|MISS. I'cod, I don't know but that may be||130|
Y. FAS. Well, you shall have your choice when you come there.
MISS. Shall I? ----- then by my troth I'll get there
|as fast as I can. (To Nurse.) His honor desires||135|
NURSE. Tomorrow, my dear madam? Y. FAS. Yes, tomorrow, sweet nurse, privately; young folks, you know, are impatient, and Sir Tun
|belly would make us stay a week for a wedding-||140|
|we come to play it in public.||145|
NURSE. Nay, I must confess stol'n pleasures are sweet; but if you should be married now, what will you do when Sir Tunbelly calls for you to be wed?
MISS. Why, then we'll be married again.
|NURSE. What, twice, my child?||150|
MISS. I'cod, I don't care how often I'm married, not I.
Y. FAS. Pray, nurse, don't you be against your young lady's good; for by this means she'll have
|the pleasure of two wedding-days.||155|
MISS (to Nurse softly). And of two wedding- nights, too, nurse.
NURSE. Well, I'm such a tender-hearted fool, I find I can refuse nothing; so you shall e'en follow
|your own inventions.||160|
MISS. Shall I? (Aside.) O Lord, I could leap over the moon.
Y. FAS. Dear nurse, this goodness of yours shan't go unrewarded; but now you must employ
|your power with Mr. Bull, the chaplain, that||165|
NURSE. Prevail with him? ----- or he shall never prevail with me, I can tell him that.
|MISS. My lord, she has had him upon the||170|
Y. FAS. I'm glad to hear it; however, to strengthen your interest with him, you may let him know I have several fat livings in my gift, and that
|the first that falls shall be in your disposal.||175|
NURSE. Nay, then I'll make him marry more folks than one, I'll promise him.
MISS. Faith, do, nurse, make him marry you too; I'm sure he'll do't for a fat living; for he loves eating
|more than he loves his Bible; and I have often||180|
NURSE. Ay, and I'll make him commend the sauce too, or I'll bring his gown to a cassock,1 I will so.
|Y. FAS. Well, nurse, whilst you go and settle||185|
NURSE. I'll do your honor's business in the catching up of a garter. Exit Nurse.
|Y. FAS. (giving [MISS HOYDEN] his hand).||190|
MISS. Oh dear, yes, sir; I don't think you'll do any thing to me I need be afraid on. Exeunt.
Enter AMANDA and BERINTHIA.
'I SMILE at love, and all its arts,'
The charming Cynthia cried;
'Take heed, for Love has piercing darts,'
A wounded swain replied.
I trifled with his charms; I pointed at his little bow,
'Once free and blest as you are now, 5
And sported with his arms:
Till urged too far, "Revenge!" he cries,
It took its passage through your eyes, And to my heart it flew.
A fatal shaft he drew; 10II.
'To tear it thence I tried in vain;
To strive, I quickly found,
And to enlarge the wound. Ah! much too well I fear you know
Was only to encrease the pain, 15
What pain I'm to endure,
Since what your eyes alone could do,
And that (grant heaven I may mistake) I doubt2 is doomed to bear
Your heart alone can cure. 20
A burthen for another's sake,
Who ill rewards its care.'
|AMAN. Well, now, Berinthia, I'm at leisure to||25|
BER. What I had to say was only to echo the sighs and groans of a dying lover.
AMAN. Phu, will you never learn to talk in earnest
BER. Why, this shall be in earnest, if you please; for my part, I only tell you matter of fact -- you may____________________