Good luck attend us
all. Fill the Glasses.
Air XIX.--Fill every Glass, &c.
MATT.
Fill ev'ry Glass, or Wine inspires us,
And fires us
With Courage, Love and Joy.
Women and Wine should Life employ.
Is there ought else on Earth desirous?
CHORUS
Fill ev'ry Glass, &c.
Scene 2.
To them enter MACHEATH.
MACHEATH. Gentlemen, well met. My Heart hath been with you this Hour: but
an unexpected Affair hath detain'd me. No ceremony, I beg you.
MATT. We were just breaking up to go upon Duty. Am I to have the Honour
of taking the Air with you, Sir, this Evening upon the Heath? I drink a
Dram now and then with the Stage-coachmen in the way of Friendship and
Intelligence; and I know that about this Time there will be Passengers upon
the Western Road, who are worth speaking with.
MACHEATH. I was to have been of that Party---but----
MATT. But what, Sir?
MACHEATH. Is there any Man who suspects my Courage?
MATT. We have all been Witnesses of it.
MACHEATH. My Honour and Truth to the Gang?
MATT. I'll be answerable for it.
MACHEATH. In the Division of our Booty, have I ever shewn the least Marks
of Avarice or Injustice?
MATT. By these Questions something seems to have ruffled you. Are any of
us suspected?
MACHEATH.
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