ACT I. SCENE I.
HA, ha, ha, ha, thou art the pleasant'st Fellow—
Nay, prithee suspend thy damn'd criticall Censure till I have told thee the Plot, and then if thou laugh'st at me;
I shall have cause, hath—
No gad not unless strength of Judgment, exquisite Wit, admirable Contrivance, and the rest of the noble Ingredients that qualifie a brain for things extraordinary, can give cause.
Very well Sir, we shall judge of that presently; proceed.
Art thou solid then? is thy face set?
Not a line out of order, as grave as a Country Vicar expounding at Catechize: When d'ye begin?
Thus then, I need not tell thee, to prolong the story, the Extravagan∣cies of my ungovernable Minority, thy self always being a spectator of 'em, 'tho' no friend to 'em, nor need I expose my own passionate Inclinations for that delicious Creature Woman, whose sweet dear bewitching Sex I still cannot re∣pent adoring, tho' it has been the utter ruin of my Fortunes, my dear Betty whom I now live withal, charming me as much in this my worst and lowest Ebb, as when I was a Flutterer at the Court with Coach and Six and gawdy Equipage.
Prithee take my counsel Friend, and do not doze and slumber o're thy ruin: I lately came thou know'st from the University, and▪ for self satisfaction must confess, a great part of my study there was Woman, that dear damn'd tempting Sex as thou hast call'd 'em; I made Remarks from Rules of Physiog∣nomy, studied Complections, knew whether Black or fair were true or false, all Female Pinaccs, and how much Love would freight 'em; even blinded my own with poring on black Eyes, to finde their subtile motions; and for Noses, I knew all Natures from the high Roman Arch, to the sharp little turn-up Nose that stands as if 'twere set i'th face to hang one's Hat on.
Very well Sir, and what does your learned Worship infer from this?
Now I come to thee; this skill, amongst the rest of that Soul-gaining tribe, has taught me to observe thy Betty, thy dearest Charmer as thou fondly call'st her, and tho' fond love mustle her faults from thee, I can perceive, and plainly, her jiltish Actions, and must take the freedom of a friend to tell thee, she's false and does abuse thy Love.
Impossible! her gratitude would secure me from such a baseness, if I had no merit to deserve her; which begging excuse of your severity, I shall not