Alon. What Troops of Beauties she has! sufficient to take whole Cities in—Madam, I beg— [Takes Clarinda by the Hand, and approaches Cleonte.
Cleo. What, Sir?
Alon. That you would receive into Protection—
Cleo. What pray, Sir?
Alon. Would you would give me leave to say, a Heart
That your fair Eyes have lately made unfit
For its old Quarters.
Cleo. I rather think you mean this Lady, Sir. [Alonzo looks with wonder on Clarinda.
Alon. She’s heavenly fair too, and has surpriz’d my Heart,
Just as ’twas going to the other’s Bosom,