Tony. I wish you'd let me and my good alone then. Snubbing this way, when I'm in spirits. If I'm to have any good, let it come of itself; not to keep dinging it, dinging it into one so.
Mrs. Hard. That's false; I never see you when you're in spirits. No, Tony, you then go to the alehouse, or kennel. I'm never to be delighted with your agreeable wild notes, unfeeling monster!
Tony. Ecod! mamma, your own notes are the wildest of the two.
Mrs. Hard. Was ever the like! But I see he wants to break my heart, I see he does.
Hast. Dear madam, permit me to lecture the young gentleman a little. I'm certain I can persuade him to his duty.
Mrs. Hard. Well! I must retire. Come, Constance, my love. You see, Mr. Hastings, the wretchedness of my situation. Was ever poor woman so plagued with a dear, sweet, pretty, provoking, undutiful boy?
Exeunt Mrs. Hard. and Miss Neville.
Hastings. Tony.
Tony. (Singing)
There was a young man riding by,