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Cutter of Coleman-street.
Joll. and Luc: talk together.Cut.There's a devil for you; but, Captain, did you hear her speak o' poison, and whether it were strong enough?
Wor.No, but I love to strike home when, I do a business, I'm for through-stich; I'm through pac'd, what a pox should a man stand mincing?
Luc.I hope, Sir, and have faith, that you'l recover!
But, Sir, because the danger's too apparent,
And who (alas) knows how `Heaven may dispose of you? before it grow too late (after your blessing) I humbly beg one Boon upon my knees.
But, Sir, because the danger's too apparent,
And who (alas) knows how `Heaven may dispose of you? before it grow too late (after your blessing) I humbly beg one Boon upon my knees.
Joll.What is't (rise up Niece) Oh—I can deny you nothing at this time sure!
Luc.It is (I wo' not rise, Sir, till you grant it)
That since the love 'twixt Truman and my self
Has been so sixt, and like our fortunes equal,
Ye would be pleas'd to sign before your death,
The confirmation of that Love, our Contract,
And when your Soul shall meet above, my fathers,
As soon as he has bid you welcome thither,
He'l thank you for this goodness to his daughter;
I do conjure you, Sir, by his memory!
By all your hopes of happiness hereafter!
In a better world! and all your dearest wishes of happiness for those whom ye love most, and leave behind you here!
That since the love 'twixt Truman and my self
Has been so sixt, and like our fortunes equal,
Ye would be pleas'd to sign before your death,
The confirmation of that Love, our Contract,
And when your Soul shall meet above, my fathers,
As soon as he has bid you welcome thither,
He'l thank you for this goodness to his daughter;
I do conjure you, Sir, by his memory!
By all your hopes of happiness hereafter!
In a better world! and all your dearest wishes of happiness for those whom ye love most, and leave behind you here!
Joll.You ha' deserv'd so well o' me Niece, that 'tis impossible to deny you any thing; where's gentle Mr. Truman?
Luc.In the next room, Sir, waiting on your will
As on the Sentence of his life and death too.
As on the Sentence of his life and death too.
Joll.Oh———I'm very sick———pray bring him in.
Luc.A thousand Angels guard your life, Sir!
[Exit.Or if you die, carry you up to heaven.
[Exit.Or if you die, carry you up to heaven.
Wor.Was there ever such a young dissembling Witch?
Cut.Here's Woman in perfection!
The Devil's in their tails and in their tongues!
Their possest both ways!
The Devil's in their tails and in their tongues!
Their possest both ways!
Joll.Will; Ralph, is Jeremy there too? be ready when I speak to you.
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