The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III by Aphra Behn
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Surely I cannot live;
For, Sir, I must confess I cannot love him. _Bel_. But thou may'st do as bad, and marry him, And that's a Sin I cannot over-live; --No, hear my Vows-- _Cel_. But are you, Sir, in earnest? _Bel_. In earnest? Yes, by all that's good, I am; I love you more than I do Life, or Heaven! _Cel_. Oh, what a pleasure 'tis to hear him say so! [_Aside_. --But pray, how long, Sir, have you lov'd me so? _Bel_. From the first moment that I saw your Eyes, Your charming killing Eyes, I did adore 'em; And ever since have languisht Day and Night. _Nur_. Come, come, ne'er stand asking of Questions, But follow your Inclinations, and take him at his Word. _Bel_. Celinda, take her Counsel, Perhaps this is the last opportunity; Nay, and, by Heaven, the last of all my Life, If you refuse me now-- Say, will you never marry Man but me? _Cel_. Pray give me till to morrow, Sir, to answer you; For I have yet some Fears about my Soul, |
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