The Toy Shop (1735) The King and the Miller of Mansfield (1737) — John Shaqi
The Toy Shop (1735) The King and the Miller of Mansfield (1737)Dodsley, Robert
Philosophy
The Toy Shop (1735) The King and the Miller of Mansfield (1737)
Dodsley, Robert
English drama -- 18th century
_King._ Those that can make a Jest of what ought to be shocking to
Humanity, surely deserve not the Name of Great or Noble Men.
_Dick._ What do you think of it, Sir? If you belong to the Court, you,
perhaps, may know something of the King's Temper.
_King._ Why, if I can judge of his Temper at all, I think he would not
suffer the greatest Nobleman in his Court, to do an Injustice to the
meanest Subject in his Kingdom. But pray who is the Nobleman that is
capable of such Actions as these?
_Dick._ Do you know my Lord _Lurewell_?
_King._ Yes.
_Dick._ That's the Man.
_King._ Well, I would have you put your Design in Execution. 'Tis my
Opinion the King will not only hear your Complaint, but redress your
Injuries.
_Mil._ I wish it may prove so.
_Enter the_ KEEPERS, _leading in the_ COURTIERS.
_1 K._ Hola! _Cockle!_ Where are ye? Why, Man, we have nabb'd a Pack of
Rogues here just in the Fact.
_King._ Ha, ha, ha! What, turn'd Highwaymen, my Lords? or
Deer-stealers?
_1 C._ I am very glad to find your Majesty in Health and Safety.
_2 C._ We have run thro' a great many Perils and Dangers to Night, but
the Joy of finding your Majesty so unexpectedly, will make us forget
all we have suffer'd.
_Mil._ and } What! is this the King?
_Dick._ }
_King._ I am very glad to see you, my Lords, I confess; and
particularly you, my Lord _Lurewell_.
_Lure._ Your Majesty does me Honour.
_King._ Yes, my Lord, and I will do you Justice too; your Honour has
been highly wrong'd by this young Man.
_Lure._ Wrong'd, my Liege!
_King._ I hope so, my Lord; for I wou'd fain believe you can't be
guilty of Baseness and Treachery.
_Lure._ I hope your Majesty will never find me so. What dares this
Villain say?
_Dick._ I am not to be frighted, my Lord. I dare speak Truth at any
Time.
_Lure._ Whatever stains my Honour must be false.
_King._ I know it must, my Lord; yet has this Man, not knowing who I
was, presum'd to charge your Lordship, not only with great Injustice to
himself; but also with ruining an innocent Virgin whom he lov'd, and
who was to have been his Wife; which, if true, were base and
treacherous; but I know 'tis false, and therefore leave it to your
Lordship to say what Punishment I shall inflict upon him, for the
Injury done to your Honour.
_Lure._ I thank your Majesty. I will not be severe; he shall only ask
my Pardon, and To-morrow Morning be oblig'd to marry the Creature he
has traduc'd me with.
_King._ This is mild. Well, you hear your Sentence.
_Dick._ May I not have Leave to speak before your Majesty?
_King._ What can'st thou say?
_Dick._ If I had your Majesty's Permission, I believe I have certain
Witnesses, which will undeniably prove the Truth of all I have accus'd
his Lordship of.
_King._ Produce them.
_Dick._ _Peggy!_
_Enter_ PEGGY.
_King._ Do you know this Woman, my Lord?
_Lure._ I know her, please your Majesty, by Sight, she is a Tenant's
Daughter.
_Peg_. [_Aside._] Majesty! What, is this the King?
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