You know, Sir, I am fond of him, and would have given Money to
have kept him with me.
LOCKIT. Ah Lucy! thy Education might have put thee more upon thy
Guard; for a Girl in the Bar of an Ale-house is always besieg'd.
LUCY. Dear Sir, mention not my Education--for 'twas to that I owe my
Ruin.
AIR XL. If Love's a sweet Passion, &c.
When young at the Bar you first taught me to score,
And bid me be free of my Lips, and no more;
I was kiss'd by the Parson, the Squire, and the Sot,
When the Guest was departed, the Kiss was forgot.
But his Kiss was so sweet, and so closely he prest,
That I languish'd and pin'd till I granted the rest.
If you can forgive me, Sir, I will make a fair Confession, for to be
sure he hath been a most barbarous Villain to me.
LOCKIT. And so you have let him escape, Hussy--Have you?
LUCY. When a Woman loves; a kind Look, a tender Word can persuade
her to any thing--And I could ask no other Bribe.
LOCKIT. Thou wilt always be a vulgar Slut, Lucy.--If you would not
be look'd upon as a Fool, you should never do any thing but upon the
foot of Interest.
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