Sir WILLIAM. No, Sir, you have been obliged to a kinder, fairer friend for that favour. To Mifs Richland. Would the complete our joy, and make the man she has honoured by her friendship happy in her love, I should then forget all, and be as bleft as the welfare of my dearest kinsman can make me. Mifs RICHLAND. After what is past, it would be but affectation to pretend to indifference. Yes, I will own an attachment, which, I find, was more than friendship. And, if my intreaties cannot alter his refolution to quit the country, I will even try if my hand has not power to detain him. [Giving ber hand. Heavens HONEYWOOD. how can I have deferved all this? How exprefs my happiness, my gratitude! A moment, like this, overpays an age of apprehenfion. CROAKER. Well, now I fee content in every face; but Heaven fend we be all better this day three months! Sir WILLIAM. Henceforth, nephew, learn to respect yourself. He who feeks only for applaufe from without, has all his happiness in another's keeping. Ho HONEYWOOD. Yes, Sir, I now too plainly perceive my errors. My vanity in attempting to please all, by fearing to offend any. My meannefs in approving folly, left fools fhould difapprove. Henceforth, therefore, it fhall be my ftudy to referve my pity for real diftrefs; my friendship for true merit; and my love for her, who firft taught me what it is to be happy. EPILOGUE. A s SPOKEN BY MR S. BULK LEY. S puffing quacks fome caitiff wretch procure * The author, in expectation of an Epilogue from a friend at Oxford, deferred writing one himself till the very last hour. What is here offered, owes all it's fuccefs to the graceful manner of the actrafs who spoke it. No, No, no, I've other contests to maintain; While oft, with many a fmile, and many a fhrug, He nods, they nod; he cringes, they grimace; SHE |