EM.
[Aside.] Good Lord! shall I never be rid of this importunate
man? Now must I dissemble blindness again. Once more for
thy sake, Manville, thus am I inforced, because I shall
complete my full resolved mind to thee. Father, where are
you?
MILLER.
Here, sweet Em. Answer this gentleman, that would so fayne
enjoy thy love.
EM.
Where are you, sir? will you never leave this idle and vain
pursuit of love? Is not England stord enough to content you,
but you must still trouble the poor contemptible maid of
Manchester?
VALINGFORD.
None can content me but the fair maid of Manchester.
EM.
I perceive love is vainly described, that, being blind
himself, would have you likewise troubled with a blind wife,
having the benefit of your eyes. But neither follow him so
much in folly, but love one in whom you may better delight.
VALINGFORD.
Father Miller, thy daughter shall have honor by graunting me
her love. I am a Gentleman of king Williams Court, and no
mean man in king Williams favour.
EM.
If you be a Lord, sir, as you say, you offer both your self
and me great wrong: yours, as apparent, in limiting your
love so unorderly, for which you rashly endure reprochement;
mine, as open and evident, when, being shut from the vanities
of this world, you would have me as an open gazing stock to
all the world; for lust, not love, leads you into this error.
But from the one I will keep me as well as I can, and yield
the other to none but to my father, as I am bound by duty.
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