La. You are a gentleman of your word.
Sis. And such a gentleman is to be trusted, Madam.
De. He is an Infidell that will breake his word with a Ladie.
Sis. I suspect, servant, you have many Mistresses.
De. Not I, by this white hand. I must acknowledge there are some Ladies in the Court in whose eyes and opinion I am favour'd. I cannot obscure my selfe from their observation; but my heart with contempt of all other endeerement is only devoted to your service.
Sis. Is't not a charge to dresse your selfe with such variety of Ribbands every day?
De. Is that your scruple? Tis the Mode to express our fancie upon every occasion; to shew the turne and present state of our hope or feares in our Affection. Your colours to an understanding Lover carry the interpretation of the hart as plainely as wee express our meaning one to another in Characters. Shall I decipher my Colours to you now? Here is Azure and Peach: Azure is constant, and Peach is love; which signifies my constant Affection.
Sis. This is very pretty.
De. Oh, it saves the trouble of writing, where the Mistres and Servant are learned in this amorous blazon. Yesterday I wore Folimort, Grisdelin and Isabella: Folimort is withered, Grisdelin is absent, and Isabella is beauty, which put together express I did wither or languish for your absent beautie.
Sis. But is there any reason for theis distinctions?