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A51771
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The lost lover, or, The jealous husband a comedy, as it is acted at the Theatre Royal by His Majesty's servants / written by Mrs. Manley.
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Manley, Mrs. (Mary de la Rivière), 1663-1724.
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1696
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Wing M435; ESTC R7067
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my Chariot I 'le give her the Ceremony of the Glass as we meet pass on and make no uneasie reflections of the heavy load intail'd upon Mortal life Wild. Besides my Widow will set all uneasiness aside and repair the breach you have made in your Estate Sir Am. The Campaign the Campaign Charles let me be nothing if I did not loose Baggage to the value of 1500 l. all my Dressing Plate Wardrobe and Military Accoutrements and was glad to secure my self at Breda with only the days Provision upon my Back thou art my Friend to whom I may own such a Misfortune let me expire if ever I was in such a Consternation since I was born into the World Wild. 'T is now Eight a Clock do you know my Lady Young-Loves here in the Square any body will tell you the House I 'll meet you there at Nine Sir Am. Adieu I 'll walk over the Park to my Lodgings write an Excuse to an Expecting Lady who does my Company the Honour to sigh for it and then I 'll be certain to wait upon you Exeunt severally ACT III. SCENE I. Enter Knowlittle and his Man Timothy Know WHy truly Tim. we have had but a sorry Day on 't Tim. Indifferent Master besides those that came to inquire after Stolen Goods the Party that wou'd know the Cause why she did not conceive paid us notably Know Look out some body knocks Tim. Tim. O Gemini Master 'T is Mr. Smyrna the Turky Merchant and Madam Olivia his Wife I am very well acquainted with her Maid Mrs. Phaebe Know Peace we must not pretend to know them till the Stars have been consulted I 'll to my Study mind your hits Tim. and get what intelligence you can Exit Enter Smyrna Olivia and Tim. Smyrn Where 's your Master Friend I hope 't is not too late to speak with him Tim. In his Study Sir I 'll go and acquaint him with your being here He does not use to appear after Sun Exit Tim. Oliv. Lord Husband you are the strangest Man in the World what will People think of you Smyrn What Mistress you 'r afraid the Devil should speak Truth and discover your Abominations Oliv. The Devil 's the Father of Lyars how shou'd he speak Truth Smy You are the Mother of Lyars and that Cuckold maker Wild-man one of your vile Disciples Oliv. Because you heard he courted me before I was Married you think I must needs be naught with him Smy No no very Good in your sense I warrant Naught why thou art not a Citizen's Wife for nothing thou hast more grace I trust in the Lord than not to think Cuckolding thy Husband a good honest practicable Thing those are naught who do it so awkardly that the World is acquainted with it nay their very Husbands who are always the last in knowing the Favours that are done them Oliv. But sure you don't believe that an ignorant block-head of a Fortune-teller should speak any thing like Truth Smyr I 'll tell you what I believe though Mistriss in my case of Enquiry your Ladiship can exceed all the Cunning men in England and read our Fortunes to a Tittle but the Devil 's in 't you won't make me as wise as your self but put me here upon unlawful means the Sin will lye at your door Wife you 'd as good confess and save charges into the Bargain Oliv. If I should I 'm sure you wou'd not believe me Smyr The Devil take me then Come be quick before Master Astrologer comes Oliv. Lord Husband what do you take me for Why if it were so do you think I 'd be such a Fool to confess Smyr No Thou' rt wiser o' my Conscience but be sure you are as trusty to other Folks you Women have she Friends that you discover your failings to and that way the Secret comes about 't is for your Interest as well as mine to keep the matter private if 't were but for the sake of preserving your Lovers they are squeamish amongst such a glut of Womens Flesh and are disgusted by that which has been blown upon but see the Devil appears to decide our Controversie The Scene Opens and discovers Knowlittle behind a long Table Books Globes Compasses Pen Ink Paper c. Know Is your business with me Friend Smyr Yes Mr. Knowlittle I 've a doubtful Question to be resolved therefore there 's something by way of Encouragement only whether my Wife do me Justice you understand me Friend I 'm plaguily afraid of being a Cuckold an ignorant Cuckold Sir for that 's all Pray consult the Stars that I may come to the knowledge of my good Fortune Know We 'll erect a Scheme or as the Vulgar term it cast a Figure and give you the Opinion of the Stars thereupon Smyr He 's Conjuring we shall immediately see the Devil in the Circle Oliv. Are you so silly to believe it he seems to be a sorry ignorant Knave that has more Will than Power to do Evil. Smyr They say a Woman can out-wit the Devil and I believe out-Face him too Well Mr Knowlittle have you done What do the Stars say am I represented with Horns like Capricorn with a certain Tall-young Gentleman in my Figure who does my Wife the Honour to Love her better than she can her Husband Know Your Wife Sir looks like a good Virtuous Lady and your Figure speaks you to be a mighty dissatisfy'd Person a little troubled in your Brain with Jealousie but either my Skill deceives me or you have no occasion for it Smyr How say you Master Knowlittle do you like my Wife too does the Stars denote me for further Cuckoldom what encouragement do they give you to take her part for she 's so bad not one Devil in Hell dares do it without a Bribe Know Is that one question all you wou'd have resolved Smyr Ay Friend and I see 't is more than thou canst do thou art going to convince me of the Vanity and Folly of all those who have helped thee to deceive themselves Know How Sir do you undervalue my Profession Smyr O no Sir Your Profession is a very Learned Profession but I much doubt the Skill of the Professor Know Were it not for this Virtuous Good Lady I cou'd show you a Proof of my Art wou'd make you tremble yet verily it may be a means to acquit her how say you Sir if you dare stand it I 'll raise a Familiar to convince you and protect your Wife near me Smyr Wou'd you frighten me into an Opinion of your Art you that can't tell a Man whether or no he 's a Cuckold I have no Faith in you and therefore dare stand the Worst Knowlittle takes Olivia behind the Table and whispers her turns over his Books uses postures of Conjuration stamps with his Foot then Tim arises dress'd like a Fury with a Wand in his Hand strikes Smyrna thrice over the Head with it Oliva shreeks Smyrana trembles looks affrighted and sinks