better myself: but, Sar----

_Luck_.

"Leandra's mine, go bid the tongue of fate
Pronounce another word of bliss like that;
Search thro' the eastern mines and golden shores,
Where lavish Nature pours forth all her stores;
For to my lot could all her treasures fall,
I would not change Leandra for them all."


There ends act the first, and such an act as, I believe, never was on
this stage yet.

_Mar. jun_. Nor never will, I hope.

_Mar. sen_. Pray, sir, let me look at one thing. "Falernian
wines seem bitter to my taste."

Pray, sir, what sort of wines may your Falernian be? for I never heard
of them before; and I am sure, as I keep the best company, if there
had been such sorts of wines, I should have tasted them. Tokay I have
drank, and Lacrimas I have drank, but what your Falernian is, the
devil take me if I can tell.

_Mar. jun_. I fancy, father, these wines grow at the top of
Parnassus.

_Luck_. Do they so, Mr Pert? why then I fancy you have never