_Lov_. Wilt thou pledge me ii cuppes? Why, goe to and goe to, then. Ha to thee, ha, sirra _Grimes_! --When man gainst man conspire to doe evill, For what Society is a fitt!
_Thu_. The Devill. [_Claps him on the shoulder_.
_Lady_. I hope, sir, Noe occasion offerd in my house Breedes your distast; I should be sorry if It be soe, and conceald from me.
_Thu_. Your goodnes Is to nice ore me; Ime exceeding well; Only some erring cogitations Trouble my braine a little.
_Lady_. Tis much pitty Distraction should have roome in you; I would Not for the love you beare my daughter, have you Be discont[ent]ed here.
_Thu_. And your daughter Repayes me kindly fort.
_Lady_. Surely her breeding Affords her better manners then to iniure A gent[leman] of your deservings?
_Thu_. Alas, she has not: Twas but an unkindness triviall Mong freinds not worth the nameing.
_Lady_. It was to much Wert but an ill looke. If I may so far, Without immodesty, entreat the knowledge Of what it was Ile chide her for't. Pray, sir,-- We women are bold suitors; by your looke It is no meane perplexity her folly Has cast upon your temper,--pray, disclose it; And ift be anything the obedience She owes to me may countermand, she shall Repent her error.
_Thu_. Your humanity Would wrest a secret from me, though my life Consisted ith concealment: she has abolishd Her protestations to me, murdred vowes Which like the blood of Innocents will pull Cloudes of black vengeance on her, for no cause I can imagine but her humor; banishd Me her society and sight for ever.[107]
_Lady_. Tis above wonder: could I as well rule Her will as her exterior actions, She should not thus reject you; but I cannot Limitt her mind, compell her to affect Against her liking. If perswations may Reduse her, Ile endevour it.
_Thu_. Twilbe needles; I am resolvd to meet her in revolt, Hug infidelity with as strong a faith As she can possible; and if mans mallice Can passe a womans, my dispight shall winne Preheminence. I will inquire out one By nature framd in scorne of bewty, and In your perfidious daughters presence give her That heart which she reiected.
_Lady_. Twere pitty Your passion should undoe you; you may find Matches of noble quality: my daughter In worth's inferior to you, yet I doubt not But my perswasive oratorie may gaine you Her forfeited affection.