The Fatal Jealousie (1673) by Henry Nevil Payne
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page 65 of 146 (44%)
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Lady; 'faith, had I known it, you should not have come
Into the place you wot'on, by my means. _Fran._ Nay, be not angry, Nurse, I find her drift. She loves our family, and studies to Revenge it. To make him Cuckold; how it pleases me! Poyson, nor Poniards is not half so well, Go, tell her; Nurse I'm glad she takes this way: I glory in her love! by Heaven I do, I'le find Sebastian out, and laugh with him, Till I e'en split my sides. _Nurse._ Sir, you'le tell no body I hope. _Fran._ No, none but him: To say as he goes by, there goes my Cuckold; And then to laugh, go Nurse, and tell her I'le be sure to meet-- [Exit. _Nurse._ Another double Pistoll for my _Jasper_! I'le have him one whole night for this. For to speak truth, I find the Rogue does not love me: Heavens! What a bad world is this, An Old Woman, though never so willing, Can scarce get a friend for ready money: When such as _Eugenia_ can make the Gold fly about; But time will come she must be fain to turn tail, And pay for one as I do, or go without. But it pleases me, my Lady says, he shall be my husband, |
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