When you shall know my Business; And
I'm too young to tell my Tale with Art: But there must be a wolidrous
store of Goodness Where so much Beauty dwells. Ang. A pretty Advocate,
whoever sent thee, -Prithee proceed- Nay, Sir, you shall not go. [To
Will. who is stealing off. Will. Then shall I lose my dear Gipsy for
ever. -Pox on't, she stays me out of spite. [Aside. Hell. I am related
to a Lady, Madam, Young, rich, and nobly born, but has the fate To be
in love with a young English Gentleman. Strangely she loves him, at
first sight she lov'd him, But did adore him when she heard him speak;
For he, she said, had Charms in every word, That fail'd not to
surprize, to wound, and conquer- Will. Ha, Egad I hope this concerns
me. [Aside Ang. 'Tis my false Man, he means- wou'd he were gone. This
Praise will raise his Pride and ruin me- Well, Since you are so
impatient to be gone, I will release you, Sir. [To Will. Will. Nay,
then I'm sure 'twas me he spoke of, this cannot be the Effects of
Kindness in her. [Aside. -No, Madam, I've consider'd better on't, And
will not give you cause of Jealousy. Ang. But, Sir, I've- business,
that- Will. This shall not do, I know 'tis but to try me. Ang. Well,
to your Story, Boy,- tho 'twill undo me. [Aside. Hell. With this
Addition to his other Beauties, He won her unresisting tender Heart,
He vow'd and sigh'd, and swore he lov'd her dearly; And she believ'd
the cunning Flatterer, And thought her self the happiest Maid alive:
To day was the appointed time by both, To consummate their Bliss; The
Virgin, Altar, and the Priest were drest, And whilst she languisht for
the expected Bridegroom, She heard, he paid his broken Vows to you.
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