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Behn, Aphra

"The Rover"

Fred. Ay, this is something! here's a Woman!- When shall I be
blest with so much kindness from your fair Mouth?- Take the Jewel,
Fool. [Aside to Belv. Belv. You tempt me strangely, Madam, every way.
Flor. So, if I find him false, my whole Repose is gone. [Aside. Belv.
And but for a Vow I've made to a very fine Lady, this Goodness had
subdu'd me. Fred. Pox on't be kind, in pity to me be kind, for I am to
thrive here but as you treat her Friend. Hell. Tell me what did you in
yonder House, and I'll unmasque. Will. Yonder House- oh- I went to- a-
to- why, there's a Friend of mine lives there. Hell. What a she, or a
he Friend? Will. A Man upon my Honour! a Man- A She Friend! no, no,
Madam, you have done my Business, I thank you. Hell. And was't your
Man Friend, that had more Darts in's Eyes than Cupid carries in a
whole Budget of Arrows? Will. So- Hell. Ah such a Bona Roba: to be in
her Arms is lying in Fresco, all perfumed Air about me- Was this your
Man Friend too? Will. So- Hell. That gave you the He, and the She-
Gold, that begets young Pleasures. Will. Well, well, Madam, then you
see there are Ladies in the World, that will not be cruel- there are,
Madam, there are- Hell. And there be Men too as fine, wild, inconstant
Fellows as your self, there be, Captain, there be, if you go to that
now- therefore I'm resolv'd- Will.


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