The mother-in-law, or, The doctor the disease : a comedy.

  • James Miller
Date:
1734
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Credit: The mother-in-law, or, The doctor the disease : a comedy. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    Beau. Charming Creature! [.A fide.] —— My good Fortune would be extraordinary. Madam, if I could inform you of any thing that might be of the lead Advantage* and I’ll fpare no pains-—• Sir Cred. Very well, Sir, but will you be pleas’d to let me hear my Daughter fing? Beau. I waited your Commands, Sir. — I have juft recollected the Scene of a little Opera, lately com- Eas’d, which the Lady and l will fing together.—* lere Madam’s your Part. Belina. My Parr, Sir? Beau. Pray make no Difficulty, Madam, but permit use to inltruCt you in the Nature of the Scene we are going to fing. I have a very indifferent Voice, but ’twill be fufficient if I can make my felf under¬ wood* Sir Credulous will have the Goodnefs to pardon me —-— Sir Cred. Ay, ay* are the Verfes fine? Beau. ’Tis a little Extempore Opera* fo that what you hear fang will be a kind of numerous Profe, fuch as the Paffion and Exigency the two Perfons were in, infpir’d ’em with off-hand. Sir Cred. Very well, begin then. Beau. The Subject of the Scene is this.*——-A young Shepherd being debat’d the Sight of the Fair he ador’d, by the Confinement file was under from the Morofenefs of a Father, the Violence of his Paf- .fion made him fpeedily refolve to apply for Confenr, which he obtain’d her Permiffion to do* but at the fame time is inform’d that another Match was con¬ cluded on for his Charmer, and all things prepar’d to celebrate the Ceremony * thus ftung with Anguifii and Defpair, he refoives on a Stratagem to introduce himfelf into the Houfe of his Shepherdefs, that he might learn from her own Mouth, her Sentiments, his Deftiny. There he meets with Preparations ayi \ * for all that he fears-. Judge you, Sir, judge you. Madam, what a cruel Stroke this mull be to the Heart of our Shepherd. He calls the molt languilhing Looks on the Beauty he adores, till the T rani port of his