The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 08Dryden, John
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The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 08
Dryden, John
English drama -- 17th century
_Carl._ With whom, colonel?
_San._ That's not yet resolved, colonel; but with one of the court
ladies. You may stand a man's friend, Carlos, in such a business.
_Carl._ You may depend on me, Sancho, because my dependance is on you.
You got plunder in the battle; while I was hacked and hewed, and almost
laid asleep in the damned bed of honour.
_San._ Nay, I confess I am a lucky rogue, for I was born with a caul
upon my head.
_Carl._ I'm sure I came bare enough into the world, and live as barely
in it.
_San._ Make me but lustily in love, and I'll adopt thee into my
fortune; but thou standest--shall I, shall I, till all the ladies are
out of sight. Here, take that _billet-doux_, which I have pulled out
by chance from amongst twenty, that I always wear about me for such
occasions.
_Carl._ But to which of them shall I deliver it?
_San._ Even to her thou canst first overtake.--Nay, do not lose thy
time in looking on't, there's no particular direction, man. Fortune
ever superscribes my letters to the fair sex: I let her alone to
find me out a handsome mistress; and let me alone to make her kind
afterwards.
_Carl._ But suppose I should happen to deliver it to my own mistress,
for she was in the presence with her father.
_San._ Then I suppose thou wilt be the first that shall repent it; for
she will certainly fall in love with me.
LOPEZ _and_ DALINDA _re-enter, and walk softly over the Stage_.
Look, there's one of them already; my heart beats at the very sight of
her. This must and shall be she, by Cupid.
_Carl._ And, by Venus, the very she I love!
_San._ Pr'ythee no more words then, for fate will have it so.
_Carl._ [_Aside._] I know it's impossible for her father to receive
him, or her to love him; and yet his good fortune, and my rascally,
three-penny planet[56], make me suspicious without reason. But hang
superstition! I'll draw such a picture of him as shall do his business.
_San._ Now will I stand _incognito_, like some mighty potentate, and
see my own embassy delivered.
[CARLOS _overtakes_ LOPEZ _and_ DALINDA,
_just going off, and salutes them_.
_Lop._ Cousin Carlos, you are welcome from the wars; I
think I saw you in the show to day.
_Carl._ The ceremony hindered me from paying my respects; but I made
haste, you see----
_Lop._ I hope you'll no more be a stranger to my house, than you have
been formerly. Your mistress here will be proud to entertain you;
and then you shall tell me the whole expedition. I love battles
wonderfully, when a man may hear them without peril of his person.
_San._ [_Aside._] Nothing of my letter all this while!--why when
Carlos? [_Whispering aloud to him._
_Carl._ [_Aside._] Now I dare not but deliver it, because he sees
me.--Don Lopez, I have a foolish kind of petition to you. [_To_ LOP.
_Lop._ Why do you call it a foolish petition?
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