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SCENE I] THE OLD BACHELOR 49<br />

puny stomachs. Your love is like your courage, which you<br />

show for the first year or two upon all occasions; till in a<br />

little time, being disabled or disarmed, you abate of your<br />

vigour, and that daring blade which was so often drawn<br />

is bound to the peace for ever after.<br />

Bell. Thou art an old fornicator of a singular good<br />

principle indeed! and art for encouraging youth, that they<br />

may be as wicked as thou art at thy years.<br />

Heart. I am for having everybody be what they pretend<br />

to be; a whoremaster be a whoremaster, and not like Vainlove,<br />

kiss a lapdog with passion, when it would disgust him<br />

from the lady's own lips.<br />

Bell. That only happens sometimes, where the dog has<br />

the sweeter breath, for the more cleanly conveyance. But,<br />

George, you must not quarrel with little gallantries of this<br />

nature: women are often won by 'em. Who would refuse<br />

to kiss a lapdog, if it were preliminary to the lips of his<br />

lady?<br />

Sharp. Or omit playing with her fan and cooling her if<br />

she were hot, when it might entitle him to the office of<br />

warming her when she should be cold?<br />

Bell. What is it to read a play on a rainy day, though<br />

you should now and then be interrupted in a witty scene,<br />

and she perhaps preserve her laughter, 'till the jest were<br />

over! even that may be borne with, considering the reward<br />

in prospect.<br />

Heart. I confess, you that are women's asses bear greater<br />

burdens; are forced to undergo dressing, dancing, singing,<br />

sighing, whining, rhyming, flattering, lying, grinning, cringing,<br />

and the drudgery of loving to boot.<br />

Bell. D brute! the drudgery of loving!<br />

Heart. Ay, why to come to love through all these encumbrances,<br />

is like coming to an estate overcharged with<br />

debts; which, by the time you have paid, yields no further<br />

profit than what the bare tillage and manuring of the land<br />

will produce at the expense of your own sweat.<br />

Bell. Prithee, how dost thou love?<br />

Sharp, He! he hates the sex.<br />

Heart, So I hate physic too—yet I may love to take it<br />

for my health.<br />

Bell. Well come off, George, if at any time you should<br />

be taken straying.

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