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She Stoops to Conquer

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The Mistakes Of A Night.

A Comedy in Five Acts

(1773)

Dedication:

To Samuel Johnson, LL.D. Dear Sir,--By inscribing this slight performance to you, I do not mean so much to compliment you as myself. It may do me some honour to inform the public, that I have lived many years in intimacy with you. It may serve the interests of mankind also to inform them, that the greatest wit may be found in a character, without impairing the most unaffected piety. I have, particularly, reason to thank you for your partiality to this performance. The undertaking a comedy not merely sentimental was very dangerous; and Mr. Colman, who saw this piece in its various stages, always thought it so. However, I ventured to trust it to the public; and, though it was necessarily delayed till late in the season, I have every reason to be grateful. I am, dear Sir, your most sincere friend and admirer, Oliver Goldsmith.

This wonderful comedy by a genius playwright, Oliver Goldsmith, in its time ran to a full playhouse for a long time; heralding the era of laughing comedies and being contemporary to other plays of the time and the same genre like "The Rivals" of Sheridan. The story revolves around the family of Hardcastles and their friends. Goldsmith brings out the comic effect in depicting these characters, their idiosyncrasies and foibles and schemes and manoeuvres which land them in more troubles. All the characters are universal and commonplace, which might have contributed to the success of this comedy. Whether its the selfish and scheming Mrs. Hardcastle, or her pampered but beneficent son Mr. Tony, or her submissive but clever niece Miss Neville, or her niece's funny and shrewd lover Mr. Hastings, all these look like your neighborhood characters you bump into. The story is about Miss Hardcastle, a vain and fashionable typical girl of the times who would try to find a suitable fiance in Mr. Marlow who is sent to Hardcastles by his father. But, he is misguided to deem the house of Hardcastles as an inn, in the process of which he considers Miss Hardcastle a barmaid, and her parents as land-lords. Mr. Hastings, a friend of Mr. Marlow, accompanies him to the house of Hardcastles, with an eye on eloping with his love, Miss Neville. Mrs. Hardcastle plans to marry her niece Neville to her son Tony, so that Neville's property remains in the family. However, Mr. Tony has plans to marry another girl. The main character, Miss Hardcastle remains as meek as a barmaid. How all these plots and counterplots fructify and finally who marries whom is the mainstay of the drama and simultaneously produces hilarity and laughter. Goldsmith, being a domestic playwright, churns out day to day characters of real life which make this rib-tickling comedy an all time play. The genius of Goldsmith is reflected in the words of Mr. Hardcastle to his daughter "I could never teach the fools of this age, that the indigent world could be clothed out of the trimmings of the vain". A great masterpiece of comedy for all lovers of literature to read!--Submitted by K. Rajagopal

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Prologue
Enter MR. WOODWARD, dressed in black, and holding a handkerchief to his eyes. Excuse me, sirs, I pray--I can't yet speak-- I'm crying now--and have been all the week. "'Tis not alone this mourning suit," good masters: "I've that within"--for which there are no plasters! Pray, would you know the reason why I'm crying? The Comic Muse, long sick, is now a-dying! And if she goes, my tears will never stop; For as a player, I can't squeeze out one drop: I am undone, that's all--shall lose my bread-- I'd rather, but that's nothing--lose my head. When the sweet maid is laid upon the bier, Shuter and I shall be chief mourners here. To her a mawkish drab of spurious breed, Who deals in sentimentals, will succeed! Poor Ned and I are dead to all intents; We can as soon speak Greek as sentiments! Both nervous grown, to keep our spirits up. We now and then take down a hearty cup. What shall we do? If Comedy forsake us, They'll turn us out, and no one else will take us. But why can't I be moral?--Let me try-- My heart thus pressing--fixed my face and eye-- With a sententious look, that nothing means, (Faces are blocks in sentimental scenes) Thus I begin: "All is not gold that glitters, "Pleasure seems sweet, but proves a glass of bitters. "When Ignorance enters, Folly is at hand: "Learning is better far than house and land. "Let not your virtue trip; who trips may stumble, "And virtue is not virtue, if she tumble." I give it up--morals won't do for me; To make you laugh, I must play tragedy. One hope remains--hearing the maid was ill, A Doctor comes this night to show his skill. To cheer her heart, and give your muscles motion, He, in Five Draughts prepar'd, presents a potion: A kind of magic charm--for be assur'd, If you will swallow it, the maid is cur'd: But desperate the Doctor, and her case is, If you reject the dose, and make wry faces! This truth he boasts, will boast it while he lives, No poisonous drugs are mixed in what he gives. Should he succeed, you'll give him his degree; If not, within he will receive no fee! The College YOU, must his pretensions back, Pronounce him Regular, or dub him Quack.

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