shop and is furnisht with nothing but Gally-pots full of nasty Oyl into which groping about I often thrust my Fingers Fough Assafoetida as I live a most intolerable stink Ah! the Devil grind her old Chops Stay this is sure Emilia's Chamber and if I am not mistaken I heard a whispering here it may be they 're together I 'll be still and listen Rash. Our love shall last whole Ages and each Kiss add new and fierce desires Death shall want power to separate us and Envy droop and pine it self away to see its â—â—â—â—agem succeed no better Rang. By Heav'n 't is so They are here Blest minute now I shall make a rare discovery Emil. I am confirm'd and will proceed in loving A Husband is a dull insipid thing pall'd and grown stale within a week But a Lover appears still new and gay and is to perpetuity the same he was at first all mirth all pleasure Rang. A most excellent Theme Oh that that Property that Fool her Husband stood now to hear this Devil of a Wife make out this free Confession Rash. He dull Creature Heav'n knows is blind to all your Charms Marriage acts only the Decrees of Duty Love has the least share in 't In this Age a Husband with a Wife is like a Bully in a Church the only pleasure he takes is to sleep away the hours shou'd be employ'd in Conjugal Duty Emil. Well! I am very glad our plots succeed so well I swear I was half frighted t'other day when my Sister-in-Law Maria discover'd us Was it not done subt'ly Did I not fetch all off agen with an excellent Invention Rang. Good rarely good This Devil cannot sure have so much impudence to deny this agen Rash Ha ha ha By Heav'n I 'm ready to die with laughing when I think what Asses we made of ' em Ranger too that busie Coxcomb what a fretting and plotting and sweating did he make for nothing Alas poor Fool Ha ha ha Emil. Ha ha ha Rang. O the Devil fleer you 'Sdeath am I still their Property I shall have a slice at your Nose ere long I doubt not my young Gallant I shall dash your Mummery Rash. Come we lose time Let talk be our diversion when we are old and can reap nothing else our minutes now should all be spent in rapture Thus thus my Sweet Oh that we cou'd live thus ever How now what noise is that Bubble within Bawds Strumpets Whores Witches Break open the door there break open the door Mar.
shame and burning Lust and yet be patient Oh the insipid dulness of a Husband A Husband Bubb. Rashley and my Wife Pish why I reconcil'd 'em but just now she has been angry with him this week for not giving her a Squirril he promis'd her Rang. A Squirril Hah a very fine present that if you understood all Betty Happy discovery this shall to my Lady immediately Ex. Mar. That anger was design'd You are abus'd and I that have a share in all your ignominy have now resolv'd prevention Oh that ever I shou'd live to be a Witness of this shame Weeps Heav'n knows how I have lov'd her instructed her and told her the Duty of a Wife was to obey and be constant yet all would not do therefore I am resolv'd to right my self and you in the discovery nor shall our race in future times be branded with any Spurious Off-spring Rang. I could not be believ'd I was impertinent but if you knew what I have seen Sir Bubb. Seen why prethee what hast thou seen Ned Rang. Faith 't will be no secret long therefore I 'll tell you I have seen her lie in Rashley's Arms and kiss him play with his Nose and clap his Cheeks and laugh till her whole Frame was shook with Titulation I guess Sir 't was at you but will not swear it She 'd sing and breathe upon him and with her Hand lockt fast in his and Eyes with rapture gazing on his Face she 'd tell him wanton Stories of her love and of her easie Husband He to requite her wou'd display her Charms and betwixt every word imprint a Kiss to prove his amorous Argument Bubb. And you have seen this Rang. More than this Sir I have seen but to tell you is to be call'd Impertinent such things such monstrous things Bubb. My Head begins to ake all is not well prethee Ned out with 'em come I am thy Friend and ' sbud if I thought any thing were done in Hugger Mugger Mar. What would you do then Bubb. Do Why I 'd ask him civilly whether his meaning were good or no. Rang. His meaning Bubb. Ay you know 't is best to begin mildly that afterwards if occasion be a man may cut his Throat with greater assurance Mar. Stare on your Infamy with Eagle-aspect Behold the evidence of Shame writ in her Eyes and Actions See every Glance each Touch each kind Embrace and when you have seen 'em in the very fact stand coldly unconcern'd and ask the meaning Ah! Curse upon all dulness Rang. Let Rashley smile and point his Fingers at ye tell you a Story of a Quondam Mistriss which is indeed your Wife how oft he has lain with her and pleasantly deceived the easie Cuckold yet as a President of excellent Nature I cou'd advise you still to ask his meaning his meaning Mar. Watch all his Actions and when some kind Genius has to undeceive you made you a Spectator of Rashley full of hopes and all undrest entring your Bed with a glad Lovers haste step in and pull him back and ask his meaning his meaning Bubb. My Bed my Bed is my Castle and by the Lord Harry he that violates it but with a look my First shall crush him into Mummy Rang. So now he begins to take fire Aside Bubb. He 's a Son of a Whore a Dog a Bitch a Succubus and if I find this true I 'll cut him piece-meal though he were Sword-proof and had a Witch to his Mother Mar. Ay this is meaning now Go on and prosper Rang. These words display a reviv'd sence of Honour nor shall you want encouragement to forward it and since I see your Eyes and Understanding are open'd I as your Friend will give this secret to you 'T was my good fortune to hear an Assignation appointed between 'em this night at seven a Clock I guess 't is now very near the hour you have a Key to the Chamber go thither at the time appointed and then never trust your Friend if you find her not the falsest of Women Bubb. If I do I 'll make her the ugliest in Christendom for I 'll cut off her Nose and send her to the Devil for a New-Years-Gift Mar. Here she comes we must not be seen 't will spoil all talk of going abroad and carry it handsomly for fear she mistrusts Bubb. But where shall we meet Rang. At my lodging in the Strand about half an hour hence Exeunt Enter Emilia Emil. What studying my Dear Come come indeed you must not be so thoughtful Did you not promise to come and make one at Ombre Bubb. Now if I might be hang'd cannot I speak an angry word no I wont play I am busie I am going abroad for two or three hours Farewel Ex Emil. 'T is so our Intrigue to night is discover'd to him I find by his actions the Infernal Collegues Ranger and Maria have been possessing him with some strange resolutions But since 't is but what I expected it gives me the less trouble and 't is ten to one but I have a Counterplot left that shall undo their policies 〈◊〉 the Devil made one in the Invention Did you meet my Husband Enter Rashley Rash. Yes but in a strange humour He lookt with so dull an aspect and return'd my salute so coldly and so far from his usual manner that I more than half fear our Intrigue is discover'd Emil. Without doubt it is They have plaid their parts to discover and it now belongs to us to study to repel Come summon your Wits together and advise what 's to be done in so Critical a Conjuncture you had a contriving Genius once Rash. Ay 't is true Madam I had once but this damn'd Champaigne has so dull'd it that Igad 't is now worth little or nothing Madam you know my Talent in plot is insignificant but if a Rancounter or cutting Ranger's Throat may do the bus'ness I 'll thrust my hand as far as any man I 'll spoil his plotting by Heav'n say you but the word Emil. No! fighting will do in any other bus'ness better than this for in stead of defending it blasts my reputation Rash. The Devil take me if I had not like to have forgot that too well I am a dull Rogue Madam that 's the truth on 't Enter Betty Betty Oh Madam you are betray'd Mr. Ranger by what means Heav'n knows has been inform'd of your Assignation I accidentally overheard him telling it to my Master and Madam Maria coming in seconded his Story with an extravagant fury and in conclusion 't was design'd that he should pretend business abroad but privately return home and surprize ye Emil. 'T is as I imagin'd and I am glad of this caution Now we may take breath agen Rash. Gad and so am I. But is there no way to keep on the plot and deceive 'em still Emil. 'T is in my head and will have birth presently Betty you have Sneak still fast in my Chamber Betty Yes