may visit you; for since my honour is not wronged, I can forgive your folly.

WIFE. I shall show you, sir, that I am a woman of spirit, and not to be governed by my husband.-I shall have vapours and fits, (these they say are infallible), and if these won't do, let me see who dares carry me into the country against my will: I will swear the peace against them.

GOODWILL. Oh! oh! that ever I should beget a daughter! THOMAS. Here, John!

JOHN [enters]. An't please your worship.

THOMAS. Let all my things be packed up again in the coach they came in;-and send Betty here this instant with your mistress's riding dress.- -Come, madam, you must strip yourself of your puppet-show dress, as I will of mine; they will make you ridiculous in the country, where there is still something of Old England remaining. Come, no words, no delay; by Heaven! if you but affect to loiter, I will send orders with you to lock you up, and allow you only the bare necessaries of life. You shall know I'm your husband, and will be obeyed.

WIFE [crying]. And must I go into the country by my self? Shall I not have a husband, or a lord, or any body? -If I must go, won't you go with me?

THOMAS. Can you expect it? Can you ask me after what hath happened?

WIFE. What I did, was only to be a fine lady, and what they told me other fine ladies do, and I should never have thought of in the country; but if you will forgive me, I will never attempt to be more than a plain gentlewoman again.

THOMAS. Well, and as a plain gentlewoman you shall have pleasure some fine ladies may envy. Come, dry your eyes; my own folly, not yours, is to blame; and that I am only angry with.

WIFE. And will you go with me then, Tommy?

THOMAS. Aуy, my dear, and stay with thee too; I desire no more to be in this town, than to have thee here.

GOODWILL. Henceforth I will know no degree, no difference between men, but what the standards of honour and

virtue create the noblest birth without these is but splendid infamy; and a footman with these qualities, is a man of honour.

SONG.

WIFE. Welcome again, ye rural plains;

Innocent nymphs and virtuous swains:
Farewell town, and all its sights;
Beaus and lords, and gay delights:
All is idle pomp and noise;
Virtuous love gives greater joys.

CHORUS.

All is idle pomp and noise;
Virtuous love gives greater joys.

THE

WEDDING-DAY.

A

COMEDY,

As it is Acted at the

THEATRE-ROYAL

IN

DRURY-LANE,

By His MAIESTY's Servants.

By HENRY FIELDING, Efq;.

LONDON, Printed for A. MILLAR, oppofite to Catharine Street in the Strand. MDCCXLIII.