not safe if I stay, and must leave you.

CARE. And must you leave me! Rather let me languish out a wretched
life, and breath my soul beneath your feet. (I must say the same
thing over again, and can't help it.) [Aside.]

LADY PLYANT. I swear I'm ready to languish too! O my honour!
Whither is it going? I protest you have given me the palpitation of
the heart.

CARE. Can you be so cruel -

LADY PLYANT. O rise, I beseech you, say no more till you rise. Why
did you kneel so long? I swear I was so transported, I did not see
it. Well, to show you how far you have gained upon me, I assure
you, if Sir Paul should die, of all mankind there's none I'd sooner
make my second choice.

CARE. O Heaven! I can't out-live this night without your favour; I
feel my spirits faint, a general dampness overspreads my face, a
cold deadly dew already vents through all my pores, and will to-
morrow wash me for ever from your sight, and drown me in my tomb.

LADY PLYANT. Oh, you have conquered, sweet, melting, moving sir,
you have conquered. What heart of marble can refrain to weep, and
yield to such sad sayings! [Cries.]

CARE. I thank Heaven, they are the saddest that I ever said. Oh!
(I shall never contain laughter.) [Aside.]