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A Dialogue between DANDALO, and LAURIANA.
DEarest Mistress, when shall my ardent love be made compleatly happy by the enjoying that, which it makes the object of desire? shall this fair morning be consecrated to Hymen?
Worthy Sir, so great is the Antipathy be∣twixt your birth and fortune and my condition, whose inferiour aime dares not be levell'd higher then its equality, makes (cowards policy) fear to be sole and true excuse of my delay; for (Sir) were you once satiated with the thing you call pleasure, your edge taken off, I know not what there is in me can whet new appetite, or revive a dying love.
Why? I'll keep thee like my wife; be con∣stant to my pleasure, be sure I'll serve thy will with full content: my credit 's safe: to keep a Mistress youths excuse may serve, but an inferiour match brands my posterity.
Sir, I do hate your base desires; may your soul lusts still keep you companie, until abuse and shame teach you amendment; what a brave Ora∣tor is sin! how it can paint it self with golden words of pleasure and delight!
I never could brook these women-preachers: Fare you well, Lady.
Would you could (Sir) so soon take leave of Lust.