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Inkle and Yarico: An opera, in three acts

Inkle and Yarico: An opera, in three acts

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from Africa, and never from America, the audience, in the two last acts of this play, feel as if they had been in the wrong quarter of the globe during the first act. Inkle could certainly steal a native from America, and sell her in Barbadoes, but this is not so consonant with that nice imitation of the order of things as to rank above criticism.





PERSONS REPRESENTED.


COVENT GARDEN.

Inkle Mr. Johnstone.
Sir Christopher Curry Mr. Quick.
Campley Mr. Davies.
Medium Mr. Wewitzer.
Trudge Mr. Edwin.
Mate Mr. Darley.
Yarico Mrs. Billington.
Narcissa Mrs. Mountain.
Wowski Mrs. Martyr.
Patty Mrs. Rock.


HAYMARKET.

Inkle Mr. Bannister, jun.
Sir Christopher Curry Mr. Parsons.
Medium Mr. Baddeley.
Campley Mr. Davies.
Trudge Mr. Edwin.
Mate Mr. Meadows.
Yarico Mrs. Kemble.
Narcissa Mrs. Bannister.
Wowski Miss George.
Patty Mrs. Forster.

SCENE,—First on the Main of America: Afterwards in Barbadoes.





INKLE AND YARICO.





ACT THE FIRST.

SCENE I.

An American Forest.

Medium. [Without.] Hilli ho! ho!

Trudge. [Without.] Hip! hollo! ho!—Hip!——

Enter Medium and Trudge.

Med. Pshaw! it's only wasting time and breath. Bawling won't persuade him to budge a bit faster, and, whatever weight it may have in some places, bawling, it seems, don't go for argument here. Plague on't! we are now in the wilds of America.

Trudge. Hip, hillio—ho—hi!——

Med. Hold your tongue, you blockhead, or——

Trudge. Lord! sir, if my master makes no more haste, we shall all be put to sword by the knives of the natives. I'm told they take off heads like hats, and hang 'em on pegs, in their parlours. Mercy on us! My head aches with the very thoughts of it. Hollo! Mr. Inkle! master; hollo!

Med. [Stops his mouth.] Head aches! Zounds, so does mine, with your confounded bawling. It's enough to bring all the natives about us; and we shall be stripped and plundered in a

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