_Elder Lo._ I do not like that.
_Lady._ And vow'd a thousand services to me; to me, regardless of him: But
since Fate, that no power can withstand, has taken from me my first, and
best love, and to weep away my youth is a mere folly, I will shew you what
I determine sir: you shall know all: Call M. _Welford_ there: That
Gentleman I mean to make the model of my Fortunes, and in his chast
imbraces keep alive the memory of my lost lovely _Loveless_: he is
somewhat like him too.
_Elder Lo._ Then you can love.
_Lady._ Yes certainly Sir?
Though it please you to think me hard and cruel,
I hope I shall perswade you otherwise.
_Elder Lo._ I have made my self a fine fool.
_Enter_ Welford.
_Wel._ Would you have spoke with me Madam?
_Lady._ Yes M. _Welford_, and I ask your pardon before this Gentleman for
being froward: this kiss, and henceforth more affection.
_Elder Lo._ So, 'tis better I were drown'd indeed.
_Wel._ This is a sudden passion, God hold it.
This fellow out of his fear sure has
Perswaded her. I'le give him a new suit on't.
_La._ A parting kiss, and good Sir, let me pray you
To wait me in the Gallerie.
_Wel._ I am in another world, Madam where you please. [_Exit_ Welford.
_Elder Lo.
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