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This was her timidity, which at first being constitutional, was afterwards increased by the circumstances of her education, and now aggravated by the artful conversation of Fathom, which he chequered with dismal stories of omens, portents, prophecies, and apparitions, delivered upon such unquestionable testimony, and with such marks of conviction, as captivated the belief of the devoted Celinda, and filled her imagination with unceasing terrors.
He tore away the housings that 'neath his saddle hang, He rent his lady's favor as with a lion's fang The silken ribbon, bright with gold, which in his crest he bore, By loved Celinda knotted there, now loved by him no more. He drew, as rage to madness turned, her portrait from his breast; He spat on it, and to that face derisive jeers addressed.
All these circumstances had been duly weighed by our projector, who, having prepared Celinda for his purpose, stole at midnight from his apartment, which was in another storey, and approaching her door, there uttered a piteous groan; then softly retired to his bed, in full confidence of seeing next day the effect of this operation. Nor did his arrow miss the mark.
'Twere better that my Life were lost, than Fortune For that being gone, Celinda must not love me. I'll kill my self but then I kill Celinda. Shou'd I obey this Tyrant then too she dies. Lord. Was I call'd back for this? Bel. Yet, stay, Sir Have you lost all Humanity? Have you no Sense of Honour, nor of Horrors? Lord. Away with him go, be gone. Bel. Stay, Sir. Oh, God! what is't you'd have me do?
What a Pox, is that Bellmour? The Rogue's in choler, the Bride has not pleas'd him. Bel. Dogs! Do you upbraid me? I'll be with you presently. Sir Tim. Will you so? but I'll not stay your coming. Cel. But you shall, Sir. Bel. Turn, Villains! Enter Bellmour behind them: They turn, and Celinda sides with Bellmour, and fights.
Celinda, who did Love disdain, For whom had languished many a Swain, Leading her bleating Flocks to drink, She spy'd upon the River's brink A Youth, whose Eyes did well declare How much he lov'd, but lov'd not her.
Marionetta, seeing Scythrop grasping the hand of a strange beauty, fainted away in the arms of her aunt. Scythrop flew to her assistance; and Stella with redoubled anger sprang towards the door, but was intercepted in her intended flight by being caught in the arms of Mr Toobad, who exclaimed 'Celinda! 'Papa! said the young lady disconsolately.
And when none would trust thee farther, give Judgments for twice the Money thou borrowest, and swear thy self at Age; and lastly to patch up your broken Fortune, you wou'd fain marry my sweet Mistress Celinda here But, Faith, Sir, you're mistaken, her Fortune shall not go to the Maintenance of your Misses; which being once sure of, she, poor Soul, is sent down to the Country-house, to learn Housewifery, and live without Mankind, unless she can serve her self with the handsom Steward, or so whilst you tear it away in Town, and live like Man and Wife with your Jilt, and are every Day seen in the Glass Coach, whilst your own natural Lady is hardly worth the Hire of a Hack.
'By spontaneous locomotion, said Scythrop, sullenly. 'Celinda, said Mr Toobad, 'what does all this mean? 'I really do not know, sir. 'This is most unaccountable. When I told you in London that I had chosen a husband for you, you thought proper to run away from him; and now, to all appearance, you have run away to him. 'How, sir! was that your choice?
Celinda has inform'd me true 'tis she Good morrow, Brother, what, so early at your Devotions? Cel. Friend. Your Orizons are made to a fair Saint. Pray, Sir, what Lady's that? Or is it blasphemy to repeat her Name? By my bright Arms, she's fair With what a charming Fierceness, she charges through my Body to my Heart. Death! how her glittering Eyes give Fire, and wound!
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