I believe I must find something for you. Will you have a love-song or a sonnet?
WORSHIPTON.
Any of them will do: she does not know the one from the other,
AMARYLLIS(taking papers from his table).
Here are verses addressed to Delia playing on the lute.
WORSHIPTON(taking it).
This will do very well; for tho' I don't believe she plays upon the lute, it will be civil to suppose that she does, till we really know the contrary.
AMARYLLIS.
You speak lightly of the lady, Worshipton, for a lover.
WORSHIPTON.
I am not so refined in my ideas of these matters as you are, Amaryllis. I am a man of the world, and that character can't be supported long on a slender fortune: the lady is very rich.—But mum: not a word of this to any one.
AMARYLLIS.
You may depend upon me. But you said you should like to hear me read some of my poems. I
