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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_Lau._ And I'll cut through that wall with vinegar, but I'll come to
you, Aurelian.
_Aur._ I'll cut through the grates with aquafortis, but I'll meet you.
Think of these things, and despair, and die, old gentleman.
[AURELIAN _and_ CAMILLO _are carried off on
one side, and_ LAURA _and_ VIOLETTA _on
the other._
_Ben._ All things go cross to men of sense: Would I had been born with
the brains of a shop-keeper, that I might have thriven without knowing
why I did so. Now, must I follow my master to the prison, and, like an
ignorant customer that comes to buy, must offer him my backside, tell
him I trust to his honesty, and desire him to please himself, and so
be satisfied. [_Exit._
_Duke._ [_To_ VAL.] I am overjoyed; I'll see her immediately: Now my
business with Don Mario is at an end, I need not desire his company to
introduce me to the abbess; this assignation from Lucretia shows me a
nearer way.--Noble Don Mario, it was my business, when this accident
happened in the street, to have made you a visit; but now I am
prevented by an occasion which calls me another way.
_Mar._ I receive the intention of that honour as the greatest
happiness that could befal me: In the meantime, if my attendance--
_Duke._ By no means, sir, I must of necessity go in private; and
therefore, if you please, you shall omit the ceremony.
_Mar._ A happy even to your highness.--Now will I go to my sister, the
abbess, before I sleep, and desire her to take more care of her flock,
or, for all our relation, I shall make complaint, and endeavour to
ease her of her charge. [_Exit._
_Duke._ So, now we are alone, what said Lucretia?
_Val._ When first I pressed her to this assignation,
She spoke like one in doubt what she should do;
She demurred much upon the decency of it,
And somewhat too she seemed to urge, of her
Engagement to the prince: In short, sir,
I perceived her wavering, and closed with the opportunity.
_Duke._ O, when women are once irresolute, betwixt the former love and
the new one, they are sure to come over to the latter. The wind, their
nearest likeness, seldom chops about to return into the old corner.
_Val._ In conclusion, she consented to the interview; and for the
rest, I urged it not, for I suppose she will hear reason sooner from
your mouth than mine.
_Duke._ Her letter is of the same tenor with her discourse, full of
doubts and doubles; like a hunted hare when she is near tired. The
garden, you say, is the place appointed?
_Val._ It is, sir; and the next half hour the time. But, sir, I fear
the prince your son will never bear the loss of her with patience.
_Duke._ 'Tis no matter; let the young gallant storm to-night,
to-morrow he departs from Rome.
_Val._ That, sir, will be severe.
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