The works of John Dryden, $c now first collected in eighteen volumes. $p Volume 05 by John Dryden
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_The bridegroom comes, he comes apace,
With love and fury in his face; She shrinks away, he close pursues, And prayers and threats at once does use. She, softly sighing, begs delay, And with her hand puts his away; Now out aloud for help she cries, And now despairing shuts her eyes._ _Har. Sen._ I like this song, 'twas sprightly; it would restore me twenty years of youth, had I but such a bride. _A Dance._ _After the Dance, enter_ HARMAN _Junior, and_ FISCAL. _Beam._ Come, let me have the Sea-Fight; I like that better than a thousand of your wanton epithalamiums. _Har. Jun._ He means that fight, in which he freed me from the pirates. _Tow._ Pr'ythee, friend, oblige me, and call not for that song; 'twill breed ill blood. [_To_ BEAMONT. _Beam._ Pr'ythee be not scrupulous, ye fought it bravely. Young Harman is ungrateful, if he does not acknowledge it. I say, sing me the Sea-Fight. THE SEA-FIGHT. |
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