Har. The man indeed wears his clothes fashionably, and has a pretty negligent way with him, very courtly and much affected; he bows, and talks, and smiles so agreeably as he thinks.
Busy. I never saw anything so genteel.
Har. Varnished over with good breeding many a blockhead makes a tolerable show.
Busy. I wonder you do not like him.
Har. I think I might be brought to endure him, and that is all a reasonable woman should expect in a husband; but there is duty i the caseand like the haughty Merab, I find much aversion in my stubborn mind, Which is bred by being promised and designd.
Busy. I wish you do not design your own ruin! I partly guess your inclinations, madam,that Mr. Dorimant
Har. Leave your prating, and sing some foolish song or other.
Busy. I will; the song you love so well ever since you saw Mr. Dorimant.
My heedless sheep began to stray;
The wolves soon stole the greatest part,
And all will now be made a prey.
Ah! let not love your thoughts possess,
Tis fatal to a shepherdess;
The dangerous passion you must shun,
Or else, like me, be quite undone.
Har. Shall I be paid down by a covetous parent for a purchase? I need no land; no, Ill lay myself out all in love. It is decreed
Enter Young Bellair.
Y. Bell. What generous resolution are you making, madam?
Har. Only to be disobedient, sir.
Y. Bell. Let me join hands with you in that.
Har. With all my heart; I never thought I should have given you mine so willingly. Here I, Harriet
Y. Bell. And I, Harry
Har. Do solemnly protest
Y. Bell. And vow
Har. That I with you
Y. Bell. And I with you
Both. Will never marry.
Har. A match!
Y. Bell. And no match! How do you like this indifference now?
Har. You expect I should take it ill, I see.
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