The works of John Dryden, $c now first collected in eighteen volumes. $p Volume 02 by John Dryden
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_Const_. No, pray let me go, sir; perhaps I was in jest.
_Fail_. Really, madam, I look upon you as a person of such worth, and all that, that I vow to gad I honour you of all persons in the world; and though I am a person that am inconsiderable in the world, and all that, madam, for a person of your worth and excellency I would-- _Const_. What would you, sir? _Fail_. Sacrifice my life and fortunes, I vow to gad, madam. _Enter_ ISABELLA, BURR, _and_ TIMOROUS, _at a distance from them_. _Isa_. There's Failer close in talk with my cousin; he's soliciting your suit, I warrant you, Sir Timorous: Do but observe with what passion he courts for you. _Burr_. I do not like that kneading of her hand though. _Isa_. Come, you are such a jealous coxcomb: I warrant you suspect there's some amour between 'em; there can be nothing in't, it is so open: Pray observe. _Burr_. But how come you so officious, madam? you, that ere now had a design upon Sir Timorous for yourself? _Isa_. I thought you had a better opinion of my wit, than to think I was in earnest. My cousin may do what she pleases, but he |
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