This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1735 Excerpt: ...tvne Servants $f Don Rodorick';, placing Chairs, and talking as they place them. i Serv. Make ready quickly there; Don Manuel And his fair Sister, that must be our Lady, Are coming in. z Serv. They have been long expected; 'Tis Evening now, and the Canonick Hours For Marriage are past. 1 Serv. The nearer Bed-time The better still; my Lord will not defer it: He swears the Glergy are no fit Judges Of our Necessities. 2 Serv. Where is my Lord? 1 Serv. Gone out to meet his Bride. 2 Serv. I wonder that my Lady Angelina Went not with him, she's to be married too. 1 Serv. I do not think she fancies much the Man: Only, to make the Reconcilement perfect Betwixt the Families, she's passive in it; The Choice being but her Brother's, not her own. 2 Serv. Troth, were't my Cafe, I car'd not who chose for me: Jl l Serv. Nor I; 'twould fave the Process of a tedious Passion, A long Law-fiiit of Love, which quite consumes An honest Lover ere he gets Possession: J would come plump, and fresh, and all my Self, Serv'd up to my Bride's Bed like a fat Fowl, Before the Frost of Love had nip'd me through. I look on Wives as on good dull Companions, For elder Brothers to steep out their Time with: All we can hope for in the Marriage-bed, Is but to take our Rest; and what care I Who lays my Pillow for me? Enter a Poet with Verses. 3rv. Now, what's your Business, Friend Poet. An Epithalamium, to the noble Bridegrooms. 1 Serv. Let me see; what's here? as I live Takes it. Nothing but down-right Bawdry: Sirrah, Rascal, Is this an Age for Ribaldry in Verse; When every Gentleman in Town speaks it With so much better Grace, than thou canst write it 1 I'll beat thee with a Staff of thy own Rhymes. Poet. Nay, good Sir Runs off, and Exit. 2 Serv. Peace, they are here. Enter Don Rodorick, Don M...