Prologue - Spoken by Mr. Betterton

Of those few fools, who with ill stars are curst, Sure scribbling fools, called poets, fare the worst: For they're a sort of fools which fortune makes, And, after she has made 'em fools, forsakes. With Nature's oafs 'tis quite a diff'rent case, For Fortune favours all her idiot race. In her own nest the cuckoo eggs we find, O'er which she broods to hatch the changeling kind: No portion for her own she has to spare, So much she dotes on her adopted care.

Poets are bubbles, by the town drawn in, Suffered at first some trifling stakes to win: But what unequal hazards do they run! Each time they write they venture all they've won: The Squire that's buttered still, is sure to be undone. This author, heretofore, has found your favour, But pleads no merit from his past behaviour. To build on that might prove a vain presumption, Should grants to poets made admit resumption, And in Parnassus he must lose his seat, If that be found a forfeited estate.

He owns, with toil he wrought the following scenes, But if they're naught ne'er spare him for his pains: Damn him the more; have no commiseration For dulness on mature deliberation. He swears he'll not resent one hissed-off scene, Nor, like those peevish wits, his play maintain, Who, to assert their sense, your taste arraign. Some plot we think he has, and some new thought; Some humour too, no farce--but that's a fault. Satire, he thinks, you ought not to expect; For so reformed a town who dares correct? To please, this time, has been his sole pretence, He'll not instruct, lest it should give offence. Should he by chance a knave or fool expose, That hurts none here, sure here are none of those. In short, our play shall (with your leave to show it) Give you one instance of a passive poet, Who to your judgments yields all resignation: So save or damn, after your own discretion.

DRAMATIS PERSONAE.

MEN.

FAINALL, in love with Mrs. Marwood,--Mr. Betterton MIRABELL, in love with Mrs. Millamant,--Mr. Verbruggen WITWOUD, follower of Mrs. Millamant,--Mr. Bowen PETULANT, follower of Mrs. Millamant,--Mr. Bowman SIR WILFULL WITWOUD, half brother to Witwoud, and nephew to Lady Wishfort,--Mr. Underhill WAITWELL, servant to Mirabell,--Mr. Bright

WOMEN.

LADY WISHFORT, enemy to Mirabell, for having falsely pretended love to her,--Mrs. Leigh MRS. MILLAMANT, a fine lady, niece to Lady Wishfort, and loves Mirabell,--Mrs. Bracegirdle MRS. MARWOOD, friend to Mr. Fainall, and likes Mirabell,--Mrs. Barry MRS. FAINALL, daughter to Lady Wishfort, and wife to Fainall, formerly friend to Mirabell,--Mrs. Bowman FOIBLE, woman to Lady Wishfort,--Mrs. Willis MINCING, woman to Mrs. Millamant,--Mrs. Prince DANCERS, FOOTMEN, ATTENDANTS.

SCENE: London.

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