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Harlequin** Opera. 41
Spright. And that will never be, I am fure, 'till you have as
many Accomplifhments as the fafhionable Mr. Smooth.
Smooth. Faith, Mem, to fay Truth, 1 have fome Accom-
plflhments, which fome other Perfons need very much, for what
I can tell.
Merit. Oh, Sir ! there is no Man in England has fo many,
at lead in his own Opinion, as Mr. Smooth,
A I R XXXII. As fair Dorinia fitting was.
The Man of Fajhion, proudly vain,
» And in Embroideries gay,
Displays the Gold that tips his Cane 9
And hums a modijh Lay.
The Grin, the Lace, the janty Air,
Are all the Coxcomb's Pride ;
A Rant, or tivo, to win the Fair f
All Fop, and Fool befidel
Smooth. Dem it, Sir, do you mean me?
Merit. Lord, Sir, do you take your felf for a Fop or aFool,
that you fufpedi it ?
Spright. Mr. Smooth is hardly fuch a Plain-Dealer.
Smooth. ,1 can tell you, Mem, 'tis well you are a Lady.
Spright. 'Tis very well for you, Mr. Smooth, I can afTure
you.
Smooth. Why fo, Mem ? I never faid a fine Thing to you in
my Life, as I know of.
Spright. No, nor to any one elfe, I'll be engag'd.
AIR

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