Excerpt from The Dramatic Works of Sir John Vanbrugh Apologies for Plays, experience shows, Are things almost as useless as - the beaux. Whate'er we say (like them) we neither move Your friendship, pity, anger, nor your love. 'tis interest turns the globe let us but find The way to please you, and you'll soon be kind But to expect, you'd for our sakes approve, Is just as though you for their sakes should love And that, we do confess, we think a task Which (though they may impose) we never ought to ask. This is an age, where all things we improve, But, most of all, the art of making love. In former days, women were only won By merit, truth, and constant service done But lovers now are much more expert grown; They seldom wait, to approach by tedious form They' re for despatch, for taking you by storm: Quick are their sieges, furious are their fires, Fierce their attacks, and boundless their desires. Before the Play's half ended, I'll engage To show you beaux come crowding on the stage, Who with so little pains have always sped, They'll undertake to look a lady dead. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.