_Clif_. In joining contrasts lieth love's delight. Complexion, stature, nature, mateth it, Not with their kinds, but with their opposites. Hence hands of snow in palms of russet lie; The form of Hercules affects the sylph's; And breasts, that case the lion's fear-proof heart, Find their meet lodge in arms where tremors dwell! Haply for this, on Afric's swarthy neck, Hath Europe's priceless pearl been seen to hang, That makes the orient poor! So with degrees, Rank passes by the circlet-graced brow, Upon the forehead, bare, of notelessness To print the nuptial kiss. As with degrees So is't with habits; therefore I, indeed A gallant of the town, the town forsake, To win a country wife. _Julia_. His prompt reply My backward challenge shames! Must I give o'er? I'll try his wit again. Who marries me Must lead a country life. _Clif_. The life I'd lead! But fools would fly from it; for O! 'tis sweet! It finds the heart out, be there one to find; And corners in't where store of pleasures lodge, We never dreamed were there! It is to dwell 'Mid smiles that are not neighbours to deceit; Music, whose melody is of the heart; And gifts, that are not made for interest,-- Abundantly bestowed by Nature's cheek, And voice, and hand! It is to live on life, And husband it! It is to constant scan The handiwork of Heaven. It is to con Its mercy, bounty, wisdom, power! It is To nearer see our God! _Julia_. How like he talks To Master Walter! Shall I give it o'er? Not yet. Thou wouldst not live one half a year! A quarter mightst thou for the novelty Of fields and trees; but then it needs must be In summer time, when they go dressed. _Clif_. Not it! In any time--say winter! Fields and trees Have charms for me in very winter time. _Julia_. But snow may clothe them then. _Clif_. I like them full As well in snow! _Julia_. You do? _Clif_. I do. _Julia_. But night Will hide both snow and them, and that sets in Ere afternoon is out. A heavy thing, A country fireside in a winter's night, To one bred in the town,--where winter's said, For sun of gaiety and sportiveness, To beggar shining summer. _Clif_. I should like A country winter's night especially! _Julia_. You'd sleep by the fire. _Clif_. Not I; I'd talk to thee. _Julia_. You'd tire of that! _Clif_. I'd read to thee. _Julia_. And that! _Clif_. I'd talk to thee again. _Julia_. And sooner tire Than first you did, and fall asleep at last. You'd never do to lead a country life. _Clif_. You deal too harshly with me! Matchless maid, As loved instructor brightens dullest wit, Fear not to undertake the charge of me! A willing pupil kneels to thee, and lays His title and his fortune at your feet. _Julia_. His title and his fortune! [Enter MASTER WALTER and HELEN.--JULIA, disconcerted, retires with the latter.--CLIFFORD rises.]