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Dryden, John, 1631-1700

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


_Isa_. Never fear; let me alone to keep him busy.
_Burr_. Come, madam, and let me take off these tasteless kisses
the maid gave you; may we not join lips before we are married?
_Isa_. No; fie, Sir Timorous.
[_They struggle a little, and in that time FAILER picks his pocket
of the key_.
_Fail_. I have it--here it is--now, shift for yourself, as I'll
do; I'll wait you in the alley.
[_Exit_.
_Isa_. Sir Timorous, pray go into my chamber, and make no noise
till I return; I'll but fetch the little man of God, and follow you in
a twinkling.
_Burr_. There's no light, I hope?
_Isa_. Not a spark.
_Burr_. For to light me to the mark--
[_Exit_.
_Isa_. What a scowering have I 'scaped to-night! Fortune, 'tis
thou hast been ingenious for me! Allons, Isabella! Courage! now to
deliver my knight from the enchanted castle.
[_Exit_.
_Enter LOVEBY, led by SETSTONE, antickly habited; with a torch in
one hand, and a wand in the other_.
_Lov_. What art thou, that hast led me this long hour through
lanes and alleys, and blind passages?
_Set_. I am thy genius; and conduct thee to wealth, fame, and
honour; what thou comest to do, do boldly; fear not; with this rod I
charm thee; and neither elf nor goblin now can harm thee.
_Lov_.


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