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Harlequin'* Opera,
Captain, hah? What News pry'thee, have you triumphed? may
one venture to congratulate ? You mud know, I always believ'd
you a moft valiant Man, that fighting was your Diverfion, and
confequently you know my Meaning.
Hack. You are in the right, young Gentleman,Fighting is my
Diverfion. I'll tell you, Mr. Smooth, in the laft Fight in the
Mediterranean, I kill'd fo many, that I was afraid of their
Gholts for above a Month after. In fhort, I could never turn
into my Cabin without getting drunk with the Chaplain, topre-
fervemy felf from fuch troublefome Company.
Smooth. Indeed la! well, upon my Life, this is the only Rea-
fon why I did not Ship my felf for the Scene of Adion at the
laft Rupture. I knew I fhould be immoderately valiant, and
*tis really a curfed thing to be plagu'd with one's Enemies after
they are dead.
AIR III. When I was a Dame of Honour.
To Jhun the dreadful IVoes that wait
The mighty Heroe's Pajfion,
In Peace I wifely chofe my Fate,
The Follower of the Fajhion !
Like other doughty Sons of War^
Afraid of fuch Perdition,
To favage Hearts, that tempt the Snare %
I threw up my Commijfion,
Well, but Captain tho', if you defign to renew your Addre/Ies
to Mis. Foible, I can tell you there's a World of Rivals, not to
mention your humble Servant, in the Way. There's Mr. Merit
the unfafhionable Man of Senfe, Mr. Whim the Humourift
Mr. Trifle the Virtuofo, and, and, and, infiniment d'autres
She is grown a very Goddefs, and receives half the Town as her
Adorers.
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