The Mournful Nuptials, or Love the Cure of all Woes | ||
SCENE V.
Mrs. Briar.
Charlotte, if once your father is resolv'd on any
act, all arguments to him are as if we shou'd endeavour
to argue down a storm or northern blast: submission
therefore, if you can submit, to his paternal will, is
all the remedy I can propose.
Charlotte.
Are you against me too? While he was here, you
pleaded for your daughter; and now wou'd you persuade
me to that which you oppos'd when he was present?
Mrs. Briar.
I wou'd persuade you to your ease, my child: and, if
there is a way to shun the match your father has propos'd,
you're sure of my assistance, while I can act
consistent with the duty of a parent and a wife.
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Then I've some hopes. Let us retire into your chamber;
and there I will relate to you the secret which I
fear to tell my father.
There I'll describe to you the lovely'st youth,
That ever fill'd a virgin's ear with truth,
Whose love and honour are his only pride;
And I'm his faithful and his maiden bride.
That ever fill'd a virgin's ear with truth,
Whose love and honour are his only pride;
And I'm his faithful and his maiden bride.
(They go.
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