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a friends means of the Councel hook'd in two thousand pounds of his Arrears.

Cut.For shame let's relieve him; Colonel, you said you had a mind to settle some affairs of your Estate with me, and Captain Worm here.

Wid.I'l leave you then for a while, pray send for me, Neighbor, when you have a mind to't Heaven strengthen you; come, Tabitha.

[Exit Wid. Tab. Aur.Joll.Aurelia, go out with them, and leave us three together for half an hour.
Stay you, Will, and reach me the Cordial; I begin to hope that my extreme violent fit of Vomiting and Purging has wrought out all the Poison, and sav'd my life— my Pain's almost quite gone, but I'm so sore and faint——— give me the Glass.

Wor.What d' you mean, Colonel? you will not doat, I hope, now you'r dying? drink I know not what there, made by a Doctor and a 'Pothecary? Drink a cup o' Sack, Man; healing Sack; you'l find your old Antidote best.

Cut.H'as reason, Colonel, it agrees best with your nature; 'tis good to recover your strength———as for the danger, that's past, I'm confident, already.

Jol.Dost thou think so, honest Cutter? fetch him a Bottle o' Sack, Will, for that news; I'le drink a little my self, one little Beer-glass.

Cut.Poor creature! he would try all ways to live!

Joll.Why if I do die, Cutter, a Glass o' Sack will do me no hurt I hope; I do not intend to die the Whining way, like a Girl that's afraid to lead Apes in Hell—
Enter Will, with a Bottle & great Glass
So, give it me; a little fuller,— yet— it warms exceedingly— and is very Cordial— So,— fill to the Gentlemen.

[Sings.Wor.Let's drink, let's drink, whilst breath we have;
You'l find but cold, but cold drinking in the Grave.

Cut.A Catch 'ifaith! Boy, go down, Boy, go down,
And fill us t'other quart,
That we may drink the Colonel's health

Wor.That we may drink the Colonel's health

Both.Before that we do part.

Wor.Why dost thou frown, thou arrant Clown?
Hey boyes——— Tope—

Joll.