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LD. EUST. I fhall not come to you, to heal the wound : your medicines are too rough and coarfe for me.
FRAM. The foft poifon of flattery, might, perhaps, please you better.
LD. EUST. Your confcience may, probably, have as much need of palliatives, as mine, Mr. Frampton, as I am pretty well convinced, that your courfe of life, has not been more regular than my own.
FRAM. With true contrition, my lord, I confefs part of your farcafm, to be juft. Pleasure was the object of my purfuit, and pleasure I obtained, at the expence, both of health, and fortune: but yet, my lord, I broke not in upon the peace of others; the laws of hospitality, I never violated; nor did I ever feek to injure, or feduce, the wife or daughter of my friend.
LD. EUST. I care not what you did; give me the letters. FRAM. I have no right to keep, and therefore shall furrender them, though with the utmost reluctance; but, by our former friendship, I intreat you not to open them.
LD. EUST. That you have forfeited.
FRAM. Since it is not in my power to prevent your committing an error, which you ought, for ever, to repent of, I will not be a witness of it. There are the letters.
LD. EUST. You may, perhaps, have cause to repent your prefent conduct, Mr. Frampton, as much as I do our paft attachment.
FRAM. Rather than hold your friendship upon fuch terms, I refign it for ever. Farewel, my lord. Re-enter FRAMPTON.
FRAM. Ill treated as I have been, my lord, I find it impoffible to leave you furrounded by difficulties.
Lo. EUST. That fentiment fhould have operated sooner,
Mr. Frampton. Recollection is feldom of use to our friends, though it may fometimes be ferviceable to ourselves.
FRAM. Take advantage of your own expreffion, my lord, and recollect yourself. Born and educated as I have been, a gentleman, how have you injured both yourself and me, by admitting and uniting in the fame confidence, your rafcally fervant!
LD. EUST. The exigency of my fituation is a fufficient excufe to myself, and ought to have been fo to the man who called himself my friend.
FRAM. Have a care, my lord, of uttering the leaft doubt upon that fubject; for could I think you once mean enough to fufpect the fincerity of my attachment to you, it muft vanish at that inftant.
LD. EUST. The proofs of your regard have been rather painful of late, Mr. Frampton.
FRAM. When I see my friend upon the verge of a precipice, is that a time for compliment? Shall I not rudely rush forward, and drag him from it? Juft in that ftate you are at present, and I will strive to fave you. Virtue may languish in a noble heart, and fuffer her rival, vice, to ufurp her power; but baseness muft not enter, or fhe flies for ever. The man who has forfeited his own efteem, thinks all the world has the fame consciousness, and therefore is what he deferves to be, a wretch.
LD. EUST. Oh, Frampton! you have lodged a dagger my heart.
FRAM. No, my dear Euftace, I have faved you from one, from your own reproaches, by preventing your being guilty of a meannefs, which you could never have forgiven yourself.
LD. EUST. Can you forgive me, and be ftill my friend? Q 2 FRAM.
FRAM. As firmly as I have ever been, my lord.But let us, at prefent, haften to get rid of the mean bufinefs we are engaged in, and forward the letters we have no right to detain.
AND LOR D.
OW, my co-mates, and brothers in exile,
SCHOOL FOR RAKES.
Than that of painted pomp? are not these woods
Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
-Come, fhall we go, and kill us venifon!
LORD. Indeed, my Lord,
The melancholy Jaques grieves at that;
DUKE. But what faid Jaques?
Did he not moralize this spectacle ?
LORD. O yes, into a thousand fimiles,
'Tis right, quoth he, thus mifery doth part
The flux of company. Anon a careless herd,
"Ţis just the fashion; wherefore do you look
Upon that poor and broken bankrupt there?
DUKE. And did you leave him in this contemplation LORD. We did, my Lord, weeping and commenting Upon the fobbing deer.
DUKE. Show me the place;
I love to cope him in thefe fullen fits,
For then he's full of matter.
LORD. I'll bring you to him ftraight.
AND JAQUE S.
That your poor friend muft woo your company?
JAQ A fool, a fool ;- I met a fool i' th' foreft,
A motley fool; a miferable varlet!
As I do live by food, I met a fool,
Who laid him down and baik'd him in the fun,
Good morrow, fool, quoth I; No, Sir, quoth he,