MACHEATH. Wanton Hussies!
JENNY. I must and will have a Kiss to give my Wine a Zest.
[They take him about the Neck and make signs to Peachum and
Constables, who rush in upon him.
Scene 5.
To them, PEACHUM and Constables.
PEACHUM. I seize you, Sir, as my Prisoner.
MACHEATH. Was this well done, Jenny?----Women are Decoy Ducks; who can
trust them! Beasts, Jades, Jilts, Harpies, Furies, Whores!
PEACHUM. Your Case, Mr. MACHEATH, is not particular. The greatest Heroes
have been ruin'd by Women. But, to do them Justice, I must own they are a
pretty sort of Creatures, if we could trust them. You must now, Sir, take
your Leave of the Ladies, and if they have a mind to make you a Visit, they
will be sure to find you at home. This Gentleman, Ladies, lodges in Newgate.
Constables, wait upon the Captain to his Lodgings.
Air XXV.--When first I laid Siege to my Chloris, &c.
MACHEATH.
At the Tree I shall suffer with Pleasure,
At the Tree I shall suffer with Pleasure,
Let me go where I will,
In all kinds of Ill,
I shall find no such Furies as these are.
PEACHUM. Ladies, I'll take care the Reckoning shall be discharg'd.
[Exit Macheath, guarded with Peachum and Constables.
Scene 6.
The Women remain.
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