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Jonson, Ben, 1573-1637

"Cynthia's Revels"

I should have tickled it
soon. I did never appear till then. 'Slid, I am the neatliest-made
gallant i' the company, and have the best presence; and my dancing
-- well, I know what our usher said to me last time I was at the
school: Would I might have led Philautia in the measures, an it
had been the gods' will! I am most worthy, I am sure.
RE-ENTER MORUS.
MORUS. Master, I can tell you news; the Lady kissed me yonder, and
played with me, and says she loved you once as well as she does me,
but that you cast her off.
ASO. Peace, my most esteemed page.
MORUS. Yes.
ASO. What luck is this, that our revels are dash'd, now was I
beginning to glister in the very highway of preferment. An Cynthia
had but seen me dance a strain, or do but one trick, I had been
kept in court, I should never have needed to look towards my
friends again.
AMO. Contain yourself, you were a fortunate young man, if you knew
your own good; which I have now projected, and will presently
multiply upon you. Beauties and valours, your vouchsafed applause
to a motion. The humorous Cynthia hath, for this night, withdrawn
the light of your delight.
PHA. 'Tis true, Amorphus: what may we do to redeem it?
AMO. Redeem that we cannot, but to create a new flame is in our
power.


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