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Cutter of Coleman-street.
But they would have us marri'd instantly,
The Parson stays for us at Church. I know not what to do— all must out— Odds my life he's coming to fetch me here to Church already.
The Parson stays for us at Church. I know not what to do— all must out— Odds my life he's coming to fetch me here to Church already.
Scene 8.
Enter Truman Junior.
Trum. j.I must go through with it now; I'l marry her,
And live with her according to the forms,
But I will never touch her as a Woman.
She stays for me— Madam———
And live with her according to the forms,
But I will never touch her as a Woman.
She stays for me— Madam———
Aur.Sir.
Trum. j.I cannot out with it— Madam.
Aur.Sir—
Trum. j.Must we go marry, Madam?
Aur.Our friends will have it so, it seems.
Trum.Why will you marry me? what is there in me
That can deserve your liking? I shall be
The most untoward and ill-favour'd Husband
That ever took a melting Maid t' his Bed;
The faculties of my Soul are all untuned,
And every Glory of my Springing youth
Is faln into a strange and suddain Winter,
You cannot Love me sure.
That can deserve your liking? I shall be
The most untoward and ill-favour'd Husband
That ever took a melting Maid t' his Bed;
The faculties of my Soul are all untuned,
And every Glory of my Springing youth
Is faln into a strange and suddain Winter,
You cannot Love me sure.
Aur.Not to Distraction, Sir.
Trum.No, nor I you; why should we marry then?
It were a folly, were it not, Aurelia?
It were a folly, were it not, Aurelia?
Aur.Why they say, 'tis the best marriage, when like is Joyn'd to like; now we shall make a very even match, for neither you Love me, nor I Love you, and 'tis to be hop'd we may get Children that will Love neither of us.
Trum.Nay, by my soul I love you, but alas,
Not in that way that Husbands should their Wives;
I cannot Toy, nor Kiss, nor do I know not what,
And yet I was a Lover, as true a Lover—
Not in that way that Husbands should their Wives;
I cannot Toy, nor Kiss, nor do I know not what,
And yet I was a Lover, as true a Lover—
Aur.Alack a day!
Trum.'Twas then, (me-thoughts) the only happiness
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