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Why do you talk so, Sir? Sir Feeb. Was it anger'd at the Fool's Prattle? tum a-me, tum a-me, I'll undress it, effags, I will Roguy. Let. You are so wanton, Sir, you make me blush I will not go to bed, unless you'll promise me Sir Feeb. Let. What shall I do? assist me, gentle Maid, Thy Eyes methinks put on a little hope. Phil. Take Courage, Madam you guess right be confident. Sir Feeb.
Was Handsomer than ever I did See her, many thinking her Handsomer than the Bride. Had a great Following, the which the Hussy treat'd with Disdain. "'Have you Kiss'd the Bride, Sir? says shee, a-mocking of me after her Wont. 'What a Fine Thing is a Love-Match, Master Freeman! "'Have you Wish'd the Bridegroom Joy? says I. The woman anger'd me.
As Saddletree had two children boarded with Whackbairn, and was, as we have seen, rather fond of Butler's society, he turned his palfrey's head towards Liberton, and came, as we have already said, to give the unfortunate usher that additional vexation, of which Imogene complains so feelingly, when she says, "I'm sprighted with a fool Sprighted and anger'd worse."
I must own, my charming Philander, that my love is now arrived to that excess, that every thought which before but discompos'd me, now puts me into a violence of rage unbecoming my sex; or any thing but the mighty occasion of it, love, and which only had power to calm what it had before ruffled into a destructive storm: but like the anger'd sea, which pants and heaves, and retains still an uneasy motion long after the rude winds are appeas'd and hush'd to silence; my heart beats still, and heaves with the sensible remains of the late dangerous tempest of my mind, and nothing can absolutely calm me but the approach of the all-powerful Philander; though that thought possesses me with ten thousand fears, which I know will vanish all at thy appearance, and assume no more their dreadful shapes till thou art gone again: bring me then that kind cessation, bring me my Philander, and set me above the thoughts of cares, frights, or any other thoughts but those of tender love; haste then, thou charming object of my eternal wishes, and of my new desires; haste to my arms, my eyes, my soul, but oh, be wondrous careful there, do not betray the easy maid that trusts thee amidst all her sacred store.
The next morning Reynard waited at the Court till he had learnt from the medical man that Betty's attack promised to be a very light one or, as it was expressed, 'very fine'; and in taking his leave sent up a note to her: 'Now I must be Gone. I promised your Mother I would not see You yet, and she may be anger'd if she finds me here. Promise to see me as Soon as you are well?
As Saddletree had two children boarded with Whackbairn, and was, as we have seen, rather fond of Butler's society, he turned his palfrey's head towards Liberton, and came, as we have already said, to give the unfortunate usher that additional vexation, of which Imogene complains so feelingly, when she says, "I'm sprighted with a fool Sprighted and anger'd worse."
A pail of water stood beside her; and around lay scatter'd a score or more of long thorns, cut to the shape of hair pins. 'Tis probable that after a minute's watching I let some laughter escape me. At any rate Joan turned, spied me, and scrambled up, with an angry red on her cheek. "Why, Joan," said I, "don't be anger'd. It suits you choicely it does indeed." "Art scoffing, I doubt."
Our noble King will send thee his own leech Sick? or for any matter anger'd at me? Then Lancelot lifted his large eyes; they dwelt Deep-tranced on hers, and could not fall: her hue Changed at his gaze: so turning side by side They past, and Balin started from his bower. 'Queen? subject? but I see not what I see. Damsel and lover? hear not what I hear. My father hath begotten me in his wrath.
You are too raw, I'll wager, to be of any help; and boggling I detest." "Indeed, sir," I broke in, now thoroughly anger'd, "I can use the small sword as well as another." "Tush! Try him, Jacques." Jacques, still wearing a stolid face, brought his weapon to the guard. Stung to the quick, I wheel'd round, and made a lunge or two, that he put aside as easily as though I were a babe.
Hold, Sir, are you grown desperate? Alcippus, what is't you design in this? Alcip. To fight, Pisaro, and be kill'd. Pis. By Heaven, you shall not fight, unless with me, And you have so anger'd me with this rash action, I could almost provoke you to it. Enter Alcander. Alcan. Gods, Sir, that you should thus expose your self, The World's great Heir, against a desperate Madman! Pis.
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