The Gamester (1753) by Edward Moore
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_Jar._ For pity's sake, Sir! I have no heart to see this change. _Bev._ Nor I to bear it. How speaks the world of me, Jarvis? _Jar._ As of a good man dead. Of one, who walking in a dream, fell down a precipice. The world is sorry for you. _Bev._ Ay, and pities me. Says it not so? But I was born to infamy. I'll tell thee what it says. It calls me villain; a treacherous husband; a cruel father; a false brother; one lost to nature and her charities--Or to say all in one short word, it calls me--Gamester. Go to thy mistress; I'll see her presently. _Jar._ And why not now? Rude people press upon her; loud, bawling creditors; wretches, who know no pity. I met one at the door; he would have seen my mistress--I wanted means of present payment, so promised it to-morrow. But others may be pressing; and she has grief enough already. Your absence hangs too heavy on her. _Bev._ Tell her I'll come then. I have a moment's business. But what hast Thou to do with My distresses? Thy honesty has left thee poor; and age wants comfort. Keep what thou hast for cordials; left between thee and the grave, misery steal in. I have a friend shall counsel me--This is that friend. SCENE IV. _Enter STUKELY._ |
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