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Light step and graceful gesture—then I waited To hear thy voice again, and then—

I pray thee Have done with such a foolish list of thens! Dost thou forget thou hast already won me? I'll have thee presently, I do suppose, Repeating all thy courtship o'er again, And kneeling at my feet for perfect idleness.

And so thou shalt, were't only for the pleasure Of being raised again by that white hand. (Kneeling to her playfully.)

It will not raise thee up, thou saucy mimic! But keep thee down, for this thy mock humility, Which is but vanity in cloak and vizard; The bearing of success without misgiving Or fear of change; the full security Of an affianced lord.

To keep me down, Whilst thy soft fingers, mixing with my hair, Gives thrilling so delightful! on such terms, I'd gladly at thy feet kneel by the hour, So to be mortified