Prince.
No more;—Thou hast encreast my Value for thee.—Oh! take my Heart, and see how't has been us'd by a Fair Charmer, since I saw thee last— that sullen day we Parted, you for England, you may remember, I design'd for Flanders.
Geo.
I do with Malancholly, Sir, remember it,
Prince.
Arriv'd at Ghent, I went to see an English Nun Initiated, where I beheld the pretty Innocent, deliver'd up a Victim to Foolish Chastity; but among the Relation; then attending the Sacrifice, was a Fair Sister of the Young Votress, but so surpassing all I'd seen before, that I neglecting the Dull Holy Business, Pay'd my Devotion to that Kneeling Saint.
Geo.
That was the nearest way to Heaven, my Lord.
Prince.
Her Face, that had a thousand Charms of Youth, was height'n'd with an Air of Languishment; a lovely Sorrow, dwelt upon her Eyes, that Taught my New born-Passion Awe and Reverence.
Geo.
This Description of her, Fires me.—
(aside)
Prince.
Her Dimpl'd Mouth, her Neck, her Hand, her Hair, a Maje∣sty, and Grace in every Motion, compleated my Undoing; I rav'd, I burnt, I languish'd with desire, the Holy Place cou'd scarce contain my madness, with Pain, with Torture, I restrain'd my Passion when she retir'd, ••ed sadly from the Alter; I, mixing with the Crowd, enquir'd her Name, and Count••y; her Servant told me, that she was of Quality, and liv'd in England, nay, in this very Town, this gave me Anguish not to be con∣••••••d, till I resolv'd to follow her, which is the cause you find me here so soon•• thy Aid, thy Aid, Lejere, or I am lost.
Geo.
I wish to live no longer, then to serve your Highness, if she be Sir 〈◊〉〈◊〉 Maid of Quality, I shall soon find her out, and then you'l easily Conquer.
You've all the Youth, and Beauty, that can Charm, and what gains most ••pon a womans heart, you've powerful Title Sir, a sort of Philter, that ••r sails to win. But you've not told me yet the Ladies name.
Prince.
I had forgot that;— 'Tis in these Tablets write: I'm now in hast, going to receive same Bills: I
Gives him the Tablets.
••odg at
Wilborns, who came over with me, being sent for to be Marry'd.
Geo.
I know the House, 'tis in Southampton-S••••tare. I'll wait upon your ••••••••se—
(Exit Prince.)
Geo
Let me see— Daughter to a Dece••••'d Lord, a Maid,
Opening the tablets, reads.
and no Dowry, but Beauty, Living in
L••••••lns-Inn-Fields,— Ha
••— her Name
Mirtilla! Mirtilla. (Pauses)
Prince,
thou hast paid thy self, for all the Favours done me. Mir∣tilla!—
(Pauses.)
Why yes, Mirtilla! He takes but what she has given away already.—
Oh! Damn her, she has broke her Faith, her Vows, and is no longer mine— And thou'rt my Friend.
(Pauses again.)
Mirtilla's but my Mistriss, and has taken all the Repose of my poor Life away— Yes, let him take her, I'll reisign her to him; and therefore shut