n'd most.

I dare engage, they, by the Vint'ners back'd,
Wou'd raise a Fund, so they alone might act.
With them 'tis ne'er Vacation, tho' we lose,
The Courts shut up, they Chamber Practice use.

Since therefore without Plays, tho' call'd a Curse,
The Good grow bad, the Bad grow worse and worse,
Show misled Zeal what Ills infest the Age,
And truly to reform, support the_ British _Stage_.

Dramatis Personae.

MEN.

Sir _Harry Sprightly_. Mr._Mills_.

Brigadier _Blenheim_, just return'd from the Army. Mr._Wilks_

Mr. _Nicknack_, a Beau-Merchant. Mr._Cibber_.

_Major Bramble_, a factious old Fellow. Mr._Johnson._

Master _Totty_, a great Boy. Mr._Bullock_.

_Knapsack_, an Attendant on the _Collonel_. Mr._Pinkethman_.

_Shrimp_, Sir Harry's Valet. Mr._Norris_.

WOMEN.

Lady _Rodomont_. Mrs._Oldfield_.

Lady _Toss-up_. Mrs._Porter_.

Mrs. _Lovejoy_, Cousin to Lady _Rodomont_. Mrs._Bradshaw_.

Mrs. _Flimsy_, Lady _Toss-up's_ Woman. Mrs._Saunders_.

_Orange-Woman._ Mr. _Pack_.

_Mercer, Manto-Maker, Sempstress, Toyman, India-Woman,_
and other Attendants.

SCENE LONDON.

In the Month of _December_.

THE
Fine Lady's Airs:
OR, AN
EQUIPAGE of LOVERS.

ACT I. SCENE I.

_Sir_ Harry _discover'd dressing; and_ Shrimp _attending_.

Sir _Har_. Where had you been last Night, you drunken Dog, that you
cou'dn't take care of me when I was drunk.

_Shr_. I happen'd, Sir, to meet with some very honest Gentlemen, that have
the Honour to wait upon other Gentlemen, where Wit and Humour brighten'd
to that degree, we pass'd about the Glass, 'till we lost our Senses.

Sir _Har_. Wit, you Rascal! Have you Scoundrels the impudence to suppose
your selves reasonable Creatures?

_Shr_. Sir, we are as much below Learning, indeed, as our Masters are
above it; but why mayn't a Servant have as good natural Parts?

Sir _Har_. Mend your Manners, Sirrah; or you shall serve the Queen.

_Shr_. Ev'ry Man ought to mend his Manners, Sir, that pretends to a Place
at Court; but the Queen's mightily oblig'd to some People.--Has a
Gentleman an impudent rakish Footman, not meaning my self, Sir, that wears
his Linen, fingers his Money, and lies with his Mistress;--You Dog, you