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zo Tht T^ ILLJGE OPERA. Ad L
I Gent, ]3ut thou art too pretty, my Dear, to wafte thy
whole Life in milking Cows, and churning Butter; I cou'd
<^nd better Employment'for you.
*-^S7if. Ah! you jeer one now, fo you do.
I Gent, Will't thou go with me to London ?
Suf No indeed will I not.
I Ge}2t. Why fo 1*
Suf. *Caufe you Londoners have gotten ^'Tiids.^ as they fayn,
of hiring Maids only to make them no Maids. ' - V^ .
I Ge-at. O fye! ./
Suf. And when you cannot haVe your Wicked Wills by .fair
means, you 'beat them, and ravifh them.
^1 Gent. How!
Suf. Ay, and then turn 'em out of Doors, and fell 'em to
wicked Old Women.
1 Gem. dh terrible ! you have been mif-infornied.
2 Gent. Hum! what pretty Filly is this?
1 Gent. Are you to be Lett or Sold, my beautiful little Pad?
2 Gent. She has an excellent Forehand.
1 Gent. Very well let down, and treads firm on her Pa-
llerns.
Maid, Let me go, will you; I will be neither Let nor Hired
to you, fo I won't. Thefe are your Jockey Folks, Sufan^ they
tj)ink they are hiring Horfes.
2 Gent. Well, and what is thy Employment ?
Maid, Look ye, I willanfwer you no Qaeftions, fo I won't;
if you ftay till the Gut-Scrapers ftrike up, mayhap you may hear
what we are, and what we can do.
Gent, Thefe are a Parcel of brave luQy Fellows.
Gent. Ay, the Beef and Pudding of the Land^ well ma-
nured.
1 G^»^. Who is this half-ftaived Creature, with a Roll of
Parchment in his Hand ?
2 Gent, What art thou?
' Stew. A Sjewai*d.
• I'Gent. A Steward, and fo thin and poor! he muft be an
horieft Feljow\
*2, Gent. He carries the vifible Tokens of it about him. :■■
1 Gent. I fancy, Friend, I cou'd recommend you to the
Service of a very honell Gentleman, and one whofe large Eftatc
is the leaft of his Qualifications.
Stew. Has he a very large Edate ?
2 Ge'^t. There are not many greater; but then he is fo pun-
ctual in his AccountSj fo regular, his Occonomy {o exad and
Stew,
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