The hectors, or, The false challenge a comedy written in the year MDCLV, the scene, London.

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Title
The hectors, or, The false challenge a comedy written in the year MDCLV, the scene, London.
Author
Prestwich, Edmund, fl. 1650-1651.
Publication
London :: Printed for G. Bedel and T. Collins, and are to be sold at their shop ...,
1656.
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SCENE I.

Enter Know-well.

SHee has an acute and handsome wit, a judgment too, not usuall in a woman, then which there is nothing doth more touch my fancy; and yet, Shee wants not that which we call Beauty, that most divine proportion, that doth so lively strike our souls.

Nay, I needs must say, this was the only thing which at the first put me to a stop, and would not let me pass her over, as other common things: But now, a more noble Idea doth so fully represent it self, that I scarce feel its force at all; Nor doth it move me, more then those trivial petty ends, which in my childsh ignorance I have pursued, would now stirre me: Nor is this strange; for certainly, Beauty's chiefest (if not only) Empire, is at the first; but afterwards, it yeelds unto, and is regulated by what farther conversation doth produce. For, without doubt, had shee now all the deformity that age, or erring nature ever yet produced, I should make her my choice; and those impressions, that by the little acquaintance I have had with her, shee hath made in my mind, would so over-rule my fancy, that in despight of the world, I should account her faire.

Exit.

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