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Dramatis Per&nse, 
 
 JUPITER, 
 
 NEPTUNE, 
 
 APOLLO, 
 
 MARS, 
 
 PLUT US, 
 
 VULCAN, 
 
 MERCURY, 
 
 MOMUS, 
 
 Mr. Milward, 
 Mr. Morgan, 
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 Mrs: QantrelU 
 
 JUNO, 
 VENUS, 
 
 A Minifter of FATE. 
 
 The SCENE h in the Avenues of the 
 Court of D EST IN V. 
 
 ■ V" i.--v • lift . •" • ; t 1 
 
 ^ i >•.- v aj •• 0c ';~ f -.-r 
 
 INTRO 
 
INTRODUCTION. 
 
 PLAYER and GENfLEMAN. 
 
 Player. P jffl H E Thought it felf was entirely new, 
 1 and the Succefs indeed very Extraordi- 
 nary. 
 
 G<?/z/. Sir, I was my felf an Eye-wicnefs of it, be* 
 ing in France when this Piece firft appear'd on the 
 Stage, and faw it reprefented feveral Nights with a 
 considerable (hare of Pleafure, which put , me Upon 
 rendering it into EngUJb. In this Performance I have 
 taken the Liberty of turning the Fables, which were 
 Spoke in France, into Ballads to be Sung, and have 
 heighten'd feveral of the Scenes by the Addition of o* 
 ther Ballads , fuitable to the prefent Tafte of the 
 Town, In ihort, I have made that an Englijh Opera, 
 which was but a French Farce. 
 
 Player. Your Alterations are, I think, very judicious^ 
 and mud add a Spirit to the Performance. 
 
 Gent. Such as it is, 1 {hall be proud if it be of Ser- 
 vice to you. I can plead no Merit in this Affair, but 
 wholly depend on the Good-nature of the Audience : 
 If I fail to pleafe, I hope I may efcape Cenfure, fince 
 it is fome kind of Merit even to Attempt it. And as 
 I always found you ready to encourage the Mufes,^ I 
 have p.refented you with this Piece, and heartily wifli 
 it may prove to your Satisfaction. 
 
 Player, 
 
INTROtVCTION. 
 
 Player. I perceive your Scene is in the Poetical O- 
 tympusy and your Perfors are introdue'd under the I- 
 magmary Characters of the Heathen Gods. 
 
 Gent. 'Tis true, Sir* but thofe Ancient Fi&iohs and 
 Characters are fo accommodated, as to Expofe and Ri- 
 dicule the Vices and Follies of the prefent Age. 
 
 Player. Well, 1 wifli your Satyr may not give Of- 
 fence. 
 
 Gent. Impoflible ; fince it expofes Vice in general, 
 and is levell'd at no particular Perfons. Befidcs, He 
 that takes the Satyr makes it. 
 
 Player. And fo this may properly be faid to be the 
 Opera of the Gods. 
 
 'Right, Sir! — -And I wifli you may get as 
 much by the Gods as you did by the Beggars. Th6' 
 1 have no Proportion of Merit. 
 
 Player. I thank you* Sir, for your good Intention?, 
 and muft corifefs £ never receive a greater Pleafure 
 than when I am exhibiting fomething New; my 
 chief Study being how to divert the Town, to whofe 
 generous Encouragement 1 (land fo highly indebted. 
 
 Gent. Your Obligations are indeed very great. And 
 tho' I have no particular Intercft in this Affair, nor do 
 I put my Self on the Lift of -Poets, yet I own I feel 
 a great deal of Concern in appearing in this Man- 
 ner before a Nation who are fo great Matters of Wit 
 and Humour. 
 
 « Player, We mufl: rely on their Indulgence. B«t let 
 us retire, the A&ors are impatient to know theifFa&e. 
 
 i ' t , j ..... .,. ..... ^ ^ 
 
 Momus 
 
M o mu s turn d FabuM 
 
 A C T I. S C B N E. I. 
 
 Enter Jupiter and MomuSa 
 Ju-piifi r, walking about very thought fuL 
 A I R I. Of all Comforts I mifcarry'd. 
 
 OF all Plagues, and Pleafures, common 
 To Mankind, the Chief is Woman, 
 Gods, like Mortals, prone to Roving, 
 Feel the Pangs and Blifs of Loving. 
 I, Supreme of Deities, 
 2? Juno wedded, Venus prize ; 
 Venus' Charms provoke L)efires$ 
 Jealous Juno damps Love's Fires : 
 T/f Antidote of Nuptial Life 
 A Miftrefs ix 3 its Bane a Wife. 
 Oh Juno! B Mom, 
 
i Momus ttirrtd FabuTtJl^ or, 
 
 Mom. [Over-hearing him.'] What can be the 
 meaning of that Exclamation, trow ! Is Jupiter 
 making amorous Addrefles to his Wife at kft? 
 that wou'd be a Metamorphofis indeed ! 
 
 Jupit. O Venus! 
 
 Mom. [Again over -hearing him] Ay, there's 
 
 the true Goddefs of your Heart— • For thefe 
 
 fix Months — (I think 'tis thereabout^ fince this 
 bewitching Venus fprang out of the Sea — ) there 
 has been aftrange Diforder in all our Divine Nod- 
 dles. The Inhabitants of Olympus are fo dreft 
 out that there s no knowing 'em again by their 
 Habits. We have nothing but their feveral kinds 
 of Folly to diftinguifli them by. 
 
 
 AIR II. Pu 
 ... m 
 
 mil Tune. 
 
 in 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Gay Follfs Glafs 
 
 Reflecls the Face 
 Of High-born,, Rich and Low % 
 
 A Shew of State 
 
 Attracts the Great ; 
 A Gaudy Drefi y the Beau. 
 
 In the Jilt) Coquette, and Prude, 
 
 Is firong Deceit, 
 
 Ajfe&ed Hate, 
 And formal Coynefs viewed: 
 
 Where 
 
Vulcan'* Wedding. 
 
 Where Virtue fails , 
 Vice prevails^ 
 (JVifdom flown) 
 Folly's Jhown, 
 Ev'ry long- loft Shame's renewed. 
 
 jupit. Oh, pray, you Momus^ you that approve 
 
 of nothing j fay * Can you help owning that 
 
 Venus is the moft charming Deity in the World? 
 Do's not ihc eclipfe all the Beauties of my Court, 
 by the Brightnefs of her Eyes? 
 
 Mom. And by her way of rolling 'em. 
 
 Jupit. No 5 nothing can be compared to the 
 Charms of Venus! 
 
 Mom. No 5 nothing can be compar'd to the In- 
 conftancy of Jupiter! 
 
 Jupit. Oh, how I repent of my marrying Juno! 
 In the name or Wonder, what cou'd induce me 
 to fubmit to' the Yoak of a Marrage for Ei-sirnky ? 
 What a Bondage ! What a Slavery ! 
 
 Mom. 'Tis the Gailies with a witness ! — -T, 
 pray, what majg your BuGnefs be here in : Ave- 
 nues to the Court of Deftiny? Do ye come to 
 move h ; n for a Separation? That (mall Comf >ru 
 at leaft ought to be referved for the Gods, and-de- 
 ny'd to Men: They., forfooth, alone enjoy the 
 glorku; Privileges of Widowhood. 
 
 Jupit. What troubles me, isn't the putting a- 
 way my Wife- — — 
 
 Mom. No, really, that neexl not trouble you 
 much 5 for, bating the Formality of it, poor Ju- 
 no is pretty well put away already. I think you 
 have had feparate Beds for .thefe four or five Thou- 
 fand Years. 
 
 Jupit. She's apt to be Sick. 
 
 Mom. So wcu'd any Wife, of fuch Ufage. 
 
 B % Jupit. 
 
4 Momus twrid Fabulifl; or, 
 
 Jupit. Every one of the Gods that are (ingle* 
 fired with the Charms of Venus^ defire her Tor a 
 
 Wife. 
 
 Mom. And every one of the married Gods for a 
 Miftrefs. Might not a Way be found out, think 
 ye, to reconcile this Matter? 
 
 Jupit. I put it off, becaufe I am fenfible of the 
 Confequences. The main Queftion is not, Who 
 Venus fhall have for a Husband? but Whether fhe 
 is to be a Goddefs of the Sea, or of Heaven? 
 'Till that's decided, the Fair One is kept by way 
 of Sequeftration, in the Court of Deftiny : I have 
 not yet ventur'd to confuk him about this Affair 5 
 but if it is abfolutely decreed that the Goddefs 
 rriuft marry, I determine to give her to Juno's Son 9 
 Vulcan. 
 
 Mm. O, the wife Determination! and fo like 
 tfie Author! 
 
 Jupit. Tho' I had rather flie fliou'd continue a 
 
 Maid. 
 
 Mom. Continue a Maid, and be Jupiter's Mi- 
 ftrefs— — — [Laughing* 
 
 Jup. \_Angry7\ Do you know, Sir, that I am 
 quite tired with your impertinent Reflections? 
 
 Mom. And yet you are not tired with giving 
 Occafion for them. 
 
 Jupit. All the Gods in general complain of your 
 Tongue. 
 
 Mom. And I am delighted with theirs. It fur- 
 nifhes mine with Matter of Merriment. 
 
 Jupit. You make it the Bufinefs of your Malice 
 to ridicule even Me, and have done fo for an in- 
 finite number of Ages. , 
 
 Mom. And yet I have not done half my Work. 
 
 Jupit. Monftrous Infolence! Take notice, I 
 charge you not to fpeak any more, either of Me, 
 
 or 
 
u L c A W adding. f 
 
 or any other of the Gods, neither Good nor 
 Evil/ 
 
 Mom. As for Good, I fhall obey you moft pun- 
 ctually. 
 
 Jupit. There's no bearing this But hold-— 
 
 What has the Minifter of Defliny to fay to me ? 
 
 SCENE It 
 
 Entsr a Minifter of Deftiny. 
 
 Minift. O Jupiter! Deftiny % my Mafter and 
 yours, commands you to attend him immediately, 
 becaufe this Day he means to determine the Re- 
 fidence and Husband of Venus. 
 
 Jupit. My humble Service to Deftiny^ and I'll 
 Wait on him. [Exit Minifter, 
 
 SCENE III 
 
 Jupiter and Momus, 
 
 Mom. So — Madam Venus' $ Coquettry is now 
 at its laft Gafp. Ever fince {he has been in 
 Heav'n, in Expectation of a better Thing, {he 
 has fo amus'd all the Gods, one with a languiuV 
 ing Look, and another with a Smile, that every 
 one of 'em thinks himfelf the Favourite. Nov/ 
 this mortifies me> I wou'd fain diftinguifli the 
 Unhappy among this Crowd of Lovers, that 
 I might charitably condole with the poor 
 Wretches 5 Perhaps you, Mafter Jupiter^ may 
 ftand in need of that kind Office, when you 
 come from having Audience of Deftiny. 
 
 Jupit. What, again! 
 '■ Mom. An arduous Affair, this! to fix a Co- 
 quette ! 'tis the Magnum Qpus itfelf ! 
 
 B j AIR 
 
jjf Momus turifd Fabulifli or, 
 
 AIR III. Some fay Women are like 
 the Winds. 
 
 To flop an Arrow's fwift Career^ 
 
 Imprifon Winds, or Monfters fight, 
 Out-run the ninible- footed Deer, 
 Or four above an Eagle's Flight ; 
 Thefe Tasks feem eafy, when compared 
 To thofe by young Coquettes prepared. 
 To Love } Hate $ 
 Advance j Retreat ; 
 Be free, and yet enfnafd. 
 fie free, &c. 
 
 Jupit. [Mufing^] Venus feems to give a Gucfiat 
 my Defign. 
 
 Mom. Won't you have a little Tiff with a 
 Comb, before you go to Defttny\ ? You'll cer~ 
 tainly find Venus there : When a fine Woman 
 has a Caufe to try, fhe feldom fails to appear in 
 Court : She fometirnes has more Influence than 
 her Council. 
 
 Jupit. [Jfide, iW aloud.] I'm afraid Defliny 
 ^ill run counter to my Views — — 
 
 Mom. 
 
V u l C a n V Wedding. 7 
 
 Mom. Get y&/2<? to folicit for ye. 
 Jupit. Momus^ this is intolerable ! 
 Mom. I did but name his Wife, and fee what a 
 Rage he's in ! 
 
 Jupit. 'Tis too "much $ you abufe my Patience.— • 
 
 AIR* iy, Hay-makers Dance, in Fan ft us.. 
 
 Since my bearing 
 
 tempts your Daring 
 To ajfume a Right to prate ^ 
 
 Shou'd your tongue, > 
 
 Speak right or wrongs 
 Concerning Aclions of the Great y 
 
 Ipt.be Reafon, 
 
 {Out of Seafon) 
 Tou Jhall my Refentment bear; 
 
 lpt be Malice , 
 
 Slaves in Gallies 
 Shan't be punijh'd more fevere. 
 
 But depend upon it, if I hear that between This 
 and To-morrow you drop one fingle Satyrical 
 Word, not only againft Me, but even againft: the 
 meaneftGod in Heav'n, allure your felf, Til im- 
 mediately barufh you the Skies for ever - y I fwear 
 by Styx 9 I will. Adieu j remember I once drove out 
 
 B 4 Apollo 
 
$ Momus turtfd Fahulifti or, 
 
 Jpollo from Olympus^ and that he Was forced to 
 keep Sheep for a living. \Exit* 
 
 SCENE IV ; 
 
 Momus alone. 
 
 'Sblews! I think he fwore by Styx] this is no 
 jefting matter, 'faith! when a God has once fwore 
 by Styx he can't break his Qath, tho' it were 
 made to a Miftrefs. A fine dilemma I'm under : 
 to be banifh'd for ever from Heaven, or to live 
 four and twenty Hours without one bit of Scan- 
 dal, Intolerable ! But Jupiter only forbids me 
 
 talking Satyrically he allows me to think. 
 
 Let us think then 'but how the dickens mall 
 
 one bring out ones Thoughts without fpeaking? 
 
 • Umph. I have it. A new contrivance 
 
 lucky and convenient- I'll invent Fables — 
 
 I'll mention none of the Gods by Name* but will 
 borrow for them the Names of Men, or Beads, 
 
 'tis all the fame thing 'Tis refolv'd : I'll e'en 
 
 turn Fabulift, fince I'm forc'd to't. I have but 
 this one way to eafe my Spleen, and evade the 
 cruel Law that's impos'd on me. I'm admirably 
 well polled here for the Bufinefs I've undertaken: 
 All the Gods and GoddeHes,dniwn either by Love 
 or Curiofity, will not fail to be at the Court of 
 Deftiny to-day, and this is the principal Avenue 
 to it. O what a fight of Fables mall I pour 
 forth r I {hall need no Preface to fwell my Rook, 
 
 SCENE 
 
Vulcan'* Wedding. p 
 
 SCENE V. 
 
 Enter Mercury. 
 
 Merc, \_dftde'] From being Jupiter's Pimp, I'm 
 become his Rival : I'm not the firfi: that has re- 
 conciled thefe two Employments. 
 
 Mom. V Afide7\ Mere's Mercury, and I am under 
 a prohibition of Scandal ! This is what you call a 
 Trial, 1 think! 
 
 Merc. Morrow, Momus. 
 
 Mom. Morrow, Mercury. What News? 
 
 Merc I never knew Jupiter fo deep in Love. 
 
 Mom, Nor fo ouf i I had well-nigh 
 
 blurted out a Truth ftark naked 5 whereas I'm ob^ 
 lig'd to cloathe All that comes into my Head all 
 this Day. What a deal of Drapery it will coft 
 
 SCENE VI. 
 
 Enter Neptune* 
 
 Nept. \_Afide!] I'm refolv'd to get betimes to 
 
 the Court of Deftiny, and to — [aloud7\ Ha ! 
 
 ha! what can the fincere Momus be doing here 
 with my Nephew Mercury, who is an arrant 
 Cheat ? 
 
 Merc. My Uncle Neptune don't flatter his- Ne- 
 phews : I'll fay that for him, and a fig for him. 
 
 Mom. Hail to the God of the Sea! 
 
 Nept. Good Morrow, Momus. But you, Nephew 
 - Mercury, pray tell me, does my Brother Jupiter 
 intend always to live at this rate with his Wife, 
 and to gallant Fenus^ho in all likely hood is to be 
 mine, ha? 
 
 Mom. 
 
io Mom us turned Fabulijt -> or, 
 
 Mom. Shall I tell you the truth ? Your Brother 
 
 is an arrant [flopping him/elf] You love her 
 
 hugely then, this fame Venus, do you ? 
 
 Nept. Not without good Reafon : fhe has fome 
 particular Regards for me. 
 
 Mom. What may thofe Regards be, pray now? 
 
 Nept. Oh ! we Sea-folk know how to be dif- 
 crete. It wou'd be a pretty thing indeed if the 
 God of Full cou'd not tell when to be mute. 
 
 Merc. It is an eafy thing for one to be difcretc 
 that has nothing to tell. 
 
 Nept. You're upon the pump 5 are you? You're 
 a Knave, Nephew mine, you're a Knave * Mo- 
 mm will fay the fame. 
 
 Mem. Excufe me, excufe me, I have made a 
 fmall lying Match $ till To-morrow you fliallhear 
 roe praife all the World. 
 
 Nept. I'faith Momus grows an honeft. Fellow, 
 and I love him for't; I find he'll approve the Pre- 
 tenfions I have to the Heart and Hand of Venus. 
 And indeed who can difpute my Right to 'em ? 
 She's a Goddefs born in my Dominions, and I am 
 her legal Guardian. 
 
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 «<f Guardian whofe Ward is a Beauty ^ 
 
 Does Per/on and Fortune poffefs % 
 Impofes Obedience as Duty, 
 
 And woo's her, ajfur'd of Succefs. 
 Fho' Venus is free from my Power , 
 
 Tet having been under my Care 9 
 I'll be an afjiduous Wooer, 
 
 And never of Conqueft defpair. 
 
 Mom. You are Fenus's Guardian, and wou'd 
 marry her ? 
 
 Nept. Ay certainly. 
 
 Mom. 
 
ii MoMtrs turtfd FabuUfi j or, 
 
 Mom. You fliall have my handfel as a Fabulift; 
 pray give Ear to a fmall Fable, 'Squire Neptune, 
 'Tis cali'd The Salmon Guardian. 
 
 The SALMON GUARDIA N. 
 
 AIR VI. Maidens as frefli as a Rofe. 
 
 An Eel of a beautiful hue 
 
 Was under a Salmon'* tuition 
 Who claim? d the fair Fijh as his due, 
 
 Nor dream" } d of an Oppojition. 
 T'he Eel, by a Sturgeon belov'd, 
 
 Difdain d her fond Guardian 's Paffion^ 
 And to her young Lover rov*d, 
 
 And gratified Inclination* 
 The Salmon inrag'd, did apply. 
 
 To a «SV^-Wolf, a Judge among Fijhes, 
 Who heard him, and made this Reply, 
 
 No Law can controul Maidens Wijhes, 
 
 Merc, [to Neptune] Pray, Uncle, how d'ye like 
 this Fable? 
 Nept. 'Tis a very impertinent one, 
 
 Merc, 
 
V u L c A n'j Wedding. r $ 
 
 Afcnr. And why do ye take the Salmon's part? 
 'Twas a foolifliBeaft of a Fifh to think the Name 
 of Guardian has any Sympathy with that of 
 Lover. 
 
 AIR VII. Hark, Hark, the Cock crows. 
 
 HI 
 
 A Guardian commands^ 
 
 A Lover, intreats - 9 
 Think which the kind Fair will mofifavoitr 
 
 One holds her in Bonds, 
 ft' nt her lies at her Feet, ■ 
 
 And to fxee her, woifd do his Endeavour. 
 
 The Maid's at no Lofs 
 ■ - How to fix' a right Choice, 
 Between Anguijh, and amorous ' BUJes -, 
 
 "The Guardian is banijWd, 
 The Lovers Fears vanijfh'd, 1 
 
 Succefs crowns the end of his JVifies, 
 
 Mom. Be informed, Mr. Salmon, that the Title- 
 to Love mult be found in the Heart of the Ohiecr 
 beiov'd: there it is that Cupid keeps his Recoil . 
 
1 6 Momus turrid FabuUfi ; or ^ 
 The BRAGGING FOX. 
 
 AIR IX. Blowzahella, my Bouncing Doxy. 
 
 Reynard, aiming at the fubduing ' 
 
 A famous She-Mo*, lov'd by moft $ 
 Out of the common way of Wooing, 
 
 thus his Talents began to boaft. 
 take me, Reynard ine, Im a Lover 
 
 That can Lye, For/wear and Cheat ', 
 Til vow Conftancy, yet be a Rover ; 
 
 Sure fuch Goodnefs will make me Grext. 
 No Vices or Follies can reigy, 
 
 But I ' praclife them all with Succefs y 
 All Aclions of Virtue difdain : 
 
 Now your Sentiments freely exprefs. 
 Hence begone, thou Foe to Virtue, ' 
 
 In a Heat, cries RQ^mrdme > 
 Goodnefs ever will defert you, 
 
 Who to vicious AUs incline. 
 Could you think to engage my fond Hearty 
 
 By fhewing Defiruclion in View ? 
 When next your falfe Love you'd impart 5 
 
 Be fure by an Advocate <wooe. 
 
 Nept* 
 
V u l c a n '$ ffleddwg. if 
 
 &ept. I think the Fox is much better relifht 
 than the Salmon. What fay you, Nephew ? 
 
 Merc. I fay 1 fay I have not time to be in a 
 
 Paffion. Til e'en go to Venus* 
 
 Nept. As God of the Confidants, ha ! 
 
 [Mercury goes out, and Neptune follows him. 
 
 Mom. Where are you running, Matter Neptune ? 
 
 Nept. To my Pupil, to my Pupil. I'm afraid , 
 this Pox fhou'd fnap the Pullet. [Exit. 
 
 SCENE VII. 
 
 Momus alone. 
 
 Mom. So far^ fo good 5 a rare Invention to e* 
 vade Jupiter's Prohibition ! They'll fay perhaps my 
 
 Fables are nothing but Satyrs But is not Satyr 
 
 inftru&ive and diverting at the fame time? 'egad, 
 let who will make your mufty Moral Fables for 
 
 me; I hope, I fhali never be fo dull -But 
 
 here come a Brace of rare Chaps, Plutus and Vul- 
 can. A couple of pretty Beafts for a Fable ! 
 
 SCENE VIIL 
 
 Enter Plutus and Vufcatt.' 
 
 Vulc. [to Plutus*] I'faith, Brother Plutus, you 
 are as blind o' your Under ftanding, as you are o* 
 your Eyes. 
 
 Plut. In troth, Matter Vulcan, your Wit hob- 
 bles as much as your Feet. 
 
 Mm. \Afidef\ Heyo^y \ Plutus and Vulcan pre* 
 tend to be witty ! Since Jupiter has forbidden me 
 to ufe my Talent of Rallery, I fuppofe the reft 
 of the Gods pra&ife it by way of Proxy. 
 
 C 
 
 Vulc, 
 
1 8 Momus turned Fabulifi ; or f 
 
 Vulc. [to Plutus.] Deftiny is too wife to give 
 P'enus to you - y if flie wanted Cloaths indeed, he 
 might employ you to furnifli her. , 
 
 Plut, Deftiny is too wife to marry Venus with- 
 out her Confentj and I believe you know the 
 Power that Plutus has over the Fair Sex : if you 
 don't, Momus will inform you 5 he's a Plain- 
 dealer. 
 
 Mom. I'm under a Command tat prefent not to 
 be fo : fo your Godfhips are perfe&ly fafe. 
 
 Plut. Why, MomuS) this poor beggarly Matter 
 of the Cyclops pretends to difpute Venus' Hand 
 with me j with Me, who am more Lord of the 
 Univerfe than Jupiter himfelf, fince he is wor- 
 ihip'd for nothing but to obtain my Favours thro* 
 his means j with Me, who am more the Mafter of 
 all Hearts than Love himfelf, fince he wou'd fail 
 of every Conqueft he attempts, but for the Gol- 
 den Shafts which he is furnifh'd with out of my 
 Strong-Box. Have you not obferv'd how I am 
 courted by all the Ladies- 
 
 Vulc. That underftand Arithmetick. 
 
 Plutl This poor limping Godlin prefumes to 
 put himfelf upon a Foot with me, who without 
 difpute am the beft of any of the Gods in Equi- 
 page > who have fo tpany Slaves both Black and 
 White j fo many Tawnies in the Kingdom of 
 Peru. 
 
 AIR 
 
Vulcan^ Wedding. i 9 
 
 JSR > D2 $k A*- V./ 
 
 A I R X. Woman's Work is never done. >, 35™; 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 i 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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 1 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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 To enjoy the Blifs of Freafure 
 
 Mortals fpend their Lives in Toils-, 
 Men in Power feel its Pleafure, 
 
 Cbafteft Maidens it beguiles. 
 Riches make the Ugly pretty r 
 
 And the wrinkled Hag look young 5 
 yuftice Blinds 5 makes Fools feem witty 5 
 
 Riches conquer , right or wrong. 
 
 With Me* whofe Pocket-Book is worth a 
 hundred of Apollo's. 
 
 Vulc. Ay now you have faid fomething indeed* 
 Plufus. 
 
 Mom. Now you talk of Apollo's Pocket- Book, 
 d' ye know that I am turn'd Poet ? 
 
 Plui. Momus turn'd Poet! 'ware Lampoons. 
 
 Mom. Will you fee a fample of my Poetical 
 Vein, Maftcr Plutus ? 
 
 Pint. Out with it, out with it 5 I have a tafte 
 in every thing, 1* for I buy of every thing. He 
 wants nothing that don't want Money 5 he has 
 Jewels, Furniture, good Cheer, Wit— — 
 
 Vulc. One may fee plain enough, that you pay 
 dear for yodr Wit, you're fo fparing of it. 
 
 C z Mom. 
 
26 M omits tar rid Fdbutift ; or, 
 
 Mom. Peace, Vulcan you ileal froM me. Hearkert* 
 Mjnd the Sample 1 told yc of.j 'us Old 
 
 Baboon ftript. 
 
 The OLD BABOON7?r/>f. 
 
 AIR XI. She wou'd not die a Maid 
 
 ,/f# O/af Baboon <?/ Mien y 
 Having long time a Courtier been^ JSIA* 
 ftr^p Revolutions feen y 
 Yimajs-d up Wealth great Store.. 
 'Boat Magnet draws him many Friends y sS 
 Whom {Courtier like) he condefcends 
 • STl? promife^ wkaP he ne'er intends ^ 
 Or never thinks on more. 
 
 II. 
 
 They in return his Levee grace*, 
 
 Jncl praift y his Wit^ his Shape dhd'*Fa.ce:y 
 
 Each hopes to gain fome pretty Place % 
 
 But mark how Fate devised : 
 An Order came from Court one day % 
 Jo take his Ill-got Wealth away, 
 *£hen {like the Feather-borrow d Jay^ 
 Divefted) he's defpis'd. 
 Vu\c. [Looking *f Rutus] Ha, ha, # ha ! lhall I 
 fetch Signer Flatus a Looking-glafs ? does he 
 know his own Face when he fees it? Plut. 
 
'ioim' - V pifAN ^ Wedding. 2 1 
 
 Pooh ! why 'tis not rrrc this Fable alludes 
 to, I can't fee my own Face there indeed, 
 
 Vulc. That's none of Momus's fault. 
 
 Mom. [AJide^ Stupid Dolt ! Thefe great rich 
 Rogues, with being conftanrly tickl'd with Flat* 
 tery and Champaign, grow fa dull that they huve 
 no jsrore taite for an Epigram, than they have for 
 Burgundy: Nothing but mere Brandy -Satyr 
 Will make them feel - — — 
 
 Plut. Take mf Advice, hdneft Vulcan \ go home 
 to your Forge, and meddle no more with Love $ 
 it don't fit well upon you at all. 
 
 Vulc. I own it fits' no better upon me than it 
 does upon you. I do my felf Jufticej I know 
 very well I'm no Beauty. However, lame as I 
 am, Imayhappen to marry Venus in fpite of your 
 Beard, your Golden Beard. 
 
 AIR XII. When the Kine had given a Painfull. 
 
 Tht? I boafl no blooming Graces^ 
 In my Per/on, or my Mind** 
 Love views by prifmatic Glafes 9 
 And may various Beauties find : 
 Women's Fancies % 
 Like Romances^ 
 Many Revolutions flow, 
 the Fools (defpifd) 
 Are often priz'd, 
 The Wife are anfwer'd, No, Ho, no, Sec. 
 Plut. You are very fanguine. 
 Fulc. I have no Strong- Box s but I have Jupi- 
 C 5 U f % 
 
ik Momus turned Fabulijl ; or, 
 
 iter's Favour : he has promis'd to make me Venuf* 
 
 Husband. 
 
 Mom. \ L Afide.~\ Bccaufe he has a mind to be her 
 Gallant. — \jo them.'] Since Jupiter is your 
 Friend, I'll prefent you with a new Fable of mine. 
 
 Vulc. But pray let it be intelligible. 
 
 Mom. Oh it (hall be as plain as the Nofe on 
 your Face, 'Tis the Ass married for. a Cover. 
 
 The ASS married for a Cover . 
 AIR XIII. Under the Greenwood Tree. 
 
 m 
 
 jf gallant Steed fell deep in Love 
 
 With a young and fprightly Mare, 
 Who foon his Paffion did approve, 
 And equal Ardour fijare. 
 In foft Amours 
 They pafs'd their Hours 5 
 c fill fearing lofs of Fame, 
 It was agreed, 
 She floou'&be wed, 
 ST' avoid impending Shame-. 
 
 II. 
 
 The Steed perpwades the filly Afs 
 7*o make this Mare his Bride 3 
 He fond to wed a Beauty was,, 
 And foon the Knot was ty y d - 9 
 "The Lovers too 
 Ttyeir Joys renew. 
 Which take a firmer Root , 
 
Vulcan^ Wedding. 
 
 With blifsful Toil, 
 my plant Love's Soil * 
 The Husband reaps the Fruit. 
 
 Vulc. [laugbing.~] Well, what's all this to the 
 purpofe ? 
 
 Plut. How clearly does Vulcan prove the Juft- 
 nefs of this Fable, when he is fo ftupid, as not to 
 know who the Afs means 
 
 Vulc. No more an Afs than your felf, Mr. PIu- 
 tus\ there are more AfTes among your Ufurers 
 than among my Blackfmiths. But you may jeft 
 your fill,youTt fee me Venus's Husband for all that. 
 
 Plut. In nine Months time then (maybe) we 
 may have Ears to meafure, that may not be quite 
 fo long and fo flapping as Mafter Grizzle's. 
 
 Fulc. Meafure your Heart out, if you will 5 I 
 know nothing of your Meafuring, not I. Adieu, 
 honed Momus j I'm afraid Venus won't know what 
 to do with her Self, 'till I am with her. 
 
 AIR XIV. Slaves to London^ ?Jc. 
 
 Vulc. Should my Hopes fucceed with Venus, 
 Happy Hours will pafs between us ': 
 
 Plut. Rather fay y Unhappy Tears, 
 Of unauiet jealous Fears. 
 
 I have far fuperior Merit. 
 Vulc. Tet I'll Venus' Charms inherit. 
 Plut. To fupplant me' in my Love^ * 
 
 Fatal to your Peace will prove. 
 
 C4 ' 
 
 [Exeunt. 
 
 Mom* 
 
z 4 M o m us turned Fabutijl or, 
 
 Mom. [Laughing.~] That Fear is admirably well 
 grounded, truly ! I rnuft needs follow Vulcan-, his 
 manner of quieting the tender Concern he thinks 
 he has rais'd in Fenus^s Heart may chance to furnifli 
 me with a very Angular Fable. [Exit< 
 
 SCENE IX. 
 
 Enter Juno. 
 
 Juno. It is certainly the greateft Plague that can 
 befal a virtuous Goddefs, as I am, to have a Li- 
 bertine for a Husband. Since the Birth of that 
 Coquet, Ferns, I have not had one Hour's Peace. 
 All the Gods have loft the little Wit they had, for 
 Love of her 5 and my Rake, Jupiter , is at the Head 
 of the Fafliion j but I will :fo rattle him for't — * 
 Tho' he carries that in his Hand, that makes O- 
 lympu-Sy I have that in my Head, which will ma&e 
 him tremble. Oh Love! OJealoufy! 
 
 AIR XV. See yonder where flie lies. 
 
 Love, O Love ! I feel thy Dart, 
 Piercing thro* my tender Heart , 
 If he Wound it gives admits no Cure ; 
 What Fangs do Minds in Love endure I 
 
V u l c a n's Wedding. 25 
 
 Envy and Rage at once pojfefs my Bofotri, 
 Grkf too invades, and Jealoufy's in bkffom* 
 IVith dire Defpair I languijh, 
 sft 1 Since fickle Jove 
 
 Does faithlefs prove, 
 And dares to other Beanties rove y , 
 Revenge mufi eafe my Anguijh. 
 
 SCENE X. 
 
 Enter Jupiter. 
 Jup it. Junfi here ! 
 
 Juno. What, you expected Venus f I fuppofe. 
 Jupit. If I did, I'm difappointed it feems. 
 Juno. You've difappointed me often enough, 
 I'm fure. 
 
 Jupit. When I fee you, I look for a Storm, and 
 am fure to find it. 
 
 Juno. My Tongue is the only Part about me 
 that I muft make any Ufe of, arid you wou'd de- 
 prive me of that too. 
 
 Jup. I confefs it but 'tis bey ond my Power. 
 
 My Thunder is nor fo loud. 
 
 Juno. Mighty well ; and thus it is tliat you 
 
 reward my conjugal Virtue ! I wonder at my own 
 
 Patience -I ftiou'd do you bur Juftice, if I 
 
 fliou'd pay you in your own Coin. 
 
 Jup. Why don't you ? 
 
 Juno, Becaufe I've too much Virtue. 
 
 Jup. No 5 becaufe you take too much Pleafur& 
 
 in boaftingof k< You've more Pride and ill 
 
 Nature, than Love and : Inclination-. — No more* 1 
 Your Fears are vain 5 be affur'd you have noCaufc 
 for Jeaioufy, 
 
 AIR 
 
iS Momus turtt'd Falulifi j or, 
 
 AIR XVI. The Bifhop of Cbefter's Jig. 
 
 Jqiio. To /both a jealous Hearty 
 By anyfalfe Excufe y 
 Does but augment the Smart, 
 « And magnify th? A bnfe : 
 
 Whilft ym'd my Wrongs beguile y 
 
 To make my Rage recotl % 
 Like Water an burning Oyl, 
 Jealoufy glows the fiercer* 
 
 O thou Monfter of Ingratitude! bale, bar* 
 
 barous, Jupiter this Tamenefe of mine 
 
 Baakes me biufh at my felf to think 
 
 that I fhou'd want Spirit to refent fuch hor-r 
 rid Injuries. Were not your Beaftly Amours for 
 thefe zooo Years pad, and your prefent provoking 
 Intrigue with Fenus '^enough — but you mult trample 
 upon my eafy Nature, by depreciating my Virtue ? 
 Jup O ! the conjugal Comforts of a virtuous Wife ! 
 
 J una. Yes, and fuch I will continue, fpite of 
 your Provocations j as an Example to the. inferior 
 Gods and Goddcfles. 
 
 Jup. And if they don't take Example. — —may 
 
 they be married If there be a Curfe beyond 
 
 that, I confefs it is what I know nothing of. 
 
 Juno. What is the Reafon that you ufe me thus ? 
 
 Jup. I don't ufe you at all. 
 
 Juno. The more fliame for .you. Have not you 
 been married to me long enough ?.. . 
 
 Jup. Too long by all the time. 
 
 Juno. To be acquainted with my Perfedions ? 
 
Vulc anY Wedding. 
 
 Jup. I cou'd never find 'em out, 
 Juno, Will you deny me Senfe? 
 Jup. No : nor Tongue 
 
 Juno. You will grant me Prudence ? 
 Jup\ Not enough 'to govern that. 
 Juno. I'm fure, I've been a loving Wife, 
 Jup. I'm fure you're a jealous one. 
 Juno. Have I not Beauty? 
 Jup. Enough to Pride your felf. 
 Juno. Ha, ha, ha ! you think I'm vextnow — 
 you're difappointed : I'm pleafed. 
 Jup. That's ftrange indeed ! 
 Juno, To think that you can't get rid of me — ? 
 Tho' 1 have no Talents to pleafe you, I havethofe, 
 which, as I (hall manage 'em, will plague you 
 Efficiently. 
 
 Jup. O how I envy the State of Mortals ! A 
 Man that is tied to a Shrew may quit himfelf of 
 his Burden at the Expence of a Trifle 5 but a mar- 
 ried God has no Remedy, tho' he wou'd purchafe 
 it at the Expence of his Immortality. ^AJffiet^ 
 AIR XVII. Joan's Placket. 
 
 > Juno* 
 
 I'll the Deity refume. 
 
 And I the Wife of Jove. 
 To crofs my Will do not prefumc, 
 I'll Jpoil what you approve. 
 Jealous, Creature ! 
 IV ant on Satyr, 
 Fond of vicious Love, 
 ril the Deity refume. 
 
 And I the Wife of Jove. - 
 
 The End of the Firft Ad, 
 
 [To Jfim. 
 
f$ Momus turn'd Fabulifi > or, 
 
 ACT II. SCENEI. 
 
 Momus crojfes the Stage. Enter Mars calling after him. 
 
 MOmusy Momus— I'd lay a Wager he's run to 
 enquire after the News that I came to tell 
 him, which puts rne into a bodily Fear, as much Mars 
 as lam. Deftiny has juft this Moment pronounc'd 
 his Decree: He leaves Venus her own Choice, 
 both of her Husband, and Place of Refidence ; 
 In one Hour's time, and in this very Place, the 
 Goddefc mull fix upon one among her Admirers. 
 I'm horridly afraid fliefliou'd honour me with the 
 Preference. Venus is very lovely, but then fhe 
 loves me. 
 
 AIR XVIII. Let Burgundy 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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 PIP 
 
 
 
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 Pajjkn of Lobe, 
 
 After its Invafton^ :^^9k 
 
 to no Perfuafion ■ 
 Will lijlen^ nor move^ 
 9 Till Fruition we prove. 
 
 Buty having enjoy'd, 
 
 The Fancy's foon doy r d % In* 
 
Vulcan's Wedding. Ep 
 
 Indifference fucceeding^ 
 Tet whilft we're receding. 
 
 The fair One pffeft* 
 
 Fierce Love does inveft 
 With firongeft Dejires, when we have the leaft. 
 
 But here comes one of my moft formidable Ri- 
 vals, the fpruce Apollo. He is powder'd do\vn to 
 the very Rump * the tip of the Mode. 
 
 SCENE H. 
 
 Enter Apollo. 
 Apollo. [Without feeing Mars.] Let's mufe a lit- 
 tle beneath this verdant Shade, upon the Charms 
 of Ferns 9 and my Tendernefs. Heav'ns! how 
 happy (hou'd I be, cou'd I but pofTefs that love- 
 ly Goddefs ! What bright, what piercing Eyes! 
 What a delicate Shape ! What irrefiftable Sweet- 
 nefs ! Alas ! If they ever come to be mine, what 
 Verfes fhall I make in praife of them ! 
 
 vb'n ct III* X Jill* 
 
 AIR XIX. Much I lovM g charming Creature, 
 
 Beauty is a fragrant FJow'r, 
 
 Sweet to Senfe, and form d to pleafe% 
 All {who feel it) own its P*w*r 9 
 Refrefhing as the Summer's Breeze : 
 Pleafing as Hope, 
 
 Fierce as Difires^ 
 Dangers elope, 
 When Beauty fires. Mars. 
 
jo MoMtJS iurrid FabuTtft^ or, 
 
 Mars. Let's hear his Thoughts of the Oracle 
 of Deftiny. I'll accoft him [Aftde."] * Ha, Sig- 
 nor Apollo, how elegantly you are drefs'd ! how 
 nicely curl'd ! You muft have ufed a great deal of 
 Paper about it but you are in the right ndr to 
 fpare it, you have fo much that's good for nothing 
 elfe. 
 
 ApoL Mars can't help infulting. 
 
 Mars, Nor Apollo whining, 
 
 ApoL You rally me* but yet you know very 
 well the Sex are fond of the Wits. 
 
 Mars. Yes, in their Affemblies* but in their 
 Chambers they like the Soldier. 
 
 ApoL Does a Soldier know how to amufe a 
 Lady? 
 
 Mars. Hah ! no , faith j we never amufe 
 them. 
 
 ApoL 'Tis the Wit that fafhions the Lady's 
 Heart, teaches her the Power of her Charms, ce- 
 lebrates them in his Works. 
 
 A I R XX. In Kent, fo fam'd of old. 
 
 In poignant Wit is feen 
 A certain Cure for Spleen : 
 The* Satyr's Edge be keen, 
 
 And Cenfures threaten, 
 
 Seven 
 
 i 
 
VULC'Atfr Wedding. 31 
 
 Severe and certain Truth, 
 Of Faults ; in Age or Touth, 
 The Power of Wit can footh, 
 And Anger fweeten. 
 II. 
 
 Wit has {like Beauty) Charms^ 
 A Heart at Peace alarms, 
 A frozen Female warms, 
 
 A Bard infpires. 
 Concomitant dees prove, 
 Of Wine, Difcourfe, and Love, 
 Does anxious Hours remove, 
 
 And Fancy fires. 
 
 Mars. Fye ! fye ! a Soldier's Miftrefs is a thou- 
 land times more famous than a Wit's. 
 
 Apol. 'Tis true, they publifh their Amours as 
 much as they do their own Exploits. The Ga~ 
 zetteis their Confidant in every thing. 
 
 Mars. I find, by your Difcourfe, you arc in 
 hopes of fulfilling Defiiny's Oracle to-day. But 
 if you marry Venus, I fear your Harp will lay her 
 aflecp. 
 
 Apol. [Laughing. ] Your Trumpets will wake 
 her. 
 
 Mars. Laugh as much as you pleafe, our war- 
 like Mufick touches the Heart a thoufand times 
 more than your dying Sounds > and I have an ho- 
 nell: Kettle- Drummer in Thrace, that I dare fay di- 
 verts the Girls thereabouts better than all the nine 
 Mufes put together. 
 
 AIR 
 
32 Motous turtfd Fabuliftj or> 
 
 AIR XXI. The Widows fhall all have Spoufes. 
 
 A Soldier wins a Beauty, 
 
 As he gains a Frontier Town, 
 By being on confiant Duty, < * - 
 
 Bejieging for Love or Renown* 
 Love's Garrifins, weak and tender. 
 Have Virtue a while their Defender \ 
 But the Hero comes 
 With Beat of Drums, 
 And into the Cittadel throws his Bomhs^ 
 He ftorms, and they furrender. 
 
 Apol. So, Mars, I perceive you are confident 
 of marrying ^ Venus. 
 
 Mars. No, Faith, not I. I have felt my own 
 Pulfej I'm utterly unfit for Marriage. I love the 
 Sex too well. 
 
 Apol. Very good ! 
 
 Mars. And Venus loves Gallantry too well. I'm 
 not of a peaceable Temper enough to fee my dear 
 Spoufe cajol'd, or to read over her- Lovers Son- 
 nets with her: I fhou'd be apt to fling fomeGod 
 or other out of the Window. 
 
 Apol. Do you then abfolutely renounce your 
 Pretenfions to Venus's Hand ? 
 
 Mars. I find flie is much fitter for you than for 
 me. You have more Quktnefs and Prudence ir*' 
 
 you, 
 
Vulcan'* Wedding. 53 
 
 you, than I have : You'll revenge any conjugal 
 Affront that may beoffer'd you, with nothing but 
 a Stroke of an Epigram, or fo. Look ye, if you 
 make your Court to me, as you oughr, I don't 
 know but I may get Venus to chufe you. I have 
 fome little Credit with her. But here comes Mo- 
 mus} tell your Griefs to him; he's an excellent 
 Comforter. 
 
 S C E N E IIL 
 
 Enter Momus. 
 • 
 
 Mom. [Not feeing tbem.~] I have loft rriy Labour, 
 I met with no-body but Silenus^ and he drunk. I 
 repeated a Fable to him ; he heard it with a great 
 deal of Patience, and fell afleep at the Moral — 
 But here's Apollo and Mars very luckily got toge- 
 ther. J muft not mifs thefe Sparks j that wou'd 
 be a Lofs not to be repair'd. 
 
 Mars. Oh, are you there, Momus ? Pray wifh 
 the God of Parnatf its Joy 5 he's going to marry 5 
 he has already bottled off fifteen Dozen* of the 
 Water of Hippocrene for the Wedding. 
 
 Apol. Mars has great need to rally me indeed ! 
 a poor God that has nothing but his Sword to 
 troft to. 
 
 Mom. You talk like Rivals, Gentlemen. 
 
 Mars. I know my felf too well to pretend to 
 rival Apollo with the Ladies j I cou'd never hold 
 dut againft: his Verfes. I fhou'd defert. 
 
 Apol. We fhou'd be vaftly oblig'd to you. Dul- 
 nefs wou'd defert with you. 
 
 Mars. [Laugbing.J The Milk-fop, Phwbus, will 
 have it I'm dull ! and yet I nj;Ver went to his 
 School. 
 
 Apol You wou'd not o> afnifs to come to it; 
 we fliou'd cure you of abundance of Faults. We 
 B wou'd 
 
34 Mom us turrid Fabidifiy or* 
 
 wou'd teach you to be Polite, and to behave like 
 one that's well-bred. 
 
 Mom. Your quickeft way to teach him Polite- 
 nefs and a tafhionable Behaviour, wou'd be to car- 
 ry him along with you to fome great Lady's on a 
 Vifiting Day, or to fome Lord^s Levee. There 
 you'll fee the very Quinteflence of Politenefs. Til 
 tell you a Fable upon that very Subje&j 'tis call'd 
 The well bred Beafts^ or the Vifiting-Day: 
 
 The Well-brcdRhh$TS \ or 7 theVi$iTmG-T)AY. 
 
 AIR XXII. Mother* quoth Hoa\e s fliall I have 
 a Wife. 
 
 
 
 Mir 
 
 
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 m 
 
 
 
 
 hi. 
 
 ^rai WtflioY cs j on so* fetnttob r^Lfan 
 S'iEtf Z?*V<& Beafts were convened ta meet^ 
 
 Toftudy new Ways to improve their Delight 9 
 And Humane Nature to imitate, 
 fa ev'ry Tranfaclion, gay or polite: 
 Debates held long 
 Amng the Throng, 
 To many Inventions, Objections they raife% 
 'Till by General Fote, 
 They refold to promote 
 The Puilkk JJfemblies^ wd Fifiting Days. 
 
 This 
 
' Vulcan's Wedding* 35 
 it 
 
 This Fajhion prevails^ and is followed by all. 
 
 Each ftrivcs to aut-vie in Grandeur and Drtfs j 
 jit every Tea-Table, Opera, Ball, 
 S'hey praclife Pdite'nefs, 'with Hopes of Succefs.^ 
 
 To every Face 
 
 They lavijh Praife, 
 And flatter (ifprefent) what mofl they hate j 
 
 But (if abfent) wou'd taint 
 
 The fair Fame of % Saint y 
 Thus follow Man kind, in the Art of Deceit, 
 
 ■Mars. This may be, for ought I know, the 
 Practice of People of little or no Merit towards 
 fuch as are as worthkfs as themfelves. But as for 
 me, Oons ! I — defy Malice it felf to find Mat- 
 ter for a But, a fingle But, either in my Perfon 
 or Qualifications. Apollo here is the very fkft that 
 ever fo much as hinted that I had a Fault : Every 
 body praifes mey People perfectly relieve one a- 
 nother to admire me. 
 
 Mom. Might I prefume to repeat a fmall Fable 
 
 to the admired Mars ? ~~ [To Apollo.'] 
 
 Have you Time to hear me? 
 
 Apoi. Yes-, Venus, whom I accofted juft now 
 hard by, defired me not to follow her, to avoid 
 the bafe Talk - 
 
 Mars, That you wou'd have entertain'd her 
 with. 
 
 Mom. Silence: 'Tis call'd The Bully Lyon. 
 
 t 
 
 Dt AIR 
 
3^5 - Momus turrfd Fabulifl^ or, 
 The BULLY LYON. 
 AIR XXIII. The Country Farmer. 
 
 
 
 
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 LtfiU 
 
 
 
 IN 
 
 
 
 # 
 
 JUL. 
 
 -rf Z-j'f^ /» Power was cruel and proud, 
 
 Imagining Tyranny gain 'd him Applaufe, 
 His Aclions (iho' > Jhameful) he boldly avowed, 
 
 And held in Defiance eftablijhed Laws : 
 The four-footed Creatures did daily opprefs*> 
 
 Who (wanting the Means to break loofe from his 
 Or find for their Sufferings any Redrefs) ' [Chain, 
 
 Setrtfd pleas 1 d with his Fices, which made him more 
 
 i Till having been roaming one Morning for Prey, 
 
 And given his ' Appetite what woiCvt'fvfjice, 
 Returning^ he found in the Cave where he lay, 
 
 A r Writing, purporting this ^whotfotm Advice ; 
 The Beafts do all hate thee, and not ' wft Font Caufe, 
 
 Their Love is affetled, they foot h thee thro* Fear$ 
 To prove this AJfertion % But pare off thy Claws, 
 
 Their Aclions will /hew, if their Hearts are fincere. 
 
 ApoL I like this Fable as well ; — ~ 
 
 ? Mars. As if you had made it your felf, Hah ! 
 
 ApoL I give it my Approbation. 
 
 Mars. 'Sblews, 1 like the Fable well enough 
 myieif. 
 
 Monti 
 
 ' c .^nati ^svKti 'wmStv if, \ 
 
Vulcan^ Wedding. 37 
 
 Mom. [To Mars.] Shall I prelent you with a 
 Copy of it ? 
 
 Apol. The more you read it, the lefs 'twill pleafe 
 you.5 and then beware of the Claws. 
 
 Mars. I forgive your Applications* upon account 
 of Venus'' % Indifference for otr, 
 
 ApoL Venus has too fine a Tafte not to love me. 
 Do you forget, without mentioning my other Ta- 
 lents, that I am theMaiier of that enchanting Arc 
 which teaches Men to talk the Language of the 
 Gods? Poetry ! 
 
 Mars. Oh, Poetry is ho more current now a- 
 moqg. the Ladies, than it is among the Gold- 
 foiidis. "^m^ y^:'^ . ■ : ' - - 
 
 Apol. Can apy thing be more, moving than my 
 Harp, or more infinuating than my Voice? 
 
 AIR XXIV. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Trf" 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 m 
 
 
 
 
 
 m 
 
 
 
 
 Soft Harmony difpences 
 Moments pie afing^ 
 Joys increajingy 
 Captivates the Senfes^ 
 And fooths a Mind defpairing. 
 
 Mars. Martial Mufick fires us 9 
 Strongly foundings 
 {Spirits bounding 
 With its Force) infpires us 
 STb Anions bravely £)aring* 
 
 Mom. 
 
3 8 Momus turned Fabuhfi f or, 
 
 Mom- Now you talk of Voices, .you put me 
 in mind of a certain Nightingale that was the 
 mofi perfeft MuGcian in the Worlds except that 
 he drank nothing but Water. He depended upor* 
 his Pipe to recommend him to a young Linnet 
 that he admired. You fhali hear the Fate of his 
 Songs, and oi his Faffion. 'Tia call'd The Ena- 
 moured Nightingale. 
 
 The Enamoured NIGHTINGALE. 
 A I R XXV. In the merry Mouth of June 
 
 ^ ^^^^^ ^ ^ 
 
 A Nightingale, whofe Melody did charm the vocal Grave^ 
 Enamoured of a Linnet was, and fought to gain her Love ± 
 A Sparrow proves his Rival, who (with a fcornful Air) 
 Sweet Philomel perfwaded ftrong, his Courtjhip to forbear. 
 
 II. ^ 
 The Sparrow ho aft s his Merits, his bold Addrefs, and Parts; 
 The other chaunts melodious Lays, that Bait for female Heart s\ 
 Each claims fuperior Virtue : But yet at laft agreed 
 
 The Linnet Jhou'd decide the Caufe, and which Jhe lik'd fuc~ 
 
 III. \ceed. 
 
 Both Parties Jhow'd their Eloquence, he fore the Judge beloved, 
 
 When (to the Nightingale'/ Surprize) the Sparrow Jhe op* 
 proved ; 
 
 Affigningfor her Reafon, tho 9 Mufick charmed the Ear, 
 The Sparrow'j Pow'r could every Hour a Female Heart 
 
 JMars. 
 
Vu l c a m Wedding. 39 
 
 Mars. [To Apollo.] Your humble Servant, fweejc 
 
 Jfpol [to Momus.] MontuS) MomuSj you ought 
 to "keep Friends with Apollo, fitice you have taken 
 to writing of Fables. 
 
 Mom. We have much occafion for your Affift- 
 ance indeed: Why, if it were not for the Rhymes, 
 my Fables might pafs for Profe: 'Tis a new kind 
 of Poetry, of my own Invention 5 the Mufes have 
 nothing to do with it. [Mars laughs."] You laugh, 
 but I promife you in future Ages it fhall be the 
 reigning Fafliion* 
 
 Apol. Pr'ythee, Momus^ where did you pick 1 up 
 that Prophecy? 
 
 Mom. From no lefs an Authority I can tell you 
 than the Book of Fate it felf. 
 
 Apol. Did not you find in it too, that I fjioo'd 
 be Fenus's Husband ? For I think, without Va- 
 nity, J am by far the beft Match in Heaven, at 
 this prefent fpeaking. 
 
 Mars. The belt Match in Heaven! a Poet and 
 a Madman ! 
 
 Mom. Terms fynonymousj two Words for the 
 
4? Mqmus turricl Fabulifi j or, 
 
 A I R XXVI. Says Rager to Will. 
 
 
 
 
 
 - 
 
 
 ff 1 — Mr| 
 
 
 
 
 
 m 
 
 9 ■ 
 
 -— j-: — pF=PSr-- 
 
 ~ — H-4-rr 
 ... a — J~j t- 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Apol. 
 
 A/Tars. 
 
 * , ' •• 
 . My+Verfe is fi 
 
 pi 
 
 iblime, 
 
 
 Mom. How exacJ the Fools chime 9 
 
 T'ho' their Meanings wide : 
 
 Apol. My Nitmbers delight; 
 
 Mars. Xhey rather affright 
 
 Mom. Now who's in the right 
 I cannot decide. 
 
 Apol. My fmooth Lines Venus will gain ; 
 
 Mars. My Power will win her 9 you ft rive in vain* 
 
 \_Mars and Apollo, to each other.] 
 7^// fill bright Fair your Bride ^ 
 m$>0o 9 no, no, &c. * " 
 
 [AfojaMtf, half afide.] 
 You neither Jhall make the bright Fair your Bride. 
 
 iipal Yet ; I have good Hope.^ 'For all that. I 
 ipoke to 'Ft'ms but juft'nowy ihe gracioufty in- 
 treated 
 
V U l c a W tdding. 41 
 
 treated me to leave her, promifing me that when 
 fhe came to a Determination about her Marriage, 
 
 I fhou'd 
 
 Mars. Make her Epithalamium. Fare you well 5 
 I leave you ta-ftudy \ upon it: ' "I don't doubt but 
 you'll fet about it with a great deal of Pleafure, 
 for I read in a Book but, t'other Day, that you 
 were the obliging Apollo; However, I wou'd not 
 have you look upon me as your Rival. Venus 
 no longer charms m$; Glory is my only Paffion. 
 
 A I R XXVII. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 3[ 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 * 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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 -4 
 
 
 
 Beauty enfnaring, 
 
 Does captivate the Heart j 
 But War, interfering, 
 Defpifes its Dart. 
 Who'd he confined in the Limits of Love, 
 That around the wide World, hie ft with Freedom^ may 
 When Beauty enjlaves me, [rove ? 
 
 Of Joy it her eaves me; 
 But Glory relieves me j 
 Its Pleafures ffl prove. [Exit. 
 
 jfpol. \_Afide7\ How Mars ufes me! this is my 
 Reward for having fo often prais'd the Brute above 
 his peferts. And you, Mr. Fahdift, depend upon 
 
42 Momus turtfd Fabdtfi ; or, 
 
 it I fliall find a Way to be even with you : 1 (haft 
 take care to inform Jupiter what fine Poetry you 
 fpread about. [Exit. 
 
 S C E N E IV. 
 
 Momus alone. 
 'Faith! not one of the Gods has common Senfej 
 they were never fo ridiculous as they are ,now. 
 Jupiter has pick'd out a Anytime to deprive mc 
 of the Liberty of Rallery. He nick't it to a 
 Minute. Had it not been for, this Expedient of 
 Fables, I fhou'd ha' made a pretty Figure indeed 
 
 on fuch a Day as this ! • But Mum Here 
 
 comes Vmm* A pretty Piece of Houfeho^d-ftuff. 
 
 S € E N E ' V. 
 Enter Venus. 
 
 Fen. {To herfelf.~\ I faw Juno at .a Di fiance in 
 fearch of me, I believe* for me quitted her 
 Husband. I'll conceal my ft If here, and mufe 
 a little upon my Fare. 
 
 Mom. \_Afide.~\ Venus grave! can (he be in Love? 
 No, her Gravity has more the Air of Reflection 
 than Paffion. 
 
 Venus. [_SHU not feeing Momus ] This perplex- 
 ing Oracle! Deftiny commands me to chufe my 
 own Husband, and allows me but one Hour to 
 
 ^Mom. IJftde.-] She's a long while alone! I'm 
 furpriz'd at it. Can a Coquette have Time to think ? 
 
 Venus. [To her felf fiiil^ All "the GodsTigh for 
 me, ai.d none of 'era touch my Hi $n "t — — J 1|* 
 ften to them all, from Jupiter^ quite down to Vul- 
 cm : Th is amufes me agreeabl y . I fhatl lofe t h is 
 
 Pleafurc if f marry « ■ perhaps not. Ir, depends 
 
 upon the; Choice I make. How this Ch ^ice, con- 
 founds me! How it difturbs me! I don't know 
 Jll/k w hat 
 
Vu t c A nV Wedding. 45 
 
 what Husband I (hall have, and yet I hate him 
 already. 
 
 AIR XXVIII. Let other Beauties. j 
 
 Marriage is hateful, 
 Confinement ungrateful; 
 A Husband's a Mirror, 
 . Re fie els Grief and Terr or ^ \ 
 Pride and Jealoufy : 
 IVhilft we (unwedded) thofe Fear s'de fir oying, 
 Our Loves enjoying 
 With Liberty. 
 
 Mom. [^ccofiing her!] Have you nam'd him? 
 
 Fen. Whom? 
 
 Mom. Your Husband. 
 
 Fen. Alas! 
 
 Mom. Did ever any Woman figh at the Name 
 of her Husband? 'Tis an Incongruity. "Tell me 
 freely, you'll chufe Mars? 
 
 ' Fen. WouM you have me take a Husband that 
 has only the Winner to fpend with his Wife? 
 
44 Mo m us turtfd FabuUJl •> or£ 
 
 AIR XXIX, Oh yonders high Mountain. 
 
 fit i ^MgmS M 
 
 ji Husband lights a Fire 
 
 In an amorous Bride, 
 Which burns with fierce Dejtre y 
 
 4nd mufi be well fupplfd. 
 
 Shou'd he leave her, V$S 
 She'd endeavour 
 
 Jltlions pleajing 
 
 Without Satiety. ? wiT 
 *jg$g smbl vmm 02 uo-y B*yow I ;ffiri$ ( n9f}? 
 
 The whole Year is not long enough in- 
 deed, according to a young Bride ? s Kalendar~— - 
 
 But let us talk a little Do you prefer rfpollo ? 
 
 «— He's a feart tfKiwm'J ^mT[.$^vT 
 
 I'm fick at the Thoughts of him 
 
 Heav'ns! 
 
 Mw*. The Name of the God of Parnaffus 
 can't frighten you fure! 
 
 Fen. Don't you fee Juno > who has purfu'd me 
 quite hither? 
 
 SCENE 
 
VulcanV fVedding. ^5 , 
 
 SCENE VI. 
 ifofrr Juno. 
 
 Mom. [Jjtde,"] Here's like to be a fine Wrangle 
 for me. Juno looks ftedfaftly upon Fenus, and 
 yet I dijfft lay a Wager J^'s Thoughts are up- 
 on her Husband. 
 
 Juno. Well, Goddefe, have you chofe your Hus- 
 band ? 
 
 Fen. Not yet. 
 
 Juno. [Angrily ~] Not yet! not yet! Intolera- 
 ble Coldnete J but I guefs the Caufe,- I guefs ttye 
 Ca^^5^^ ZL 'IT ' V i ' i 
 
 Fen. Is not the Caufe of my Coldnefs the Caufe 
 of your Heat ? 
 
 Juno. \More angrily Q Do you laugh ? You 
 woi^'d do better to ask my Thoughts of your Con- 
 duct. I 
 
 Fen. Your Thoughts! I know them already, r 
 
 Juno. [Fery angrily. ~\ Who inform'd you, pray ? 
 
 Fen. The Tone cf your Voice. 
 
 Juno. [_ln a 'very great Pajfion.~] The Tone of 
 my Voice ! 
 
 Mam. [Jfide.'] How tender and charming it is ! 
 
 Juno. The Tone of my Voice inform'd you 
 then, that I wou'd advife you to marry fome Sea- 
 God, and go take up your Abode immediately 
 beneath the Waves, with the Tritons ^nd Por<- 
 poifes. 
 
 Mom. [Jftde.~\ Fine Company flie has pick'd 
 out for Fenui I 
 
 Juno. Give over, give over this Trade of Co- 
 quettry, which was never known in the World, 
 before you was born. > ■ af^dgm 3 "am 
 
 ■ -± te uA odw'/&K*X. &Jfr\!$*?Q -fcv^..- 
 
 AIR 
 
1 6 M o M b s 'torrid f abultfii of ^ 
 
 AIR XXX. Sometimes ggainft a Craggy Rock; 
 
 HoW happy each revolving Tear , 
 r - fto Gods ami Mortals did appear^ . 
 *Till Female Folly took its Rifiy 
 ... fdud ' Firtue foonfrapsj ? ot 'mid to \ Fkey 
 But from that Period we may date 
 The World's Decline from Good and Great. 
 
 Fori wouM have you to know, that 'till thed all 
 b^Goddeffes were Prudes. 
 Venus, O horrid! 
 
 J*no. The Mind alone reigned lit all our Con- 
 t verfation. 
 
 Mom. And pray, what might the Heart do? 
 
 Juno. It harken'd to the Inrfru&ion of the Mind. 
 We fed it in our Circles with good, long and 
 
 wholefome Differtations upon Etteem De- 
 
 IrcatefFe — Refpeel: . — — — Decorum - — — * 
 
 Fen. What Opiates ! did not poor Heart dye of 
 a Lethargy ? 
 
 Jum. We entertain'd it with thofe chafte Ro- 
 mances, where the warmeft Paffion never attain'd 
 its Objecl:, 'till after having gone thro 3 a Tryal of 
 at lealt a Dozen large Volumes. You, Madam, 
 have abridg'd.them fufficiently. 
 1 1 Mont. 
 
. Vu l c A n'* Wedding. - 47 
 
 ; Mo:n. For the Eafe of the Reader. 
 
 Juno. But 'tis a Faftiibn too prevalent among 
 Females in this forward Age. 
 
 AIR XXXI; The merry Milk-Maids. 
 
 females formed for Loving, 
 ffafty joys approving^ 
 Let the Swain 
 Tlheir Hear is obt ain , . , 
 Nor dread their future roving.- 
 Soon the Lover takes bis Cues, 
 . Fierce attacks, and ft rait pur foes $ 
 "Thus the blooming Fair fubdues, 
 Jind wins the Prize — too foon they lofe. 
 
 ■ • , 
 
 Juno. Do but ask Momus what is faid-of the fine 
 Life you lead. Speak, Momus, fpeak. 
 
 Mom. [ JJide.'] How generous it is in her to of- 
 fer to let me go Halves with her in her Scandal*. 
 
 Juno. Tell her, Momus, tell her • 
 
 Mom. Once reign' d a Grey-hound Bitch 
 
 {He's beginning a Fable againft Coquettes. 
 Juno. That's much to the Purpofe, truly ! 
 
 Mom. 
 
4* MoMtJS turtfd Fabulifi • or, 
 
 v * • *•» - • ■ 
 
 Mom. You muft know, moft auguft Juno 9 tnat 
 I atti turn'd Fabulift: I beg you wou'd hear a 
 new Fable that I have juft thought of. It is call'd 
 the Coquette Grey-hound Bitch. 
 
 Juno. [Afide.'] The Coquette Grey-hound Bitch! I 
 fancy I guefs his Drift. — [Aloud.'] Well, tell us, 
 Momusy tell us the Story of your Greyhound 
 Bitch. 
 
 Fen. \_Stroaktng up her Hair, and admiring her- 
 fetf.~\ Ay, tell it us, while I adjufl my Hair. 
 
 Mom. [A/ide.'] See the Attention of thefeGod* 
 defies, when you talk to them of Morality. 
 
 Juno. Make hafte then : I linger, I pine for it. 
 
 Mom. I begin. Pray, Ladies, do me the Ho- 
 nour to hold your Tongues, if poffible. 
 
 The Coquette Grey-houndBitcH. 
 AIR XXXII. One Sunday at St, James'sVr&ycrs. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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 w 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 pi* 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 A Grey-hound Bitch, by many looo'd 
 
 Among the Canine Breed, 
 Imagined Jke all Hearts fubdu*d y 
 
 And thus their Pates decreed. 
 
 fhef€ 
 
s Thefe are my Slaves, they court my Smiles^ 
 And languifh at my Feet-, 
 To keep them mine, Pttprajfyifi Wiles ' 
 And play the true Coquette. 
 
 ir. 
 
 A Cur, chanced to over-hear 
 
 ffer wife projected Scheme, 
 Did bluntly to the Hound declare^ 
 
 She ftrove againft the Stream. 
 Believe {fays he) not one's Addrefs 
 
 Proceeds from Love at Heart, 
 Thy coming Fondnefs- makes them prefs | 
 
 Be coy, and they'll defer? . 
 
 Juno. Have you done? 
 
 Mom. Yes, you are now at Liberty. 
 
 Juno. Oh, hoty much to the Life does this Fa- 
 ble paint thofe little forward Creatures, who ima- 
 gine they are oblig'd only to their Charms for the 
 Affiduity of a thoufand Lovers, who are drawn 
 on merely by the Eafiriefs of the Intrigue* The 
 filly Animals are (irangely deceiv'd when they a- 
 fcribe to their Beauty, what they fliou'd impute 
 wholly to their Advances - — 
 
 AIR 
 
jo Momus turtid Fabul'tfi j or, 
 
 AIR XXXIII. The Highland Dance 
 
 Ven. Pr#<& Beauties, 
 
 Becaufe they excel; 
 Juno. Coquettes defpife their Duties, 
 
 And always rebel. 
 Ven. A Prude's a Creature 
 
 Formed by Nature, 
 To befpatter 
 Virgins Fame j 
 Juno. Coquettes are common, 
 
 Wanton Women, 
 True to no Man, 
 Prone to Shame. 
 Ven. Tour Pride betrays you, 
 Juno. Folly [ways you, 
 Ven. Age decays you, 
 Juno. ^Vicious Dame. 
 
 Ven. Kude 
 Prude, 
 
 Thus to cenfure Virtue, void of Blame.. 
 _Juno. Still fret, 
 
 Coquette 
 
 Thus I will declaim. 
 
Vul c an'j Wedding. 51 
 
 Juno. [Looking at Venus.] We have fome Grey- 
 hound Goddefles. 
 
 Fen. And fome Grey-hound Gods, efpecially at 
 running away from their Wives. 
 
 Juno. I underftand you, I underftand you. I 
 know you rob me of Jupiter j but I will fo up- 
 braid him ; with his fcandalous Inconftancy, that 
 I'll cure him on't, I warrant ye. When I have 
 him alone, I am not dumb. 
 
 Mom. Now, for his Part, when he has you a- 
 lone, he has nothing to fay to you. 
 
 Juno. I'll fo rattle my Gentleman, that I'll 
 force him to give his Tendernefs to me again : I 
 can't conceive the Reafon of his Indifference for 
 me : He is not to be told that ! have Virtue. 
 
 Fen. No, you tell him of it Night and Morn- 
 ing- 
 
 AIR XXXIV. Dance in Sorcerer. 
 
 Juno. A virtuous Wife employs her Tongue, 
 
 T 7 make her Spoufe her Merits hear : 
 Venus. That Wife is furely in the Wrong, 
 
 Whofe Taunts a Husband cannot hear. 
 Juno. Yet I will haunt him; 
 Venus. That will not. daunt him 
 
 Beauty' 7/ enchant him. 
 Juno. Curfi Defpair. 
 
 • . • ... i 
 
 Mom. I have another new Fable to repeat to 
 you. 
 
 E * Juno* 
 
j i Mo m u s turnd FabuBfti or y 
 
 Juno. Repeat it, Momus r repeat it : I ar» paf- 
 iionatety fond of your Verfes. 
 
 Momus. This Fable is call'd the Prudijh Hen. 
 
 Fen. Oh let me hear that, Momus. The Pm- 
 dijh Hen! Pray let me hear that. 
 
 Juno. Ay, do 5 bat be fhort : for I forefee I 
 fhan't like it. 
 
 Mom. [JJide.~] Bccaufe you forefee the Appli- 
 cation. 
 
 yen. Begin, begin : I can hear you without 
 Interruption. 
 
 Mom. No, you donV love any Interruption in 
 your Pleafures, I know. You underftand them 
 
 too well [Winks at Venus, and points at Juno.]} 
 
 Here's my Prudijh Hen. 
 
 The PRUDISH HEN. 
 
 A I R XXXV. Shall I be fiek for Love/ 
 
 i 
 
 m 
 
 m 
 
 m 
 
 A Cock of a Humour gay, 
 
 Who married a Prudijh Hen, 
 For every Word he did fay. 
 
 Was anfwer y d 'with ten times Ten. 
 His ConducJ examined clofe 
 
 (For fear of his going aft ray) 
 By his virtuous inquifitiue Spoufe} 
 
 Mad? his Hours $afs heavy away* 
 
Vulcan'* Wedding. 53 
 ir. 
 
 The warmeft Jffeclkn grown- cold ^ 
 
 Does feldoni) or never revive , 
 Brisk Chanticleer, plagued with a Scoldy 
 
 Wo lengthen his Chain did contrive ; 
 And among the young Pullets did range, 
 
 '[here, Blifs without Pain did enjoy » 
 tthus pleased with the happy Exchange^ 
 
 He laugffd at the Nuptial Decoy, 
 Vtn. Ah poor Cock ! 
 
 Mom. Alas ! how many Husbands wou'd be 
 kill'd with Spleen in their own Families, if it 
 were not for thefe kind Comforters. 
 
 Fen. For my Parr, I can't bear the Sight of s. 
 Prude. Farewell. 
 
 [Looking at Juno j is going } hit Momus flops her* 
 
 Mom. But- 
 
 Ven. But I have only a few Moments left to 
 confidcr of this Choice, that I am to make, and 
 I can't lofe them. 
 
 Mom. Lovely Venus^ you look out of humour 
 with me. 
 
 Ven. No j the Greyhound forgives you. [Goes off. 
 
 Mom. Poor Slut! [to Juno] Well, Ma- 
 dam, and what do you fay to my laft Fable? 
 
 Juno. I fay 'tis very far from being comparable to 
 the Greyhound Bitch; if you make any more of that 
 «turn of thought j I fhaii't advifeyouto Print them. 
 
 Mom. I not only intend to Print them, but iq 
 Dedicate them to you. 
 
 Juno. Mercy on me ! [Runs aivay. 
 
 Mom. See how we poor Dedicators are receiv'd 
 now a' days, fuch of us, at lead, as do not flatter 
 our Patrons, and praife .'cm for Virtues they are 
 Strangers to. —But I have more Truths to du 
 
 vulge. — Happy thaE Deity who firft comes 
 
 in my Way. * ' [Exit. 
 
 The End of the Second Jet. 
 
J4 Mom us i'urtfd Fabulijl % or, 
 
 Momus alone. 
 
 MY Fables work fo ftrongly, not one God will 
 fufFer me to come near him. They fly me 5 as 
 I werecontagious. — How now, what pretty Pup- 
 pet is this? 'Tis Mgle, the youngeft Nymph of 
 Hebe's Train, that Zephyrus purfu'd fo clofe before 
 Venus came amongft us — — What a pretty Sub- 
 ject flie wou'd make for a Fable! — — 
 Enter jEgle. 
 Good morrow, my pretty Nymph. What 
 vexation is this that I fee in your Eyes? 
 JEgle. You know I have not feen Zephyrus of late. 
 
 Mom. [afide7\ Pretty Sincerity — [to her 7^ 
 
 Oh! Zephyrus 's Love is far from being Sedentary. 
 He's an inconftant little Rogue, always airy and 
 fluttering, about : A Lady may amufe, but can ne- 
 ver fix him. 
 
 jEgk. My Reafon ought to have told me what 
 you fay now. 
 
 Mom. Humph ! the Reafon of a Girl of your 
 Age is no, Medlar: Reafon feldom has any thing 
 to fay againft the Paffions, till they are filent; and 
 in a Girl of ten Years old 'tis very rare for the 
 Paffions to be mute. Look you, charming JEgle 9 
 Reafon is like thofe little fnarling Lapdogs that run 
 yelping after a great Dog. If the great Dog goes 
 on quietly about his Bufineis, the little Whelp 
 barks on, if the great Dog turns, away runs lit- 
 tle Dog. 
 
 jEgk. What an ugly little Cur is this fame' 
 Reafon! i AIR 
 
V u l c A n 9 s Wedding. 55 
 A I R XXXVI. Ye Nymphs, and ye Swaiw. 
 
 i 
 
 Maids Reafon, I find^ 
 Is inconftant as TVind^ 
 And lets loofe thofe Paffions^ it florid keep confined; 
 It permits us to hear 
 
 the falfe Youth's fond Addrefs^ 
 Till we're caught in Cupid's Snare j 
 then infults our Heart's Diftrefs. 
 
 Mom. But tell me frankly 5 your Lover you 
 fay is falfe? 
 
 JEgle. Alas! he is continually fluttering about 
 Venus. 
 
 Mom. If Zephyr us were not flitting, he wou'd 
 not be Zephyr us. He is the God of Butterflies 
 and Fops. 
 
 JEgle. Oh the little Traytor ! how I hate him ! 
 
 Mom, \ cou'd be content to take up with that 
 fame Hatred of yours. 
 
 JEgle. You have no Notion of delicate Senti- 
 ments. 
 
 Mom. You are too young, Child, to judge of 
 
 Mgle. No; I can't imagine what cou'd make 
 Zephyrus leave me. 
 
 E 4 Mom. 
 
Mom us furtfd F&btMfii or, 
 
 Mom. What did you do to retain him ? 
 
 jEgk. I lov'd hiiin with a perfect Sincerity. 
 
 Mom. A perfect Sincerity ! there's a quality in- 
 deed for a pretty Lady. 
 
 Mgle. I preferr'd Zephyrus to all his Rivals, and 
 in tire Face- of the World. 
 
 Mom. Another wrong Step ! you ihou'd never 
 prefer your Lover, but in private. 
 
 Mgle. As foon as ever he told mc he lov'd me, 
 I anfwer'd directly with a Sigh that I lov'd him 
 too. 
 
 Mom. You are too direct in your Anfwers. 
 
 Mgle. I never fhew'd him the leaft Difdain* 
 nay, nor the leaft Anger. J tohceMM none of all 
 my Tendernefs for nim $ I was continually hunt- 
 ing for him. 
 
 Mom. [laughing.'] You were continually hunt- 
 ing for him, and do you wonder he is continually 
 flying from you ! 
 
 Mgle. Is there any other Secret to fix a Lover, 
 but giving him ones Heart without refer ve? 
 
 Mom. Ones tleart without referve! a pretty 
 Secret you have got indeed ! will you hear, hdih 
 Sincerity, a little Tale made on purpofe for fuch 
 young Nymphs as give away their Hearts wi'tri- 
 out referve. 
 
 jEgle. Will your Story teach me to recover 
 
 Zephyrus ? 
 
 Mom. It will teach you morej 'twill teach you 
 how to p referve three dozen of Hearts at a time 
 for ten Years together, without cofting you a fifi- 
 gle Sigh. Harken $ The Sugdr-Plumh. You love 
 Sweet-meats, I dare fay. The Sugar-Plumb, hem — \ 
 hem— 1 find, Mifs, the very Title has gain'd me 
 jour Attention already. Pray mifld. 
 
7"/k SUGAR- PLUMB. 
 A I R XXXVlf. Gocfcamycari She 
 
 
 
 
 ml 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 pa "i" - | r~ "if » * * 
 
 iff Athens-, in the Mtfrhet phte y 
 
 A learned Sage 
 
 Mounted a Stage j 
 And to improve the Youths in Grace, th 
 3fct fend them pleafa'nt bm*> 
 An Angling Rod he >did Mfena\ 
 A Horfe-hair Line fix'd to its mi,. 
 k)n itihdfe fmaUbottbm did depM 
 A micus Sugar-Plumb. 
 
 II. 
 
 That Bait attracls the greedy Crowd 9 
 
 One and ail , 
 
 Wait its fall y 
 Some, to fee the Prize beftow'd, 
 In hopes to gain it, fome : 
 Sufpended long the Sweetmeat flies\ 
 At lafi a brisk Youth caught the Prize, 
 Old Sage adieu , the Vi&or crys, 
 You have lofi your Sugar- Plumb. 
 
j 8 Mom us tum'd \FabuTtfi ^ or, 
 
 ill 
 
 Yet ft ay, and hear me* tell a Tale, 
 
 I Jhall Jhow 
 
 A Propos, 
 Says the Sage, 'twill; fure prevail. 
 It is the Female's Doom : 
 This Prize refembles firgm Hearts, 
 Which Man his utmofl Power exerts 
 Ho gain-* — then foon the Fair deferts, 
 Cloy'd with the Sugar -Plumb. 
 
 Hem. Do you underftand'me, my lovely Nymph ? 
 
 JEgle. I fuppofe you mean, that it is wrong to 
 let ones Lover know ones real Thoughts of him 5 
 and that the true way to draw him on is to feem 
 to fly from him. 
 
 Mom. What a penetrating Guefs the Child has ! 
 
 JEgle. I promife I'll improve by your Fable. 
 
 Mom. You are the firft that has even promis'd 
 me fo much. 
 
 JEgle. If I live, Til mend my Conduft. 
 
 Mom. See what 'tis to be young 5 (he fancies 
 (he can mend. 
 
 JEgle. No, it fhall never be as it has been. Til 
 take care to give my Lovers no Sugar-Plumbs, 
 
 AIR 
 
V ul C a n 's Wedding. 
 AIR XXXVIII. Shepherd Adonis. 
 
 When Love reigns fupreme 
 O V the Heart of Maid^ 
 
 She does Wifdom difclaim\ 
 And by Folly is fwatfd. 
 
 Each endearing Word 
 
 . In an amorous Taje % ^$ ^ 
 
 Told by her Ador'd^ 
 Is Jure to prevail. 
 II. 
 
 "Till Lovers downy Pillow 
 
 Is grafted with Thorns^ J 
 i And a Garland of Willow 
 
 Her Forehead adorns. 
 Forfaken, Jhe J s burning. 
 
 With Rage, Pain and Grief $ 
 But Reafon returning 
 
 Brings certain Relief. 
 
 Mom. Good that ! 
 
 ALgle. They {hall have nothing of me but 
 Wormwood. 
 
 Mom. Better and better. 
 
 jEgle. Adieu, Momus: I'll go fee what Zephy- 
 rus is doing. 
 
 Mom. There's a turn again ! the Child's finely 
 amended truly. jBgle* 
 
60 WlQMX5$Wtfd.Fah(4l$i Oty 
 
 jEgk. Never fear. I'll fly from Zephyrus all the 
 while I pinfoe him> janS 111 fee hi«l without 
 Jouking at him. 
 
 A Ik XXXIX. Whilft the Town's brimfull erf Fotty, 
 
 
 
 ■ ■ 
 
 . ..' • 
 
 _ 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 •" thin MUfratm Wy cttcH Charmer, 
 And alarm my SokP 's Alarmew 
 
 She 
 
V t* tc a tfh WeMngl 6 t 
 
 Since by flying, and purfuing, 
 We fucceed in modern Wooing^ 
 My Subduer^ Vllfubdue. 
 
 Mom. Now you have your Leffon right. 
 jEgle. You may truft me, I warrant you : I 
 shan't forget your Sugar-Plumb- Fhilofopher. 
 
 S C E N E JL 
 
 Enter Mercury, 
 
 Mom. [aftde.'] Where is Mercury going? B*s 
 Firms chofen him for a Husband, I wonder? He 
 looks mightily pleas'd. 
 
 Merc. Oh have I found your Worihip, MrJF** 
 bulift? Jupiter has had an account of your fine 
 Writings, Sir. 
 
 Mom. [frightm'd] How! 
 
 Merc. And here he comes to thank you for 
 *em. 
 
 Mom. £^&.]Thisi* adamn'd fcurvy Meffage. 
 
 SCE N E III. 
 
 Enter Jupiter. 
 Merc Moil worthy Mailer of the Gods, herc*s 
 Momm cooie to repeat fonie of his new Poetry to 
 you. 
 
 Jup. [angrily^ Til talk with the Gentleman 
 prefently. 
 
 Mom. May be, Sir, you have fome private Bu- 
 finefs with Mr., JMercury. I'll withdraw, an' pleafe 
 you, and come again two or three Hours hence.-** 
 
 Jup. Stay here, or- — — 
 
 Mom.. Nay, I'll wait upon your Honour as 
 long as you pleafe. 
 
 Jup. [to Mercury.] Mercury, the deftin'd Hour 
 prefcrib'd to Venus is juft come j furomon all t he 
 Gods to give their attendance here. {Exit Merc. 
 
 Mom. 
 
6 1 Momus turned Fabultfl } or* 
 
 Mom. [afide.~] I fancy Jupiter has forgot me* 
 I'll e'en fneak off. 
 
 SCENE IV. 
 
 r*tjwl Jjsds ^bi^J^fel 1 ^^!! rid* vd w4 
 
 7«/>. So, ho! You grow impatient then it 
 feems, moft agreeable Momus. 
 
 Mom. [fawning] I grow impatient in the Com- 
 pany of mighty Jove! 
 
 Jup. Civil, humble Creature ! No wonder you 
 have been fo obedient ! I am inform'd, Sir, that 
 ever fince I forbid you fpreading about your Ca- 
 lumnies, you have been doing nothing in the 
 World elfe. , 
 
 Mom. Horrible Scandal ! pray inquire of all 
 the Gods and Gpddefles that have feen me, how 
 I've behav'd my felfc 
 
 Jup. Why, they are your Accufers. 
 
 Mom. O Ingratitude! I have not made one (in- 
 gle Reflection either upon their Perfons or Con- 
 duct. I only repeated a few Fables to them, which 
 they were fo complaifant as to explain to one ano- 
 ther. 
 
 Jup. You repeated Fables to them ? they told 
 me nothing of that. 
 
 Mom. 'Tis the way of People who report 
 things, to tell only thofe Circumftances that blacken, 
 and omit thofe that juftify. 
 
 Jup. [jhakinghis Head.'] I doubt, I doubt you 
 have been dabling in Defamation. 
 
 Mom. In none but what was wrapt up* Blame 
 them that open'd it. ^ stefo vfo^iU :n 
 
 *imoQ t,tti c* '?awm,o$ &gj& sml*** ad2^ .aoh&i :■ 
 
 S C E N E 
 
Vul-CanV Weeding. 6$ 
 
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 jE#ter Mercury. 
 
 ATm:. All the heavenly Court wou'd ha* been 
 here by this time, but for an accident that has be- 
 fain the Auguft Juno: She hasjuft flung her felf 
 upon her Bed: Momus's Fables have given her the 
 Vapours to that degree flie can't fpeaL 
 
 Jup. [ajide. jThcfe Vapours happen very luckily* 
 Juno wou'd have made a curfed Rout here. 
 
 Mom. [afide.~\ I fancy Juno's Vapours will plead 
 my Pardon with Jupiter. 
 
 Jup. {aloud to Mercury.] Are you fure Juno has 
 the Vapours fo much, that fhe can't fpeak ? 
 
 Merc, {pointing to Momus.] Yes: Sheisoblig'd 
 for that to Mr. Fabulifi there. 
 
 Mom. [to Jupiter.] You fee the Ufefulnefc of 
 Fables. 
 
 Jup. No more Words: I forgive you for the 
 fake of the Invention. 
 Mom. [ajide.~] And Madam Juno's Vapours. 
 Merc. Venus advances, attended by the Gods; 
 
 SCENE VW^ ^X 1 
 
 Enter Venus, Neptune, Mars, Apollo, Plutus, 
 and Vulcan. 
 
 Jup. God?, we are all of us bound to obey 
 the Oracle which Deftiny has this Day pro- 
 noune'd. He commands, upon fevere Penal- 
 ties if hi* Decree is difobey'd, that /^^ im- 
 mediately chufe her felf a Husband, and a Habi- 
 tation. She is free either to return to the Domi- 
 nions of Neptune, or to continue to adorn Olym- 
 pus with her Beauty. 
 
44 Ua^^ t^^'d F^hi^i or, 
 
 Fen. [givingJupitCT a gracious Look.'] Deftiny does 
 the too much Hqnour- in, trufting me with fiich a 
 Choice: but it "is no eafy matter to determine a* 
 mong fo many Gods of diftinguifh'd Merit. •- 
 
 Mom. \afide^] A pleafant Figure a Coquette 
 makes that's oblig'd to chufe in publick ! 
 
 0m. [Fiem'mg and giving her filf Airs to all the 
 Gods aro»ndi\ Let us then obey the Decree of 
 Fate. 
 
 Al R XL. Country Bum^in. 
 
 Plut. 
 
 Merc. 
 
 Sea-horn Venus, fix your Choice ; 
 I am he 
 that rule the Sea 9 , 
 'Make your Gu^Wa^l Mdrt rejok^ 
 And fayjoull marry none but me. 
 Coddefs'y took 'with Love this way* 
 Fve Riches ftore, x 
 What wou^d you more f 
 All Mortals fervently obey 
 
 My Diclates, and revere myPoitfr. 
 Beauty's ghteen, Apoilo iry-> 
 I'll repeat* 
 My Ferfes fioeeU 
 And chant harmonious Melody : * 
 
 With you, my s BUfs <wou'd be com f leaf > 
 Fair eft Goddefs, form r d for Joy y 
 Accept cf me, 
 Swift Mercury $ 
 Don't my blooming Hopes deftroy^ 
 Make me the happy Deity, 
 
 tfepti 
 
Vulcan'* Wedding. 6$ 
 
 Nept. [i& Venus.] RemembeF I'm your Guar- 
 dian. 
 
 Mem. [ajide^] He reminds her of that very 
 thing he ought to wifh (lie wou'd forget. 
 
 Piut: [/a Venps.] Think how rich I am, and 
 remember you reeeiv'd all the Jewels I fent you. 
 
 Jpsl [to her. ~] You received my Epiftles too, ia 
 furkey- bound Heroics. 
 
 Mom. \afide?\ This fecond Receipt will never 
 weigh down the fir il. 
 
 Merc, [whifpering Venus.]* Don't forget your 
 humble Servant. 
 
 A I R XLI. Cymball Tune. 
 
 Venus; Lome's fmeet Cppejfes 
 
 The Fair pojfeffes, 
 Surrounded by Suitors, yet free from their Sway$ 
 But Pleafures leave her, 
 And Hopes deceive her, 
 $om after Contrail hig t$ ferve and obey. 
 The humble Lovers 
 Are Tyrant Rovers, 
 And make it. their finely our Sex to betray. 
 Too foon zve relent, 
 Too foon vjc eonfent, 
 Too foon me furrender f 
 Tw late we repent, 
 
 F Ftn. 
 
66 Mom us turtfd Fabulijl ! * or, 
 
 Fen. [looking at Mars.] Mars is migjity eafy : 1$ 
 his Paffi.on for tne at an end? If I thought hirri 
 inconflant I wou'd marry him to plague him. 
 
 Mars, [eagerly.'] No, no, I'm not inconftant. ~ 
 
 Mom. [looking malicioufly at Jupiter.] There are 
 fome Pretenders here that don't fay a Word of 
 their Pretentions, tho' they remember them welt 
 enough : but Judgment with-holds their Memory 
 
 and their Imagination will you hear me re? 
 
 peat a mighty natural Fable upon that fubject? 
 
 Jup. Be filent % no more of your prefamptuous 
 Fables : Come, lovely Fenus 9 hefitate no longer: 
 make choice of your Husband and Abode. 
 
 Fen, Be it fo — [ajde.] If I chufe an a- 
 
 greeable Husband, his Rivals will lofe all Hope, 
 and J fliall lofe their Service. This Confideration 
 has determin'd me — ^[aloud.] I refolve to give 
 the Preference to him of all, my Lovers that has 
 fhewn himfelf the moll difcreet. 
 
 IFulc. ThtfTs I, that's I : I am the moft jdif- 
 creet, for I never bragg'd of Jupiter's Intereft — 
 
 Jup. [afide.] Oh' Numpskull— — [aloud.] Let 
 the Goddefs proceed. 
 
 Fen. Yes, Fulcan is he I chufe for my Hus- 
 band, and I intreat Jupiter to permit me to remain 
 in Heaven. 
 
 Mom. He'll have much ado to bring himfelf to 
 
 grant your Requeft. 
 
 Jup. [to Momus.] Mr. Fabultft^ don't let you 
 
 snd I fall out.- [to Venus.] Charming Fenus 9 
 
 I approve both your Determinations. 
 
 Apol. We can't fay the Mother of Love has 
 taken Council with her Son, in the choice of her 
 Husband. 
 
 Nept. Signor Fulcan 9 you will be the Founder 
 ©f a very numerous Society. 
 
 Men. Mercury mil very ofien pay you a Vific* 
 
 Mars m 
 
V u l c a n V Wedding. 6j 
 
 ' r ,. Mars. As for mej I intend to make his Houfe 
 my Winter Quarters. 
 
 " Vulc. [to Mars and Mercury.] You fhall be 
 very welcome, Gentlemen. Remember, Signor 
 Jupiter , you promis'd to be at ali the Charges of 
 my Wedding. 
 
 Mom. [to Vulcan.] Go, go -, depend upon't he'll 
 fee that nothing is wanting $ I'll anfwer for him, 
 he'llbe fo Aire to take all the trouble off your 
 Hands, that he'll leave nothing for you to do. 
 
 Jup. Let all Olympus rejoice in Venus's Election. 
 
 Mom. Indeed 'tis enough to make any body 
 Merry. 
 
 Mars. Oons, Momus, flnce Apollo has taken 
 no care in the matter, let you and I- e'en 
 hammer out an Epithalamium for honed Vulcan. 
 
 Mom. With all my Heart. 
 
 Mom. He for a Wife has Venus got. 
 Mars. O how delicious is our Lot ! 
 , Mom. Vulcan efpoufes Beauty's Queen ! 
 Mars. And has the honour to be her. Screen. 
 Mom. He weds her now in Heaven's high Hall. 
 Mars. For the Convenience of us all. 
 Mom. Let us chant forth Vulcan's Glory; 
 
 Thro' the World extend his Story. 
 Mars. 'Till Time's no more, fhall Vulein ftand 
 The Husband's Model throughout every 
 . Land. 
 
 Mom. Gods and GoddefTes, that we may be all 
 quits, let each of us compofe a Fable by way of 
 Ballad, Mars, do you begin 5 we Gods catx do every 
 thing, and off-hand toojihat's our Perfection. 
 
 F a, AIR 
 
M o m if s UiYrtd fahihfi ; hr y 
 
 AIR XLII. Parfon upon Dorothy. 
 
 The LAP-DOG. 
 
 Mars. vtf Z-MV ancient Lap-Dog, in his decline of Life, 
 Ffpous'd a youthful Greyhound, who proved a for- 
 ward Wtfe, 
 
 And brought him ftore of Puppies \ which had not 
 
 been amifs, 
 
 But that no Face among the Crew ap all referable d 
 
 his. 
 
 from this Example, Husbands learn, when old and 
 
 feeble grown, 
 Tovng IVtves Induftry may produce you Children, not 
 
 your own. 
 Cho. Toung Wives, &c. 
 
 The RAVEN. 
 
 Apol. A Raven boarfi ana '. ugly efpous'd and 1 hv'd a Rook, 
 And fur her fweet Society all Female Birds forfook ; 
 But to dtvert the tedious Hours, he re-am* d abroad 
 
 for Prey, 
 
 ■ Procured a Hawk to vijit her, and pafs the time 
 
 away. 
 
 'The Hawk fo well employed his time to gain htr <*- 
 
 morons Heart, 
 7 hat foon the Raven Jbar'd. bm par? of his dear 
 
 Counterpart. 
 Gho. That foon the Raven, &c. 
 
 The 
 
VuiCAn'5 Weidfag. tf 
 The C AT. 
 
 Merc. A Cat, whhfe Keeper hv y d her welly and gave her 
 
 ft ore of Meat, 
 Could not from. Fehny abftain, tho y much WdffeFood 
 
 to Eat ; ' x 
 
 A Mate too was provided ber % of Touth and comely 
 
 Form; 
 
 But yet her Fancy prompted her^ more homely Beafts 
 to Charm. 
 
 Who feeks a Moral to this Tale, pall have their 
 
 Wants fuppiy d; 
 When Female Wipes do prevail, they will be gra* 
 
 tify'd. 
 
 Cho. When Female, &c. 
 
 The STAG. 
 
 Veil, A ftately Stag, {the Foreft's Pride) ejpous'd m 
 Milk-white Doe, 
 Who for a while did virtuous prove ; and had been, 
 always fo, 
 
 But that her Husband flighted her, and other Deer 
 enjoy'd, 
 
 And then to pay him in his Coin, foe could not well 
 avoid. 
 
 The Moral of this Fable will the Nuptial Faults 
 difplay; 
 
 Wives feldom fwerve from Virtue, till Husbands 
 pew the Way, 
 Cho. Wives, &c. 
 
 Jup. As I promis'd, Signor Vulcan, to be at 
 the Expcnce of your Wedding, I will fulfill my 
 Word 5 and, in order thereto, have prepar'd an 
 Entertainment fuitable to the Occafion. There- 
 fore defire the Company to fit. 
 
 [Vulcan pays his Compliments to the Gods, who 
 feat them/elves. ] 
 
 Here an Entertainment of D ancing in Honour 
 of Vulcan's Wedding. 
 
jrp Momui turtfd Fahttlifi* 8zcl 
 The WREN. 
 
 Mom. A Wren (the fin all efl of its kind) prefum 9 d toe*, 
 tertain 
 
 An Aviary sf fineft Birds, and did not (hive in 
 vatn\ 
 
 for (tho* unequal to the Task) he Jhevfd fuch wilt 
 topleafe, 
 
 The feather* d Auditors approved and made his 
 
 Power increafe ; 
 The WrenV our Author y y*are the Birds that ntufi 
 
 decide bis Caufe; 
 Be /paring in your Cenfures — — But lavijh in 
 
 Applaufe, 
 Ore, Be fparing % &c» 
 
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