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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A36965	The comical history of Don Quixote as it is acted at the Queens Theatre in Dorset-Garden, by Their Majesties servants / written by Mr. D'Urfey.; Don Quixote	D'Urfey, Thomas, 1653-1723.; Cervantes Saavedra, Miguel de, 1547-1616. Don Quixote.; Purcell, Henry, 1659-1695. Don Quixote.	1694 (1694)	Wing D2712; Wing D2713; Wing D2714; ESTC R22730	171,643	227

dear momentary Rapture long Urgand Nature restore and Life when spent renew All this by Art can great Urganda do Why then will Mortals dare To urge a Fate and Iustice so severe See there a Wretch in 's own Opinion Wise Laughs at our Charms and mocks our Mysteries Melissa I 've a little Spirit yonder Where the Clouds do part asunder Lies basking his Limbs In the warm Sun-Beams Shall his Soul from his Body plunder Urganda Speak shall it be so No That Fate 's too high I 'll give him one more low Melissa Let it be so c. Appear ye fat Fiends that in Limbo do groan That were when in Flesh the same Souls as his own You that always in Lucifer's Kitchen reside 'Mongst Sea Coal and Kettles and Grease newly try'd That pamper'd each day with a Garbidge of Souls Broil Rashers of Fools for a Breakfast on Coals These Mortals from hence to convey try your skill Thus Fates and our Magical Orders fulfill Chorus Appear ye fat Fiends that in Limbo do groan That were when in Flesh the same Souls as his own You that always in Lucifer's Kitchen reside ' Monst Sea-Coal and Kettles and Grease newly try'd That pamper'd each day with a Garbidge of Souls Broil Rashers of Fools for a Breakfast on Coals These Mortals from hence to convey try your skill Thus Fates and our Magical Order fulfill Then enter Furies bearing a great Cage into which they put Don Quixote Sancho struggles to get off the Inchantresses wave their Wands and then there is an Antick Dance of Spirits to fright Sancho who at last drive him into the Cage by Don Quixote Vincent You Mortals that have view'd our Magick Skill As you would 'scape our dreadful Charms be still Whilst we our secret Consultations make None but th' Inchanted must have leave to speak For Sancho's Fault you all had felt his Case Had you not been reliev'd by Merlin's Grace Magicians go aside and Consult Don Q. You must be Sawcy with a Pox t' ye and now see what comes on 't Had not Merlin been Gracious the Queen and all this Company had been Inchanted through your Insolence you see how narrowly they have ' scap'd Sancho I see ' sbud why don't you say I can see nothing I suppose I am in a Cage now coop'd up like a green Goose with your wise Worship But to say I see this were Madness unless I resolve to have my Bones broke Don Q. A Cage Oh blind Stupidity Now will I referr my self to any thing that 's Wise to know if thou dost not deserve to have thy Bones broke to call th' Inchanted Chariot here a Cage Sancho Oh! so then this is a Chariot is it Don Q. Yes Rascal what else can it be did not the great Merlin call it so Sancho Oh very good Nay nay I suppose it Shaking his head at Don Q. Don Q. 'T is something odd I confess The Knights of old that suffer'd on these occasions were carried through the Air in some strange Cloud or mounted on a flying Hippogryphis But perhaps the Method's chang'd Sancho 'T is chang'd to a very pretty Method truly If any one would see a Raree-Show let him come hither Here 's the Emperor and the Governour Cheek by Jole like two Paraguites hung up in a Hall Window Lord if we were in England now what a World of Fools Six-pences we should get for a sight of us A Groat to see the Emperor and Two-pence the Earl ' Oons we should put down all the Holiday Monsters clearly Don Q. Very well Dogbolt you are Witty agen are ye and I suppose know the Privilege of the place you are in Sancho The narrowness of the place I 'm in I suppose I do 't is in vain to be angry here Sir here 's no room for drubbing Don Q. No I forgive thee because I perceive the Inchantment works upon thee besides the Fable says That in the Toyl once the Wolf and the Sheep were Friends Then I know thou art nettled too about the delay of thy Preferment which troth as things stand I must needs say I cannot now prefix a time to Sanch. Why troth I as faithfully believe ye Don Q. What grieves me most is to see the trouble the Queen is in yonder But Madam I beseech ye don't despair these Accidents are common to Knights Errant but 't is only for a time for I shall soon be free agen to aid ye till when confirm your hopes in my past promise She thanks me with a Sign but the rest that by thy Fault are now deprived of Speech by their Actions Sancho seem to threaten thee Sancho Why let 'em threaten if they will help me out of my Inchanted Castle here I 'll give 'em leave to take their Revenge But a pox on my ill breeding and folly Old Father Merlin has found another way and there 's no more to be done but Patience and be wiser another time A scalded Cat fears cold Water If Wishes could bide then Beggers would Ride The worth of a thing is best known by its want and One Nightingale in a Bush sings better than two Iackdaws in a Cage And so Sir let 's behold our selves as one blind Fool said to t'other Don Q. Oh Plague why thou art in thy Kingdom I see now this is the rarest place to string thy Proverbs and thy Flim-flams in I must get Merlin to Inchant that Tongue of thine a little I find there will be no peace else Musick sounds again the Magicians return then a Dance of Furies which ended they take up the Cage and prepare to go out Vincent The Hour is come and all the Sons of Art in Council sit hast and set forward there Enter Hostess and Maritornes Hostess Why Dolt Madman Ass a Murrain take thee whither wilt thou let them carry thee thus like a Fool ' D'sheartlikins hast not Brains enough to see 't is only a Trick upon thee to make thee a mew mew Mews like a Cat when Vincent waves his Rod. Maritor And you Jolthead Governour don't you know a Proverb that says Bray a Fool in a Mortar and you 'll find all of him but his Brains Where the Devil are you riding like a whoo whoo whoo whoo Shrieks like an Owl Don Q. Alas sweet Ladies I pity ye I see you feel my Fate but cannot help me Till Merlin does ordain I shall be freed Valour 's in Bonds and Chivalry lies dead Sancho Earl Sancho is cag'd past all relief Not like a Governour but like a Thief They are carry'd off Don Fern. Ha ha ha ha rarely perform'd of all Hands Gramercy mine Host thou hast acted thy Part like any Comedian Vincent Ah to divert your Lordship and the good Company here I could do twice as much as this is Perez There was no way to get him home but this which has been excellently well-humour'd on all sides Lucind. The Princess Micomicona deserves a real Kingdom for the Wit she has