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Thus, Thanks return'd, he vow'd straitways his Page
Should Challenge bear, with Rival's storming Rage.
Brisoldan's glad; conjoyn'd; Were it not Best
To talk, Confer? since what that Lord exprest
He may Recant; for th' Suitor's Game, howere,
Your Lordship's Cards as Hopeful, Good appear.
No, that's in vain; Blood drawn, (the Lord reply'd)
Disarm'd at least Clermanthe's more my Bride.
Th' Hour, Place, in Fuming Mood, told thereupon;
Five th' Afternoon: forth false Brisoldan's gon.
Pen, Paper brought, this angry Stream did flow,
For Challenge meant; Time, Place set down below