Plays, written by Sir John Vanbrugh, volume the secondVanbrugh, John
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Plays, written by Sir John Vanbrugh, volume the second
Vanbrugh, John
Comedy plays; English drama -- 18th century
_Lor._ While such an If is in the way, you run no great risque in
declaring; but you'd be finely catch'd now, shou'd some wonderful
transformation give me a claim to your heart.
_Cam._ Not sorry for't at all, for I ne'er expect to find a mistress
please me half so well as you would do if I were yours.
_Lor._ Since you are so well inclin'd to me in your wishes, Sir, I
suppose (as the fates have ordain'd it) you wou'd have some pleasure in
helping me to a mistress, since you can't be mine yourself.
_Cam._ Indeed I shou'd not.
_Lor._ Then my obligation is but small to you.
_Cam._ Why, wou'd you have a woman, that is in love with you herself,
employ her interest to help you to another?
_Lor._ No, but you being no woman might.
_Cam._ Sir, 'tis as a woman I say what I do, and I suppose myself a
woman when I design all these favours to you: therefore out of that
supposition, I have no other good intentions to you than you may expect
from one that says he's----Sir, your humble servant.
_Lor._ So unless Heaven is pleas'd to work a miracle, and from a sturdy
young fellow, make you a kind-hearted young lady, I'm to get little by
your good opinion of me.
_Cam._ Yes; there is one means yet left (on this side a miracle) that
wou'd perhaps engage me, if with an honest oath you could declare,
were I woman, I might dispute your heart even with the first of my
pretending sex.
_Lor._ Then solemnly and honestly I swear, that had you been a woman,
and I the master of the world, I think I should have laid it at your
feet.
_Cam._ Then honestly and solemnly I swear, henceforwards all your
interest shall be mine.
_Lor._ I have a secret to impart to you will quickly try your
friendship.
_Cam._ I've a secret to unfold to you will put you even to a fiery
trial.
_Lor._ What do you mean, _Camillo_?
_Cam._ I mean that I love, where I never durst yet own it, yet where
'tis in your power to make me the happiest of----
_Lor._ Explain, _Camillo_; and be assur'd if your happiness is in my
power, 'tis in your own.
_Cam._ Alas! you promise me you know not what.
_Lor._ I promise nothing but what I will perform; name the person.
_Cam._ 'Tis one who is very near to you.
_Lor._ If 'tis my sister, why all this pain in bringing forth the
secret?
_Cam._ Alas! it is your----
_Lor._ Speak!
_Cam._ I cannot yet; farewel.
_Lor._ Hold! Pray speak it now.
_Cam._ I must not: but when you tell me your secret, you shall know
mine.
_Lor._ Mine is not in my power, without the consent of another.
_Cam._ Get that consent, and then we'll try who best will keep their
oaths.
_Lor._ I am content.
_Cam._ And I. Adieu.
_Lor._ Farewel.
[_Exit ~Lorenzo~._
_Enter ~Leonora~ and ~Jacinta~._
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