Robin Hood A New Musical Entertainment |
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SCENE VIII.
Enter Glitter and Servants.Glitter.
Oh, there they are—good Mr. Graspall, you
Are strictly just, and to your Promise true.
What do you in yon wither'd Elder see,
That you prefer him to a Man like me?
Here I am come, Sir, to assert my Right,
We're four to two—tho' I choose not to fight.
[Aside.
R. Hood.
Wise Glitter, mark me; and old Father, here
To what I utter lend a patient Ear.
AIR.
I'll sing you a Song that will suit us all round;
The Tale may displease, yet the Moral is sound:
A Virgin as sweet as a Morning in May,
Once lov'd a young Shepherd (of Merit) they say.
The Tale may displease, yet the Moral is sound:
A Virgin as sweet as a Morning in May,
Once lov'd a young Shepherd (of Merit) they say.
But her Father refus'd him, for he had not got Gold,
As Av'rice too often will cleave to the Old;
To a Coxcomb he'd give her, well furnish'd with Pence,
Who had ev'ry Endowment—save Honour and Sense.
As Av'rice too often will cleave to the Old;
To a Coxcomb he'd give her, well furnish'd with Pence,
Who had ev'ry Endowment—save Honour and Sense.
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But bold Robin Hood, in a lucky Disguise,
Impos'd on the Wretch, tho' he saw with four Eyes;
And you, Master Pert-one, take this for a Rule,
No Woman of Spirit will stoop to a Fool.
Impos'd on the Wretch, tho' he saw with four Eyes;
And you, Master Pert-one, take this for a Rule,
No Woman of Spirit will stoop to a Fool.
And thus, Sir, not having detain'd you too long,
I hope I may merit your Thanks for my Song:
If you do not like it, on others I'll call;
Come, trip o'er the green Sword, my merry Men all.
I hope I may merit your Thanks for my Song:
If you do not like it, on others I'll call;
Come, trip o'er the green Sword, my merry Men all.
Enter Scarlet, John, and Foresters, and seize all the Men.
R. Hood.
Seize these two Wretches, while I step aside,
And fetch a Husband for my chosen Bride.
[Exit.
Graspall.
Ah, would the Earth would swallow me, I'm wild,
My shameful Av'rice has undone my Child.
Clarinda.
Unhappy me, to live to see this Day;
But those ne'er prosper who their Loves betray.
Glitter
to Primrose.
All this I owe to your officious Care,
A Chambermaid's the Devil every where.
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Clarinda.
Is this my kind Father?
A Tyrant, say rather,
The Cause of a Daughter's Undoing:
Primrose.
O very wise Master!
To bring this Disaster
On those who foresaw it was Ruin.
Grasp.
[aside.]
Shall I sooth her, or huff her?
Pr.
[weeping.]
My Virtue will suffer,
That still has defy'd each Pursuer.
Glitter.
How can I dissemble!
Like an Aspin I tremble:
Ah! I'm an unfortunate Wooer.
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