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A Dialogue in the fifth Aact, between a Boy and a Girl, and an Old Man. Written by Mr. Motteux; set to the Mu∣sick by Mr. J. Eccles.
Enter Girl.
Girl.
WHy do I sigh and tremble so?
Why does my Colour come and go,
When here young Strephon is?
Is this to Love? how shall I know?
When he wou'd kiss me, I say, No, no, no, no, no.
But yet I let him kiss.
II.
I wish the pretty youth to see,
And yet I fear near him to be;
He pains yet pleases so.
Shall I refuse, or else deny?
I fear I hardly shall say, Fie, fie, fie, fie, fie.
Were none but he to know.
Enter Boy.
••oy.
Oh! how d'ye do, Miss? I hope I••don't scare you.
••lethinks I've no Pleasure, but when I am near you.
I don't know what ails me, but when you appear,
I feel something so pretty that tickles me here.
Girl.
Oh! Dear! so do I: Well, I'm glad you are come;
Yet I start, and I blush, when you enter the Room,
Just like our Maid, when she meets with your Groom.
Boy.
Let's do as they do; seem shy, and I'll kiss.
Girl.
Oh! Law! what would Mother say should I do this!
Boy.
Hush, Fool! you must, like her, say nothing, yet kiss.
Girl.
Nay, don't you, be quiet! Grand-Father is by.
Don't let me alone—see! My head's all, awry.
Boy.
I'll buss you.
Girl.
I'll scratch you.
Boy.
I care not a pin.
Girl.
Nay, now the Folks see you.
Boy.
Then let us go in.
Both.
Then let us go in.
Enter Old Man.
Old Man.
Why, Sirrah! Why H'us wife! how dare you do this?
I'll get a good Rod, I'll teach you to kiss.
Boy.
Is there any harm in't
Girl.
Oh, pray do not Scold.
Boy.
We're not so much too Young as you be too Old.
Old Man.
Stay till you be Married.
Boy.
Pray Marry us then.
Girl.
They say when we're Married we're Women and Men.
Old Man.
'Tis time you should wed, if already you long.
We're quickly too old, but we're never too young.
All Three.
'Tis Time you should Wed, if already you long;
We're quickly too Old, but we're never too Young.
(Ex••unt▪.