And left no Arguments unus’d
Might make me sensible of what I did;
But I was fixt, and overcame them all,
Repeating still my Vows and Passions for her,
Till in the presence of her Maid and Heaven
We solemnly contracted.
Cur. But, Sir, by your permission, was it well?
Fred. What wouldst thou have him do
That’s all on fire, and dies for an Enjoyment?
Cur. But having gain’d it, do you love her still?