_Mar. jun_. I fancy, father, these wines grow at the top of Parnassus. _Luck_. Do they so, Mr Pert? why then I fancy you have never tasted them. _Mar. sen_. Suppose you should say the wines of Cape are bitter to my taste. _Luck_. Sir, I cannot alter it. _Mar. sen_. Nor we cannot act it. It won't do, sir, and so you need give yourself no farther trouble about it. _Luck_. What particular fault do you find? _Mar. jun_. Sar, there's nothing that touches me, nothing that is coercive to my passions. _Luck_. Fare you well, sir: may another play be coercive to your passions. SCENE II.--MARPLAY, senior, MARPLAY, junior. _Mar. sen_. Ha, ha, ha! _Mar. jun_. What do you think of the play? _Mar. sen_. It may be a very good one, for aught I know: but I am resolved, since the town will not receive any of mine, they shall have none from any other. I'll keep them to their old diet. _Mar. jun_. But suppose they won't feed on't? _Mar. sen_. Then it shall be crammed down their throats. _Mar. jun_. I wish, father, you would leave me that art for a legacy, since I am afraid I am like to have no other from you. _Mar. sen_. 'Tis buff, child, 'tis buff--true Corinthian brass; and, heaven be praised, tho' I have given thee no gold, I have given thee enough of that, which is the better inheritance of the two. Gold thou might'st have spent, but this is a lasting estate that will stick by thee all thy life. _Mar. jun_. What shall be done with that farce which was damned last night? _Mar. sen_. Give it them again to-morrow. I have told some persons of quality that it is a good thing, and I am resolved not to be in the wrong: let us see which will be weary first, the town of damning, or we of being damned. _Mar. jun_. Rat the town, I say. _Mar. sen_. That's a good boy; and so say I: but, prithee, what didst thou do with the comedy which I gave thee t'other day, that I thought a good one? _Mar. jun_. Did as you ordered me; returned it to the author, and told him it would not do. _Mar. sen_. You did well. If thou writest thyself, and that I know thou art very well qualified to do, it is thy interest to keep back all other authors of any merit, and be as forward to advance those of none. _Mar. jun_. But I am a little afraid of writing; for my writings, you know, have fared but ill hitherto. _Mar. sen_. That is because thou hast a little mistaken the method of writing. The art of writing, boy, is the art of stealing old plays, by changing the name of the play, and new ones, by changing the name of the author. _Mar. jun_. If it was not for these cursed hisses and catcalls---- _Mar. sen_. Harmless musick, child, very harmless musick, and what, when one is but well seasoned to it, has no effect at all: for my part, I have been used to them. _Mar. jun_. Ay, and I have been used to them too, for that matter.