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Distracting thought ! must happy be,
While I am doomed to pain.

Mungo. And if de house was a fire, we none of us get out to save ourselves.

Leun. Well, padain, not to disappoint you and the young ady, I know the back of your garden wall, and I'll undertake to get up at the outside of it, if you can let me down on the othier.

Ursula. Do you think you could with your lame leg?

Lean. () yes, madam, I'm very sure.

Ursula. Then, by my faith, you shall! for now I am set on'tA padlock! Mungo, come with me into the garden.

[Ereunt Mungo and Ursula. Leo. Pray let me go with you !

Leun. Stay, charming creature ! why will you fly the youth that adores you?

Leo. Oh, Lord! I'm trighted out of my wits!

Lean. Have you not taken notice, beauteous Leonora, of the pilgrim, who has so ofteu met you at church: I am that pilgrim; one who would change sha' es as often as Proteus, to be blessed with a sight of you.

O thou, whose charms enslade my

heart ! In pity hear u youth complain ; Leo. I must not herr ---dear youth, departm

I'm certain I hare no desert,

A gentleman like you to gain. Lcan. Then, do I seek


love in vain! Leo. It is another's right; Lea. And he,

Enter URSULA and Musco.
Ursula. Come round, young man, I've been is

Mungo. And so hute I.

I'm sure the wall is not too high.
If you please,

You'll mount with ease.
Lean. Cun you to aid my bliss deny?

Shuil it be so?
If you say no,

I will not go.
Leo. I must consent, however loath:

But whenever we desire,

Muke him promise to retire.
Ursula. Nay, marry, he shall take his oath.
Lean. By your eyes, of heurenly blue ;

By your lip's umbrosial dew;
Your cheeks, where rose and lily


Your voice, the music of the spheres. Mungo. Lord o'mercy, how he swears!

He makes my hairs

All stand un end!
Ursula. Come, that's enough; ascend, ascend,

Let's be happy while we may:
Now the old one's fur anay,
Luugh, and sing, and dance, and play;
Harmless pleasure, any delay?



SCENE I.-A Hall in Don Diego's House. Ursula. Well, as I live, he's a pretty young

fellow! Enter Leander in a rich Habit, URSULA Loan. You, my sweet Ursula, have known following.

what it is to be in love; and, I warrant, bare bed

admirers often at your feet; your eyes still retain Ursula. Oh, shame! out upon't! sir, talk to fire enough to tell me that. me no more ; I, that have been famed through- Ursula. They tell you no lie; for, to be sure, out all Spain, as I may say, for virtue and dis- when I was a young woman, I was greatly souza cretion; the very flower and quintessence of du- after; nay, it was reported that a youth died for ennas; you have cast a blot upon me; a blot love of me; one Joseph Perez, a tailor hytraile, upon my reputation, that was as fair as a piece of the greyhound make, lank; and, if iny meof white paper; and now I shall be reviled,mory fail me not, his right shoulder, about the pointed at; nay, men will call me filthy names breadth of my hand, higher than his left : but be upon your account !

was upright as an arrow; and, by all accounts, Lean. What filthy names will they call you? one of the finest workmen at a button-bole ! Ursula. They'll say I'm an old procuress. Lean. But where is Leonora ?

Lean. Fie, fie! men know better things; be- Ursula. Where is she! By my troth, I hare sides, though I have got admittance into your shut her up in her chainber, under three buits, house, be assured I sball commit no outrage and a double lock. here; and if I have been guilty of any indiscre- Lean. And will you not bring us together? tion, let love be my excuse.

Ursula. Wio, I! How cau you ask me such a

question ? Really, sir, I take it extremely un- Lasses, remember, hind.

And while the sun shines make hay; Lean. Well, but you misapprehend

You must not expect in December Ursula. I told you just now, that if you nen- The flowers you gathered in May. tioned that to me again, it would make me sick;

(Exit URSULA. and so it has lurned me upside down as it were.

Enter Mungo. Lean. Indeed, my

best friend Ursula. Oh, oh! hold me, or I sball fall.

Mungo. Ali, massa! You brave massa now! Leun. I will hold you.

what you do here wid de old woman ? Ursula. And do you feel any compassion for

Lein. Where is your young mistress, Muogo? DIC?

Mungo. By Gog, sbe luck her up. But why Lean. I do, I do.

you no tell me before time, you a gentleman? Ursula. Why, truly, you have a great deal to

Lean. Sure I have not given the purse for noauswer för, to bring tears into my cyes at this thing! time o'day. l'in sure they are the first I have Mungo. Purse! What! you giving her moshed, since my poor dear hiushand's death, ney dev? Curse her impurance, why you no give Lean Nay, don't think of that now.

it me? you give me something as well as she. Ursula. For you must understand, sir, to play You know, massa, you see me first. a trick upon a grave, discreet matrou—And yet, Lean. There, there are you content ? atier all, hy iny faith, I don't wonder you should Mungo. Me get supper ready, and now me go love the young thing under my care; for it is one to de cellar--But I say, massa, ax de old man of the sweetest conditioned souls that ever I was now, what good him watching do, him bolts, and acquainted with; and, between ourselves, our him bars, bin walls, and hiin padlock? Dom-ee is too old for such a babe.

Leun. Hist! Leonora comes. Lean. Ursula, take this gold.

Mungo. But, massa, you say you teach me Ursula. For what, sir?

play? Leun. Only for the love of me. Ursula. Nay, if that be all, I won't refuse it,

Let me, when my heart a sinking, for I love you, I assure you; you put me so Hear de sweet guitur a clinking; much in mind of my poor dear husband. He was When a string speuk, a handsome man! I remember he had a mole

Such moosic he make, between his eye brows, about the bigness of a

Me soon am cured of tinking. hazel out; bui, I must say, you have the advantage in the lower part of the countenance. Wid de toot, toot, toot, Leun. The old beluain grows amorous

Of a merry flute, Ursula. Lord love you, you're a well-looking And cymbalo, young man!

And tymbalo, Leun. But, Leonora.

To boot: Ursula. Ha, ha, ha! but to pretend you were

He dance and we sing, lame-I never saw a finer leg in my life.

Till we make a house ring, Leun. Leonora !

And, lied in his garters, old massa may swing. Ursula. Well, sir, I am a-going.

(Exit MUNGO. Leun. I shall never get rid of her! Ursula. Sir Leun. How now?

Enter Leonora and URSULA. Ursula. Would you be so kind, sir, as to indulge me with the favour of a salute?.

Lean. Oh, chårming Leonora ! how shall I exLean. Ugh!

press the rapture of my heart on this occasion ? Ursula. Gad-a-mercy, your cheek! well, well, I alınost doubt the kindness of that chance which I have seen the day—but no matter, my wine's has broug's me thus happily to see, to speak to upon the lecs pow; however, sir, you might have you, without restraint. had the politeness, when a gentlewoman made

Ursula. Well, but it must not be without rethe offer--But lleaven bless you !

straint; it can't be without restraiit ; it can't, by

my faith!--now you are going to make me sick When a woman's front is wrinkled,

again. And her huirs ure sprinkled

Leo. La, Ursula, I durst to say, the gentleman

doesn't want to do me any harmDo you, sir? Lack-u-day!

I'm sure I would not burt a hair of his head, nor How her lovers fall away!

nobody's else, for the lucre of the whole world.

Ursula. Come, sir, where is your lute? You Like fashions past,

shall see me dance a saraband; or, if you'd raAside she's cast,

.cher have a song-or the child and I will inove No one respect will pay:

a miquet, if you chuse grace before agility. Remember,

Lean. This fulsome harridan

With grey,

before company;

Leo. I don't know what's come over her, sir ;| ing for love of you; can you fiud in your heart I never saw the like of her, since I was born. to let bim expire? Lean. I wish she was at the devil!

Leo. I'm sure I won't do any thing bad. Leo. Ursula, what's the matter with you? Ursula. Why, that's right; you learned tha:

Ursula. What's the matter with me! Marry from me; have I not said to you a thousand come up, what's the matter with you? Signior times, never do any thing bad? Have not I sad Diego can't shew such a shape as that; well, it? Answer me that. there is nothing I like better to see than a young Leo. Well, and what then? fellow with a well made leg.

Ursula. Very wel, listen to me; your guardo Lean. Pr’ythee, let us go away from her. is old, and ugly, and jealous; and yet he may Leo. I don't know how to do it, sir.

live longer than a better man, Lean. Nothing more easy; I will go with my Leo. He has been very kind to me, for 3? guitar into the garden; 'tis noon-light; take an that, Ursula, and I ought to strive to please he. opportunity to follow me there : I sware to you, Ursula There again ! have not I said to y beautiful and innocent creature, you have no- a thousand times, that he was very kind to vos, thing to apprehend.

and you ought to strive to please him? It would Leo. No, sir, I am certain of that, with a gen-be a hard thing to be preaching from morceg tleman such as you are ; and that have taken so till night without any profit. much pains to come after me; and I should hold Leo. Well, Ursula, after all, I wish this serinyself very ungrateful, if I did not do any thing tleman had never got into the bouse ; Heare to oblige you, in a civil way.

send no ill comes of it! Lean. Then you'll come

Ursula. Ay, I say so, too; Heaven send 1; Leo. I'll do my best endeavours, sir.

but I'm cruelly afraid; for how shall we get rid Lean. And may I hope that you love me? of him? he'll never be able t, crawl up the it Leo. I don't know; as to that, I can't say. side of the wall, whatever he did the out.

Ursula. Come, come, what colloguing's here? Leo. O Lord! Won't he? I must see how things are going forward ; be- Ursula. No, by my conscience, won't he ; and sides, sir, you ought to know, that it is not man- when your guardian comes in, if we had års ners to be getting into corners, and whispering necks a-piece, he'd twist them every one,

finds him here. For my part, the best I espect, Lean. Pshaw!

is to end my old days in a prison. Ursulu. Ay, you may say your pleasure, sir, Leo. You don't say so ! but I'mn sure what I say is the right thing; I Ursula. I do indeed ; and it kills me to think of should hardly chuse to venture in a corner with it; but every one has their evil day, and this bar you wyself: nay, I would not do it, I protest and been mine.

Leo. I have promised to go to him into the Leun. Beautiful Leonora, I find my being de-garden. pends upon the blessing of your good opinion : Ursula. Nay, you may do any thing now, for do you

desire to put an end to my days? we are undone; though I think, if you could pe:İ.eo. No, indeed, indeed I don't.

suade him to get up the chimney, and stay on Lean. But then

the roof of the bouse till to-morrow night, we

inight then steal the keys from your guardian; 'In vain you bid your captive live,

but I'm afraid you won't be able to persuade binn While you the means of life deny ;

Leo. I'll go down upon my knees. Give me your

Ursula. Find him out, while I step up stairs. To him who must without you die.

Leo. Pray for us, dear Ursula.

Ursula. I will, if I possibly can. [Eru. Shut from the sun's enlivening beam,

Bid flowers retain their scent and hue ; Its source dried up, bid flow the stream,

Leo. Oh me, oh me, what shall we do! And me exist, deprived of you.

The fault is all along with you :
You brought him in, why did. you

[Exit LEAN.
'Twas not by my desire, you

knou. Ursula. Let me sit down a little : come hither,

We have but lou much cause to fear, child, I am going to give you good advice; therefore listen to me, for I have more years over my

My guardian, when he comes to hear head than you.

We've had a man with us, will kill

Mle, you, and all; indeed he will. Leo. Well, and what then ?

No penitence will pardon procure, Ursula. What then? Marry, then you must mind what I say to you-as I said before—but,

He'll kill us ev'ry soul, I'm sure. I say, what was I saving?

Leo. I'm sure I don't know.

Ursula. You see the young man that is gone out there; he has been telling me, that he's dy


your smiles,

wishes give,


SCENE II.-Inside of Don Diego's House. Don Diego. Go, lie down in your stye and

sleep ! Enter Don Diego, groping his

Munyo. Sleep ! sleep you self; you drankwith the

way, Padlock in his Hand.

ha, ha, ha! look, a padlock; you put a padlock

on a door again, will you? -Ha, ha, ha! Don Diego. All dark, all quiet; gone to bed,

Don Diego. Did not I hear music? and fast asleep, I warrant them. However, I am

Mungo. Hic-hicnot sorry that I altered my first intention of stay

Don Diego. Was it not the sound of a guitar? ing out the whole night; and meeting Leonora's | Give me hand; you're old rascalan't you?

Mungo. Yes, he play on de guitar rarelyfather on the road was, at any rate, a lucky incident. I will not disturb them; but, since I I'm in a cold sweat; a inist comes over my eyes;

Don Diego. What dreadful shock affecis me ! have let myself in with my master-key, go softly to bed; I shall be able to strike a light; and and my knees knock together, as if I had got a then, I think, I may say my cares are over.

fit of the shaking palsy. Good Heavens ! what a wonderful deal of un

Munyo. I tell you a word in your eareasiness may mortals avoid by a little prudence! house?

Don Diego. Has any stranger broke into my I doubt not now, there are some men who would have gone out in my situation, and trusting to

Mungo. Yes; by-hic—a fine young gentlethe goodness of Fortune, left their house and

man; he now in a next room with missy. their honour in the care of an inexperienced girl, ble?

Don Diego. Holy Saint Francis ! Is it possior the discretion of a mercenary servant. While he is abroad, he is tormented with fears and jea-them togeder.

Afungo. Go you round softly—-you catch lousies; and when he returns home, he probably finds disorder, and, perhaps, shame. But what

Don Diego. Confusion ! distraction! I shall

run inad! do I do?-I put a padlock on my door, and all is safe.

O wherefore this terrible flurry! Enter Mungo from the Cellar, with a Flask in My spirits are all in a hurry! one Hund, and a Candle in the other.

And above, and beloro,

From my top to my toe,
Mungo. Tol, lol, lol, lol.

Are running about hurry scurry.
Don Diego. Hold ! did not I hear a noise?
Mungo. Hola!

My heart in


bosom a bumping, Don Diego. Heaven and earth! what do I Goes thumping, see !

And jumping, Mungo. Where are you, young massa, and

And thumping: anissy? Here wine for supper.

Is't a spectre I see ! Don Diego. I'm thunder-struck!

Hence, vanish, ah me! Mungo. My old massa little tink we be so My senses deceive me ; merry-hic-hic—What's the maller with me,

Soon reuson will leade me: the room turn round.

What a wretch am I destined to be. (Exeunt. Don Diego. Wretch! do you know me? Mungo. Know you

-damn you ! Don Diego. Horrid creature ! what makes SCENE III.-A Room in Don Diego's House. you here at this time of night? is it with a design to surprise the innocents in their beds, and mur

Mongo, URSULA, LEANDER, Leonora. der them sleeping?

Mungo. Hush, hush-make no noise-bic Ursula. O shame, monstrous ! you drunken bic.

swab, you have been in the cellar, with a plague Don Diego. The slave is intoxicated!

to you! Mungo. Make no noise, I say; dere's young Mungo. Let me put my hands about your gentleman wid young lady; he play on guitar, neckand she like him better dan she like you. Ful, Ursula. Oh, I shall be ruined! Help, help! lul, lal.

ruin, ruin! Don Diego. Monster, I'll make an example of Lean. Goodness me, what's the matter?

Ursula. O dear child, this black villain has Mungo. What you call me names for, you old frightened me out of iny wits; he has wantdog?

edDon Diego. Does the villain dare to lift bis Mungo. Me! curse a heart, I want noting wid hand against me!

ber--wbal she say I want for-Mfungo. Will you fight !

Leo. Ursula, the gentleman says he has some Don Diego. He's mad!

friends waiting for him at the other side of the Mungo, Dere's one iu de house you little tink. garden wall, that will throw him over a ladder Gad, he do you business !

made of ropes, wlich he got up by.


give me


Lean. Then, must I go?

Don Diego. No, child, I only am to blarze, Leo. Yes; good sir, yes.

who should have considered, that sixteen and Lean. A parting kiss!

sixty agree ill together. But, though I was too l.eo. No; good sir, no.

old to be wise, I am not too old to learn; and Lean. It must be so.

so, I say, send for a smith directly, brat all the 1 By this, and this,

grates from my windows, take the locks from Here I could for ever grow :

my doors, and let egress and regress be gira 'Tis more than mortal bliss.

freely. Leo. Well, now good night ;

Leo. And will you be my husband, sir?
Pray ease your fright.

Don Diego. No, child, I will give you to one
You're tery bold, sir !

that will niake you a better husband: here, young Let loose your hold, sir !

man, take her. If your parents consent, to mora I think you want to scare me quite. row shall see you joined in the face of tie churcb; Lean. Oh Fortune's spight !

and the dowry, which I promised ber, in case o Leo. Good night, good night.

failure on my side of the contract, shall but go

with her as a marriage portion. Hark! the neighbouring convent's bell Lean. Signior, this is so generousTolls, the vesper hour to tell;

Don Diego. No thanks; perhaps I owe acThe clock now chimes ;

knowledgements to you: but you, Ursula, bave A thousand times,

no excuse, no passion to plead, and your age A thousand times, farewell !

should bave taught you better. I'll

five hundred crowns, but never let me see you Enter Don Diego.

Mungo. And what you give me, massa?
Don Diego. Bastinadoes for your drunkes

. Don Diego. Stay, sir; let nobody go out of the

ness and infidelity. Call in my weighbours and room. Ursula. [Falling down.] Ah, ah! a ghost, a

friends. Oh, man! man! how short is your

foresight! how ineffectual your prudence ! white ghost ! Don Diego. Woman, stand up !

the very means you use are destructive of your

ends. Ursula. I won't, I won't: murder ! don't touch me.

Don Diego. Leonora, what am I to think of Go forge me fetters, that shall bind this?

The rage of the tempestuous wind! Leo. Oh, dear sir, don't kill me!

Sound with a needle full of thread, Don Diego. Young man, who are you, who The depth of ocean's steepy bed; have thus clandestinely, at an unseasonable hour, Snap, like a twig, the oak's tough tree; broke into my house ? Am I to cousider you as Quench Etna with a cup of teu ; a robber, or how?

In these manæuvres shew your skill, Lean. As one, whom love has made indis- Then hold a woman, if you will. creet; one, whom love taught indastry and art to compass bis designs. I love the beautiful

Urs. Permit me to put in a word: Leonora, and she me; but, farther than wbat you hear and see, neither one nor the other have

My master here is quite absurd;

That men should rule our ser is meel, been culpable.

But art, not force, must do the feat. Mungo. Hear him, hear him!

Remember what the fable says; Lean. Don Diego, you know my fatber well;

Where the sun's warm and melting rapi Don Alphonso de Luna. I am a scholar of this

Soon bring about what wind and rais, university, and am willing to submit to whatever punishment be, through your means, shall in

With all their fuss, attempt in vain. Aict; but wreak not your vengeance here.

Don Diego. Thus, then, my bopes and cares Mung. And, massa, be not angry, pray, are at once frustrated ! Possessed of what I If neger man a word should say: thought a jewel, I was desirous to keep it for Me huve u fuble pat as she, myself; I raised up the walls of this house to a

Which aid dis matter will agree: great height; I barred up my windows towards An owl once took it in his head, the street ; I put double bolts on my doors ; I Wid some young pretty bird to wed: banished all that had the shadow of man, or But when his worship came to war, male kind; and I stood continually centinel over He cold get none but de cuckoo. it myself, to guard my suspicion from surprise: thus" secure, I left my watcla for one little mo- Leon. Ye youth select, who wish to taste ment, and in that moment

The joys of wedlock pure and chaste; Leo. Pray, pray, guardian, let me tell you the Neer let ihe mistress and the friend, story, and you'll find I am not to blame.

In abject slute and tyrant end.

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