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By His MAJESTY's SERVANTS.

Written by TH 0. S TH E RN E.
-------uo fata trahunt, virtue fecura fequetur. Lucan.
Virtus recludens immeritis mori
Ceolum, negata tentat iter via. Hor. Od. 2. lib. 3.

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Printed for H. Playford in the Temple-Change. B. TooJe at the
Middle-Temple-Gate. And A. Bettefworth .at the Red Lion
on London-Bridge, M DC XCIX.

Newly Publifhed, A Vindication of Two late Comedies, vi. The Relapfe ; o, Virtue i
Danger. And, The Prov)d Wife. By the Author of the faid Plays.
The Art of Knowing O.,cs Self; or, A Diligent Search into the Springs of Morality
L Two Parts.
Old Troop; or, Monfieur Rag., A Comedy.
City Heirefs; or, Sir Timothy T 4eat-al.
Roundheads or, The Good Old Caufe.
Young King or, The Miflake. r. rn by Mrs. BebA
Town-Fopp or, Sir Timothy Tawdrey.
PI.vr ; or, the Banififd Cavaliers.
Wr: e you may 'c f ...! whh .. N a;:dPlays





i f al refine, and Pegafus fall fam,,
And foar infearch of Ancient Greece and Rome.
Aid Cfi, e the Nation's in the C, 'rt..- Fit,
As yon by Arms, we'llvanquitJ France in Wit:
The Wor With half the Spirit that our Soldiers fght.


Perfons Reprefented.
M EN.
BY
Oroonoko, Mr.Verbruggen.
Aboan, Mr. PToell.
Lieutenant-Governor of Surinam, Mr. Wiliams.
Blanford, .Mr. Harland.
Stanmore, Mr. Horden.
Jack Stanmore, Mr. Mills.
Capt. Driver, Mr.B.johnfon.
Daniel, Son to Widow Lackitt, Mr. M. Lee.
Hottman, Mr. Synmpfo,
Planters, Indians, Negroes, Men, Women and Children.
WOM E N.
Imoinda, Mrs. Rogers.
Wiidow Lackitt, M-rs. Knight.,
Chariot Welldon, in manrs Cloaths, Mrs.Verbruggen
Lucy Welldon, her SifZer. Ai!s. Lucas.
"The S C E N E Surinam, a Colony in the W'eft-
Indies; at the Time of the A&ion of this
Tragedy, in the PofferTion of the Englijb

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OROONOKO.


ACT I. SCENE I.

Enter Welldon following Lucia.
"Luc. HAT will this come to ? What can it end
S in ? You have perfaaded me to leave dear
S England, and dearer London, the place of
the World moft worth living in, to follow you a Husband-
hunting into America: I thought Husbands grew ih thefe Plan-
tations.
Well. Why fo they do, as thick as Oranges, ripening one
under another. Week after week they drop into fome Wo-
man's mouth: 'Tis but a little patience, spreading your Apron
in expedition, and one of 'em will fall into your Lap atlaft.
Luc. Ay, fo you fay indeed.
Well. But you have left dear London, you fay: Pray what
have you left in London that was very dear to you, that had .
not left you before?
Luc. Speak for your felf, Sifter.
Well. Nay, I'll keep you in countenance. The Young Fel-
lows, you know, the deareft part of the Town, and without
whom London had been a Wildernefs to you and me, had for-
faken us a great while.
Lce. Forfaken us! I don't know that they ever had us.
Well. Forfaken us the worft way, Child; that is, did not
think us worth having ; they neglected us, no longer defign'd
"upon us, they were tir'd of us. Women in London are like
the Rich Silks, they are out of fashion a great while before
they wear out.-------
Ltc. The Devil take the Fathion, I fay.
Well. You may tumble 'em over and over at their firft com-
:u, ip, and never ( i -.:ag- their Price; but they fall upon
"B wearing