The Fatal Jealousie (1673) by Henry Nevil Payne
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page 73 of 146 (50%)
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And is this all I get? It is no matter, I
Shall be even with you. _Eug._ Threaten on (for thou hast Acted all thy threats, Imp) In letting _Jasper_ know my shame and folly. _Nurse._ _Jasper_ knows nothing, that he does not, from me, And I will ask him; fore your face, I will, If I e're said _Francisco_ lay with you. _Eug._ 'Tis plain, thy guilt transported thee to madness, Else thou wouldst never make thy Tongue a Herauld So loud, for to proclaim to all the House The Action you'd perswade me still is secret. _Nurse._ If you talk lowd your self, why may not I? But I'le bring _Jasper_ to you shall deny all. _Eug._ What mischief upon mischief she designs? Dost think, like thine, my Modesty is gone? To have this argu'd out before my face And such a Villaine by?-- _Nurse._ A Villain, say you? No Villain neither, I wou'd have you know; No more then is _Francisco_: pick that bone, Or if you will, I'le bid _Gerardo_ do it. Dee' think to rail at me? Is that my thanks? _Eug._ My feares I see will force me to dissemble; |
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