The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 06Dryden, John
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The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 06
Dryden, John
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_Wood._ Nothing, but the love I bear thy mistress, could keep me in
the house with such a fury. When will the bright nymph appear?
_Jud._ Immediately; I hear her coming.
_Wood._ That I could find her coming, Mrs Judith!
_Enter_ MRS BRAINSICK.
You have made me languish in expectation, madam. Was it nothing, do
you think, to be so near a happiness, with violent desires, and to be
delayed?
_Mrs Brain._ Is it nothing, do you think, for a woman of honour, to
overcome the ties of virtue and reputation; to do that for you, which
I thought I should never have ventured for the sake of any man?
_Wood._ But my comfort is, that love has overcome. Your honour is, in
other words, but your good repute; and 'tis my part to take care of
that: for the fountain of a woman's honour is in the lover, as that of
the subject is in the king.
_Mrs Brain._ You had concluded well, if you had been my husband: you
know where our subjection lies.
_Wood._ But cannot I be yours without a priest? They were cunning
people, doubtless, who began that trade; to have a double hank upon
us, for two worlds: that no pleasure here, or hereafter, should be
had, without a bribe to them.
_Mrs Brain._ Well, I'm resolved, I'll read, against the next time I
see you; for the truth is, I am not very well prepared with arguments
for marriage; meanwhile, farewell.
_Wood._ I stand corrected; you have reason indeed to go, if I can use
my time no better: We'll withdraw if you please, and dispute the rest
within.
_Mrs Brain._ Perhaps, I meant not so.
_Wood,_ I understand your meaning at your eyes. You'll watch, Judith?
_Mrs Brain._ Nay, if that were all, I expect not my husband till
to-morrow. The truth is, he is so oddly humoured, that, if I were ill
inclined, it would half justify a woman; he's such a kind of man!
_Wood._ Or, if he be not, well make him such a kind of man.
_Mrs Brain._ So fantastical, so musical, his talk all rapture, and
half nonsense: like a clock out of order, set him a-going, and he
strikes eternally. Besides, he thinks me such a fool, that I could
half resolve to revenge myself, in justification of my wit.
_Wood._ Come, come, no half resolutions among lovers; I'll hear no
more of him, till I have revenged you fully. Go out and watch, Judith.
[_Exit_ JUDITH.
_Mrs Brain._ Yet, I could say, in my defence, that my friends married
me to him against my will.
_Wood._ Then let us put your friends, too, into the quarrel: it shall
go hard, but I'll give you a revenge for them.
_Enter_ JUDITH _again, hastily._
How now? what's the matter?
_Mrs Brain._ Can'st thou not speak? hast thou seen a ghost?--As I
live, she signs horns! that must be for my husband: he's returned.
[JUDITH _looks ghastly, and signs horns._
_Jud._ I would have told you so, if I could have spoken for fear.
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