Volume I Part 5 (1/2)

PROLOGUE,

Written by a Person of Quality.

_Wits, like Physicians, never can agree, When of a different Society; And _Rabel's_ Drops were never more cry'd down By all the Learned Doctors of the Town, Than a new Play, whose Author is unknown: Nor can those Doctors with more Malice sue (And powerful Purses) the dissenting Few, Than those with an insulting Pride do rail At all who are not of their own Cabal._

_If a Young Poet hit your Humour right, You judge him then out of Revenge and Spite; So amongst Men there are ridiculous Elves, Who Monkeys hate for being too like themselves: So that the Reason of the Grand Debate, Why Wit so oft is d.a.m.n'd, when good Plays take, Is, that you censure as you love or hate.

Thus, like a learned Conclave, Poets sit Catholick Judges both of Sense and Wit, And d.a.m.n or save, as they themselves think fit.

Yet those who to others Faults are so severe, Are not so perfect, but themselves may err.

Some write correct indeed, but then the whole (Bating their own dull Stuff i'th' Play) is stole: As Bees do suck from Flowers their Honey-dew, So they rob others, striving to please you._

_Some write their Characters genteel and fine, But then they do so toil for every Line, That what to you does easy seem, and plain, Is the hard issue of their labouring Brain.

And some th' Effects of all their Pains we see, Is but to mimick good Extempore.

Others by long Converse about the Town, Have Wit enough to write a leud Lampoon, But their chief Skill lies in a Baudy Song.

In short, the only Wit that's now in Fas.h.i.+on Is but the Gleanings of good Conversation.

As for the Author of this coming Play, I ask'd him what he thought fit I should say, In thanks for your good Company to day: He call'd me Fool, and said it was well known, You came not here for our sakes, but your own.

New Plays are stuff'd with Wits, and with Debauches, That croud and sweat like Cits in _May_-day Coaches._

DRAMATIS PERSONae.

MEN.

Don _Antonio_, the Vice-Roy's Son, Mr. _Jevorne_.

Don _Pedro_, a n.o.ble _Spaniard_, his Friend, Mr. _Medburne_.

_Belvile_, an _English_ Colonel in love with _Florinda_, Mr. _Betterton_.

_Willmore_, the _ROVER_, Mr. _Smith_.

_Frederick_, an _English_ Gentleman, and Friend to _Belvile_ and _Blunt_, Mr. _Crosbie_.

_Blunt_, an _English_ Country Gentleman, Mr. _Underhill_.

_Stephano_, Servant to Don _Pedro_, Mr. _Richards_.

_Philippo_, _Lucetta's_ Gallant, Mr. _Percival_.

_Sancho_, Pimp to _Lucetta_, Mr. _John Lee_.

_Risky_ and _Sebastian_, two Bravoes to _Angelica_.

_Diego_, Page to Don _Antonio_.

Page to _h.e.l.lena_.

Boy, Page to _Belvile_.

_Blunt's_ Man.