Pa. Have done with Scruples.
Ma. Would you have me marry a dead Man?
Pa. No, but I shall come to Life again then.
Ma. Well, you have removed my Objection. My Pamphilus, farewell.
Pa. Do you take Care of that.
Ma. I wish you a good Night. Why do you sigh?
Pa. A good Night, say you, I wish you would give me what you wish me.
Ma. Soft and fair, you are a little too hasty.
Pa. Must I not carry nothing of you along with me?
Ma. This sweet Ball; it will cheer your Heart.