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Enter SIR JOHN, Tailor, Barber, and Joɛ. Tai. 'Tis the fashion, sir, I assure you. Sir John. Fashions are for fools; don't tell me of fashion. Must a man make an ass of himself, because it's the fashion?

Tai. But you would be like other folks, sir, would not you?

Bar. The bag, sir.

Sir John. The bag, sir! and what's this bag for, sir? this is not the fashion too, I hope?

Bar. It's what is very much wore, sir, indeed. Sir John. Wore, sir! how is it wore? where is it wore? what is it for?

Bar. Sir, it is only for ornament.

Sir John. O, 'tis an ornament! I beg your pardon! Now, positively, I should not have taken Sir John. No, sir, if this is their likeness, I this for an ornament. My poor grey hairs are, in would not be like other folks. Why, a man my opinion, much more becoming. But, come, might as well be cased up in armour; here's buck-put it on! There, now, what do you think Í ram and whalebone enough to turn a bullet. Joe. Sir, here's the barber has brought you home a new periwig.

Sir John. Let him come in. Come, friend! let's see if you're as good at fashions as Mr. Buckram here. What the devil's this?

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Joe. Icod, measter, you're not like the same mon, I'm sure.

Bar. Sir, 'tis very genteel, I assure you. Sir John. Genteel! ay, that it may be, for aught I know, but I'm sure 'tis very ugly.

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2d Court. He must certainly divert your majesty.

Bar. They wear nothing else in France, sir. Sir John. In France, sir! what's France to me? I'm an Englishman, sir, and know no right 3d Cour. He may be diverting, perhaps ; but the fools of France have to be my examples. if I may speak my mind freely, I think there is Here, take it again; I'll have none of your new-something too plain and rough in his behaviour, fangled French fopperies; and if you please, I'll for your majesty to bear. make you a present of this fine, fashionable coat again. Fashion, indeed!

[Exeunt Tailor, Barber, and Joe. Enter JOE with the French Cook. Joe. Sir, here's a fine gentleman wants to speak with you.

Cook. Sir, me have hear dat your honour want one cook.

Sir John. Sir, you are very obliging; I suppose you would recommend one to me. But as I don't know you

King. Your lordship, perhaps, may be afraid of plain truth and sincerity, but I am not.

3d Cour. I beg your majesty's pardon; I did not suppose you was; I only think, there is a certain awe and reverence due to your majesty, which I am afraid his want of politeness may make him transgress.

King. My lord, whilst I love my subjects, and preserve to them all their rights and liberties, I doubt not of meeting with a proper respect from the roughest of them; but as for the awe and reverence which your politeness would flatter Cook. No, no, sir! me am one cook myself, me with, I love it not. I will, that all my suband would be proud of de honour to serve you.jects treats me with sincerity. An honest freeSir John. You a cook! and pray, what wages may you expect, to afford such finery as that? Cook. Me will have one hundred guinea a year, no more; and two or three servant under me to do de work.

Sir John. Hum! very reasonable truly! And, pray, what extraordinary matters can you do, to deserve such wages?

Cook. O me can make you one hundred dish, de Englis know noting of; me can make you de portable soup to put in your pocket: me can dress you de foul a-la marli, en galentine, a-la montmorancy; de duck en grinadin; de chicken a-la chombre; de turkey en botine; de pidgeon en mirliton a l' Italienne, a-la d' Huxelles: en fine, me can give you de essence of five or six ham, and de juice of ten or twelve stone of beef, all in de sauce of one little dish.

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Sir John. Very fine! At this rate, no wonder the poor are starved, and the butcher unpaid. No, I will have no such cooks, I promise you; is the luxury and extravagance introduced by such French kickshaw-mongers as you, that has devoured and destroyed old English hospitality! Go! go about your business; I have no mind to be beggared, nor to beggar honest tradesmen. [Exit Cook.

Joe!

Joe. Sir!

Sir John. Let my daughter know, the king has sent for me, and I am gone to court, to wait on his majesty.

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Joe. Yes, sir.

SCENE II.-The Palace.

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dom of speech, as it is every honest man's right, so none can be afraid of it, but he that is conscious to himself of ill-deservings. Sound maxims, and right conduct, can never be ridiculed; and, where the contrary prevail, the severest censure is greatest kindness.

3d Cour. I believe your majesty is in the right, and I stand corrected.

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King. Honest Sir John Cockle, you are welcome to London.

Sir John. I thank your majesty for the honour you do me, and am glad to find your majesty in good health. King. But a miller yet? What I gave you was with a design pray, Sir John, why in the habit of to set you above the mean dependence of a trade for subsistence.

Sir John. Your majesty will pardon my freedom. Whilst my trade will support me, I am independent; and I look upon that to be more honourable in an Englishman, than any dependance whatsoever. I am a plain, blunt mau, and may possibly, some time or other, offend your majesty; and where, then, is my subsistence?

King. And dare you not trust the honour of a king?

Sir John. Without doubt I might trust your majesty very safely; but, in general, though the honour of kings ought to be more sacred, the humour of kings is like that of other men; and, when they please to change their mind, who shall dare to call their honour in question?

King, Sir John, you are in the right; and I an glad to see you maintain that noble freedom of

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Sir John. You shall hear. When I was only plain John Cockle, the miller of Mansfeld, a farmer's son, in the neighbourhood, made love to my daughter. He was a worthy, honest man. He loved my daughter sincerely; and, to all appearance, her affections were placed on him. I approved of the match, and gave him my consent. But when your majesty's bounty had raised my fortune and condition, my daughter, Kate, became Miss Kitty: She grew a fine girl, and was presently taken notice of by the young gentlemen of the country. Amongst the rest, Sir Timothy Flash, a young, rakish, extravagant knight, made his addresses to her; his title, his dress, his equipage, dazzled her eyes and her understanding; and fond, I suppose, of being made a lady, she despises and forsakes her first lover, the honest farmer, and is determined to marry this mad, wrong-headed knight.

King. And is this the occasion of your displeasure I should think you had rather cause to rejoice that she was so prudent. What! do you think it no advantage to your daughter, nor honour to yourself, to he allied to so great a man? Sir John. It may be an honour to be allied to a great man, when a great man is a man of honour; but that is not always the case. Besides, nothing that is unjust, can be either prudent or honourable: And the breaking her faith and promise with a man that loved, and every way deserved her, merely for the sake of a little vanity, or self-interest, is an action that I am ashamed my daughter could be guilty of.

King. Why, you are the most extraordinary man I ever knew: I have heard of fathers quarrelling with their children for marring foolishly for love; but you are so singular as to blame your's for marrying wisely for interest.

Sir John. Why, I may differ a little from the common practice of my neighbours

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more of this affair another time: but tell me how you like London? Your son Richard, I remember, gave a very satirical description of it; I hope you are better entertained.

Sir John. So we!l, that I assure your majesty, I am in admiration and wonder all day long. King. Ay! well, let us hear what it is you admire and wonder at.

Sir John. Almost every thing I see or hear of. When I see the splendour and magnificence in which some noblemen appear, I admire their riches; but when I hear of their debts, and their mortgages, I wonder at their folly. When I hear of a dinner costing an hundred pounds, I am surprised that one man should have so many friends to entertain; but when I am told, that it was made only for five or six squeamish lords, or piddling ladies, that eat not perhaps an ounce a-piece, I am quite astonished. When I hear of an estate of twenty or thirty thousand a year, I envy the man that has it in his power to do so much good, and wonder how he disposes of it; but when I am told of the necessary expences of a gentleman in horses and whores, and eating and drinking, and dressing and gaming, I am surprised that the poor man is able to live. In short, when I consider our publick credit, our honour, our courage, our freedom, our publick spirit, I am surprised, amazed, astonished, and confounded.

1st Cour. Is not this bold, sir? Sir John. Perhaps it may; but I suppose his majesty would not have an Englishman a coward? King. Far from it. Let the generous spirit of freedom reign unchecked: To speak his mind, is the undoubted right of every Briton; and be it the glory of my reign, that all my subjects enjoy that honest liberty. "Tis iny wish to redress all grievances; to right all wrongs: But kings, alas! are but fallible men; errors in government will happen, as well as failings in private life, and ought to be candidly imputed. And let me ask you one question, Sir John. Do you really think you could honestly withstand all the temptations that wealth and power would lay before you?

Sir John. I will not boast before your majes ty; perhaps I could not. Yet give me leave to say, the man, whom wealth or power can make a villain, is sure unworthy of possessing either. King. Suppose self-interest, too, should clash with publick duty?

Sir John. Suppose it should: "Tis always a

I hope your majesty does not, therefore, thinkman's duty to be just; and doubly his with me to blame?

King. No: Singularity in the right is never a crime. If you are satisfied your actions are just, let the world blush that they are singular.

whom the public trust their rights and liberties.

King, I think so; nay, he, who cannot scorn the narrow interest of his own poor self, to serve his country, and defend her rights, deSir John. Nay, and I am, perhaps, not so re- serves not the protection of a couutry to defend gardless of interest as your majesty may appre-his own; at least, should not be trusted with bend. It is very possible a knight, or even a the rights of other men. lord, may be poor as well as a farmer. No offence, I hope [Turning to the Courtiers. Cour. No, no, no. Impertinent fellow !

Aside. King. Well, Sir John, I shall be glad to hear

Sir John. I wish no such were ever trusted. King. I wish so, too: But how are kings to know the hearts of men?

Sir John. "Tis difficult indeed: yet something might be done.

King. What?

Sir John. The man whom a king employs, or a nation trusts, should be thoroughly tried. Examine his private character: Mark how he lives: Is he luxurious, or proud, or ambitious, or extravagant? avoid him: The soul of that man is mean; necessity will press him, and public fraud must pay his private debts. But if you find a man with a clear head, sound judgment, and a right honest heart-that is the man to serve both you and his country.

King. You're right; and such by me shall ever be distinguished. "Tis both my duty and my interest to promote them. To such, if I give wealth, it will enrich the public; to such, if I give power, the nation will be mighty; to such, if I give honour, I shall raise my own. But surely, Sir John, your's is not the language, nor the sentiments of a common miller; how, in a cottage, could you gain this superior wisdom? Sir John. Wisdom is not confined to palaces; nor always to be bought with gold. I read often, and think sometimes; and he who does that, may gain some knowledge, even in a cottage. As for any think superior, I pretend not to it. What I have said, I hope, is plain good sense; at least 'tis honest, and well meant.

King. Sir John, I think so; and, to convince you how much I esteem your plain-dealing and sincerity of heart, receive this ring as a mark of my favour.

Sir John. I thank your majesty.

King. Don't thank me now; at present I have business that must be dispatched, and will desire you to leave me before 'tis long I'll see you again.

Sir John. I wish your majesty a good night. [Exit. King. Well, my lords, what do you think of this miller?

1st Cour. He talks well: what he is in the bottom, I don't know.

2d Cour. I'm afraid not sound.

3d Cour. I fancy he's set on by somebody to impose upon your majesty with this fair shew of honesty.

1st Cour. Or is not he some cunning knave, that wants to work himself into your majesty's favour?

King. I have a fancy come into my head to try him; which I'll communicate to you, and put in execution immediately. An hour hence, my lords, I shall expect to see you at Sir John's.

[Exeunt.

ACT II.

SCENE I.-A Tavern.

SIR TIMOTHY FLASH, the Landlord, and
GREENWOOD.

Sir Tim. Honest Bacchus, how dost thou do? Land. Sir, I am very glad to see you; pray, when did you come to town?

Sir Tim. Yesterday; and on an affair that I shall want a little of your assistance in.

Land. Any thing in my power, you know, you may command.

Sir Tim. You must know then, I have an intrigue with a young lady that's just come to town with her father, and want an agreeable house to meet her at; can you recommend one to me?

Land. I can recommend you, sir, to the most convenient woman in all London. What think you of Mrs. Wheedle?

Sir Tim. The best woman in all the world: I know her very well; how could I be so stupid not to think of her? Greenwood, do you know where our country neighbour, Sir John Cockle, lodges?

Green. Yes, sir.

Sir Tim. Don't be out of the way then; I shall send a letter by you presently, which you must deliver privately into Miss Kitty's own hand. If she comes with you, I shall give you directions where to conduct her, and do you come back here and let me know.

Green. Yes, sir. Poor Kitty is it thus thy

falsehood to me is to be punished? I will prevent thy ruin, however. [Exit.

SIR TIMOTHY sings.

O the pleasing, pleasing, joys,
Which in women we possess !
O the raptures which arise!
They alone have power to bless!
Beauty smiling,
Wit beguiling,
Kindness charming,
Fancy warming,
Kissing, toying,
Melting, dying.
O the raptures which arise!
O the pleasing, pleasing joys!
Land. You are a merry wag.

Sir Tim. Marry, ay! why what is life without this letter, and then, honest Bacchus, we'll taste enjoying the pleasures of it? Come, I'll write what wine thou hast got. [Exeunt.

SCENE II.-A Room. MISS KITTY and MRS. STARCH. Kitty. But pray, Mrs. Starch, does all new fashions come up first at court?

Mrs. Starch. O, dear madam, yes. They do nothing else there but study new fashions. That's what the court is for: And we milliners, and tailors, and barbers, and mantua-makers, go there to learn fashions for the good of the public.

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