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The Maids Tragedy by Francis Beaumont;John Fletcher
page 57 of 176 (32%)
Till thou wert Married?

_Amint_. Yes Sir.

_King_. Tell me then, how shews the sport unto thee?

_Amint_. Why well.

_King_. What did you do?

_Amint_. No more nor less than other couples use;
You know what 'tis; it has but a course name.

_King_. But prethee, I should think by her black eye,
And her red cheek, she should be quick and stirring
In this same business, ha?

_Amint_. I cannot tell, I ne're try'd other Sir, but I perceive
She is as quick as you delivered.

_King_. Well, you'l trust me then _Amintor_,
To choose a Wife for you agen?

_Amint_. No never Sir.

_King_. Why? like you this so ill?

_Amint_. So well I like her.
For this I bow my knee in thanks to you,
And unto Heaven will pay my grateful tribute
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