The Churl | ||
SCENE I.
Enter DINARCHUS.DINARCHUS.
There's not begotten, born, nor can be found,
Whom I would have more prais'd, more gratified,
Than Venus—Ye great gods! how I rejoice!
I'm overwhelm'd with joy—What ravishing news
Has Geta brought to-day!—Phronesium sets
A value on my gifts, and loves them dearly.
And 'tis not only this which charms me, but
What most delights me is, the Captain's gifts
Are ill receiv'd; nay more, are odious to her.
I'm all in rapture; for if he's dismiss'd,
The day's my own; my girl will live with me.
I in my ruin plainly find my safety.
Without such ruin I had quite been lost.
Now will I watch what they're about, and who
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What's like to be my fate, I can observe.
But still one thing disturbs me much; for now
Since all my fortune's spent, I must depend
Entirely on another's will and pleasure.
The Churl | ||