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I do not think it, 'tis impossible; Erminia, if it could have been, were she, But she has broke her Vows, which I held sacred, And plays the wanton in another's arms. Alcan. Sir, do you think it just to wrong her so? Phi. Oh, would thou couldst persuade me that I did so.
For that, Alcander, you know more than I. Fal. Why sure Aminta will instruct her better, She's as inconstant as the Seas and Winds, Which ne'er are calm but to betray Adventurers. Alcan. How came you by that knowledg, Sir? Fal. Pis. Prithee, Alcander, now we talk of her, How go the Amours 'twixt you and my wild Sister?
No, my Erminia, quit this vain devoir, And follow Love that may preserve us all: Presumptuous Villain, bold Ingratitude Hadst thou no other way to pay my favours? By Heaven, 'twas bravely bold, was it not, Alcander? Alcan. It was somewhat strange, Sir; But yet perhaps he knew not that you lov'd her. Phil. Not know it! yes, as well as thou and I. The world was full on't, and could he be ignorant?
Do that which may preserve you; Do that which every Man in love would do; Make it your business to possess the object. Phi. What meanest thou, is she not married? Alcan. What then? she'as all about her that she had, Of Youth and Beauty she is Mistress still, And may dispose it how and where she will. Phi. Pray Heaven I do not think too well of thee: What means all this discourse, art thou honest?
Am. Tell me, Alcander, why you treat me thus? You say you love me, if I could believe you. Alcan. Believe a Man! away, you have no wit, I'll say as much to every pretty Woman. Am. But I have given you no cause to wrong me. Alcan. That was my Fate, not Fault, I knew him not: But yet to make up my offence to you, I offer you my life; for I'm undone, If any faults of mine should make you sad. Am.
'Tis true, I am not ignorant of this, That he despises other Recompence For all his Services, but fair Erminia, I know 'tis long since he resign'd his Heart, Without so much as telling her she conquer'd; And yet she knew he lov'd; whilst she, ingrate, Repay'd his Passion only with her Scorn. Alcan. In loving him, she'd more ingrateful prove To her first Vows, to Reason, and to Love. Pis.
Mean Beauties should be flatter'd into praise, Whilst you need only Sighs from every Lover, To tell you who you conquer, and not how, Nor to instruct you what attracts you have. Am. This will not serve to convince me, But you have lov'd before. Alcan. And will you never quit that error, Madam? Am.
Alcander, look, look, how she glides away, Dost thou not see't? Alcan. Nothing, Sir, not I. Phi. No, now she's gone again. Alcan. You are disorder'd, pray sit down a while. Phi.
Vigorously charged by the police and Alcan guards, the assailants were already fleeing in disorder, when the Socialists, running from the slums and led by comrades Phoenix, Dagobert, Lapersonne, and Varambille, threw themselves upon them and completed their discomfiture. MM. de La Trumelle and d'Ampoule were taken to the police station.
Fal. Yes, by Jove, as I am: you had been finely serv'd, If I had kill'd you now. Am. What, sorry for the news? ha, ha, ha. Alcan. No, sorry y'are a Woman, a mere Woman. Am. Why, did you ever take me for a Man? ha, ha. Alcan.
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