Visc. I had hopes before your note came, Sir, but now, I confess fears for my love.
Thi. Here are likewise a few little couplets which I have composed to your honour and glory, Madam.
Visc. Ah! I had no idea that Mr. Thibaudier was a poet; these few little couplets will be my ruin.
Coun. He means two strophes. (To CRIQUET) Page, give a seat to Mr. Thibaudier. (Aside to CRIQUET, who brings a chair) A folding-chair, little animal![5] Mr. Thibaudier, sit down there, and read your strophes to us.
Thi. (reads).
|
"A person of quality Is my fair dame; She has got beauty, Fierce is my flame; Yet I must blame Her pride and cruelty." |
Visc. I am lost after that.
Coun. The first line is excellent: "A person of quality."
Ju. I think it is a little too long; but a liberty may be taken to express a noble thought.
Coun. (to MR. THIBAUDIER). Let us have the other.