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Honeywood. How have I been deceived !
Sir William. No, Sir, you have been obliged to a kinder, fairer friend for that favor. To Miss Richland. Would she complete our joy, and make the man she has honored by her friendship happy in her love, I should then forget all, and be as blest as the welfare of iny dearest kinsman can make me.
After what is past it would be but affectation to pretend to indifference. Yes, I will own an attachment, which I find was more than friendship. And if my intreaties cannot alter his resolution to quit the country, I will even try if my hand has not power to detain him.
[Giving her hand,
Honeywood. Heavens ! how can I have deserved all this? How express my happiness, my gratitude ! A moment like this overpays an age of apprehension.
Well, now I see content in every face'; but heaven send we be all better this day three months !
Sir William. Henceforth, nephew, learn to respect yourself. He who seeks only for applause from without, has all his. happiness in another's keeping.
Honeywood. Yes, Sir, I now too plainly perceive my errors : my vanity in attempting to please all, by fearing to offend any; my meanness in approving folly lest fools should disapprove. Henceforth, therefore, it shall be my study to reserve my pity for real distress; my friendship for true merit ; and my love for her, who first taught me what it is to be happy.
As puffing quacks some catiff wretch procure
To swear the pill, or drop, has wrought a cure;
* The author, in expectation of an Epilogue from a friend at Oxford, deferred writing one himself
till the very last hour. What is here offered, owes all its success to the graceful manner of the actress who spoke it.
As some unhappy wight at some new play,