The Love-chase by James Sheridan Knowles
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Con. [Without.] Who sent for you? What made you come? Wild. [Without.] To see the town, not you! A kiss! Con. I vow I'll not. Wild. I swear you shall. Con. A saucy cub! I vow, I had as lief Your whipper-in had kissed me. Sir Wil. Do you hear? True. I do. Most pleasing discords! [Enter CONSTANCE and WILDRAKE.] Con. Father, speak To neighbour Wildrake! Sir Wil. Very glad to see him! Wild. I thank you, good Sir William! Give you joy Of your good looks! Con. What, Phoebe!--Phoebe!--Phoebe! Sir Wil. What wantest thou with thy lap-dog? |
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