the way of the world(如此世道)-第8节
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MINC。 O mem； your laship stayed to peruse a packet of letters。
MILLA。 Oh； ay； lettersI had lettersI am persecuted with lettersI
hate letters。 Nobody knows how to write letters； and yet one has 'em； one
does not know why。 They serve one to pin up one's hair。
WIT。 Is that the way？ Pray； madam； do you pin up your hair with all
your letters？ I find I must keep copies。
MILLA。 Only with those in verse； Mr。 Witwoud。 I never pin up my
hair with prose。 I think I tried once； Mincing。
MINC。 O mem； I shall never forget it。
MILLA。 Ay； poor Mincing tift and tift all the morning。
MINC。 Till I had the cramp in my fingers； I'll vow； mem。 And all to no
purpose。 But when your laship pins it up with poetry； it fits so pleasant the
next day as anything； and is so pure and so crips。
WIT。 Indeed； so crips？
MINC。 You're such a critic； Mr。 Witwoud。
MILLA。 Mirabell； did you take exceptions last night？ Oh； ay； and went
away。 Now I think on't I'm angryno； now I think on't I'm pleased：… for I
believe I gave you some pain。
MIRA。 Does that please you？
MILLA。 Infinitely； I love to give pain。
MIRA。 You would affect a cruelty which is not in your nature； your
true vanity is in the power of pleasing。
MILLA。 Oh； I ask your pardon for that。 One's cruelty is one's power；
and when one parts with one's cruelty one parts with one's power； and
when one has parted with that； I fancy one's old and ugly。
MIRA。 Ay； ay； suffer your cruelty to ruin the object of your power； to
destroy your loverand then how vain； how lost a thing you'll be！ Nay； 'tis
true； you are no longer handsome when you've lost your lover： your
beauty dies upon the instant。 For beauty is the lover's gift： 'tis he bestows
your charms：… your glass is all a cheat。 The ugly and the old； whom the
looking…glass mortifies； yet after commendation can be flattered by it； and
discover beauties in it： for that reflects our praises rather than your face。
MILLA。 Oh； the vanity of these men！ Fainall； d'ye hear him？ If they
did not commend us； we were not handsome！ Now you must know they
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could not commend one if one was not handsome。 Beauty the lover's gift！
Lord； what is a lover； that it can give？ Why； one makes lovers as fast as
one pleases； and they live as long as one pleases； and they die as soon as
one pleases； and then； if one pleases； one makes more。
WIT。 Very pretty。 Why； you make no more of making of lovers；
madam； than of making so many card…matches。
MILLA。 One no more owes one's beauty to a lover than one's wit to an
echo。 They can but reflect what we look and say： vain empty things if we
are silent or unseen； and want a being。
MIRA。 Yet； to those two vain empty things； you owe two the greatest
pleasures of your life。
MILLA。 How so？
MIRA。 To your lover you owe the pleasure of hearing yourselves
praised； and to an echo the pleasure of hearing yourselves talk。
WIT。 But I know a lady that loves talking so incessantly； she won't
give an echo fair play； she has that everlasting rotation of tongue that an
echo must wait till she dies before it can catch her last words。
MILLA。 Oh； fiction； Fainall； let us leave these men。
MIRA。 Draw off Witwoud。 ＇Aside to MRS。 FAINALL。＇
MRS。 FAIN。 Immediately； I have a word or two for Mr。 Witwoud。
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SCENE VI。
MRS。 MILLAMANT； MIRABELL； MINCING。
MIRA。 I would beg a little private audience too。 You had the tyranny
to deny me last night； though you knew I came to impart a secret to you
that concerned my love。
MILLA。 You saw I was engaged。
MIRA。 Unkind！ You had the leisure to entertain a herd of fools： things
who visit you from their excessive idleness； bestowing on your easiness
that time which is the incumbrance of their lives。 How can you find
delight in such society？ It is impossible they should admire you； they are
not capable； or； if they were； it should be to you as a mortification： for；
sure； to please a fool is some degree of folly。
MILLA。 I please myself。Besides； sometimes to converse with fools
is for my health。
MIRA。 Your health！ Is there a worse disease than the conversation of
fools？
MILLA。 Yes； the vapours； fools are physic for it； next to assafoetida。
MIRA。 You are not in a course of fools？
MILLA。 Mirabell； if you persist in this offensive freedom you'll
displease me。 I think I must resolve after all not to have you：… we shan't
agree。
MIRA。 Not in our physic； it may be。
MILLA。 And yet our distemper in all likelihood will be the same； for
we shall be sick of one another。 I shan't endure to be reprimanded nor
instructed； 'tis so dull to act always by advice； and so tedious to be told of
one's faults； I can't bear it。 Well； I won't have you； MirabellI'm resolved
I thinkyou may goha； ha； ha！ What would you give that you could help
loving me？
MIRA。 I would give something that you did not know I could not help
it。
MILLA。 Come； don't look grave then。 Well； what do you say to me？
MIRA。 I say that a man may as soon make a friend by his wit； or a
fortune by his honesty； as win a woman with plain…dealing and sincerity。
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MILLA。 Sententious Mirabell！ Prithee don't look with that violent and
inflexible wise face； like Solomon at the dividing of the child in an old
tapestry hanging！
MIRA。 You are merry； madam； but I would persuade you for a
moment to be serious。
MILLA。 What； with that face？ No； if you keep your countenance； 'tis
impossible I should hold mine。 Well； after all； there is something very
moving in a lovesick face。 Ha； ha； ha！ Well I won't laugh； don't be peevish。
Heigho！ Now I'll be melancholy； as melancholy as a watch…light。 Well；
Mirabell； if ever you will win me； woo me now。Nay； if you are so
tedious； fare you well： I see they are walking away。
MIRA。 Can you not find in the variety of your disposition one moment
…
MILLA。 To hear you tell me Foible's married； and your plot like to
speed？ No。
MIRA。 But how you came to know it …
MILLA。 Without the help of the devil； you can't imagine； unless she
should tell me herself。 Which of the two it may have been； I will leave you
to consider； and when you have done thinking of that； think of me。
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SCENE VII。
MIRABELL alone。
MIRA。 I have something more。Gone！ Think of you？ To think of a
whirlwind； though 'twere in a whirlwind； were a case of more steady
contemplation； a very tranquillity of mind and mansion。 A fellow that lives
in a windmill has not a more whimsical dwelling than the heart of a man
that is lodged in a woman。 There is no point of the compass to which they
cannot turn； and by which they are not turned； and by one as well as
another； for motion； not method； is their occupation。 To know this； and yet
continue to be in love； is to be made wise from the dictates of reason； and
yet persevere to play the fool by the force of instinct。Oh； here come my
pair of turtles。 What； billing so sweetly？ Is not Valentine's day over with
you yet？
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SCENE VIII。
＇To him＇ WAITWELL； FOIBLE。
MIRA。 Sirrah； Waitwell； why； sure； you think you were married for
your own recreation and not for my conveniency。
WAIT。 Your pardon； sir。 With submission； we have indeed been
solacing in lawful delights； but still with an eye to business； sir。 I have
instructed her as well as I could。 If she can take your directions as readily
as my instructions；
