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A27324
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Sir Patient Fancy a comedy : as it is acted at the Duke's Theatre / written by Mrs. A. Behn ...
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Behn, Aphra, 1640-1689.; Molière, 1622-1673. Malade imaginaire.
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1678
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Wing B1766; ESTC R4149
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his wife than his Money Ex. Witt. they come in Lean. Aunt I have taken the boldness to bring a Gentleman of my aquaintance to kiss your Ladiships hands Lod. Thy Aunt death she 's very handsom Madam your most humble servant Kisses the La. Fan. Lean. Prethee imploy this Fool that I may have an opportunity to entertain thy Sister Lod. Sir Credulous what not a word not a Complement hah be brisk man be gay and witty talk to the Ladies Sir Cred. Talk to ' em why what shall I say to ' em Lod. Any thing so it be to little purpose Sir Cred. Nay Sir let me alone for that matter but who are they prethee Lod. Why that 's my Lady Fancy and that 's her Daughter in Law salute 'em Man Sir Cred. Fair Lady I do protest and vow you are the most beautifull of all Mothers in Law and the World cannot produce your equall Lod. The Rogue has but one method for all Addresses They laugh La. Kn. Oh absurd this Sir is the beautifull Mother in Law To La. Fancy Sir Cred. Most Noble Lady I cry you mercy Enter Sir Pat. Then Madam as the Sun amongst the Stars or rather as the Moon not in conjunction with the Sun but in her opposition when one rises the other sets or as the Vulgar call it Full moon I say as the Moon is the most beautifull of all the sparkling lights even so are you the most accomplisht Lady under the Moon and Madam I am extreamly sensible of your Charms and Celestial Graces To Isabella Sir Pat. Why this is abominable and insupportable Lucr. I find Sir you can talk to purpose when you begin once Sir Cred. You are pleas'd to say so Noble Lady but I must needs say I am not the worst bred Gentleman for a Country Gentleman that ever you saw for you must know incomparable Lady that I was at the University three years and there I learnt my Logick and Rhethorick whereby I became excellent at Repartee sweet Lady As for my Estate my Father dy'd since I came of Age and left me a small younger Brothers Portion dear Lady Lucr. A younger Brothers Sir Sir Cred. Ha ha I know what you wou'd infer from that now but you must know delicious Lady that I am all the Children my Father had Lucr. Witty I protest Sir Cred. Nay Madam when I set on 't I can be witty Lean. Cruel Lucretia leave 'em and let us snatch this opportunity to talk of our own affairs Sir Cred. For you must know bright Lady though I was pleas'd to rally my self I have a pretty competent Estate of about 3000 l. a year and am to marry Madam Lucretia La. Fan. You 're a happy man Sir Sir Cred. Not so happy neither inestimable Lady for I lost the finest Mare yesterday but let that pass were you never in Devonshire Madam La. Fan. Never Sir Sir Cred. Introth and that 's pitty sweet Lady for if you lov'd Hawking Drinking and Whoring oh Lord I mean Hunting i'faith there be good fellows wou'd keep you company Madam Sir Pat. This is a Plot upon me a meer Plot. My Lady Fancy be tender of my reputation Foppery's catching and I had as lieve be a Cuckold as Husband to a vain Woman Sir Cred. Zoz and that may be as you say Noble Sir Lady pray what Gentleman 's this Noble Sir I am your most humble servant Sir Pat. Oh cry you mercy Sir walks away Sir Cred. No offence dear Sir I protest ' slife I believe 't is the Master of the house he look't with such authority why who cares let him look as big as the four Winds East West North and South I care not this therefore I Beg your Pardon Noble Sir Sir Pat. Pray spare your Hat and Legs Sir till you come to Court they are thrown away i' th' City Sir Cred. O Lord dear Sir 't is all one for that I value not a Leg nor an Arm amongst Friends I am a Devonshire Knight Sir all the world knows a kind of Country Gentleman as they say and am come to Town to Marry my Lady Knowells Daughter Sir Pat. I 'm glad on 't Sir walks away he follows Sir Cred. She 's a deserving Lady Sir if I have any Judgment and I think I understand a Lady Sir in the right Honourable way of Matrimony Sir Pat. Well Sir that is to say you have been marryed before Sir and what 's all this to me good Sir Sir Cred. Marryed before incomparable Sir not so neither for there 's difference in men Sir Sir Pat. Right Sir for some are Wits and some are Fools Sir Cred. As I hope to breath 't was a saying of my Grandmothers who us'd to tell me Sir that bought Wit was best I have brought money to Town for a small purchase of that kind for Sir I wou'd fain set up for a Country Wit Pray Sir where live the Poets for I wou'd fain be acquainted with some of them Sir Pat. Sir I do not know nor do I care for Wits and Poets Oh this will kill me quite I 'l out of Town immediately Sir Cred. But Sir I mean your Fine railing Bully Wits that have Vineger Gall and Arsenick in 'em as well as Salt and Flame and Fire and the Devil and all Sir Pat. Oh defend me and what is all this to me Sir Sir Cred. Oh Sir they are the very Soul of Entertainment and Sir it is the prettiest sport to hear 'em rail and baule at one another Zoz wou'd I were a Poet. Sir Pat. I wish you were since you are so fond of being rail'd at if I were able to beat him I would be much angry but Patience is a Vertue and I will into the Country Aside Sir Cred. 'T is all one case to me dear Sir but I should have the pleasure of railing again cum privilegio I love sighting with those pointless Weapons Zoz Sir you know if we men of quality fall out for you are a Knight I take it why there comes a Challenge upon it and ten to one some body or other is run through the Gills why a pox on 't I say this is very damnable give me Poets Licence La. Fa. Take him off in pity To Leander Lod. Indeed Railing is a Coin only currant among the Poets Sir Credulous Sir Pat. Oh blest deliverance what a profane wretch is here and what a lewd world we live in oh London London how thou aboundest in Iniquity thy Young men are debaucht thy Virgins defloured and thy Matrons all turn'd Bawds my Lady Fancy this is not company for you I take it let us fly from this vexation of spirit on the never-failing wings of discretion Going to lead Lady Fancy off the Lady Knowell speaking to Isabella all this while La. Kn. How marry thee to such a Fop sayest thou oh egregious as thou lovest Lodwick let him not know his name it will be dangerous let me alone to evade it Isab. I know