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SCENE VI.
Enter SCEPARNIO.Who's at the door there banging so unmercifully?
Amp.
'Tis I.
Scep.
What good d'ye bring us?—By my troth
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Amp.
Good day to you, young man.
Scep.
The same to you, young woman.
Amp.
I am come to you,—
Scep.
I'll entertain you, if you come anon,
As you could wish: at present I have nothing
To satisfy your wants.—Ah ha, my pretty one!
My smirking, smiling rogue!
(Offering to embrace her.
Amp.
Let me alone:—
Fye,—now you are too rude.
Scep.
By heav'ns, the very
Image of Venus! What a sparkling eye
The jade has!—what a shape!—what a complexion!—
A walnut,—a nut brown I meant to say!—
What breasts!—what pretty pouting lips!—
(Lays hold of her.
Amp.
(Struggling,)
Be quiet!—
I am not for your turn:—d'ye think me common?
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Scep.
Prithee, sweet,
May I not toy a little?
Amp.
Bye and bye,—
When I'm at leisure, I'll then trifle with you:—
Now let me have your answer, aye or no,
To that which I was sent to ask.
Scep.
What would you?
Amp.
Can you not guess by this?
(Pointing to the pitcher.)
Scep.
And can't you guess
What I would have of you?
Amp.
The Priestess sent me
To beg some water.
Scep.
I am proud and lordly:
Unless you sue to me with low petition,
You will not get a drop.—Our well we dug,
At our own hazard, with our proper tools.—
Unless you wooe me with much blandishment,
You will not get a drop.
Amp.
Why should you grudge
To give me water, which an enemy
Will give an enemy?
Scep.
Why should you grudge
To grant me that same favour, which a friend
Will give a friend?
Amp.
Well, well, my sweet, I'll do
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Scep.
(Aside.)
O charming!—I am blest!—
She calls me sweet.—
(To Amp.)
You shall have water;—No,
You shall not love in vain.—Give me the pitcher.
Amp.
Here,—take it.—Prithee, love, make haste, and bring it me.
Scep.
Stay:—I'll be here this instant, my sweet charmer!
[Exit Sceparnio.
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