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believe you must have seen him when we lived in
town.

Miss HARDCASTLE. '
Never.

Miss Neville : He's a very singular character, I affure you. . Among women of reputation and virtue, he is the modefteft man alive ; but his acquaintance give him a very different character among creatures of another stamp: you understand me.

Miss HARDCASTLE. An odd character, indeed. I fhall never be able to manage him. What shall I do: Píhaw, think no more of him, but trust to occurrences for success. But how goes on your own affair, my dear ? has my mother been courting you for my brother Tony, as usual ?

Mifs Neville. · I have just come from one of our agreeable tête.

a-têtes. She has been saying a hundred tender things, and setting off her pretty monster as the very

pink of perfection. . . : Miss HARDCASTLË,

And her partiality is such, that she actually thinks - him so. A fortune like yours is no small tempta- ·

tion. Besides, as the has the sole management of it, I'm not surprized to fee her unwilling to let it go out of the family. ; VOL. II,

Miss

Miss Neville. A fortune like mine, which chiefly consists in jewels, is no such mighty temptation. But at any rate if my dear Hastings be but constant, I make no doubt to be too hard for her at last. However, I let her suppose that I am in love with her son, and the never once dreams that my affections are fixed upon another.

1 Miss HARDCASTLE. My good brother holds out ftoutly. I could almolt love him for hating you so.

Miss Neville. It is a good-natured creature at bottom, and I'm sure would wish to see me married to any body but himself. But my aunt's bell rings for our afternoon's walk round the improvements. Allons! Courage is necessary as our affairs are critical.

Miss HARDCASTLE. “ Would it were bed time and all were well.”

. [Exeunt. Scene, an Ale-house Room. Several shabby fel.

lows, with punch and tobacco. Tony at the Head of the Table, a little higher than the rest : a mallet in his hand.

Omnes.
Hurrea! hurrea! hurrea! bravo!.

First Fellow. Now, gentlemen, silence for a song. The 'squire is going to knock himself down for a song.

Omnes.

OMNES.
Aye, a song, a song!

Tony.
Then I'll fing you, gentlemen, a song I made
upon this ale-house, the Three Pigeons.

Ś ON G.
Let school-masters puzzle their brain,

With grammar, and nonsense, and learning;
Good liquor, I ftoutly maintain,

Gives genus a better discerning.
Let them brag of their heathenis gods,

Their Lethes, their Styxes, and Stygians ;
Their qui's, and their quæ's, and their quod's,
They're all but a parcel of pigeons.

i Toroddle, toroddle, toroll.

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When methodist preachers come down,

A preaching that drinking is sinful,
I'll wager the rascals a crown,

They always preach best with a skinful. !
But when you come down with your pence,

For a slice of their scurvy religion,
I'll leave it to all men of sense,
But you my good friend are the pigeon.

Toroddle, torodd'e, toroll.

Then come put the jorum about,

And let us be merry and clever,
Our hearts and our liquors are stout,

Here's the three jolly pigeons for ever.'

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Let some cry up woodcock or hare,

Your bustards, your ducks, and your widgeons ;
But of all the birds in the air,
Here's a health to the three jolly pigeons.

Toroddle, toroddle, toroll.

OMNĖS. · Bravo, bravo!

'First Fellow. The 'Squire has got spunk in him.

Second Fellow. I loves to hear him sing, bekeays he never gives us nothing that's low.'

Third Fellow.
O damn any thing that's low, I cannot bear it.

Fourth Fellow. The genteel thing is the genteel thing at any time. If so be that a gentleman bees in a concatenation accordingly..

THIRD Fellow. I like the maxum of it, master Muggins. What, though I am obligated to dance a bear, a man may be a gentleman for all that. May this be my poison if my bear ever dances but to the very genteelest of tunes. • Water Parted,” or “the minuet in Ari. " adne."

SECOND Fellow. What a pity it is the 'squire is not come to his own. It would be well for all the publicans within ten miles round of him.

TONY.

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Tony. Ecod, and so it would, master Slang. I'd then shew what it was to keep choice of company,

Second Fellow. O he takes after his own father for that. To be sure old 'squire Lumpkin was the finest gentleman I ever fet my eyes on. For winding the straight horn, -or beating a thicket for a hare, or a wench, he never had his fellow. It was a saying in the place, that 'he kept the best horses, dogs, and girls in the whole county.

Tony. Ecod, and when I'm of age, I'll be no baftard, I promise you.' I have been thinking of Bett Bouncer and the miller's grey mare to begin with. But, come, my boys, drink about and be merry, for you pay no reckoning. Well, Stingo, what's the matter?

ONY.

Enter LANDLORD.

LANDLORD. There be two gentlemen in a post-chaise at the door. They have lost their way upo' the forest; and they are talking something about Mr. Hardcastle. ,

TONY. As sure as can be, one of them must be the gentleman that's coming down to court my sister. Do they seem to be Londoners ?

LAND.

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