nably she comes?

_L. Des._ Cry mercy, Madam, I'll withdraw a while.

_L. Lam._ Ah, _Desbro_! thou art come in the most lucky Minute-- I was
just on the point of falling-- As thou say'st, these Heroicks have the
strangest Power--

_L. Des._ I never knew a Woman cou'd resist 'em.

_L. Lam._ No marvel then, our Husbands use 'em so, betray 'em, banish
'em, sequester, murder 'em, and every way disarm 'em--

_L. Des._ But their Eyes, Madam.

_L. Lam._ Ay, their Eyes, _Desbro_; I wonder our Lords shou'd take away
their Swords, and let 'em wear their Eyes.

_L. Des._ I'll move it to the Committee of Safety, Madam, those Weapons
should be taken from 'em too.

_L. Lam._ Still they'll have some to be reveng'd on us.

_L. Des._ Ay, so they will will; My Lord says, a Cavalier is a kind of
_Hydra_, knock him o'th' Head as often as you will, he has still one to
peep up withal.

Enter _Page_.

_Page._ Madam, here's Mr. _Freeman_ to speak with your Honour.

_Lov._ That's a Friend of mine, Madam, and 'twou'd be unnecessary he saw
your Highness and I together: let us withdraw--

_L. Lam._ Withdraw! why, what will _Desbro_ say?

_L. Des._ O Madam, I know your Virtue and your Piety too well to
suspect your Honour wrongfully: 'tis impossible a Lady that goes to a
Conventicle twice a Day, besides long Prayers and loud Psalm-- singing,
shou'd do any thing with an Heroick against her Honour. Your known
Sanctity preserves you from Scandal-- But here's _Freeman_--
[Puts 'em in.

Enter _Freeman_.

_Free._ So, Madam-- you are very kind--

_L. Des._ My charming _Freeman_, this tedious Day of Absence has been an
Age in love. How hast thou liv'd without me?

_Free._ Like one condemn'd, sad and disconsolate, And all the while you
made your Husband happy.

_L. Des._ Name not the Beastly Hypocrite, thou know'st I made no other
use of him, But a dull Property to advance our Love.

_Free._ And 'tis but Justice, _Maria_, he sequester'd me of my whole
Estate, because, he said, I took up Arms in _Ireland_, on Noble
_Ormond's_ Side; nay, hir'd Rogues, perjur'd Villains-- Witnesses with a
Pox, to swear it too; when at that time I was but Eight Years Old; but I
escap'd as well as all the Gentry and Nobility of _England_. To add to
this, he takes my Mistress too.

_L. Des._ You mistake, my lovely _Freeman_; I married only thy Estate,
the best Composition I cou'd make for thee, and I will pay it back with
Interest too.

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