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A36011
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The lover's luck a comedy as it is acted at the theatre in Little Lincolns-Inn-Fields by His Majesty's servants / written by Mr. Dilke.
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Dilke, Mr. (Thomas), d. ca. 1698.
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1696
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Wing D1476; ESTC R27300
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it 's rarely blest by a couple of such Reformers Eag We that are most instrumental in the Vices of the World are the best able to give an account of them Ves I am sure we are less prejudical to the World that make Lewdness and cheating our Profession than those that practice both under the Disguises of Honour and Religion and pretend to sanctifie their Crimes by their Places and Habits Bell. Hark you good People I must deal plainly with you and desire you to walk off having particular Business that require me to be private Eag By all means Sir Come Madam Vesuvia let you and I go perfect the Work I have prepar'd Ves And must I part from your Chamber at this rate Coll. I vow this is a strange Reformation Well for the future I 'll have nothing to say to you from a noble generous Ranger I see you are grown a sneaking doting Lover and therefore ought to be abandon'd by ev'ry free-born Breast and left to the frozen Embraces of a cold virtuous Wise where may you starve unpitied by all Women that have the least grace of Gallantry With this hearty Curse I leave you Exeunt Eag and Ves Enter Jocond Bell. Come Jocond you have been an Age away Well How What Is all Bless me crowds of Questions press so upon my Lips that they hinder each others passage Joc. Well Sir I 'll save you the trouble of asking and tell you all that you can wish to know Bell. Quick then why this Harangue Joc. Old Mrs. Sprightly your true Friend did so smuggle me nay she said I should lye with her Bell. Ounze what 's this to the purpose Joc. Patience Sir and then the wanton old Jade took me into her Chamber and ask'd so many Questions of Flanders first whether I spilt any Blood in the Wars and then whether I had lost my Maidenhead and then Bell. Dam ye you impertinent young Dog what have I to do with this Were not you to tell me of my Mistress you should never speak a word more Joc. Good Sir bridle your Passion you shall have no occasion to be angry when I have told you all Bell. Blood and Death tell me all the next Sentence you speak or your Bones shall pay for 't Joc. Now Sir I come to the point your Mistress is very well she look'd over your Presents with a great deal of satisfaction seems pleas'd at your return In fine you 'll be better inform'd by the Contents of this Bell. snatches the Letter Bell. Hell and Furies why did you not give me this at first Bellair reads starting Joc. O Sir there might be danger in an over-hasty Bliss a sudden Joy has often prov'd fatal with-holding a Pleasure is the way to endear it Bell. What have you been abusing me you young Villain Make things plain to me or I 'll sacrifice you to the pit of Hell Joc. Lord Sir what I told you is positive truth I hope you have had sufficient proof of my faithful service I am sure I discover'd so much by her own looks and by what both Old Sprightly and Madam Plyant told me that if she has writ any thing that seems unkind I dare swear she has bely'd her own Thoughts Bell. Reads Sir I must own my self not a little concern'd at your present return since I am sensible that the Circumstances I now lie under may be very surprizing to you each of my Uncles are resolv'd to dispose of me and have oblig'd me to comply with their Intentions You may take your own Measures and propose something most diverting to you your Endeavours in that nature shall be seconded by my Wishes and your Misfortunes shar'd by Eliz. Purflew Adieu Were I to advise you it should be to repair to your Post Joc. Why I dare say every word is truth and her real meaning Pray let me see the Letter The Lady I liv'd withall before I came to you was notable at the little Mysteries of Billet-doux and instructed me mightily in such Affairs Reads to himself Why to me it seems you have as bless'd an Answer as you could wish I should read it thus Reads Sir I am very well pleas'd you are come to Town now I can surprize you with the news of being at my own Disposal My Vncles have separately engag'd me to two several Persons which I have seemingly consented to that I might the better deliver my self to you If the possession of me will be what 's most diverting to you use your own Measures my Wishes shall kindly meet your Intentions and your Concerns for the future dutifully shar'd by Eliz. Purflew Were I to advise you repair to the Post a Lover ought to maintain in his Mistresses Affections Adieu Bell. O my dear Boy how sweet are those ravishing Accents Yet still I doubt what most I would believe Joc. Upon my life Sir there 's not a Syllable but bears this Construction which perfectly agrees with all other Circumstances And now Sir to give you the Soul and Quintisence of my Embassy which was whisper'd to me by your Mistresses Confident and no doubt by her order you are suddenly to meet her Prepare your self for a Rencounter she is accidentally to fall into the Ambush and you are to bear her off with flying Colours Come along Sir I 'll shew you the place the time draws near Strike sure for 't is the Crisis of your Bliss Bell. I 'll strike at Fate should I the Blessing miss The End of the Third Act. ACT IV. SCENE Covent-Garden Enter Mrs. Purflew and Mrs. Plyant Purf. SHall we go look upon some Silks Couz Coll. Bellair lodges somewhere hereabouts shou'd he meet us he 'd conclude I came on purpose to see for him Ply Good lack and not judge amiss as if you did not know that I sent him word we should be here with Resolutions as I imagin'd to conclude on the matter when to crown his Passion Purf. I know you sent him word I conclude the matter I crown his Passion What does the Girl mean Ply Ha ha ha This is very pritty I am sure you gave me large hints to guess at your Intentions And pray what 's the business of an humble Confident if not to inch out coming Inclinations or bear the blame of pretended Mistakes Purf. I can't imagine what you 'd be at Ply Lord we Women in love are so perverse in our Humours and would always seem to walk counter to our Intentions what advances we make are backwards like the Marches of a Crab. Purf. I own I have let the Woman grow a little upon me I have nettled him I believe in the Letter I sent by Jocond though I left him room for a favourable Interpretation but Lovers generally lay hold on the wrong end Ply How many of us do make Pride and Ill-nature our Diversion We love that our Tongues should contradict our Hearts as well as to have our Women belye our Faces and are always stretching our