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Fair bashful Boy, hast thou the Power to move, And yet not know the Bus'ness of thy Love? Cel. How in an instant thou hast chill'd my Blood, And made me know no Woman can be good? 'Tis Sin enough to yield but thus to sue Heav'n 'tis my Business and not meant for you. Dia.
En el cuarto acto, que parece un acto de otra comedia, Matilde se halla el día de tornaboda en una miserable boardilla, pero en compañía de su constante esposo; no han comido la víspera, no se han desayunado aquel día: medios, Dios los dé; dinero, por las nubes: en una palabra, pobres de solemnidad y solemnes pobres; la infeliz Matilde tendrá que levantar la cama; ... tendrá que barrer, que jabonar, que pasar hambres, que estar sola, porque su marido habrá de salir a buscar dinero.
This is varied by an occasional blow with the spurs, and the Malays herald each stroke with loud cries of approval. Bâsah! Bâsah! Thou hast wetted him! Thou has drawn blood! Ah itu dia! That is it! That is a good one! Ah sâkit-lah itu! Ah, that was a nasty one!
This was described by the old surveyor as: "Oak post, 4 in. dia., set in pile of rocks," etc. The pile of rocks was now represented by scattered stones; and the oak post had long since rotted. Bob, however, unearthed a fragment on which ran a single grooved mark. It was like those made by borers in dead limbs.
"'Lillas, she said, as soon as she saw me. 'I'm not going to work any more to-day. To-morrow will be a day, too.* Come, fellow-countryman, let us go for a walk! * Manana sera otro dia. A Spanish proverb. "She pulled her mantilla across her nose, and there we were in the street, without my knowing in the least whither I was bound.
Oh, you will tell me he was kind Yes, yes oh God were not his balmy Kisses Sweeter than Incense offer'd up to Heaven? Did not his Arms, softer and whiter far Than those of Jove's transform'd to Wings of Swans, Greedily clasp thee round? Oh, quickly speak, Whilst thy fair rising Bosom met with his; And then Oh then Dia. Alas, Sir! What's the matter? sit down a while. Cel.
BRUNO. Es que cuando usted vuelva ya no quedará mucho que decir, porque doña Matilde.... DON PEDRO. Suelta, suelta, o vive Dios.... BRUNO. Ya suelto, pero luego no se queje usted.... DON PEDRO. Luego me las pagará todas juntas el que haya contribuído a ofenderme. BRUNO. ¡Oídos que tal oyen! DON PEDRO. Y para eso hice afilar el otro día mi espadín de acero.
DON EDUARDO. Amanece todavía tan tarde ... y a no haber venido sin afeitarme.... DOÑA MATILDE. ¡Oh! eso no; hubiera sido imperdonable en un día tan solemne, como lo es éste, el que usted se hubiera presentado con barbas. DON EDUARDO. Y sobre todo, hubiera sido poco limpio.
The night watch-men were unhooking their lanterns from their stations at the street-crossings and walking off, stamping their chilled feet after wishing a listless bon dia to the pairs of hooded policemen who would not be relieved until seven o'clock. Faint from the distance through the stillness came the whistling of the morning trains leaving the suburbs.
Very well, very well, now the Posset; and then ods bobs, and then Dia. And then we'll have t'other Dance. Sir Feeb.
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