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And writhe thy body to fantastic shapes Of affectation, to attract her notice.

Nay, spare me, good Gonzalos! I, perhaps, May, as I speak my jest or merry tale, With restless eye keep peering to the side Where beauty listens, too apparently; But think not this attack on female constancy— I mean this present individual push— By any other motive has been prompted, Than love and true regard for noble Garcio. After the toils and dangers he has pass'd, To see him thus received provokes me much.

Hush! be more prudent; speak thy mind less freely. Thy brain is ever full of idle fancies: Come to the air, and cool thy fev'rish spleen. [Exeunt.