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Sir John Airy, Vaunter, and Ladies crossing over, Sir John and Vaunter run to Sir Toby.
Vaun. Ha, Chevalier Jerny, dear Rogue, let me kiss thee.
Sir J. Airy. Dear Toby, let me kiss thee. Thou'lt excuse me, Geddemme', that I don't stay with thee, but the Ladies would never forgive me: Let me go this once, and I'll make what haste I can to come to thee again, beged'.[Exeunt singing.
Sir Toby. Let thee go? Who the Devil keeps thee.—
Ang. What Fools are those, Sir Toby?
Sir Toby. Such Fools as are to be seen, but not to be describ'd; adzooks, the Town swarms with them; one is call'd Vaunter, and the other Sir John Airy, Fops, with great Estates; Cullies to the Women, and Bubbles to the Men.—But who have we here.—Ay, 'tis she her self by Jove.—My Lady Dorimen in propria Persona, with her Neice Lucinda; and just behind 'em, my little Courtall, your four Cleopatra's; stay you and meet them, while we follow my Lady Dorimen.—Make your best Leg,—bow, bow, and let her pass, we'll catch her the next turn.—Now follow,—adzooks, I love Pimping dearly.
- [Lady Dorimen, Lucinda, Placket cross over the Stage; Sir Toby and Angelica follow.]
Enter Diana, Melissa, Dorinda, and Miranda; Constantia joyns them with the Bracelet in her Hand.
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As Nature them, so they this Shade have wrought, |
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Soft as their Hand, and various as their Thought. |
And did you think my Heart, Ladies, not enough your own, before that you have lent me this pretty Chain to bind it faster.
Diana. The Ladies who sent you that Bracelet, sure meant it for a Reproach, and not for a Favour; and it seems to say, Unconstant Man, can no one Colour please you?
Cons. Truly, Madam, I made a more favourable Interpretation, and concluded, that the Ladies, who have been so kind to present me their Hair, meant to deliver up their Strength with it.
Mel. You
