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Show The Way to win him. 41 Or. No, but you fhall be my intimate Acquaintance in the Grave, ( Weeps. 1 Mir. O h Tears, I muft believe ye; fure there's a kind of Simpathy in Madnefs; for even I, obdurate as I am, do feel m y Soulfo tofs'd with Storms of Paflion, that I could cry for help, as well as fhe ( Wipes his Eyes. Or. What! have you loft yoUr Lover? No, you mock m e; I'll go home, and pray. - Mir. Stay, m y fair Innocence, and hear me own m y Love fo loud, that I may call your Senfes to their place , reftore 'em to their charming happy Fundtions, and reinllate m y felf into your Favour. Bif Let her alone, Sir, 'tis all too late ; fhe trembles, hold her, her Fits grow ftronger by her talking; don't trouble her, fhe don't know you, Sir. Old M. Not know him! what then ? fhe loves to fee him-for all that. Enter Duretete. Dur. Where are you all ? What the Devil! Melancholly, and I here! Are ye fad, and fuch a ridiculous Subject, fuch a very good Jeft among ye, as 1 a m ? Mir. A w a y with this Impertinence; this is no place for Bagatel; I have murder'd m y Honour, deftroy'd a Lady, and m y defire of Reparation is come at length too late r See there. Dur. What ails her ? Mir. Alas, fhe's mad. Dur. Mad! doft wonder at that? By this Light, they're all fo; they're cozening m a d , they're brawling mad, theyire proud mad ; I juft now came from a whole World of mad W o m e n , that had almoft What, is fhe dead ? Mir. Dead! Heav'ns forbid. Dur. Heav'ns farther it; for till they be c»ld as a Key, there's no.trufting them ; you're never lure that a^ Woman's in earneft, till fhe be nail'd in her Coffm. Shall I talk to her? Are you mad, Miftrefs? Bif. What's that, to you, Sir. Dur. Oon's, Madam, are you there? (Runsoff. r Mir. Away, thou wild Buffoon ; how poor and mean this Humour now appears ? His Follies and m y own 1 here disclaim ; this Ladies Frenzy has reflor'd m y Senfes, and was fhe perfect now, as once fhe was, (before you all I fpeak it,) fhe ihou'd be mine; and as fhe is, m y Tears and Prayers fhalr tved her. Dur. H o w happy had this Declaration been fome hours ago ? S: frf |
