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The Fatal Jealousie (1673) by Henry Nevil Payne
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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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