Sir, the lady shall be as ugly as I choose; she shall have a lump
on each shoulder; she shall be as crooked as the crescent; her one eye
shall roll like the bull's in Cox's mu-se-um; she shall have a skin like
a mummy, and the beard of a Jew; she shall be all this, sir! yet I'll
make you ogle her all day, and sit up all night to write sonnets on her
beauty!
CAPT. A. This is reason and moderation, indeed!
SIR A. None of your sneering, puppy!--no grinning, jackanapes!
CAPT. A. Indeed, sir, I never was in a worse humor for mirth in my life.
SIR A. 'Tis false, sir! I know you are laughing in your sleeve; I know
you'll grin when I am gone, sir!
CAPT. A. Sir, I hope I know my duty better.
SIR A. None of your passion, sir! none of your violence, if you please!
It won't do with me, I promise you.
CAPT. A. Indeed, sir, I never was cooler in my life.
SIR A. I know you are in a passion in your heart; I know you are, you
hypocritical young dog! But it won't do!
CAPT. A. Nay, sir, upon my word--
SIR A. So, you will fly out? Can't you be cool, like me? What good can
passion do? Passion is of no service, you impudent, insolent,
overbearing reprobate! There, you sneer again! Don't provoke me! But you
rely upon the mildness of my temper, you do, you dog! You play upon the
meekness of my disposition! Yet take care; the patience of a saint may
be overcome at last! But, mark! I give you six hours and a half to
consider of this: if you then agree, without any condition, to do
everything on earth that I choose, why, I may, in time, forgive you.
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