Clo. And will you, Sir, be constant to your Vows?
Fred. Ah Cloris! do not question what I’ve sworn;
If thou would’st have it once again repeated,
I’ll do’t. By all that’s good, I’ll marry thee;
By that most Holy Altar, before which we kneel’d,
When first I saw the brightest Saint that e’er ador’d it;
I’ll marry none but thee, my dearest Cloris.
Clo. Sir, you have said enough to gain a credit
With any Maid, though she had been deceiv’d
By some such Flatteries as these before.