The works of John Dryden, $c now first collected in eighteen volumes. $p Volume 02 by John Dryden
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_To them_, BURR, FAILER, TIMOROUS, TRICE, _and_ NONSUCH. _Fail_. Pray, my lord, take no pique at it: 'Tis not given to all men to be confident: Egad, you shall see Sir Timorous will redeem all upon the next occasion. _Non_. A raw miching boy. _Isa_. And what are you but an old boy of five and fifty? I never knew any thing so humoursome--I warrant you, Sir Timorous; I'll speak for you. _Non_. Would'st thou have me be friends with him? for thy sake he shall only add five hundred a-year to her jointure, and I'll be satisfied: Come you hither, sir. [_Here_ TRICE _and_ NONSUCH _and_ TIMOROUS _talk privately_; BURR _with_ FAILER _apart_, CONSTANCE _with_ ISABELLA. _Const_. You'll not find your account in this trick to get Failer beaten; 'tis too palpable and open. _Isa_. I warrant you 'twill pass upon Burr for a time: So my revenge and your interest will go on together. _Fail_. Burr, there's mischief a-brewing, I know it by their whispering, I vow to gad: Look to yourself, their design is on you; for my part, I am a person that am above 'em. |
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