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No, not at all, Alcander; I'm my self, I was not in a Dream, nor in a Passion When she appear'd, her Face a little pale, But else my own Erminia, she her self, I mean a thing as like, nay, it spoke too, And I undaunted answer'd it again; But when you knockt it vanisht. Alcan. 'Twas this Aminta would persuade me to, And, faith, I laught at her, And wish I might have leave to do so now. Phi.
I hope you'll find her, Sir, as willing to't As I am to suppose it; nay, believe't, She'll look upon't as want of Love and Courage Should you not now attempt it; You know, Sir, there's no other remedy, Take no denial, but the Game pursue, For what she will refuse, she wishes you. Phi. With such pretensions she may angry grow. Alcan.
Alcan. As most Men of my Age. Phi. And wouldst thou counsel me to such a Sin? For I do understand thee. Alcan. I know not what you term so. Phi. I never thought thou'dst been so great a Villain, To urge me to a crime would damn us all; Why dost thou smile, hast thou done well in this? Alcan. I thought so, or I'ad kept it to my self.
Un livre comme L'Evolution creatrice, remarks Imbart de la Tour, n'est pas seulment une oeuvre, mais une date, celle d'une direction nouvelle imprimee a la pensee. By 1918, Alcan, the publisher, had issued twenty-one editions, making an average of two editions per annum for ten years.
Phi. From Gods and Men, Erminia, thou art safe, My best and blest Erminia. Er. Sir, in my coming hither I met Aminta, Who I may fear has alarm'd all the Court; She took me for a Ghost, and ran away, E'er I cou'd undeceive her. Falatius too, afrighted even to death Alcan. Faith, that was lucky, Madam. Enter Galatea and Aminta lighted. Gal. Ah, Brother, there's such news abroad Phi.
Nay, prithee speak, Indeed I shall not be offended at it. Alcan. I know not why you should, Sir; She's where she ought, abed with young Alcippus. Phi. Thou speak'st thy real Thoughts. Alcan. Why should your Highness doubt it? Phi. By Heaven, there is no faith in Woman-kind; Alcander, dost thou know an honest Woman? Alcan. Many, Sir. Phi.
Faith, he has many Virtues, and much Courage; And merits it as well as you or I: Orgulius was grown old. Alcan. What then? Pis. Why then he was unfit for't, But that he had a Daughter that was young. Alcan. Yes, he might have lain by, Like rusty Armour, else, Had she not brought him into play again; The Devil take her for't. Fal. By Jove, he's dissatisfy'd with every thing. Alcan.
Madam, look up, 'tis I that call. Am. Fal. Alcan. Fal. I owe you much, Alcander. Alcan. Amimta said you should revenge her on me. Fal. Her Word's not Law I hope. Alcan. And I'll obey Fal. Alcan. This, if thou wert a Man, she bad thee do, Why dost thou shake? Fal. No, no, Sir, I am not the man she meant. Alcan. No matter, thou wilt serve as well. A Lover! and canst disobey thy Mistress? Fal.
Ounds, Sir, d'ye railly with me? Fal. Your pardon, sweet Alcander, I protest I am Not in so gay an humour. Alcan. Fal. Stark mad, by Jove yet it may be not, for Alcander has many unaccountable humours. Well, if this be agreeable to Aminta, she's e'en as mad As he, and 'twere great pity to part them. Enter Pisaro, Aminta, and Olinda. Am. Well, have you kill'd him? Fal. Some wiser than some, Madam.
'Tis what I've reason to believe, Alcander, And you can give me none for loving me: I'm much unlike Lucinda whom you sigh'd for, I'm not so coy, nor so reserv'd as she; Nor so designing as Florana your next Saint, Who starv'd you up with hope, till you grew weary; And then Ardelia did restore that loss, The little soft Ardelia, kind and fair too. Alcan.
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