The works of John Dryden, $c now first collected in eighteen volumes. $p Volume 02 by John Dryden
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sex: 'Tis the folly in the world next long ears and braying.
_Burr_. Now I'm sure you have a mind to me; when a woman once falls a preaching, the next thing is ever use and application. _Isa_. Forbear your rudeness!-- _Burr_. Then I am sure you mean to jilt me: You decline Failer, because he has wit; and you think me such an ass, that you may pack me off so soon as you are married; no, no, I'll not venture certainties for uncertainties. _Isa_. I can hold no longer;--Mr Failer, what do you think this fellow was saying of you? _Fail_. Of me, madam? _Isa_. That you were one of the arrantest cowards in Christendom, though you went for one of the Dear Hearts; that your name had been upon more posts than playbills; and that he had been acquainted with you these seven years, drunk and sober, and yet could never fasten a quarrel upon you. _Burr_. Do you believe this, dear heart? _Isa_. If you deny it, I'll take his sword, and force you to confess it. _Fail_. I vow to gad; this will not do, madam: You shall not set us at variance so easily; neither shall you have Sir Timorous. |
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