Shift. That he can shew, Sir, but
is now busied in weighty Affairs with a Grandee. Aria. Pox, must we
wait the Leisure of formal Grandees and Statesmen- ha, who's this?-
the lovely Conqueress of my Heart, La Nuche. [Goes to her, she is
talking with Aurel. La Nu. What foolish thing art thou? Aria. Nay, do
not frown, nor fly; for if you do, I must arrest you, fair one. La Nu.
At whose Suit, pray? Aria. At Love's- you have stol'n a Heart of mine,
and us'd it scurvily. La Nu. By what marks do you know the Toy, that I
may be no longer troubled with it? Aria. By a fresh Wound, which
toucht by her that gave it bleeds anew, a Heart all over kind and
amorous. La Nu. When was this pretty Robbery committed? Aria. To day,
most sacrilegiously, at Church, where you debauch'd my Zeal; and when
I wou'd have pray'd, your Eyes had put the Change upon my Tongue, and
made it utter Railings: Heav'n forgive ye! La Nu. You are the gayest
thing without a Heart, I ever saw. Aria. I scorn to flinch for a bare
Wound or two; nor is he routed that has lost the day, he may again
rally, renew the Fight, and vanquish. La Nu. You have a good opinion
of that Beauty, which I find not so forcible, nor that fond Prattle
uttered with such Confidence. Aria. But I have Quality and Fortune
too. La Nu. So had you need.
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