The Rover Part I

by Aphra Behn (1677)

Act 3 Scene 2

Blunt - Male, Under 25 yrs

Scene partner - audience

Monologue - Comedic, 1:00 to 2:00 min


Oh Lord! I am got out at last, and which is a Miracle without a Clue—and now to Damning and Cursing, — but if that would ease me, where shall I begin? with my Fortune, my self, or the Quean that cozen’d me — What a dog was I to believe in Women! Oh Coxcomb — ignorant conceited Coxcomb! to fancy she cou’d be enamour’d with my Person, at the first sight enamour’d — Oh, I’m a cursed Puppy,’tis plain, Fool was writ upon my Forehead, she perceiv’d it, —saw the Essex Calf there — for what Allurements could there be in this Countenance? which I can indure, because I’m acquainted with it — Oh, dull silly Dog! to be thus sooth’d into a Cozening! Had I been drunk, I might fondly have credited the young Quean! but as I was in my right Wits, to be thus cheated, confirms I am a dull believing English Country Fop. But my Comrades! Death and the Devil, there’s the worst of all — then a Ballad will be sung to Morrow on the Prado, to a lousy Tune of the enchanted Squire, and the annihilated Damsel — But Fred, that Rogue, and the Colonel, will abuse me beyond all Christian patience — had she left me my Clothes, I have a Bill of Exchange at home wou’d have sav’d my Credit — but now all hope is taken from me — Well, I’ll home if I can find the way with this Consolation, that I am not the first kind believing Coxcomb; but there are, Gallants, many such good Natures amongst ye.

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