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Agnes. Youth, hilarity, and the custom of the country at this season. We this morning summoned these our companions, and set out upon this excursion, in the disguises that you have seen. We met first these gallant tars, who conducted us to these lilent gentlemen their officers.
Lieutenant. If we have been for a few minutes filent, it has been from surprise and pleasure. Frederic. And from a desire to know if
would recollect us.
Caroline. Could you doubt that? Did we not display to you our skill in palmistry?
Frederic. Oh, display it once more, and take our hands!
Agnes. Two words to that bargain: we have learned to deal hard since we have been Gypsies.
Sir Edward. Why, ladies and gentlemen, you seem to be very well acquainted.
Juftice. Yes. Here's a kind of combination, that I think would come under the statute.
Dr. Dose. I should prescribe them all iome cooling medicines.
Lieutenant. What, my lovely Agnes, will you refuse the hand of a lover, to whom this unexpected meeting is the height of bliss ?
Agnes. Why, my dear Lieutenant, have I not already taken it this day?
Frederic. Caroline, my lovely Caroline, let me beg of you
Caroline. Oh dear! I have nothing for you: we are crocodiles of the Nile, you know; besides, if you beg, my uncle will commit you.
Agnes. Or if we pradife palmistry, he will send us all to the house of correction.
Capstan. Lieutenant and Mr. Frederic, we had our gang ready to rescue these ladies if fo be as how-but
as we suppose that you mean to press them yourselves, we know better than to turn against our officers.
Lieutenant. That would be Hat mutiny, Jack.
Lieutenant and Frederic, holding out their hands. Then thus let us seize our prizes.
Agnes. Avast! my good friends; we are not to be taken so easily; there are two words to that bargain, as I said before.
Sir Edward. Well, if two brave officers and two lovely women are within two words of making a bargain of this sort, it must conclude in this manner.
[Joining their hands. Justice. Yes, this seems a proper conclusion indeed. As my niece Caroline whispers me, gentlemen, that you were their Bath acquaintance of whom we have heard so much, I rejoice in this rencounter: I know your brave and honourable fathers, so does Sir Ed. ward. Your characters are established, and we are not unacquainted with their merit. With respect to my nieces I shall say but little, only that the share you, had in the late glorious victory rendered these Gypsies loquacious in your praise; and if you had heard what I have
[Agnes and CAROLINE run to each side of the Justice. Agnes. Hold, uncle! I shall die with confusion.
Caroline. Spare us, dear uncle, or I shall sink into the earth with shame.
Justice. I am glad of it, you Gypsies; then you won't have the assurance to go a-mumming again?
Lieutenant. Honoured with the approbation of these ladies, and sharers in the applause of our country, the happiness of Frederic and myself is complete. We shall, as foon as our leave of absence has expired, return with double alacrity to our duty, and endeavour, by the most arduous exertions in the service of our
king and country, to deserve these fair hands which we are thus allowed to claimn.
Caroline. One word with you, Frederic: I am commissioned by Cleopatra and Berenice, the Gypsies, to return these two pieces of gold: I cannot ask these brave and generous fellows to accept them, even with a large addition,
Frederic. No; if you do, you will affront them, I can
Capstan. Not at all, your honour. The gold of such enchantresses must prove lucky. I'll take thefe pieces on board with me; and when I tell our crew of their virtues, I have no doubt but that they will increase and muliply like—but mum-so that they will, in time, become an offering worthy the acceptance of the PATRIOTIC FUND.
Agnes. May they increase like fairy gold!
Oh lend thy heavenly aid !
What nation dare invade ?
Defy the battle's rage;
Whofe zifts their griefs asuage.
from her foe.
And her patriots support her religion and laws!
And discord subfide into permanent peace.
THE MUSICAL WIFE.
Music was ever the cause of their strife:
THE MARRIED MUSICIAN.
Though from purs in her conduét I own flie is free,
The quick movement I made to be married was wrong;
When she opens her lips, like the clack of a mill,
WRITTEN BY MR. O'KEETFE, ON THE RÈV. MR. CAM
SEAT PUT UP FOR HIM IN
BRIDGE HAVING HAD A
LONG this mead hould fervid. sunbeams heat thee,
As walking on to Twick’nbam or to Sheen,
Cool is the shade, enjoy the rural scene,
Light.Fays and guardian Sylphs affemble here;
With wounded mind, though soften'd not austere,
Poor mortal, are the faults to which thou 'rt prone!
In candour let its num'rvus faults alonen Contemplate here the means to rectify thine own.