The Harlot's Progress (1733), The Rake's Progress (Ms., ca. 1778-1780) — John Shaqi
The Harlot's Progress (1733), The Rake's Progress (Ms., ca. 1778-1780)Cibber, Theophilus
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The Harlot's Progress (1733), The Rake's Progress (Ms., ca. 1778-1780)
Cibber, Theophilus
English drama -- 18th century
A Ballad Entitled & Call'd--"The Rake's Progress"--
_Ballad. Tune "The Race-Horse."_
See the Massy Chests Open'd, with Riches replete,
Plate, Jewels, & Rent-Rolls an ample Estate;
Bonds, Mortgages, Leases long buried are found,
Lawyers Servants & Tradesmen Attending around:
While with heart quite 'Elated, cheeks glowing with health,
Discarding his love, gazing pleas'd at his wealth,
Resolv'd each dull thought in gay pleasure to drown,
The Libertine Rakewell--first starts on the Town.
(2.)
His Levee attended by Bully & Sot
(Plighted vows to his fair Rustic Charmer forgot)
Poets, Dancers, Musicians, his Mansion Resort;
Boxers--Jockies, & Huntsmen, his patronage Court.
And now, in a Brothel, mid nymphs void of Fame,
Whom depravity's Render'd long Callous to Shame
He squanders his Fortune to infamy meet
And the Libertine Rakewell's the Dupe of Deceit.
(3.)
Now poverty Steals on her victim apace
And the gripe of Stern Law calls up dread in his Face,
'Till resolv'd to retrieve by his wants basely led [?]
He for Riches consents to deformity wed;
Then hurries to gaming to drive away thought,
Where Soon's dissipated the Wealth that she brought
For by Sharpers Surrounded--Each planning his Fall
The Libertine Rakewell's depriv'd of his all.
(4.)
And now in each feature we penury trace,
No longer health in his once blooming face,
Reproach in a Prison's dread gloom must he bear,
While discord & want drive the wretch to despair;
'Till of life fully Sated, pale, meagre, oppress'd,
By Friendship forsaken, All hell in his breast;
By Suicides aid from the world he retires
And the Libertine Rakewell unpitied Expires. (_Exit_)
* * * * *
_Scene 14^{th}_
_Chymist_--Discover'd. _Tune "Welcome, Brother Debtor."_
Enter _Goaler_ O.P. Introducing _Rake_ & _Old Wife_ He Sits P.S.
Enter _Men & Women Prisoners-OP._--_All Sing_.
Welcome, Welcome, Brother Debtor
To this poor but merry place;
Where No Bailiff--Dun--or Setter,
Dares to shew his frightful face.
But, kind Sir, as you're a Stranger
Down your Garnish you must pay,
Or your Coat will be in Danger
You must either Strip or pay.
_Rake_ Strips his Coat off & turns out his Breeches Pockets;--At this
Period _Financer_ drops his paper; it is picked up by another
_Prisoner_, who holds it so to Read that the audience may Read also.
"Scheme to Pay the National Debt."--
During the above Business--They all Sing--
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