The farmer's wife: a comic opera, in three acts / Written by C. Dibdin, Jun. and performed, for the first time, at the Theatre Royal, Covent Garden, on Tuesday, February 1, 1814.
- Charles Isaac Mungo Dibdin
- Date:
- 1814
Licence: Public Domain Mark
Credit: The farmer's wife: a comic opera, in three acts / Written by C. Dibdin, Jun. and performed, for the first time, at the Theatre Royal, Covent Garden, on Tuesday, February 1, 1814. Source: Wellcome Collection.
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![Robin. O, thafs all sham Abraham: Pother. I’ll soon find out that; I’ll bleed him —[Feels for a Lancet—Bless me,, I have not got a lancet. Robin. Here’s an excellent fleam, man, and I’ll hold him. jumps up, tines to escape, but is secured by Robin.] Now, down on thy mar¬ rowbones ; and tell me where Mrs. Cornflower be, or Ize brak ev’ry bone i’ thy skin. Peter. I know nothing about her. Chalk. Why, you told me that was the name of a lady Old Dick drove to your master's—Old Dick, gentlemen, belongs to the Ram Inn, at the last town. Stub. Then I’ll find him out, while you make that fellow confess. [Fxit. Pother. [To Peteri] Confess, take my advice. Peter. Take any thing but your physic. Robin. None of your nonsense: did Mrs. Corn¬ flower go off with thy master in a voluntary manner ? Peter. No; in a postchaise. Ill tell you how it was—My master stood there, as you may do— [Placing Robin by the Door.^ The lady stood there, as you may do—[Placing Chalk by him] —and I stood there, as you may do—[Placing Po¬ ther by Chalk]—up drove the chaise—now suppose me Old Dick— Pother. Old Nick you mean. Peter. Very well for you, Doctor.—I ran to the chaise-door, and opened it thus, [Opening the Window^ and now—catch me who can. [Jumps out, j'olloxved by Robin and Chalk.] Pother, ril follow the moment I have digested all this—make a capital story. Farmer aiKl wife —rural aflection—husbcind abroad—wife at home](https://iiif.wellcomecollection.org/image/b30374790_0076.jp2/full/800%2C/0/default.jpg)
