Had he one thought of me, he must have found me out.
—Yes, yes, ’tis certain I am miserable;
He’s going now to see some fresher Beauties,
And I, he says, must be a witness of it;
This gives me Wounds, painful as those of Love:
Some Women now would find a thousand Plots
From so much Grief as I have, but I’m dull;
Yet I’ll to Laura, and advise with her,
Where I will tell her such a heavy Tale,
As shall oblige her to a kind concern: