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SCENE V.
A field of battle—King Artipadiades, Doctor Bolus, and soldiers.King.
Thus have our arms with victory been crown'd,
And sundry rebels, whom the devil confound,
Have sorely been discomfited, or slain.
Enter a Guard.
Guard.
My Leige, the Gen'ral Scaramoucho's ta'en.
King.
Rare news!—to night he shall with Pluto sup—
Conduct him here, and let me—blow him up!
[Exit guard.
Bolus, is all prepared?
Bolus.
Quite snug and clean,
Fair Mopsa, Maid of Honour to the Queen,
Who with an eye of passion looks upon
Your faithful subject, for she has but one,
A pill dropp'd in her liquor, heav'n preserve us!
Which Doctor Diddle'um calls Anti-nervous.
King.
You are the best of Doctors! by this light,
And shall be well rewarded, honour bright!
Enter Scaramoucho in chains, guarded.
Ha, slave!—
Scara.
I scorn your words! behold these fetters,
Usurper!
King.
Pray, be civil to your betters!
I am the King, your master.
Scara.
What am I—
A soldier—
King.
And a traitor—
Scara.
That's a lie!
King.
I cannot in my kingdom find his brother
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Scara.
That's another!
King.
Prepare a dungeon—does the rascal mutter?
As narrow as the Black Hole at Calcutta;
There let him lie, depriv'd of light and air,
A little bread and water be his fare;
And, as he's whisper'd to our Queen some fine tales,
First cool his courage with a cat-o'-nine-tails;
Confine him close within our prison's borders,
His jobbernowl shall wait for further orders.
[Exeunt Scaramoucho and Guards.
To feast were now the wisest plan, I think;
Heroes, like us, should sometimes eat and drink:
I'm grown quite sharp, no reason can be stronger;
And see no fun in fasting any longer.
[Exeunt omnes.
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