ISBN: 9781153638432

Excerpt: ...I don''t know what to say to you, nor I don''t care to speak with you at all. BEN. No? I''m sorry for that. But pray why are you so scornful? MIS… More...

Excerpt: ...I don''t know what to say to you, nor I don''t care to speak with you at all. BEN. No? I''m sorry for that. But pray why are you so scornful? MISS. As long as one must not speak one''s mind, one had better not speak at all, I think, and truly I won''t tell a lie for the matter. BEN. Nay, you say true in that, it''s but a folly to lie: for to speak one thing, and to think just the contrary way is, as it were, to look one way, and to row another. Now, for my part, d''ye see, I''m for carrying things above board, I''m not for keeping anything under hatches,-so that if you ben''t as willing as I, say so a God''s name: there''s no harm done; mayhap you may be shame-faced; some maidens thof they love a man well enough, yet they don''t care to tell''n so to''s face. If that''s the case, why, silence gives consent. MISS. But I''m sure it is not so, for I''ll speak sooner than you should believe that; and I''ll speak truth, though one should always tell a lie to a man; and I don''t care, let my father do what he will; I''m too big to be whipt, so I''ll tell you plainly, I don''t like you, nor love you at all, nor never will, that''s more: so there''s your answer for you; and don''t trouble me no more, you ugly thing. BEN. Look you, young woman, you may learn to give good words, however. I spoke you fair, d''ye see, and civil. As for your love or your liking, I don''t value it of a rope''s end; and mayhap I like you as little as you do me: what I said was in obedience to father. Gad, I fear a whipping no more than you do. But I tell you one thing, if you should give such language at sea, you''d have a cat o'' nine tails laid cross your shoulders. Flesh! who are you? You heard t''other handsome young woman speak civilly to me of her own accord. Whatever you think of yourself, gad, I don''t think you are any more to compare to her than a can of small-beer to a bowl of punch. MISS. Well, and there''s a handsome gentleman, and a fine gentleman, and a sweet gentleman, that was here that loves me,... William Congreve, Books, Entertainment, Love For Love; A Comedy Books>Entertainment, General Books LLC<

ISBN: 9781153638432

Excerpt: ...I don''t know what to say to you, nor I don''t care to speak with you at all. BEN. No? I''m sorry for that. But pray why are you so scornful? MIS… More...

Excerpt: ...I don''t know what to say to you, nor I don''t care to speak with you at all. BEN. No? I''m sorry for that. But pray why are you so scornful? MISS. As long as one must not speak one''s mind, one had better not speak at all, I think, and truly I won''t tell a lie for the matter. BEN. Nay, you say true in that, it''s but a folly to lie: for to speak one thing, and to think just the contrary way is, as it were, to look one way, and to row another. Now, for my part, d''ye see, I''m for carrying things above board, I''m not for keeping anything under hatches,-so that if you ben''t as willing as I, say so a God''s name: there''s no harm done; mayhap you may be shame-faced; some maidens thof they love a man well enough, yet they don''t care to tell''n so to''s face. If that''s the case, why, silence gives consent. MISS. But I''m sure it is not so, for I''ll speak sooner than you should believe that; and I''ll speak truth, though one should always tell a lie to a man; and I don''t care, let my father do what he will; I''m too big to be whipt, so I''ll tell you plainly, I don''t like you, nor love you at all, nor never will, that''s more: so there''s your answer for you; and don''t trouble me no more, you ugly thing. BEN. Look you, young woman, you may learn to give good words, however. I spoke you fair, d''ye see, and civil. As for your love or your liking, I don''t value it of a rope''s end; and mayhap I like you as little as you do me: what I said was in obedience to father. Gad, I fear a whipping no more than you do. But I tell you one thing, if you should give such language at sea, you''d have a cat o'' nine tails laid cross your shoulders. Flesh! who are you? You heard t''other handsome young woman speak civilly to me of her own accord. Whatever you think of yourself, gad, I don''t think you are any more to compare to her than a can of small-beer to a bowl of punch. MISS. Well, and there''s a handsome gentleman, and a fine gentleman, and a sweet gentleman, that was here that loves me,... William Congreve, Books, Entertainment, Love For Love; A Comedy Books>Entertainment <

ISBN: 9781153638432

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