Ralph and Jos.Oh, bliss! oh, rapture!
Sir J.Sad my lot, and sorry,
What shall I do? I cannot live alone!
All. What will he do? he cannot live alone!
Hebe. Fear nothing—while I live I’ll not desert you.
I’ll soothe and comfort your declining days.
Sir J. No, don’t do that.
Hebe.Yes, but indeed I’d rather.
Sir J. (resigned).
To-morrow morn our vows shall all be plighted,