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You must not part thus, Mrs; here are men Has scapd Cla. The Gallowes. Suc. Ile rigg you up; although you were a Carack I shall find tackling for you. Bel. You are uncivill; pray, desist. Crac. Not kisse a gentleman? a pretty ring this same: I have a mind to it and I must have it. Bel. You will not robb me of it? Suc. I will intreate this glove which shall adorne In fight my burgonett. Cla.
Can there be Curses more horrid, incident to earth For its past Sinns, then would depend on you For such a bold presumption as your breatch Of faith would be. Cla. Our tyrant fate has found Yet uninvented torments to expresse Our loyall soules. O, Thurston, thou wert never Not when our mutuall freindships might have taught The constant turtles amity more deare To me then now.
Noe soule long tir'd with famine, whom kind death Has new enfranchisd from the loathed flesh, With happier expedition enters heaven Then mine thy bosome, Bonvill. Let our loves, Like plants that by their cutting downe shoot up, Straiter and taller flourish: we are now Inseperable. Cla. Your good fates, though I Repine not at them, makes my unhappy fortunes Appeare farr more disastrous. Bon.
Enter Thorowgood, Clariana, and Magdalen. Mag. This way she went, Ime sure. Cla. Yonder is somebody among the Trees Hard by the River: alasse, tis shee! Tho. Lady. Tempt me not, frailty: I disdaine revolt From ought the awfull violence of my will Has once determind. Dost thou tremble, flesh?
Well considered; 'tis for our reputation. Enter Bonvill, Clarinna, Belizea and Grimes. Bon. Come, you are wantons both: If I were absent, You would with as much willingness traduce My manners to them. What Idiots are wee men To tender our services to women Who deride us for our paines! Cla. Bel. Nay, theres his Nephew, Crackby, your sweet servant. Clar. My Servant!
Now she looked in exasperation at her son's swelling face. "I 'cla' 'fo' Gawd! ain't been home a week befo' he's fightin' over a nigger wench lak a roustabout!" Peter's head throbbed so he could hardly make out the details of Caroline's face. "But, Mother " he began defensively, "I "
It is not Lent nor Advent; if it were The Court is not so strickt but 'twill dispense With freinds, and graunt a licence. Cla. Whole be bound With you that theres no hindrance but we may Be lawfully espoused? Thu. Ime not so barren Of freinds but I shall find security For what will nere be question'd. Cla.
Crac. Ladies, I must no more endure repulse; I come to be a suiter. Bel. For what? Crac. Why, that you would with Judgment overlooke This lovely countenance. Cla. The hangman shall doe't sooner. Crac. If you knew How many bewtious gentlewomen have sued To have my picture Cla. To hang at their beds head for a memento mori Crac. You would regard it with more curiosity.
It may be soe; but one who calculated My birth did warne me to abstaine from marriage Til I was twenty. Thu. You're no Atlanta; if you be, Ile play Hippomanes and over runn you. Cla. You'd scarce catch me, Though you had Venus apples to seduce My covetous eyes. Henceforth Ide have you leave Your love to me. Thu. I must leave to live then. Why doe you say soe? Cla. Thu. Cla.
Heaven Smild at the contract twixt us; quiers of Saints Receivd our mutuall vowes, and though your Mother May in her passion seeme to have forgott Her pretious faith, yet when I shall awake Her sleeping reason with the memory Of that has past betwixt us, my strong hope Tells me I shall induce her to the spheare Which she has movd from. Cla. Would heaven you could!
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