The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 04Dryden, John
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The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 04
Dryden, John
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_Pala._ Pr'ythee do not hang back so: Of an old tried lover, thou art
the most bashful fellow! [_Pulling him forward._
_Dor._ Were you so near, and would not speak, dear husband?
[_Looking up._
_Pala._ Husband, quoth a! I have cut out a fine piece of work for
myself. [_Aside._
_Rho._ Pray, spouse, how long have you been acquainted with this
gentleman?
_Dor._ Who? I acquainted with this stranger? To my best knowledge, I
never saw him before.
_Enter_ MELANTHA _at the other end._
_Pala._ Thanks, fortune, thou hast helped me. [_Aside._
_Rho._ Palamede, this must not pass so. I must know your mistress a
little better.
_Pala._ It shall be your own fault else. Come, I'll introduce you.
_Rho._ Introduce me! where?
_Pala._ There. To my mistress.
[_Pointing to_ MELANTHA, _who swiftly passes
over the stage._
_Rho._ Who? Melantha! O heavens, I did not see her.
_Pala._ But I did: I am an eagle where I love; I have seen her this
half hour.
_Dor._ [_Aside._] I find he has wit, he has got off so readily; but it
would anger me, if he should love Melantha.
_Rho._ [_Aside._] Now, I could even wish it were my wife he loved; I
find he's to be married to my mistress.
_Pala._ Shall I run after, and fetch her back again, to present you to
her?
_Rho._ No, you need not; I have the honour to have some small
acquaintance with her.
_Pala._ [_Aside._] O Jupiter! what a blockhead was I, not to find it
out! my wife, that must be, is his mistress. I did a little suspect it
before. Well, I must marry her, because she's handsome, and because I
hate to be disinherited by a younger brother, which I am sure I shall
be, if I disobey; and yet I must keep in with Rhodophil, because I
love his wife.--[_To_ RHO.] I must desire you to make my excuse to
your lady, if I have been so unfortunate to cause any mistake; and,
withal, to beg the honour of being known to her.
_Rho._ O, that is but reason.--Hark you, spouse, pray look upon this
gentleman as my friend; whom, to my knowledge, you have never seen
before this hour.
_Dor._ I am so obedient a wife, sir, that my husband's commands shall
ever be a law to me.
_Enter_ MELANTHA _again, hastily, and runs to embrace_ DORALICE.
_Mel._ O, my dear, I was just going to pay my devoirs to you; I had
not time this morning, for making my court to the king, and our new
prince. Well, never nation was so happy, and all that, in a young
prince; and he is the kindest person in the world to me, let me die if
he is not.
_Dor._ He has been bred up far from court, and therefore--
_Mel._ That imports not: Though he has not seen the _grand monde_, and
all that, let me die but he has the air of the court most absolutely.
_Pala._ But yet, madam, he--
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