Dor. But my lover was upon his knees to me.
Mrs. Sul. And mine was upon his tiptoes to me.
Dor. Mine vowed to die for me. [468]
Mrs. Sul. Mine swore to die with me.
Dor. Mine spoke the softest moving things.
Mrs. Sul. Mine had his moving things too.
Dor. Mine kissed my hand ten thousand times,
Mrs. Sul. Mine has all that pleasure to come.
Dor. Mine offered marriage.
Mrs. Sul. O Lard! d' ye call that a moving thing? [475]