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The Works of Aphra Behn Novel Chapters
List of most recent chapters published for the The Works of Aphra Behn novel. A total of 540 chapters have been translated and the release date of the last chapter is Apr 02, 2024
Latest Release: Chapter 1 : The Works of Aphra Behn.by Aphra Behn.PREFACE.It is perhaps not altogether easy to appre
The Works of Aphra Behn.by Aphra Behn.PREFACE.It is perhaps not altogether easy to appreciate the multiplicity of difficulties with which the first editor of Mrs. Behn has to cope. Not only is her life strangely mysterious and obscure, but the rubbish of
- 140 _Phil_. Oh, she's too foul for one or t'other t.i.tle._Qu_. How, Sir, do you not know me?_Phil_. When you were just, I did, And with a Reverence, such as we pay Heav'n, I paid my awful Duty;-- But as you have abus'd my Royal Father, Fo
- 139 _Qu_. What shall I do? I must not here be found._Abd_. Oh, do not fear--no Cardinal enters here; No King--no G.o.d, that means to be secure-- Slaves guard the Doors, and suffer none to enter, Whilst I, my charming Queen, provide for your Security-- You kn
- 138 The Works of Aphra Behn.by Aphra Behn.ARGUMENT.The old King of Spain, having conquered Fez and killed the Moorish monarch, has taken the orphaned prince Abdelazer under his protection and in time made him General. Abdelazer, though always courageous, has
- 137 p. 398 _Nickers._ Or knickers, marbles generally made of baked clay.cf. Duffet's farce, _The Mock Tempest_ (1675), Act iv, I:-- _Enter _Hypolito playing with Nickers._Hyp._ Anan, Anan, forsooth-- you, Sir, don't you stir the Nickers.I'l pla
- 136 p. 344 _Gad and the Lord Fleetwood._ Fleetwood, even in an age of Tartuffes, was especially distinguished for the fluency of his canting hypocrisy and G.o.dliness. He was a bitter persecutor of Catholics, a warm favourer of Anabaptists and the extremer fa
- 135 p. 418, l. 6 _no more. [Weep._ 1724 omits 'Weep'.p. 419, l. 11 _Go in._ 1724 only marks 'Ex.' for all characters.+Act V: Scene iii+ p. 419, l. 13 _Scene III. The Street._ 4tos and 1724 'Scene the Street'.p. 420, l. 3 _Viva le
- 134 p. 385, l. 8 _Beau - - ty._ And later 'fall - ing' to mark the sanctimonious drawl. 1724 prints 'Beauty' and 'falling'.p. 388, ll. 8, 10 _Exeunt._ 4tos omit. 1724 omits 'Ex. Ana.'+Act IV: Scene i+ p. 388, l. 12 _A C
- 133 +Act I: Scene i+ p. 344, l. 21 _Push a Pike._ 1724 'Push of Pike'.p. 347, l. 3 _Go out._ 1724 'Goes out'.p. 347, l. 11 _the rest of the Soldiers._ 1724 'the rest of Soldiers'.p. 350, l. 14 _Love, Wit and Beauty._ 1724 prints
- 132 _1 Pren._ _Ralph_, baste the Rump well, or ne'er hope to see a King agen._3 Pren._ The Rump will baste it self, it has been well cram'd.Enter _Freeman_, L. _Des._ _Loveless_, and L. _Lam._ _Gill._ _Tom_, Pages, &c._Cap._ Hah, n.o.ble Champion, f
- 131 _Lov._ With all our Hearts, here's Mony to make Fires-- _Free._ And here's for Drink to't, Boys._All._ Hey-- _Viva le Roy, viva les Heroicks!_ [Go out hollowing.Enter _Ananias_ peeping, _Felt-maker_, and _Joyner_._Ana._ So, the Rabble'
- 130 _Des._ No Remedy?_War._ Nene, Sirs, again the King's Evil; Bread, Sirs, ya's ene gan tol yar Stall agen: I's en follow _Duckenfield_-- Farewel, Mr. Leyer._L. Lam._ See the Vicissitudes of human Glory.These Rascals, that but yesterday pet.i.
- 129 _L. Fleet._ A very charitable Work, and ought to be encourag'd.[_Loveless_ gives in a Pet.i.tion to _Gilliflower_._Gill._ The humble Pet.i.tion of the Lady _Make-s.h.i.+ft._ [Reads.--Heav'ns, Madam, here are many thousand Hands to't of the
- 128 _L. Lam._ We, poor Creature! how simply Majesty becomes her?[They all sitting down, enter L. _Cromwel_ angrily, and takes her Place, L. _Lam. _uppermost.--Madam, as I take it, at our last sitting, our Pleasure was, that you shou'd sit no more._Crom._
- 127 _2 Pren._ A Man looks but scurvily with his Neck awry._3 Pren._ Ay, ay, we'll home._Capt._ Why, now you shew what precious Men you are-- the King wou'd be finely hop'd up with such Rascals, that for fear of a little hanging would desert his
- 126 _Felt._ Have a care what you say, Sir; but as to the City's being in Mutiny, that makes well for us: we shall fall to our old Trade of plundering; something will fall to the Righteous, and there is Plunder enough._Cor._ You plunder, Sirrah! knock him
- 125 _Lam._ Lights there, a Plot, a Popish Plot, Lights!_L. Lam._ The Crown, the Crown, guard the Crown![She groping about, finds _Lov._ by his Clothes, knows him.--Here, take this Key, the next room is my Bed-chamber, Secure yourself a moment.-- [Ex. _Loveles
- 124 _War._ Noo, Sirs, yar Dance? [They fling Cus.h.i.+ons at one another, and grin. Musick plays.] --Marry, Sirs, an this be yar dancing, tol dance and ne'er stir Stap, the Diel lead the Donce for _Archibald_.[When they have flung Cus.h.i.+ons thus a whi
- 123 _Gill._ No, no, Sir, Ladies of the last Edition, that present their Grievances to the Council of Ladies, of which my Lady's chief, which Grievances are laid open to the Committee of Safety, and so redress'd or slighted, as they are._Lov._ That m
- 122 _Des._ Ah, and with the King, the Bishops; and then, where's all our Church and Bishops Lands! oh, undone-- puff, puff._Ana._ How, bring in the King and Bishops! my righteous Spirit is raised too-- I say, I will excommunicate him for one of the Wicke
- 121 _L. Des._ By what strange Miracle, my dearest _Freeman_, wert thou set at liberty?_Free._ On the zealous Parole of _Rabbie Ananias_; that Rhetorick that can convert whole Congregations of well-meaning Blockheads to errant Knaves, has now mollify'd my
- 120 Enter _Tom_._Tom._ Madam, here's Mr. _Ananias Gogle_, the Lay-Elder of _Clement's_ Parish._L. Des._ d.a.m.n the sham Saint; am I now in Condition to be plagu'd with his impertinent Nonsense?_Tom._ Oh! Pray, Madam, hear him preach a little;
- 119 _Des._ A Dad, and all little enough._Free._ The Devil do him good with it._Des._ Had not the Lard put it into your Hearts to have given me two thousand _per Annum_ out of Bishops Lands, and three thousand _per Annum_ out of the Marquess's Estate; how
- 118 _War._ Right, my gued Lord,'sbred, that _Cromwel_ was th' faudest limmer Loon that ever cam into lour Country, the faud Diel has tane him by th'Luggs for robbing our Houses and Land._Fleet._ No swearing, my Lord._War._ Weel, weel, my Loord,
- 117 _Fleet._ Amen._Due._ I'd rather see it there than in your Hand-- [Aside._Fleet._ For we are, as it were, a Body without a Head; or, to speak more learnedly, an Animal inanimate._Hew._ My Lord, let us use, as little as we can, the Language of the Beas
- 116 _Free._ We knew, my Lord, the Influence your Ladies have over you, and Women are more tender and compa.s.sionate naturally than Men; and, Sir, 'tis hard for Gentlemen to starve._L. Lam._ Have you not able Limbs? can ye not work?_Lov._ Persons of our
- 115 _L. Lam._ Ah, _Desbro_! thou art come in the most lucky Minute-- I was just on the point of falling-- As thou say'st, these Heroicks have the strangest Power-- _L. Des._ I never knew a Woman cou'd resist 'em._L. Lam._ No marvel then, our Hu
- 114 _Crom._ Highness in the Devil's Name, sure 'tis not come to that; no, I may live to see thy Cuckold hang'd first, his Politicks are yet too shallow, Mistress. Heavens! Did my Husband make him Lord for this? raise him to Honour, Trusts, Comm
- 113 _Page._ Shall we search his Breeches, an't please your Highness, for Pistol, or other Instruments?_L. Lam._ No, Boy, we fear him not, they say the Powers above protect the Persons of Princes.[Walks away._Lov._ Sure she's mad, yet she walks loose
- 112 _Lam._ But above half the Nation are for him._War._ Bread a gued, and I's for him then._Fleet._ The Will of the Lard be done; and since 'tis his Will, I cannot withstand my Fate-- ingeniously._Whit._ My Lord _Wariston_, a Word-- What if _Lambert
- 111 _Lam._ I confess, I owe all my good Fortune to thee.Enter _Page_._Page._ My Lord, my Lord _Wariston_, Lord _Hewson_, Colonel _Cobbet_, and Colonel _Duckenfield_ desire the Honour of waiting on you._L. Lam._ This has a Face of Greatness-- let 'em wait
- 110 _L. Lam._ Heaven! How he looks and speaks-- [To _Desbro_, aside._L. Des._ Oh, these Heroicks, Madam, have the most charming Tongues._L. Lam._ Pray come to me-- and ask for any of my Officers, and you shall have admittance-- _Lov._ Who shall I ask for, Mad
- 109 _Lov._ To hear a Rascal hold forth for Bodkins and Thimbles, Contribution, my beloved! to carry on the good Cause, that is, Roguery, Rebellion, and Treason, profaning the sacred Majesty of Heaven, and our glorious Sovereign._Free._ But-- were there not pr
- 108 _2 Sold._ Let him pray, and we'll fight, and see whose business is done first; we are for the General who carries Charms in every Syllable; can act both the Soldier and the Courtier, at once expose his Breast to Dangers for our sakes-- and tell the r
- 107 Pay 'em so well, that they may ne'er recant, And so turn honest merely out of want.Pay Juries, that no formal Laws may harm us, Let Treason be secur'd by _Ignoramus_.Pay Bully Whig, who loyal Writers bang, And honest Tories in Effigie hang:
- 106 Here Monk, entering England 2 January, 1660, joined them with his forces. Lambert, deprived of his followers, was obliged to return to London. His prompt arrest by order of Parliament followed, and he, Sir Harry Vane and other members of the Committee of
- 105 Some for setting above ground Whole days and nights, upon their breeches, And feeling pain, were hang'd for witches.cf. again _The City Heiress_, Act i:-- Watch her close, watch her like a witch, Boy, Till she confess the Devil in her,---- Love.p. 23
- 104 p. 272, l. 21 _Rummer._ 4to 1673 'Romer'.p. 272, l. 33 _that's not the Fas.h.i.+on._ 1724 omits 'not'.p. 272, l. 34 _I'll manage her._ 1724 'I manage her'.+Act III: Scene iii+ p. 273, l. 6 _Scene III. Draws off. A G
- 103 p. 227, l. 3 The locale _A Street_ is not marked in 4to 1673 or 1724.p. 229, l. 4 _Christian._ 1724 'christian'.+Act I: Scene ii+ p. 231, l. 8 _his nice Honour._ 1724, wrongly, omits 'nice'.p. 232, l. 3 _I must still love on._ 1724 omi
- 102 _Hau._ I was always of that mind.-- Ha, ha, Boys, who be all these Dons and Donnas?-- Harkye, _Lovis_, I hope the Wife you promis'd me is amongst these fair Ladies, for so I guess they are both, fair and Ladies._Lov._ You guess right, Sir._Alon._ Now
- 101 _Car._ I mean, Sir, what's your Name, and which of you is _Haunce van Ezel_?_Hau._ Ay, which of us is _Haunce van Ezel_? tell us that, Sir; we shall handle ye i'faith now-- _Alon._ He, Sir, can best inform you. [Pointing to _Haunce_._Hau._ Who,
- 100 _Olin._ Good Lord, what Joys you have found out for the first Night of a young Bride and Bridegroom. Fiddles and Dancing, ha, ha, ha! they'll be much merrier by themselves, than Fiddles and Dancing can make them, you Fool.Enter _Haunce_ and _Gload_.B
- 99 _Franc._ Yes, Sir, nor knows of that vile Message which I brought you._Silv._ What Devil set thee on to tempt me then?_Franc._ The worst of Devils, hopeless, raging Love; And you, my Lord, were the unhappy Object._Mar._ Oh sinful Woman, what was thy Desig
- 98 [Offers to go, but stops._Mar._ Hah, _Silvio_! unseen I'll hear the Business.[Goes aside._Silv._ I would fain shun thee, but this impious Weight Of Love upon my Soul hinders my flight: I'm fixt-- like conscious Guilt it keeps me here, And I am n
- 97 _Mar._ I protest I could wish-- _Alon._ Ay, so could I, Sir, that you had made a better Judgment of my Humour: All must out, I have no other way to avoid this Compliment else.Why look ye, _Marcel_-- Your Sister is-- Pox, I am ill at Dissimulation, and the
- 96 _Hip._ I fear, _Antonio_, still thou dost dissemble._Ant._ So let me find Forgiveness when I die, If any fear of Death have wrought this change, But a pure Sense of all my Wrongs to thee, Knowing thy constant Love, and Virtue to me._Mar._ I will secure yo
- 95 Man or Woman, thou'rt worth our Care-- She faints-- come, let us bear her hence.[She faints, _Antonio_ kneels to her._Ant._ Oh stay, _Hippolyta_, and take me with thee, For I've no use of Life when thou art gone. [Weeps.Here, kill me, brave _Mar
- 94 [Goes forward, sees _Hippolyta_, who justles him in pa.s.sing by; he stops and looks._Hip._ You seem, Sir, to be he whom I expect._Ant._ I'm call'd _Antonio_, Sir-- _Hip._ And I _Alonzo_; the rest we need not ask, For thou art well acquainted wi
- 93 _Silv._ 'Tis so-- 'tis true, _Marcel_, I rudely did intrude-- _Mar._ Oh, quickly haste-- this looks like Women's jangling.[Offers to fight again._Silv._ Oh, is it bravely done, _Marcel_, to punish A Pa.s.sion which you ought to pity rather?
- 92 _Hip._ I am a Stranger and a Gentleman, And have an humble Suit to you._Alon._ You may command me any thing._Hip._ Sir, there is a Gentleman, if I may call him so, that dares do ill; has put a base Affront upon a Lady-- a Lady whom all brave Men are bound
- 91 _Lov._ How! I beat him?_Hau._ You beat him, yes, you; what a Pox do you scruple such a kindness to a Friend? I know you make no more of killing a Man next your Heart in a Morning, than I do of eating a pickled Herring._Lov._ But she desir'd you to do
- 90 _Hau._ Softly, you d.a.m.n'd Rogue, not a Word of my Prowess aloud._Salerimente_, I shall be put to fight when I am sober, shall I, for your d.a.m.n'd prating, ye Rascal?_Euph._ I am glad you have that good Quality.[_Olinda_ speaking to _Gload_,
- 89 _Hau._ Hark ye, Lady-- Well, what next now? Oh pox, quite out, quite out; tell me whether the old Man ly'd or no, when he told me you lov'd me._Euph._ I love you!_Hau._ Look you there now, how she looks again._Car._ She's only bashful, Sir,
- 88 _Hau._ By the Goodness of yours, you should be none, ha, ha, ha. Did I not meet with him there, _Gload_, hah? But pray refresh my Memory, and let me know you; I come to seek a Father amongst you here, one Don _Carlo_._Car._ Am I not the Man, Sir?_Hau._ Ho
- 87 Enter _Marcel_, and is amaz'd._Mar._ Hah! _Silvio_ with _Clarinda_ in our House! Oh, daring Villain!to make this place a Sanctuary To all thy l.u.s.ts and Treachery! Now I'm convinc'd, 'twas he that wounded me, And he that fled last Ni
- 86 This strange unusual something in my Soul, That pleads so movingly for _Silvio_ there; And makes me wish him not allied to me?[A noise of rural Musick is heard within the Trees, as Pipes, Flutes, and Voices.Hah! what pleasant Noise is this? sure 'tis
- 85 _Glo._ Slaves said you, Sir? hah-- _Hip._ Oh, as you're a Gentleman, a.s.sist me. [To _Haunce_._Hau._ a.s.sist thee? this Fellow looks as he would not have his Abilities call'd in question; otherwise I am amorous enough to do thee a kindness.[Of
- 84 [In great Rage._Ant._ What said my fairest Mistress?[Goes to her looking softly._Hip._ I said that thou wert perjur'd, false and base.[Less in Rage. _Ant._ My dear _Hippolyta_, speak it again, I do not understand thee, [Takes her by the Hand._Hip._ I
- 83 _Hau._ _Salerimente_, a Sea-phrase too! Why, ye Rascal, I tell you I can indure nothing that puts me in mind of that Element.[Drinks._Gload._ The Sight of _Donna Euphemia_ will-- [_Gload_ drinks between whiles too._Hau._ Hold, hold, let me consider whethe
- 82 _Alon._ Would to G.o.d 'twere come but to that, I was just upon the Point of it when you enter'd. But I know not what the Devil there is in that Face of yours, but it has debauch'd every sober Thought about me: Faith, do not let us marry ye
- 81 [Gives him Letters._Car._ I remember amongst his other Faults, my Son writ me word he had Courage: If so, I shall consider what to do. [Reads.] Sir, I find by these your Father's Letters, you are not yet arriv'd._Alon._ I know that, Sir, but I w
- 80 _Alon._ That will not satisfy my Honour, tho 'twill my Love; that I have not _Hippolyta_, I will owe to my own Inconstancy, not theirs: besides, this may be a Cheat, as you say._Lov._ But does _Euphemia_ love you?_Alon._ Faith, I think she has too mu
- 79 [_Alonzo_ looks with wonder on _Clarinda_._Alon._ She's heavenly fair too, and has surpriz'd my Heart, Just as 'twas going to the other's Bosom, And rob'd her at least of one half of it. [Aside._Clar._ Madam, I am a Virgin in dist
- 78 _Silv._ I am not-- well-- _Cleo._ Sleep, Sir, will give you ease._Silv._ I cannot sleep, my Wounds do rage and burn so, as they put me past all power of rest._Cleo._ We'll call your Surgeon, Sir._Silv._ He can contribute nothing to my Cure, But I mus
- 77 _Clar._ I tell you I did hear the noise of fighting._Dorm._ Why, between whom should it be? I'll be sworn _Marcel_ came in alone._Clar._ _Marcel_! and wounded too! oh I'm lost.[Sees him, weeps._Mar._ Keep your false Tears to bathe your Lover
- 76 Enter _Antonio_ in haste with _Hippolyta_; weeping as pa.s.sing over the Stage._Ant._ Come, let us haste, I fear we are pursu'd._Hip._ Ah, whither shall we fly?_Ant._ We are near the Gate, and must secure our selves with the Darkness of the Night in
- 75 _Mar._ Why, dost thou know it then?Stand by, I shall forget thou art my Friend else, And thro thy Heart reach hers._Alon._ Nothing but Love could animate him thus, He is my Rival. [Aside._Marcel_, I will not quit one inch of Ground; Do what thou dar'
- 74 _Alon._ I fear it. Oh, had she not been honest!What Joy, what Heaven of Joys she would distribute!With such a Face, and Shape, a Wit, and Mein-- But as she is, I know not what to do._Lov._ You cannot marry her._Alon._ I would not willingly, tho I think I&
- 73 _Euph._ Sure he is real. [Aside.Alas! I am discover'd; how came my Veil off?[She pretends to recover, and wonder that her Veil is off._Alon._ That you have let me see that lovely Face, May move your Pity, not your Anger, Madam; Pity the Wounds '
- 72 _Euph._ You're strangely impatient, Sir._Alon._ O you should like me the better for that, 'tis a sign of Youth and Fire._Euph._ But, Sir, before I let you see my Face-- _Alon._ I hope I must not promise you to like it._Euph._ No, that were too u
- 71 _Silv._ Yes, at the Corner of St. _Jerom's_; where after seeing many Faces which pleas'd me not, I would have took my leave; but the Matron of the House, a kind obliging Lady, seeing me so nice, and of Quality, (tho disguis'd) told me she h
- 70 _Franc._ What, still with folded Arms and down-cast looks?_Silv._ Oh _Francisca_!My Brother's Presence now afflicts me more Than all my Fears of Cruelty from _Cleonte_; She is the best, the sweetest, kindest Sister-- _Franc._ Ay, Sir, but she will ne
- 69 _Lo._ I have often heard of some such thing, but durst not ask the Truth of it._Alon._ 'Tis so, all that I know of my self is, that a _Spanish_ Souldier, who brought me up in the Army, dying, confest I was not his Son, (which till then I believ'
- 68 Yet another mishap occurred. The epilogue, which had been promised by a friend, did not come to hand, and accordingly the present epilogue was hastily composed. Though containing nothing notably witty or pointed it does not fall below the generality of th
- 67 p. 198 _Plymouth Cloaks._ Obsolete slang for a cudgel 'carried by one who walked _en cuerpo_, and thus facetiously a.s.sumed to take the place of a cloak'. Fuller (1661), _Worthies_, 'Devon' (1662), 248, 'A Plimouth Cloak. That is
- 66 +Dedication+ p. 113 _The Duke._ James, Duke of York, for whom Mrs, Behn, a thorough Tory, entertained sentiments of deepest loyalty. The 'absence', 'voluntary Exile', 'new Exiles', mentioned in the Dedication all refer to Jam
- 65 p. 178, l. 28 _in the Piazza._ 4to 1681 'Piazzo', and always this form.p. 178, l. 35 _and goes out._ 4to 1681 'and ex.'p. 181, l. 11 _whistle to the Birds._ 1724 'whistle to Birds'.+Act IV: Scene ib+ p. 182, l. 18 _Aur. Well,
- 64 p. 128, l. 34 _like a Christmas Sweet-heart._ 4to 1681 'boto Christmas Sweet-heart'.p. 129, l. 26 _have I._ 1724 'I have'.+Act I: Scene ia+ p. 131, l. 36 _hot Shot_, 1724 omits 'hot'.p. 134, l. 9 _to receive._ 1724, wrongly,
- 63 _Pet._ Hah, _La Nuche_!_Blunt._ How! cozen'd again!_Will._ Look ye, Sir, she's so beautiful, you need no Portion, that alone's sufficient for Wit._Feth._ Much good may do you with your rich Lady, _Edward._ _Blunt._ Death, this Fool laugh at
- 62 _Beau._ Yes, yes, I know she's innocent of this, for which I owe no thanks to either of you, but to my self who mistook her in the dark._La Nu._ And you it seems mistook me for this Lady; I favour'd your Design to gain your Heart, for I was told
- 61 _Feth._ To fight away a couple of such hopeful Monsters, and two Millions-- 'owns, was ever Valour so improvident?_Blunt._ Your fighting made me mistake: for who the Pox wou'd have look'd for _Nicholas Fetherfool_ in the person of a Hero?_F
- 60 _Feth._ Ay, she sleeps as 'twere her last. What if I made bold to unrig her? So if I miss the Lady, I have at least my Charges paid: what vigorous Lover can resist her Charms?-- [Looks on her.But shou'd she wake and miss it, and find it about me
- 59 _Will._ Hum, a Woman of Quality and jilt me-- Egad, that's strange now-- Well, who shall a Man trust in this wicked World?Enter _La Nuche_ as before._La Nu._ This should be he, he saunters about like an expecting Lover.[_Will._ peeping and approachin
- 58 _Beau._ Forgive me; oh so very well I love, Did I not know that thou hadst been a Wh.o.r.e, I'd give thee the last proof of Love-- and marry thee._Will._ The last indeed-- for there's an end of Loving; Do, marry him, and be curst by all his Fami
- 57 SCENE I. _A Chamber._ _La Nuche_ on a Couch in an Undress, _Willmore_ at her Feet, on his Knees, all unbraced: his Hat, Sword, &c. on the Table, at which she is dressing her Head._Will._ Oh G.o.ds! no more!I see a yielding in thy charming Eyes; The Blushe
- 56 _Pet._ Heaven, what noise is this?-- we are undone, part 'em, _Sancho_.[They part 'em._Feth._ Give me my Sword; nay, give me but a Knife, that I may cut yon Fellow's Throat-- _Car._ Sirrah, I'm a Grandee, and a _Spaniard_, and will be
- 55 _Pet._ So, now will I to the Seigniora's Bed my self, drest and perfum'd, and finish two good Works at once; earn five hundred Crowns, and keep up the Honour of the House. [Aside.] --Softly, sweet Don.[Lights him out._Aur._ And I will do two mor
- 54 _Aria._ You see how well he far'd for being modest._Will._ He might be modest, but 'twas not over-civil to put her G.o.ddesss.h.i.+p to asking first; thou seest I'm better bred-- Come let's haste to silent Grots that attend us, dark Gr
- 53 _Aria._ Hold, if she take him not away, I shall disappoint my Man-- faith, I'll not be out-done in Generosity.[Gives him to _La Nuche_.Here-- Love deserves him best-- and I resign him-- Pox on't I'm honest, tho that's no fault of mine;
- 52 _La Nu._ I must not lose this lavish loving Fool-- [Aside._Will._ So, I hope he will be civil and withdraw, and leave me in possession-- _Beau._ No, tho my Fortune should depend on thee; nay, all my hope of future happiness-- by Heaven, I scorn to marry t
- 51 _La Nu._ Will you then be ever kind and true?_Will._ Ask thy own Charms, and to confirm thee more, yield and disarm me quite._La Nu._ Will you not marry then? for tho you never can be mine that way, I cannot think that you should be another's._Will._
- 50 _Aria._ What would you, Sir, ought with this Lady?_Will._ Yes, that which thy Youth will only let thee guess at-- this-- Child, is Man's Meat; there are other Toys for Children.[Offers to lead her off._La Nu._ Oh insolent! and whither would'st t
- 49 _La Nu._ So had you need. I should have guest the first by your pertness; for your saucy thing of Quality acts the Man as impudently at fourteen, as another at thirty: nor is there any thing so hateful as to hear it talk of Love, Women and Drinking; nay,
- 48 --I am sorry you cannot enter at that low Door, Seignior, I'll have it broken down-- _Hunt._ No, Seignior, I can go in at twice._Feth._ How, at twice! what a Pox can he mean?_Will._ Oh, Sir,'tis a frequent thing by way of Inchantment. Hunt _bein
- 47 _Giant._ I doubt you'll scarce secure me from that Fear, who court my Fortune, not my Beauty._Feth._ Hu, how scornful she is, I'll warrant you-- why I must confess, your Person is something heroical and masculine, but I protest to your Highness,
- 46 _Aria._ Farewel, believing c.o.xcomb. [Enter _Lucia_._Lucia._ Madam, the Clothes are ready in your Chamber._Aria._ Let's haste and put 'em on then. [Runs out.ACT III.SCENE I. _A House._ Enter _Fetherfool_ and _Blunt_, staring about, after them
- 45 _Luc._ Your Cousin _Beaumond_ will forbid the Banes._Aria._ No, nor old _Carlos_ neither, my Mother's precious Choice, who is as sollicitous for the old Gentleman, as my Father-in-Law is for his Nephew. Therefore, _Lucia_, like a good and gracious Ch
- 44 _Hunt._ I never saw his Wors.h.i.+p on foot before._Car._ Sirrah, none of your Jests, this must be by diabolical Art, and shall cost the Seignior dear-- Men of my Garb affronted-- my Jennet vanisht-- most miraculous-- by St. _Jago_ I'll be revenged--
- 43 [A Hollowing. Enter from the Front a Bank, a Pageant, which they fix on the Stage at one side, a little Pavilion on't, Musick playing, and Operators round below, or Antickers.[Musick plays, and an Antick Dance.Enter _Willmore_ like a Mountebank, with
- 42 _Blunt._ Nature!-- why any of your Tricks would serve-- but if he could be conveniently strip'd and beaten, or tost in a Blanket, or any such trivial Business, thou wouldst do me a singular Kindness; as for Robbery he defies the Devil: an empty Pocke
- 41 _Will._ So is the Pox, good Matron, of which you can afford good Penniworths._La Nu._ He charms me even with his angry Looks, and will undo me yet._Pet._ Let's leave this Place, I'll tell you my Success as we go.[Ex. all, some one way, some anot