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Samuel Foote's "The Lame Lover" is a vibrant and audacious comedy that explores themes of love, deception, and the societal norms of the 18th century. The play is characterized by its witty dialogue and intricate plot, weaving a tapestry of mistaken identities and romantic entanglements. Foote employs elements of farce and satire, reflecting the theatrical innovations of his time, particularly the burgeoning trend towards more irreverent and humorous depictions of social mores. The narrative tension hinges on the titular 'lame lover,' whose physical handicap serves as both a comedic device and a poignant commentary on societal perceptions of disability and desirability. Samuel Foote was a prominent actor and playwright, known for his sharp wit and penchant for scandal. His own experiences with physical disability, having suffered from a limp due to an injury, uniquely positioned him to interrogate the societal attitudes surrounding love and physicality in "The Lame Lover." A contemporary of figures like David Garrick, Foote's work often elicited both admiration and controversy, as he was unafraid to challenge the status quo in his explorations of human relationships. This masterful comedy is essential reading for scholars of 18th-century literature and theatre, as it not only entertains with its humorous twists and lively characters but also invites reflection on the complexities of love and acceptance. Readers seeking a sophisticated blend of humor and social critique will find "The Lame Lover" both enlightening and enjoyable.
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Written and Spoken by Mr. Gentleman.
1. Alluding to Mr. Garrick's Prologue to the Jubilee.
Enter Serjeant CircuitandCharlot.
CHARLOT.
I tell you, Sir, his love to me is all a pretence: it is amazing that you, who are so acute, so quick in discerning on other occasions, should be so blind upon this.
SERJEANT.
But where are your proofs, Charlot? What signifies your opening matters which your evidence cannot support?
CHARLOT.
Surely, Sir, strong circumstances in every court should have weight.
SERJEANT.
So they have collaterally, child, that is by way as it were of corroboration, or where matters are doubtful; then indeed, as Plowden wisely observes "Les circonstances ajout beaucoup depoids aux faits."—You understand me?
CHARLOT.
Not perfectly well.
SERJEANT.
Then to explain by case in point; A, we will suppose, my dear, robs B of a watch upon Hounslow heath—dy'e mind, child?
CHARLOT.
I do, Sir.
SERJEANT.
A, is taken up and indicted; B swears positively to the identity of A.—Dy'e observe?
CHARLOT.
Attentively.
SERJEANT.
Then what does me A, but sets up the alibi C, to defeat the affidavit of B.—You take me.
CHARLOT.
Clearly.
SERJEANT.
So far you see then the ballance is even.
CHARLOT.
True.
SERJEANT.
But then to turn the scale, child, against A, in favour of B, they produce the circumstance D, viz. B's watch found in the pocket of A; upon which, the testimony of C being contradicted by B,—no, by D,—why then A, that is to say C,—no D,—joining B, they convict C,—no, no, A,—against the affidavit of C.—So this being pretty clear, child, I leave the application to you.
CHARLOT.
Very obliging, Sir. But suppose now, Sir, it should appear that the attention of Sir Luke Limp is directed to some other object, would not that induce you to—
SERJEANT.
Other object! Where?
CHARLOT.
In this very house.
SERJEANT.
Here! why the girl is non compos; there's nobody here, child, but a parcel of Abigals.
CHARLOT.
No, Sir?
SERJEANT.
No.
CHARLOT.
Yes, Sir, one person else.
SERJEANT.
Who is that?
CHARLOT.
But remember, Sir, my accusation is confined to Sir Luke.
SERJEANT.
Well, well.
CHARLOT.
Suppose then, Sir, those powerful charms which made a conquest of you, may have extended their empire over the heart of Sir Luke?
SERJEANT.
Why, hussy, you don't hint at your mother-in-law?
CHARLOT.
Indeed, Sir, but I do.
SERJEANT.
Ay; why this is point blank treason against my sovereign authority: but can you, Charlot, bring proof of any overt acts?
CHARLOT.
Overt acts!
SERJEANT.
Ay; that is any declaration by writing, or even word of mouth is sufficient; then let 'em demur if they dare.
CHARLOT.
I can't say that, Sir; but another organ has been pretty explicit.
SERJEANT.
Which?
CHARLOT.
In those cases a very infallible one—the eye.
SERJEANT.
Pshaw! nonsense and stuff.—The eye!—The eye has no authority in a court of law.
CHARLOT.
Perhaps not, Sir, but it is a decisive evidence in a court of love.
SERJEANT.
Hark you, hussy, why you would not file an information against the virtue of madam your mother; you would not insinuate that she has been guilty of crim. con.?
CHARLOT.
Sir, you mistake me; it is not the lady, but the gentleman I am about to impeach.
SERJEANT.
Have a care, Charlot! I see on what ground your action is founded—jealousy.
CHARLOT.
You were never more deceiv'd in your life; for it is impossible, my dear Sir, that jealousy can subsist without love.
SERJEANT.
Well.
CHARLOT.
And from that passion (thank heaven) I am pretty free at present.
SERJEANT.
Indeed!
CHARLOT.
A sweet object to excite tender desires!
SERJEANT.
And why not, hussy?
CHARLOT.