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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
- 1 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
- 2 1679, it was not published till 1683, but a second edition was called for in 1698.[35][Footnote 34: The date is fixed by the Epilogue 'at his R.H. second exile into Flanders'. The Duke of York sailed for Antwerp 4 March, 1679. He returned in Aug
- 3 [Footnote 46: '_Sappho_ famous for her Gout and Guilt,' writes Gould in _The Poetess, a Satyr_.]This she sent to his daughter-in-law with the following letter[47]:-- Madam, At such losses as you have sustain'd in that of yo{r} Glorious ffat
- 4 Published by W. Walker, 8 Grays Inn Square.' The original oil painting was purchased at the Stow Sale in 1848 (No. 57 in the sale catalogue), by J. S. Caldwell, a literary antiquarian, Linley Wood, Staffords.h.i.+re.A letter which I wrote to _The Tim
- 5 PROLOGUE, Written by a Person of Quality._Wits, like Physicians, never can agree, When of a different Society; And _Rabel's_ Drops were never more cry'd down By all the Learned Doctors of the Town, Than a new Play, whose Author is unknown: Nor c
- 6 _Flor._ Yes, I knew him at the Siege of _Pampelona_, he was then a Colonel of _French_ Horse, who when the Town was ransack'd, n.o.bly treated my Brother and my self, preserving us from all Insolencies; and I must own, (besides great Obligations) I h
- 7 _Flor._ 'Tis well-- I'll write a Note, and if I chance to see _Belvile_, and want an opportunity to speak to him, that shall let him know what I've resolv'd in favour of him._h.e.l.l._ Come, let's in and dress us. [Exeunt.SCENE II
- 8 _Fred._ No Friend to Love like a long Voyage at Sea._Blunt._ Except a Nunnery, _Fred_._Will._ Death! but will they not be kind, quickly be kind? Thou know'st I'm no tame Sigher, but a rampant Lion of the Forest._Two Men drest all over with Horns
- 9 _Flor._ She'll be disappointed then, who expects you this Night at the Garden-gate, and if you'll fail not-- as let me see the other Hand-- you will go near to do-- she vows to die or make you happy.[Looks on Callis, who observes 'em._Belv.
- 10 SCENE I. _The Long Street._ Enter _Belvile_ and _Frederick_ in Masquing-Habits, and _Willmore_ in his own Clothes, with a Vizard in his Hand._Will._ But why thus disguis'd and muzzl'd?_Belv._ Because whatever Extravagances we commit in these Fac
- 11 --Hark you, Friend, does she take or give so much by the Month!_Fred._ A Thousand Crowns! Why, 'tis a Portion for the _Infanta_._Blunt._ Hark ye, Friends, won't she trust?_Brav._ This is a Trade, Sir, that cannot live by Credit._Enter _Don Pedro
- 12 [_Willmore_ having gaz'd all this while on the Picture, pulls down a little one._Will._ This posture's loose and negligent, The sight on't wou'd beget a warm desire In Souls, whom Impotence and Age had chill'd.--This must along wi
- 13 _Ang._ I sent for you to ask my Pardon, Sir, not to aggravate your Crime.-- I thought I shou'd have seen you at my Feet imploring it._Will._ You are deceived, I came to rail at you, and talk such Truths, too, as shall let you see the Vanity of that P
- 14 _Will._ Intirely-- come, let's withdraw: where I'll renew my Vows,-- and breathe 'em with such Ardour, thou shall not doubt my Zeal._Ang._ Thou hast a Power too strong to be resisted.[Ex. _Will._ and _Angelica_._Moret._ Now my Curse go with
- 15 _Blunt._ 'Sheartlikins, thou'rt a fortunate Rogue._Will._ I am so, Sir, let these inform you.-- Ha, how sweetly they chime! Pox of Poverty, it makes a Man a Slave, makes Wit and Honour sneak, my Soul grew lean and rusty for want of Credit._Blunt
- 16 _Flor._ So, if I find him false, my whole Repose is gone. [Aside._Belv._ And but for a Vow I've made to a very fine Lady, this Goodness had subdu'd me._Fred._ Pox on't be kind, in pity to me be kind, for I am to thrive here but as you treat
- 17 _Luc._ I have nothing to pay for so great a Favour, but such a Love as cannot but be great, since at first sight of that sweet Face and Shape it made me your absolute Captive._Blunt._ Kind heart, how prettily she talks! Egad I'll show her Husband a _
- 18 _Will._ Prithee-- prithee, Child-- not so many hard Questions-- let it suffice I am here, Child-- Come, come kiss me._Flor._ Good G.o.ds! what luck is mine?_Will._ Only good luck, Child, parlous good luck-- Come hither,-- 'tis a delicate s.h.i.+ning
- 19 _Belv._ 'Sdeath I have no patience-- draw, or I'll kill you._Will._ Let that alone till to morrow, and if I set not all right again, use your Pleasure._Belv._ To morrow, d.a.m.n it.The spiteful Light will lead me to no happiness.To morrow is _An
- 20 _Belv._ I own I fought to day in the defence of a Friend of mine, with whom you (if you're the same) and your Party were first engag'd.Perhaps you think this Crime enough to kill me, But if you do, I cannot fear you'll do it basely._Ant._ N
- 21 [Offers to fight. _Flor_. runs in._Flor._ Oh, hold! whoe'er you be, I do conjure you hold.If you strike here-- I die-- [To _Belv._ _Pedro._ _Florinda!_ _Belv._ _Florinda_ imploring for my Rival! _Pedro._ Away, this Kindness is unseasonable.[Puts her
- 22 _Will._ Do not be modest now, and lose the Woman: but if we shall fetch her back, so-- _Belv._ Do not speak to me._Will._ Not speak to you!-- Egad, I'll speak to you, and will be answered too._Belv._ Will you, Sir?_Will._ I know I've done some m
- 23 _h.e.l.l._ Madam, [_Moretta_ brings _h.e.l.lena_, who addresses her self to _Angelica_.You'l hardly pardon my Intrusion, When you shall know my Business; And I'm too young to tell my Tale with Art: But there must be a wondrous store of Goodness
- 24 [_Ang._ turns towards them.--The Rogue's bred up to Mischief, Art thou so great a Fool to credit him?_Ang._ Yes, I do; and you in vain impose upon me.--Come hither, Boy-- Is not this he you speak of?_h.e.l.l._ I think-- it is; I cannot swear, but I v
- 25 --Prithee what didst do with Callis?_Val._ When I saw no Reason wou'd do good on her, I follow'd her into the Wardrobe, and as she was looking for something in a great Chest, I tumbled her in by the Heels, s.n.a.t.c.ht the Key of the Apartment w
- 26 _Flor._ This House is haunted sure,'tis well furnisht and no living thing inhabits it-- hah-- a Man! Heavens how he's attir'd! sure 'tis some Rope-dancer, or Fencing-Master; I tremble now for fear, and yet I must venture now to speak t
- 27 _Ned Blunt, Ned, Ned_-- [and knocking within._Belv._ Why, he's dead, Sir, without dispute dead, he has not been seen to day; let's break open the Door-- here-- Boy-- _Blunt._ Ha, break open the Door! 'dsheartlikins that mad Fellow will be a
- 28 Enter _Florinda_, running masqu'd, _Pedro_ after her, _Will._ gazing round her._Flor._ Good Heaven, defend me from discovery. [Aside._Pedro._ 'Tis but in vain to fly me, you are fallen to my Lot._Belv._ Sure she is undiscover'd yet, but now
- 29 _Belv._ 'Tis well, and now my dear _Florinda_, let's fly to compleat that mighty Joy we have so long wish'd and sigh'd for.-- Come, _Fred._ you'll follow?_Fred._ Your Example, Sir,'twas ever my Ambition in War, and must be so
- 30 So mean a Thought of me, Wou'd turn my Rage to Scorn, and I shou'd pity thee, And give thee leave to live; Which for the publick Safety of our s.e.x, And my own private Injuries, I dare not do.Prepare-- [Follows still, as before.--I will no more
- 31 _Will._ And I was e'en resolv'd to go aboard, condemn my self to my lone Cabin, and the Thoughts of thee._h.e.l.l._ And cou'd you have left me behind? wou'd you have been so ill-natur'd?_Will._ Why, 'twou'd have broke my
- 32 _Ped._ Sooner than a Woman's Will, therefore I forgive you all-- and wish you may get my Father's Pardon as easily; which I fear.Enter _Blunt_ drest in a _Spanish_ Habit, looking very ridiculously; his Man adjusting his Band._Man._ 'Tis ver
- 33 p. 32, l. 28 _aside._ 1724 omits.p. 35, l. 33 _his s.h.i.+rt b.l.o.o.d.y._ 1724 gives 'their s.h.i.+rts' but 4tos, more correctly, 'his s.h.i.+rt'. It is only Willmore who has been wounded.+Act II: Scene ii+ p. 38, l. 6 _high i' t
- 34 +Act V: Scene i+ p. 86, l. 12 _Blunt's Chamber._ 4tos 'Chamber'. 1724, 1735, 'Room'.p. 86, l. 13 _as at his Chamber-door._ 1724, 1735, omit 'as'.p. 87, l. 20 _and Belvile's Page._ I have added this entrance which 4t
- 35 I do not like the dulness of your eye: It hath a heavy cast, 'tis upsee Dutch.p. 101 _Incle._ Linen thread or yarn which was woven into a tape once very much in use.+Epilogue+ p. 106 _Nokes, or Tony Lee._ James Nokes and Antony Leigh, the two famous
- 36 Pardon me then, Great Sir, if I presume to present my faithful Soldier, (which no Storms of Fate can ever draw from his Obedience) to so great a General: allow him, Royal Sir, a shelter and protection, who was driven from his Native Country with You, forc
- 37 _s.h.i.+ft._ He is, I came with him; he's impatient of your Return: I'll let him know you're here.[Exit. _s.h.i.+ft_._Feth._ Why, what a Pox ails the Captain o'th' sudden? He looks as sullenly as a routed General, or a Lover after
- 38 _Will._ Hah! cheaply purchas'd too! I languish for her._Beau._ Ay, there's the Devil on't, she is-- a Wh.o.r.e._Will._ Ah, what a charming Sound that mighty Word bears!_Beau._ d.a.m.n her, she'll be thine or any body's._Will._ I d
- 39 _Will._ I beg your Pardon now, dear _Beaumond_-- I having lately nothing else to do, took a Command of Horse from the General at the last Siege, from which I am just arriv'd, and my Baggage is behind, which I must take order for._Feth._ Pox on't
- 40 _Feth._ Few Ladies have I seen at a Sheriff's Feast have better Faces, or worn so good Clothes; and by the Lord _Harry_, if these be of the gentle Craft, I'd not give a Real for an honest Women for my use._Will._ Come follow me into the Church,
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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--
- 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
- 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
- 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,
- 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
- 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,
- 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
- 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._
- 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
- 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;
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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,
- 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,
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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'
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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 '
- 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&
- 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'
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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,
- 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_,
- 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
- 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
- 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?
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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
- 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