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A36713
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The wild gallant a comedy : as it was acted at the Theater-Royal by His Majesties servants / written by John Dryden, esq.
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Dryden, John, 1631-1700.
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1669
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Wing D2399; ESTC R31381
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every thing handsome nothing can look well without it Lov. Does this Jewel express poverty Const. I conjure you by your love to me tell me one truth not minc'd by your invention How came you by this Jewel Lov. 'T is well I have a Voucher pray ask your own Jeweller Setstone if I did not buy it of him Const. How glad you are now you can tell a truth so near a lie but Where had you the Money that purchas'd it come without circumstances and preambles Lov. Umh perhaps that may be a secret Const. Say it be one yet he that lov'd indeed could not keep it from his Mistriss Lov. Why should you be thus importunate Const. Because I cannot think you love me if you will not trust that to my knowledge which you conceal from all the World beside Lov. You urge me deeply Const. Come sweet Servant you shall tell me I am resolv'd to take no denial Why do you sigh Lev. If I be blasted it must out Const. Either tell me or resolve to take your leave for ever Lov. Then know I have my means I know not how Const. This is a fine secret Lov. Why then if you will needs know 't is from the Devil I have Money from him what and when I please Const. Have you seal'd a Covenant and given away your Soul for Money Lov. No such thing intended on my part Const. How then Lov. I know not yet what conditions he 'll propose I should have spoke with him last night but that a cross chance hinder'd it Const. Well my opinion is some great Lady that is in love with you supplies you still and you tell me an incredible Tale of the Devil meerly to shadow your infidelity Lov. Devise some meanes to try me Const. I take you at your word you shall swear freely to bestow on me what ever you shall gain this unknown-way and for a proofe because you tell me you can have Money what and when you please bring me an hundred pounds e'r night If I do marry him for a Wit I 'll see what he can do he shall have none from me aside Lov. You overjoy me Madam you shall have it and 't were twice as much Const. How 's this Lov. The Devil a cross that I have or know where to get but I must promise well to save my credit now Devil if thou do'st forsake me aside Const. I mistrust you and therefore if you faile I 'll have your hand to show against you here 's inke and paper Loveby Writes Enter Burr and Timorous Bur. What makes Loveby yonder he 's Writing somewhat Tim. I 'll go see Lookes over him Lov. Have you no more manners then to overlook a man when he 's a Writing Oh Is' t you Sir Timorous you may stand still now I think on 't you can not read Written hand Bur. You are very familiar with Sir Timorous Lov. So I am with his Companions Sir Bur. Then there 's hopes you and I may be better acquainted I am one of his Companions Lov. By what title as you are an Ass Sir Const. No more Loveby Lov. I need not Madam alass this fellow is onely the Sollicitor of a quarrel till he has brought it to an head and I will leave the fighting part to the Curteous pledger Do not I know these fellows you shall as soon perswade a Mastiff to fasten on a Lyon as one of these to ingage with a courage above their own they know well enough who they can beat and who can beat them Enter Failer at a distance Fail Yonder they are now would I compound for a reasonable summ that I were Friends with Burr if I am not I shall lose Sir Timerous Const. O Servant have I spyed you let me run into your Armes Fail I renounce my Lady Constance I vow to gad I renounce her Tim. To your Task Burr Enter Nonsuch and Isabelle Const. Hold Gentlemen no sign of quarrel Non. O Friends I think I shall goe mad with grief I have lost more Money Lov. Would I had it that 's all the harm I wish my self your Servant Madam I go about the business Exit Loveby Non. What! Does he take no pity on me Const. Prithee moane him Isabelle Isa. Alass alass poor Nuncle could they find in their hearts to rob him Non. Five hundred pounds out of poor six thousand pounds a year I and mine are undone for ever Fail Your own House you think is clear my Lord Const. I dare answer for all there as much as for my self Burr Oh that he would but think that Loveby had it Fail If you 'll be friends with me I 'll try what I can perswade him to Burr Here 's my hand I will dear heart Fail Your own House being clear my Lord I am apt to suspect this Loveby for such a person Did you mark how abruptly he went out Non. He did indeed Mr. Failer but why should I suspect him his carriage is fair and his means great he could never live after this rate if it were not Fail This still renders him the more suspicious he has no land to my knowledge Bur. Well said mischief aside Const. My Father 's credulous and this Rogue has found the blind-side of him would Loveby heard him to Isab. Fail He has no Means and he looses at Play so that for my part I protest to gad I am resolved he picks Locks for his Living Bur. Nay to my Knowledge he picks Locks Tim. And to mine Fail No longer ago than last night he met me in the dark and offer'd to dive into my Pockets Non. That 's a main argument for suspition Fail I remember once when the Keyes of the Exchequer were lost in the Rump-time he was sent for upon an extremity and I gad he opens me all the Locks with the Blade-bone of a Breast of Mutton Non. Who this Loveby Fail This very Loveby Another time when we had sate up very late at Ombre in the Country and were hungry towards morning he plucks me out I vow to gad I tell you no lie four ten-pennyNailes from the Dairy-Lock with his teeth fetches me out a Mess of Milk and knocks me u'm in again with his Head upon Reputation Isa. Thou Boy Non. What shall I do in this case my comfort is my Gold 's all mark'd Const. Will you suspect a Gentleman of Loveby's worth upon the bare report of such a Rascal as this Failer Non. Hold thy tongue I charge thee upon my blessing hold thy tongue I 'll have him apprehended before he sleeps come along with me Mr. Failer Fail Bur. Look well to Sir Timorous I 'll be with you instantly Const. I 'll watch you by your favor aside Exeunt Nonsuch Failer Constance following them Isa. A word Sir Timorous Bur. She shall have a course at the Knight and come Gets behind up to him but when she is just ready to pinch he shall give such a loose from her shall break her heart
Isa. Burr there still and watching us there 's certainly some Plot in this but I 'll turn it to my own advantage aside Tim. Did you mark Burrs retirement Madam Isa. I his guilt it seems makes him shun your company Tim. In what can he be guilty Isa. You must needs know it he Courts your Mistriss Tim. Is he too in love with my Lady Constance Isa. No no but which is worse he Courts me Tim. Why what have I to do with you you know I care not this for you Isa. Perhaps so but he thought you did and good reason he had for it Tim. What reason Madam Isa. The most convincing in the World he knew my Cousin Constance never lov'd you he has heard her say you were as invincibly ignorant as a Town-fop judging a new Play as shame fac'd as a great over-grown School-boy in fine good for nothing but to be worm'd out of your estate and Sacrificed to the god of Laughter Tim. Was your Cousin so barbarous to say this Isab. In his hearing Tim. And would he let me proceed in my suit to her Isa. For that I must excuse him he never thought you could love one of my Cousin's humor but took your Court to her only as a blind to your affection for me and being possessed with that opinion he thought himself as worthy as you to marry me Tim. He is not half so worthy and so I 'll tell him in a fair way Burr to a Boy entring Sirrah Boy deliver this Note to Madam Isabelle but be not known I am so near Boy I warrant you Sir Bur. Now fortune all I desire of thee is that Sir Timorous may see it if he once be brought to believe there is a kindness between her and me it will ruine all her Projects Isa. To the Boy From whom Boy From Mr. Burr Madam Isabelle reads These for Madam Isabelle Dear Rogue Sir Timerous knows nothing of our kindness nor shall for me seem still to have defigns upon him it will hide thy affection the better to thy Servant Burr Isa. Alas poor Woodcock dost thou go a birding thou hast e'n set a Sprindge to catch thy own neck look you here Sir Timerous here 's something to confirm what I have told you Gives him the Letter Tim. D e a re dear r o g u e ro-gue Pray Madam read it this written hand is such a damned pedantique thing I could never away with it Isa. He would fain have robbed you of me Lord Lord to see the malice of a man Tim. She has perswaded me so damnably that I begin to think she 's my Mistress indeed Isab. Your Mistress why I hope you are not to doubt that at this time of day I was your Mistress from the first day you ever saw me Tim. Nay like enough you were so but I vow to gad now I was wholly ignorant of my own affection Isa. And this Rogue pretends he has an interest in me meerly to defeat you look you look you where he stands in ambush like a Jesuite behind a Quaker to see how his design will take Tim. I see the Rogue now could I find in my heart to marry you in spight to him what think you on 't in a fair way Isab. I have brought him about as I would wish and now I 'll make my own conditions aside Sir Timerous I wish you well but he I marry must promise me to live at London I cannot abide to be in the Country like a wilde beast in the wilderness with no Christian Soul about me Tim. Why I 'll bear you company Isa. I cannot endure your early hunting matches there to have my sleep disturbed by break of day with heigh Jowler Jowler there Venus ah Beauty and then a serenade of deep mouth'd curres to answer the salutation of the Huntsman as if hell were broke loose about me and all this to meet a pack of Gentlemen Salvages to ride all day like mad men for the immortal fame of being first in at the Hares death to come upon the spur after a trayl at four in the afternoon to destruction of cold meat and cheese with your leud company in boots fall a drinking till Supper time be carried to bed rop'd out of your Seller and be good for nothing all the night after Tim. Well Madam what is it you would be at you shall find me reasonable to all your propositions Isa. I have but one condition more to add for I will be as reasonable as you and that is a very poor request to have all the money in my disposing Tim. How all the Money Isa. I for I am sure I can huswife it better for your honour not but that I shall be willing to encourage you with pocket money or so sometimes Tim. This is somewhat hard Isa. Nay if a woman cannot do that I shall think you have an ill opinion of my vertue not trust your own flesh and blood Sir Timerous Tim. Well is there any thing more behind Isa. Nothing more only the choice of my own company my own hours and my own actions these trifles granted me in all things of moment I am your most obedient Wife and Servant Isabelle Tim. Is' t a match then Isa. For once I am content it shall but 't is to redeem you from those Kascals Burr and Failer that way Sir Timerous for fear of Spies I 'll meet you at the Garden dore Exit Isa. Sola I have led all women the way if they dare but follow me and now march off if I can scape but spying with my Drums beating and my Colours flying Exit Isa. Burr So their wooing's at an end thanks to my wit Enter Failer Fail Oh Burr whither it is Sir Timerous and Madam Isabelle are gone together Bur. Adore my wit boy they are parted never to meet again Fail I saw u'm meet just now at the Garden dore so ho ho ho who 's within there help here quickly quickly Enter Nonsuch and two Servants Nons. What 's the matter Fail Your Niece Isabelle has stollen away Sir Timerous Nons. Which way took they Fail Follow me I 'll shew you Nons. Break your necks after him you idle Varlets Exeunt Omnes Enter Loveby Loveby's Collar unbuttoned Band carelesly on Hat on the Table as new rising from sleep Lov. Boy how long have I slept boy Enter Boy Boy Two hours and a half Sir Lov. What 's a clock Sirrah Boy Near four Sir Lov. Why there 's it I have promised my Lady Constance an hundred pounds e'r night I had four hours to perform it in when I engaged to do it and I have slept out more than two of them all my hope to get this money lies within the compass of that hat there before I lay down I made bold a little to prick my finger and write a note in the blood of it to this same friend of mine in to'ther world that uses to supply me the Devil has now had