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A34315
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The old batchelour a comedy, as it is acted at the Theatre Royal, by Their Majesties servants / written by Mr. Congreve.
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Congreve, William, 1670-1729.
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1693
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Wing C5863; ESTC R1182
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What 's the matter What 's the matter Laet. Your back was no sooner turn'd but like a Lion he came open mouth'd upon me and would have ravished a kiss from me by main force Sir Ios. O Lord Oh terrible Ha ha ha Is your Wife mad Alderman Laet. Oh! I am sick with the fright won't you take him out of my sight Fond. Oh Traytor I 'm astonished Oh bloody-minded Traytor Sir Ios. Hey-day Traytor your self By the Lord Harry I was in most danger of being ravish'd if you go to that Fond. Oh how the blasphemous Wretch swears Out of my house thou Son of the Whore of Babylon Off-spring of Bell and the Dragon Bless us Ravish my Wife My Dinah Oh Schechemite Begone I say Sir Ios. Why the Devil 's in the People I think Exit Laet. Oh! Won't you follow and see him out of Doors my Dear Fond. I 'll shut this door to secure him from coming back Give me the Key of your Cabinet Cocky Ravish my Wife before my face I warrant he 's a Papist in his heart at least if not a French-man Laet. What can I do now Aside Oh! my Dear I have been in such a fright that I forgot to tell you poor Mr. Spin-text has asad Fit of the Cholick and is forced to lie down upon our bed You 'll disturb him I can tread softlier Fond. Alack poor Man No no you don't know the Papers I won't disturb him Give me the Key She gives him the Key goes to the Chamber-door and speaks aloud Laet. 'T is no body but Mr. Fondlewife Mr. Spin-text lie still on your Stomach lying on your Stomach will ease you of the Cholick Fond. Ay ay lie still lie still don 't let me disturb you Goes in Laet. Sure when he does not see his face he won't discover him Dear Fortune help me but this once and I 'll never run in thy debt again But this Opportunity is the Devil Fondle-wife returns with Papers Fond. Good lack Good lack I profess the poor Man is in great torment he lies as flat Dear you should heat a Trencher or a Napkin Where 's Deborah Let her clap a warm thing to his Stomach or chafe it with a warm-hand rather than fail What Book 's this Sees the Book that Bellmour forgot Laet. Mr. Spintext's Prayer-Book Dear Pray Heav'n it be a Prayer-Book Aside Fond. Good Man I warrant he dropp'd it on purpose that you might take it up and read some of the pious Ejaculations Taking up the Book O bless me O monstrous A Prayer-Book Ay this is the Devil's Pater-noster Hold letme see The Innocent Adultery Laet. Misfortune Now all 's ruin'd again Aside Bell. Peeping Damn'd Chance If I had gone a-Whoring with the Practice of Piety in my Pocket I had never been discover'd Fond. Adultery and innocent O Lord Here 's Doctrine Ay here 's Discipline Laet. Dear Husband I 'm amaz'd Sure it 's a good Book and only tends to the Speculation of Sin Fond. Speculation No no something went farther than Speculation when I was not to be let in Where is this Apocryphal Elder I 'll ferret him Laet. I 'm so distracted I can't think of a Lye Aside Fondle-wife halling out Bellmour Fond. Come out here thou Ananias incarnate Who how now Who have we here Laet. Ha! Shrieks as surpriz'd Fond. Oh thou salacious Woman Am I then brutified Ay I feel it here I sprout I bud I blossom I am ripe-horn-mad But who in the Devil's name are you Mercy on me for swearing But Laet. Oh Goodness keep us Who 's this Who are you What are you Bell. Soh Laet. In the Name of the Oh! Good my Dear don't come near it I 'm afraid 't is the Devil indeed it has hoofs Deare Fond. Indeed and I have Horns Deare The Devil no I 'm afraid 't is the Flesh thou Harlot Deare with the Pox. Come Syren speak confess who is this reverend brawny Pastor Laet. Indeed and indeed now my dear Nyken I never saw this wicked Man before Fondl. Oh it is a Man then it seems Laet. Rather sure it is a Wolf in the cloathing of a Sheep Fondl. Thou art a Devil in his proper Cloathing Womans-flesh What you know nothing of him but his Fleece here You don't love Mutton you Magdalen unconverted Bell. Well now I know my Cue That is very honourably to excuse her and very impudently accuse my self Aside Laet. Why then I wish I may never enter into the Heaven of your Embraces again my Dear if ever I saw his face before Fond. O Lord O strange I am in admiration of your impudence Look at him a little better he is more modest I warrant you than to deny it Come Were you two never face to face before Speak Bell. Since all Artisice is vain and I think my self obliged to speak the truth in justice to your Wife No. Fond. Humph. Laet. No indeed Dear Fond. Nay I find you are both in a Story that I must confess But what not to be cured of the Cholick Don't you know your Patient Mrs. Quack Oh lie upon your Stomach lying upon your Stomach will cure you of the Cholick Ah! I wish he has lain upon no-bodies stomach but his own Answer me that Jezabel Laet. Let the wicked Man answer for himself does he think that I have nothing to do but excuse him 't is enough if I can clear my own innocence to my own Deare Bell. By my troth and so ' t is I have been a little too backward that 's the truth on 't Aside Fond. Come Sir Who are you in the first place And what are you Bell. A Whore-master Fond. Very Concise Laet. O beastly impudent Creature Fondl. Well Sir And what came you hither for Bell. To lie with your Wife Fondl. Good again A very civil Person this and I believe speaks truth Laet. Oh insupportable Impudence Fondl. Well Sir Pray be cover'd and you have Heh You have finish'd the matter Heh And I am as I should be a sort of a civil Perquisite to a Whore-master called a Cuckold Heh Is it not so Come I 'm inclining to believe every word you say Bell. Why Faith I must confess so I design'd you But you were a little unlucky in coming so soon and hindred the making of your own Fortune Fond. Humph. Nay if you mince the matter once and go back of your word you are not the Person I took you for Come come go on boldly What don't be asham'd of your Profession Confess confess I shall love thee the better for 't I shall Ifeck What dost think I don't know how to behave my self in the Employment of a Cuckold and have been 3 Years Apprentice to Matrimony Come come plain-dealing is a Jewel Bell. Well since I see thou art a good honest Fellow I 'll confess the whole matter to thee Fond. Oh I am a very honest Fellow You never lay with an honester Man's Wise in your life Laet. How my heart akes All my
comfort lies in his impudence and Heaven be praised he has a considerable Portion Aside Bell. In short then I was informed of the opportunity of your absence by my Spy for Faith honest Isaac I have a long time designed thee this favour I knew Spin-text was to come by your direction But I laid a trap for him and procured his Habit in which I pais'd upon your Servants and was conducted hither I pretended a Fit of the Cholick to excuse my lying down upon your Bed hoping that when she heard of it her good Nature would bring her to administer Remedies for my Distemper You know what might have follow'd But like an uncivil Person you knock'd at the Door before your Wife was come to me Fond. Ha! This is Apocryphal I may chuse whether I will believe it or no. Bell. That you may Faith and I hope you wou'd believe a word on 't But I can't help telling the truth for my life Fond. How Would not you have me believe you say you Bell. No for then you must of consequence part with your Wife and there will be some hopes of having her upon the Publick then the encouragement of a separate maintenance Fond. No no for that matter when she and I part she 'll carry her separate-maintenance about her Laet. Ah cruel Dear how can you be so barbarous You 'll break my heart if you talk of parting Cries Fond. Ah dissembling Vermin Bell. How canst thou be so cruel Isaac Thou hast the Heart of a Mountain-Tyger By the faith of a sincere Sinner she 's innocent for me Go to him Madam fling your snowy Arms about his stubborn Neck bathe his relentless face in your salt trickling Tears So a few soft Words and a Kiss and the good Man melts See how kind Nature works and boils over in him She goes and hangs upon his neck and kisses him Bell kisses her hand behind Fondle-wife ' s back Laet. Indeed my Dear I was but just coming down stair when you knock'd at the door and the Maid told me Mr. Spin-text was ill of the Cholick upon our bed And won't you speak to me cruel Nykin Indeed I 'll die if you don 't Fond. Ah! No no I cannot speak my heart 's so full I have been a tender Husband a tender Yoke-fellow you know I have But thou hast been a faithless Dallilah and the Philistines have been upon thee Heh Art thou not vile and unclean Heh Speak Weeping Laet. No-h Sighing Fond. Oh that I could believe thee Laet. Oh my heart will break Seeming to faint Fond. Heh How No stay stay I will believe thee I will Pray bend her forward Sir Laet. Oh! Oh! Where is my â—â—ar Fond. Here here I do believe thee I won't believe my own Eyes Bell. For my part I am so charm'd with the Love of your Turtle to you that I 'll go and sollicite Matrimony with all my might and main Fond. Well well Sir as long as I believe'st 't is well enough No thanks to you Sir for her Vertue But I 'll show you the way out of my house if you please Come my Dear Nay I will believe thee I do Ifeck Bell. See the great Blessing of an easy Faith Opinion cannot err No Husband by his Wife can be deceiv'd See still is Vertuous if she 's so believ'd Exeunt ACT V. SCENE I. The Street Enter Bellmour in Fanatick Habit and Setter Bell. SEtter Well encounter'd Setter Joy of your Return Sir Have you made a good Voyage Or have you brought your own Lading back Bell. No I have brought nothing but Ballast back made a delicious Voyage Setter and might have rode at Anchor in the Port till this time but the Enemy surpriz'd us I wou'd unrig Setter I attend you Sir Heart-well and Lucy appear at Sylvia 's Door Bell. Ha! Is not that Heartwell at Sylvia's Door be gone quickly I 'll follow you I wou'd not be known Exit Setter Pox take 'em they stand just in my Way Heart I 'm impatient till it be done Lucy That may be without troubling your self to go again for your Brother's Chaplain Don't you see that stalking Form of Godliness Heart O Pox He 's a Fanatick Lucy An Executioner qualified to do your Business He has been lawfully ordain'd Heart I 'll pay him well if you 'll break the Matter to him Lucy I warrant you Do you go and prepare your Bride Ex. Heartw Bell. Humph Sits the Wind there What a lucky Rogue am I Oh what Sport will be here if I can persuade this Wench to Secresie Lucy Sir Reverend Sir Bell. Madam Discovers himself Lucy Now Goodness have Mercy upon me Mr. Bellmour Is it you Bell. Even What dost think Lucy Think That I shou'd not believe my Eyes and that you are not what you seem to be Bell. True But to convince thee who I am thou know'st my old Token Kisses her Lucy Nay Mr. Bellmour O Lard I believe you are a Parson in good earnest you kiss so devoutly Bell. Well Your Business with me Lucy Lucy I had none but through Mistake Bell. Which Mistake you must go thorough with Lucy Come I know the Intrigue between Heartwell and your Mistress and you mistook me for Tribulation Spin-text to marry ' em Ha Are not Matters in this posture Confess Come I 'll be faithful I will I-faith What Diffide in me Lucy Lucy Alas-a-day You and Mr. Vain-love between you have ruin'd my poor Mistress You have made a Gap in her Reputation And can you blame her if she stop it up with a Husband Bell. Well It is as I say Lucy Well It is then But you 'll be secret Bell. Phuh Secret ay And to be out of thy Debt I 'll trust thee with another Secret Your Mistress must not marry Heartwell Lucy Lucy How O Lord Bell. Nay don't be in Passion Lucy I 'll provide a fitter Husband for her Come Here 's Earnest of my good Intentions for thee too Let this mollisie Gives her Money Look you Heartwell is my Friend and tho' he be blind I must not see him fall into the Snare and unwittingly marry a Whore Lucy Whore I 'd have you know my Mistress scorns Bell. Nay nay Look you Lucy there are Whores of as good Quality But to the purpose if you will give me Leave to acquaint you with it Do you carry on the Mistake of me I 'll marry ' em Nay don't pause If you do I 'll spoil all I have some private Reasons for what I do which I 'll tell you within In the mean time I promise and rely upon me to help your Mistress to a Husband Nay and thee too Lucy Here 's my Hand I will with a fresh Assurance Gives her more Money Lucy Ah the Devil is not so cunning You know my easie Nature Well For once I 'll venture to serve you but if you do deceive me the Curse of all kind tender-hearted Women light upon you Bell. That 's as much as