it still to that dear use Take first this little Tribute of my conquer'd heart I may in time increase it were it Crowns here they shou'd all be offer'd Cor. And thus I 'd spurn away Base servile Villain who livest by Noise and Riot spunging upon the drops that fall from Gentlemen canst thou believe that after Wellman's love I cou'd receive a Raskal to my Arms Trick If I were there you 'd finde but little difference and possibly the next they entertain may fail to pay this price I offer ye This Raskal and that beautious haughtie thing bating the Sex differ but very little I live by Brauls by rapine and by Spoils in Fears Vexations Dangers so do you I eat when I can get a fool to treat me and you can do no more Pox of your pride methinks we two might understand each other you 've no Gallant to take your Quarrels up you raign'd when time was and I 'll do so now for you have known my love shall finde my power tho yet I nere durst tell you so Cor. Nor shall not yet for tho that Lover's gone who but to look on wou'd have made thee tremble I 've Beautie still that may command another Beautie whose very glance shou'd make thee bow Gods and has it lost its awe Trick It has and I 'm resolv'd upon a Conquest Cor. Death Sirra stand off and view my fatal hand it carries death to the bold Ravisher that dares approach unreverendly A Whore what tho to her that bears it 'tis a shame an infamie that cannot be supported to all the world besides it bears a mightie sound petition'd su'd to worshipp'd as a God presented flatter'd follow'd sacrific'd to Monarch of Monarchs Tyrant of the world what does that charming word not signifie And darest thou raise thy hated eyes so high to gaze on such a Constellation No be gone with all thy base-got worthless Trisles quickly pack up and hence or I will kill thee Goes out Dun. So Sir you had better have lookt no higher than Mrs. Mary Dunwell who can down with you when money 's low but when once a little in Pocket you are for high feeding forsooth Go get you gone I may chance take pitie on you when her passion 's over and do you some service Trick No by Heaven I 'll try my chance this very minute throw my last Cast for the great Stake is set and will enjoy her now Goes in and knocks Dun. Hah here 's somebodie I hope will interrupt you Opens the door Enter Wellman disguised What wou'd you Sir wou'd you have ought with me A proper handsome fellow but ill drest Aside Well Madam I am a Gentleman grown poor decay'd by fortune and wou'd gladly serve I can obey cou'd you direct me where Dun. This fellow wou'd serve my turn most admirably but if I cou'd you wou'd grow proud with feeding well and clean Linnen Well I am not bred so ill but I can tell how to be grateful to you Dun. Introth he apprehends most discreetly but you 're too big to wear a Liverie Well Not at all 't is the fashion now for Ladies to keep tall men in Liveries your Page is out of fashion and your stripling Footman Cor. within Help help undone Oh help Well Hah what noise is that Draws and runs in Dun. Heavens the Rogue sure was ravishing her Enter Wellman dragging in Trickwell Corina follows disordered Well Damn'd sawcie Villain what was thy pretence Trick What 's that to thee bold interrupting Slave sent by the Devil to hinder my delight Well Dog Going to kill him Cor. Hold do not kill the Raskal 't is enough you 've sav'd me from his mischiefs pray let him go Well 'T is pitie but I will obey Take that and that that ye Mungrel Cur Dogs shou'd be us'd so Kicks him out Death what a very wretched thing 's a Whore that every Raskal dares approach with Love Aside Cor. Who are ye pray to whom I 'm so oblig'd Well One that wou'd gladly serve in any qualitie Cor. I 'll do thee good take that Gives him money I will prefer thee to some man of Qualitie Mean time make this your home Well I wonder whether Friendly has been here Aside Dun. Madam one knocks shall any have admittance Cor. Onely false Wellman's Friend You may retire and wait my farther pleasure Exit Dun. Well I 'll over-hear ye too Exit Well Enter Dunwell and Friendly Friend Now my dear Mistriss Soul of my desires I come with all the Spoils of conquering Love to lay 'em at thy feet My Stop is dead the Stop of all my ravishing Happiness and here 's the witness of my Victorie Kneeling presents her the Ring Cor. Dead Wellman dead Oh thou inhumane friend that borest that title onely to betray him Dead and by thee Heaven can you let him live Support me or I fall to earth with this sad killing news Seems to faint Friend Heavens Madam what d' ye mean or shall I vow to you he is not dead Cor. Hah not dead Friend What wou'd you have me do When I confirm him dead you grow inrag'd and when I say he lives you kill with frowns Cor. Traytor and hast thou then deceiv'd my hopes and is not Wellman dead Hell what is man how didst thou swear how didst thou prostrate lie and beg'd to give me any proof of thy false Passion I ask'd thee this and is it thus you give it Oh for a quick revenging Power to kill thee Friend Calm that dear angrie face and tell my Love which way it best shall please Cor. Is 't in thy choice perjur'd forsworn and false to tell me either Damn thy double Tongue and all this Beautie that mis-led thy truth if thou hadst ever any in thy soul Friend Then since it is my destinie to offend which way soere I take I 'll follow truth and tell you Madam all your strict Commands I did obey and Wellman is no more Cor. No more why what hadst thou to do with my Commands Oh thou hast kill'd all that my soul cou'd love Tho I commanded yet he was thy friend and that in generositie shou'd have sav'd him Go from my eyes far from my thoughts remain Friend Is this then the reward of all my Love What have I done but been obedient Had I priz'd my Friendship above that Love wou'd you have took it well Yes I will be gone and to the judging world Prove who 's the greater Criminal you or I I kill'd a Friend you make a Lover die Cor. I must not let him go till I 'm reveng'd Stay I relent Oh stay and give my heart a little time to take leave of its old acquaintance ere it'go to make a new and unknown choice agen Alas I lov'd this Wellman lov'd him dearly more than my life Weeps Friend Why did you kill him then Cor. Why in my own defence he gave the first I fear the mortal wound Friend Then think it just
knowledge instruct my heart to break Aside Goes out Friendly musing alone enter peeping Wellman Well Tho I do not care for this woman now yet some dregs of the old haunt of Jealousie remain about me still and I must see what use my friend and quondam Mistriss makes of this kinde opportunitie Hah alone and musing Listens Friend 'T was not well done indeed to tell her but Love was raging in me and I believ'd I shou'd insinuate with that secret Well By Heaven he 's caught Eternal Laughter seize me Friend 'T was Love the very first effects of Love were treacherous and ill Heaven guard me from the rest Yet I must on Let Winter'd Age dully pretend to prove That Love is Lust I know no life but Love Well Is it so Sweet-heart how is 't what is the worst sight the world can produce a common woman now Friend Hah will you go home Sir 't is high bed-time Well With all my heart Sir onely do not chide me I must confess Friend A wanton Lover you have been Shaming Well When Love was raging in me Shaming agen Friend Oh leave your rallying will you be gone Well Let Winter'd Age dully pretend to prove That Love is Lust I know no life but Love Go thy ways for an Apostate I believe my last Garment must be let out in the seams for you Is 't not so But come I must go serinade Marinda but take this certain rule along with thee Of all the Fools that Ignorance ere nurst He that ' gainst Nature wou'd be wise is worst Exeunt ACT the Second SCENE the Second A Street Enter Wellman and Friendly with Footmen with Lights and men with Musick as under Marinda's Window Well WEll Gentlemen here 's the Window of my dear Marinda 't is here my friends resides that lovely Maid whose beautie chaces away those lesser fires that did infest my heart Come gently touch your strings and call her forth to bless me ere I go to rest I 'm not half sanctifi'd without a sight They play a little then a Song Enter Marinda above in Night-dress and Diana Mar. Who 's there my dear lov'd Wellman This was kinde Well My generous Marinda when did I ere approach thee but with kindness the fondest tenderest part of kindness too and when I cease to do so Heaven neglect me Mar. And me when I but fear the contrary Wou'd I cou'd let thee in but oh I dare not my Father nicely careful tho thou' rt mine mine by a solemn Contract yet forbids me to entertain thee with that freedom yet Well But my Marinda 't is a heavenly night such as was made for Lovers still and calm and I have such soft things to whisper to thee as pains me to conceal I long to touch thy hand to catch thy sighs and lean my head upon thy rising bosome A freedom now methinks you might allow me 't is very hard Mar. 'T is so but yet a little suffering and we may meet with lawful freedom till when continue to be true and kinde Well By Heaven by all the Stars that shine above and by thy brighter Eyes I will be ever true Mar. I must give faith to what you say and prithee since easie Maid I do believe so soon in pitie do not cheat me Here wear this little Ring a dying Brother gave it and bad me never part with it but to him that Love had made my Husband Wear it thou for thou' rt my Souls best choice Takes it in his hand and kisses it Well Which when I part from Hope the best comfort of my life forsake me Dian. Heavens what a long tedious Tale of Faith and Troth 's here Cou'd I once see the man I lik'd I 'd have done a thousand fine and more material things by this time Well Madam here is a Man whom if you cou'd but pity Dian. What my grave Lover Mr. Friendly who hates a Wencher no by my Troth I 'm for no such dull Ingredience in a Lover I love a man that knows the way to a womans bed without instructions Besides what shou'd we two do together get Fools no I hate ' em Well You may be mistaken in your man Dian. I wish I were Let him but bring it under the hand of any woman who has been kinde to him and I 'll believe him fit to be belov'd by me till then I am obdurate Friend Well Madam I 'll endeavour to obey you Dian. Let it be quickly then I hate delays you know I 'm stor'd with Lovers Sir John Empty will be before-hand with you else you know he 's a spruce Spark and cannot long lay siege before a heart but he will force an entrance he 's of my humour too gay loves Fiddles Wine and Women a fool and rich oh heavenly Quality Be wise Sir and consider 'em and learn to whore betimes you know not what you may come to Farewel the day begins to break and the old man will wake Good morrow modest Mr. Friendly Exeunt from the window Well Good morrow mad-cap Come shall 's go to bed Friend No I cannot sleep I 'll walk a little Well And meditate Farewel Sir I 'm for rest Exeunt all but Friendly Friend This woman yesterday was charming to me and now all that she said seem'd dull and tedious What a strange change is here The light comes on heark how the free-born Birds chant forth their untaught Passions and in those pretty Notes express their love They have no Bawds no mercenary Beds no politick Restraints no artful Heats no faint Dissemblings Custom makes them not blush nor Sham afflicts their name Oh happy Birds in whom an inborn heat is held no sin how vastly you transcend poor wretched man whom national custom tyrannous respect of slavish order fetters calling that sin in us which in all else is Nature's highest Vertue But a Whore now shame forsake me whither am I fallen one that my friend has had to live to be a shameful talk to men Wellman returns Well I have a mind to know whether Friendly goes to Corina when I am absent 't is with some regret I think he shou'd but present it so pleases me to see his modesty in love I 'm ready to resigne her He 's here still Good morrow Friend I cannot leave thee thus dissatisfi'd what art thou studying on Friend Love but it likes me not Well Why Friend She is not honest Well What then shou'd we hate all that are so some men wou'd hate their Mothers and their Sisters a sin against kind Friend Is it a wise man's part to be in love Well Let wise men alone 't will beseem thee and me well enough Friend And shall I not commit a sin against friendship Well What to love where I do By Heaven I resigne her freely to thee the creature and I must grow strangers and by this time she has heard of my designe to marry and swears and rails and cries and curses me Come
say go preach to the Rabble Sir I 'm not at leisure Trick Ah! what is sinful man speak to him Sir to think upon his Soul his precious Soul ah his too precious Soul Friend Perhaps I 'm not of your perswasion Sir Trick Hah Heaven forbid I hope you 'r not a Papist Sir Friend If I am Sir what then Trick What then whe then Sir guilty or not guilty you deserve to dye and I 'll prove it and stand to 't Friend Prethee leave us we are serious Trick Leave yee yes faith ' tis-time you are not worth a Groat Friend But is there Sir no hopes of a Reprieve Sir Ly. I 'll warrant you Sir I 've Interest enough for that Friend Upon my Honour Sir Wellman is but mislodg'd and l 've already satisfied yee how I came to say what I did of his Death to that fair false one sure some Lethargy has seiz'd him that he appears not or else he 's mad it cannot be unkindness and it wou'd grieve you Sir to see me dye and after find me innocent Sir Ly. By th' Mass and so it wou'd Sir therefore I 'll to Court about your Reprieve immediately nor need you doubt my Diligence or Success but why thou beauteous Hypocrite didst thou betray him thus to Corina who stands sullenly by Cor. I will not answer thee I own my guilt and am asham'd and angry at my Destiny Were Wellman dead I could endure the rest but would not live to see him live another's Sir Ly. Well Sir fare ye well till anon go's out Friend Oh! how I hate what once I so ador'd He that 's born well and Nobly Educated Blest with an honest Fame and worthy Friend And wou'd with desperate over-sight love all And land himself upon this fatal shore Let him ne're kill or steal but love a Whore Enter Wellman Marinda Sir Iohn Ample and Shatter Diana hah what do I see Now everlasting Darkness cover me From that dear injur'd killing sight Diana Dian. Nay do not hide your Face or turn away I 'm wondrous glad to know where a Maid may find ye when she has need of you and tho' these Chains are something easier than those of Matrimony yet like a malicious Woman I am for proposing a change faith what d' ye think on 't dare ye venture methinks 't were no ungrateful Leap from the Gallows into a fair young Ladies Arms wou'd you not rather cry Drive away Carman Fri. Oh! do not mock my miseries Diana Dia. By this hand not I You may remember I swore never to marry till the man I lik'd cou'd give me proofs he was a man you bow'd and blush'd and talk'd of Maidenheads and modestly protested your Virginity oh filthy in a man a man of sense too but you 'r improv'd I hear grown wise of late and given me proofs you are no Block-head and I to keep my word am come to challenge you and to put you out of all these hanging apprehensions know Wellman's alive Wellman discovers himself they embrace Sir Joh. How Wellman alive Friend My dear unkind have you dealt well with me Well I was resolv'd I wou'd be quits with you for getting my Mistress from me which by the way I beg you wou'd forgive I 've a Design to marry her to Empty Fri. She is a Woman and I scorn to injure her And can you Madam except this Criminal in Chains Dia. The sooner for that reason with my Father's leave I have a good hank upon you when you 're insolent to upbraid ye with the place from whence I had ye Mar. He cannot but commend your Passion for him Fri. I am asham'd to be so much oblig'd Mar. Nay leave the shame to her Dian. Shame I laugh at it and wou'd have believ'd none to have marry'd Friendly under the Gallows therefore take my hand and bind the bargain Fri. Thou art a Noble Creature and I am thine forever Well By Heaven Corina it was not want of Love my Fortune did depend upon my Marriage but when I saw the Woman destin'd for me I must confess I felt new flames possess me without extinguishing the old and I resolv'd to love her virtuously and hold an honest Friendship still with thee to raise thee up above the Worlds contempt the fickle favours of unconstant man and love thee as my Siste Cor. What pow'rful Charms dwell in thy tender language thou melt'st my rage with every softening look and lead'st me a tame Captive to thy will I am still all thine dispose me as thou pleasest Well This Knight Corina then resolve to marry I 'll make thy Fortune equal to his Quality the man is honest young and Master of himself He thinks thou art my Sister nor will I ever undeceive him Cor. Well since I must lose you and am by your Commands obliged to Life no matter how forlorn and wretched 't is Dun. By my troth Sir you have left her like a man of Honour Well Sir Iohn you are my Friend and this my onely Sister for whom I know you have a Passion and since Mrs. Diana is dispos'd of I am resolv'd you shall not be disappointed of a Lady Take her and trust my Friendship for her Fortune 't will not be inconsiderable Sir Joh. Fortune Sir I scorn she shou'd owe her Ladiship to any Fortune but what my single Honour can give therefore Madam I am your Knight your Champion your most humble Husband and obedient Servant Iohn Empty Baronet but good Brother let us make haste out of this scandalous place it puts me so damnably in mind of mortality it will spoil my Wedding-night Well Ay Sir as soon as Friendly's discharg'd Marin You must give me leave to call This while Trickwell is seeming exhorting the Prisoners and picking their pockets Sir John and Wellm. looking at Trick the Pris'ners your Sister too for I must love and serve all that love Wellman Cor. Madam the Generous Pattern that you have set me I shall be proud to follow Well Hah Sure that Wench I know 't is she whe how how now Nan what brought thee hither Nan. 'Fore Gad e'en my kind heart Mr. Wellman Love villanous Love Sir Ioh. Hah Love whe what a pox is that become a hanging matter in our Age Nan. If 't were your Neck 's in no great danger Sir Ioh. Good Lord what I warrant you think I was never in love then yes faith have I and have felt your Flames and Fires and Inclinations and Wamblings as often as any He that wears a head Nan. Then you are the first Fool I ever knew inspir'd Well spare him Nan he 's my Brother but prethee say how came Love to bring thee to this fatal end Nan. Fatal 't is my Glory and egad my Statue and History ought to be added to the Gallery of Heroick Women why you have hear'd I suppose that my Husband was condemn'd last Sessions Mr Shamock Well What the famous Padder is he thy Husband Nan. Yes
and think of him no more but of the dear reward you are to give for all my service Come will you not Cor. I will but you 'll receive it decently and not with hands distain'd i'th'blood of him that lately was so dear to me Friend Still on that subject do not put me off I 've left the business of my life undone and had not power to go about my Pardon so hastie for the dear reward I was and is it thus you treat me Cor. You 'll finde me all you wish give me an hours time to compose my self and all this upon my brow is but a modest decencie one hour of joy will chase it all away Friend Do not you dally with me Cor. No by Heaven when you return I 'll give ye your reward and what you most deserve a Halter 't is Aside false and perfidious wretch Friend Here keep this Ring and think each minutes absence is a long year in love Farewel Exit Cor. Farewel vain credulous treacherous fool farewel Mischief inspire me now with all your Arts methinks the sight of this instructs my Soul in a most noble piece of Villanie I will to fair Marinda with this Ring and frame a storie of so cunning mischief shall stab her through the ear into the heart By Heaven 't is greatly brave and I 'll begin it Then when this false believer does return I 'll be prepar'd for him What Hoe who waits Enter Dunwell and Wellman Well Now what a Devil is this woman grown Aside Cor. My Hoods and Fan and call a Coach immediately Exit Dun. and you Sir I must beg to wait on me Well Where ever you command This was happie Ex. all SCENE changes to Sir Lyonell's house Enter Sir Lyonell Marinda Diana and Maid and Sir John Mar. Nay good Sir be not angrie that I sent I was afraid some harm wou'd come of it and so I fear there is Sir Ly. And did no one hear of him Mar. None pray Heaven he be well my heart misgives me Sir Ly. Well if he be lost there 's a brave fellow gone and in a time the King had need of Souldiers there 's idle Husbands enough for you Baggages Dian. I have a little kind of a scurvie pain too which I do not use to feel about my heart for Friendly but none shall see it in my troubled looks not that I care who knew the loving secret but I 'll not be laught at Sir Ly. Leave your whimpering do Wou'd thou hadst a heart like thy Sister here When wou'd she cry for a man thus Dian. Faith Sir when I have as much need of a man as she that is when I want one I cannot dissemble Sir John Look ye Sir she has need enough and thanks to fortune she 's provided for with your good liking noble Sir Lyonell Sir Ly. Come Sir let 's have one Marriage well over before we think of another Wou'd we cou'd hear of these Sparks too 't is almost midnight they might have staid till day-light and have kill'd one another like Christians decently not by dark as Cats and Dogs worrie each other I know not what to think on 't Enter a Boy Boy Here 's a Ladie in a Coach below desires to speak with you Sir Ly. A Ladie at this hour she shall be welcome old as I am I 'll not deny a Ladie Exit Boy Enter Corina and Wellman disguised Sir Ly. I hope your business is with me fair Ladie Dian. ' Twou'd be but ill dispatch'd then Cor. I know not Sir first let me crave your name or are you Father to the fair Marinda Sir Ly. I am fair Mistriss for want of a better By the Mass she 's very handsome aside This is the Maid you name Cor. My time 's but short and what I have to say I must dispatch Madam you had a Lover once Young Wellman Mar. Had good Heavens I hope and have Cor. No Friendly has basely kill'd him Mar. Oh wretched lost Marinda Swoons Sir Ly. Look to my Daughter Cor. Madam look up this great concern he merits not 't was pitie brought me here to undeceive ye his Vows and Soul were mine intirely mine Mar. Why didst thou call me back to life again or say in pitie that you undeceiv'd me If you knew Wellman false why did you stay me You shou'd have let me di'd 't had been more charitable but if as you affirm he lov'd you best which I believe from that fair form of yours whilst I remain I needs must love you too Dian. This must be malice sure Cor. Madam do ye know this Ring he gave it me and told me such things of your tiresome Passion as gave us cause of laughter all the evening Mar. I cannot blame him that he lov'd me not when so much Beautie as appears in you gave him permission to adore it but methinks 't was ungentile to make a sport of me he shou'd have pitied follies he created he lov'd me first alas I sought him not weeps Help me Diana for I feeble grow To morrow shou'd have been my Wedding-day now I invite you to my Funeral bring Flowers and strow the way to my cold Grave and lay me down in peace Sir Ly. Lead her in and be careful of her but Madam Talks aside Well I cannot hold I must reveal my self going stops Yet stay Heavens shall I suffer her to die so good so gentle and so sweet a Mistriss Were there but three such women in the world two might be sav'd Yes I 'll have patience yet to see the utmost that this Devil aims at Sir Ly. Confest it said ye Madam and to you on what Acquaintance pray Cor. He was in love with me and seeing no hope of gaining me whilst Wellman was alive he pick'd a Quarrel with him and dispatch'd him and vaunted of the Villanie to me Please you to go where I 'll direct you Sir he shall confess the Murder Sir Ly. Madam I 'll go and you Sir John must bear me companie Sir John With all my heart Sir Sir Ly. Madam your hand Roger go you to Mr. Constable bid him be readie if I have occasion and careful who passes the streets to night Exeunt all SCENE the Street Enter Dashit and Sam. Dash Sayst thou Sam at one Mrs. Dunwell's house whe she 's a Bawd Sam. Yes Sir or my intelligence is false There lies a Ladie Sir with whom he 's desperately in love and having no purchase-money 't is thought hires the Bawd at the price of 's own bodie to get the young Ladie Sir They call her Corina Dash Lord Lord what will this wicked world come to And there thou sayest I may be sure to finde this villanous Trickwell Sam. He never lies from thence all day Sir as I am inform'd 't is now about his hour of departure and this way he must come Dash Get ye home Sam I 'll ene take Mr. Constable and a Watchman or two and fall to searching Get ye
that was here Madam and gave an account how Wellman was kill'd Dia. Heav'ns his Sister Mean you Wellman's Sister Sir to Sir John Sir Joh. How Wellman's Sister aside Well Wellman's Sister Madam Dian. Can you do less for an abandon'd Mistris than tell a handsom lye to get her a good Husband Say 't is so or I 'll make mischief aside Well The Gentleman knows 't is so I told him she was of Quality Dia. A very virtuous Maid Heav'ns that I had but a Brother that wou'd marry her and take her part in defiance of the World Nay Sister we must in Honour visit her poor Innocence Sir Joh. Hah Wellman's Sister Whe look ye Madam tho' you have not a Brother I wou'd have you to know you have a Lover that will do as much to serve you as any Lover in Christendom and as for marrying her for your sake Madam and to do the Lady good I 'de venture as far as Hercules de ye see or Alexander the Great that I wou'd Dia. Most Heroically spoken the Contents do almost break my heart yet Sir to let you see I scorn to be out-done in Bravery I 'le give you leave to marry her and I think that 's a bold word Sir Joh. Egad and so ' t is Mar. Nay if you are so resolv'd and keep that Resolution 't will not be hard to bring the Lady off so many Friends joyning to her party Dia. For my part I 'll dye to serve her Sir Joh. And so will I in blood now I 'm set on 't Dia. Come then without Delay let 's visit her Mar. Where At New-gate Sister Dia. At New-gate Oh let not that Word fright you because so many have gone to the Gallows from thence martyr'd Innocence does often dye where Thieves and Robbers do a Gallows may be sanctify'd why not a Prison Come Sir John your hand Mar. And Sir I must beg yours To Wellman Exeunt Great-gate SCENE changes to the Front of New-gate at the Grate two or three Prisoners one a beging a Box hangs out To them Shamock Begs in a low Voice and crys the while 1 Pris Pray remember the poor Prisoners the poor Prisoners pray remember the poor Prisoners ho ho ho Sham. Dam ye for a Son of a Whore how sneakingly do you beg Remember the Poor ye meeching Bitch is that a Voice to dive to the Bottom of a Usurers Pocket and fetch out Money in despight of his harden'd heart Remember the Poor Pox of your snivelling stand by ye Dog and let me come to the Grate 1 Pris Alas Mr. Shamock me thinks we should have little Stomach to beg I hear our Reprieves are out of Doors and they talk of a Warrant for Execution so that we may be hang'd to Morrow Sham. Why you whining Cur be hang'd to Morrow whe then we have the more need to beg hard to day that we may drink at parting Sirrah beg me heartily and with a good impudent Grace I 'll beat out your Brains with your own Fetters 1 Pris Oh! hold hold spare my Life good Mr. Shamock Sham. So I see thou bear'st a Conscience and wo't not cheat the Gallows of it's due 1 Pris Oh no Sir I have too much Repentance to wish to dye so wickedly as I have liv'd I wou'd go out of the World like a good Christian however Crying Sham. Was there ever such a chicken-hearted Son of a Whore thou wert ever a lazy Rascal and I remember when we were getting a painful Living on the Kings High-way wou'dst sleep the while yet wake to share the snack and to be drunk for Joy of the Prize Stand away and observe me now with what a laudable Voice I 'll move Compassion Pulls off his Periwig turns his Cravate behind thrusts out his Head and begs in a canting Tone Christians pitty the poor Prisoners of this loathsome and dismal Dungeon and 't will be restored unto you in tenfold drop your Bounty into this little Box the only Support Relief and Comfort of twenty wretched Souls Enter Sir Lyonel Noble Sir Remember the poor Prisoners Enter Parson He pulls out a long Purse and puts in a two-pence The Lord reward your noble Charity and restore it to you forty and forty fold Pulling up the Box. 't is an old Oliverian two-pence a damn'd Commonwealths pair of Breeches confound the mark and your good Worships Bounty was this all the large Lethern Purse and your more large Conscience cou'd produce wou'd I were worthy to have a Dive or two at your reverend Pockets I wou'd ease 'em for you with a Pox. Hah Ladies alighted begs again Most beautiful Ladies dispense your noble Charity amongst twenty miserable Wretches opprest with Hunger and Cold Merciful and fair pity the Miseries of unfortunate young men whose few short hours of Life they 've left shall be imploy'd in Prayers for you our noble Benefactors Oh remember the Poor They give 'em Money Sweet Lady Heaven reward your Beauty with eternal Bloom and numberless Adorers Pulls up the Box they go in Hah Gold 't is Gold by Jove Nay now a short Life and a merry we 'l have it all in drink Boys and when the Hour comes dye like Hero's sing the Psalm merrily and then be hang'd till we 're sober 1 Pris Ah! Mr. Shamock 't is a long Nap we shall take e're we wake again Sham. No matter then we shall not be dry next Morning 1 Pris Oh this is sad jesting Oh Oh Oh! Sham. Here 's a cowardly Rogue now Plague on him he 's a shame to the noble Function of Padding Sirrah you shall have no Drink 't is thrown away upon the Rascal 3 Pr. Drink rot him let him lap salt Water from his Eyes like a mangy Dog as he is Sham. Come come le ts in and drink Enter Keeper Keep Mr. Shamock you must come down to your Devotion here 's a Parson come Mr. Ordinary's sick come away Sham. Pox o' your Ceremonies a man cannot be hang'd in Peace for your Parson and your paultry praying but come hang 't since we must obey silly Customs let 's down and then to drink my hearts go get ye down sings Exennt SCENE the inside of the Prison Enter Friendly in Irons with Sir Lyonel Mr. Dashet in Irons Mrs. Dashet weeping by him Nan and others Trick-well disguis'd like a Parson seeming exhorting 'em Corina and Mrs. Dunwel snivelling Friend No Sir I do not blush nor are my cheeks grown pale tho' I 'm condemn'd to dye a shameful death Sir Ly. No kind of Death is shameful but the Cause Friend Which I well know is none Heaven is my witness none Trick Ah! you are happy Sir happy to quit the World in Innocence for Innocence is a most heavenly thing for Sir Innocence is all in all Innocence is picks both their pockets Friend Very impertinent in your mouth Sir you ought to have the manners to believe a dying man has other bus'ness than to give ear to what you