The Harlot's Progress (1733), The Rake's Progress (Ms., ca. 1778-1780)Cibber, Theophilus
General
The Harlot's Progress (1733), The Rake's Progress (Ms., ca. 1778-1780)
Cibber, Theophilus
English drama -- 18th century
Enter _Starved Maid_ O.P.--She goes across so slow that the Knocking
increases; just before she gets to the Door it is burst open by
_Rake_ (a Youth from College) follow'd by _attorney_, _Upholsterer_ &
_Clown Servant_. _Rake_ flourishes about, kicks against Closet Door,
breaks it open. (Tune "Alteration") takes Keys from thence--Opens an
Iron chest, assisted by _Clown_--_Rake_ scatters Cash about from out
of Bags--Lawyer having sat down & produced a Paper with the Word
"Inventory" written at Top, begins to count Cash, pocketing some at
opportunities; _Upholsterer_ fetches a Ladder & goes to work to take
down Tapestry. _Rake_ breaks open Bureau, throws parchments about;
seeming to look for one in particular. _Clown_ having observed the
_Lawyer_ pocke[ts] some Cash, places himself so near _Lawyer_, that he
puts the money into _Clown's_ pocket, supposing to have put it into his
own. A Knocking at the Door obliges _Clown_ to go. _Taylor_, with a Roll
of Black Cloth, is introduced by _Clown_, much ceremony between _Taylor_
& _Clown_.--_Taylor_ proceeds & measures _Rake_. _Clown_ gets his
fingers snipp'd for interfering. The Door having been left open--Enter
_Starv'd Maid_ with wood; & goes to the Fireplace; _Clown_ then looking
at _Upholsterer_ at Work, the money from the raftor falls into _Clown's_
mouth, at which he Spits & makes a piece of work as if hurt, puts his
hand to his mouth & finding it is money Returns & holds up the flap of
his coat to catch more. Enter P.S. _Mother & Daughter_, at sight of whom
_Rake_ stands aghast.--Girl approaches him. _Rake_ turns from her--She
retreats in Tears--_Mother_ enraged shews Letters--_Girl_ shews a
Ring--_Rake_ takes a handful of Guineas, offers _mother_--who rejects
them, striking his hand, scatters them on the Ground; _Lawyer_ Turns
_Mother & Daughter_ out, placing _Clown_ with his back against the Door.
_Rake_ in great agitation, walks about, _Taylor_ following him to finish
measuring him: Lawyer picking up the money & pocketing some.--_Clown_
points to _Rake_--who, on seeing _Lawyer_ at it, takes Rolls of
Parchment & beats _Lawyer_ about the Head--upon which _Clown_ takes the
Roll of Black Cloth & knocks it about _Taylor's_ head, _Taylor_ resists,
_Upholsterer_ on his Ladder Laughs--The Scuffle increases, in which they
knock down the Ladder, _Upholsterer_ falls--_Rake_ & _Clown_ turn them
all out.
* * * * *
_Scene 3^{d}_
_Enter Mother & Daughter_
_Duett_--Tune--"An Old Woman Cloathed in Grey."
_Mother._ His Vows, ah! Why did'st thou believe?
He ne'er meant a promise to keep,
He talk'd but of Love to decieve,
Then Leave plunder'd Virtue to weep.
Yet Tears my Sad Chidings disarm,
For thy fault Pity pleadingly moves
In her Bosom Affection Shall warm
The Daughter she tenderly loves.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account