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Dryden, John, 1631-1700

"The works of John Dryden, $c now first collected in eighteen volumes. $p Volume 02"


_Fail_. Never threaten me, madam; you're a person I despise.
_Isa_. I vow to gad, I'll be even with you, sir.
[_Exit_.
_Non_. [_To the Bailiff's_.]--And when you have arrested
him, be sure you search him for my gold.
_Bailiffs_. [_To_ LOVEBY.] We arrest you, sir, at my Lord
Nonsuch's suit.
_Lov_. Me, you rascals!
_Non_. Search him for my gold; you know the marks on't.
_Lov_. If they can find any marked or unmarked gold about me,
they'll find more than I can. You expect I should resist now; no, no;
I'll hamper you for this.
_Bail_. There's nothing to be found about him.
_Fail_. 'Tis no matter, to prison with him; there all his debts
will come upon him.
_Lov_. What, hurried to durance, like a stinkard!
_Job_. Now, as I live, a pleasant gentleman; I could find in my
heart to bail him; but I'll overcome myself, and steal away. [_Is
going_.
_Bail_. Come, sir, we must provide you of another lodging; but I
believe you'll scarce like it.
_Lov_. If I do not, I ask no favour; pray turn me out of doors.
_Bib_. Turn him out of doors! What a jest was there? Now, an' I
should be hanged, I cannot forbear bailing him: Stay, officers, I bail
him body and soul for that jest.
_Fail_. Let us begone in time, Burr.
[_Exeunt_ BURR, FAILER, _and_ TIMOROUS.


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