Most indubitably I do--don't you, pray? (LOVEYET: I thought her handsome once--but--but--but you certainly are not in love with her.) Not I, faith. Ha, ha, ha. My enamorata and yours are two distinct persons, I assure you--and two such beauties!--By all that's desirable, if there was only one more in the city who could vie with the lovely girls, and boast of the same elegantly proportioned forms; the same beauty, delicacy and symmetry of features; the same celestial complexion, in which the lily and carnation are equally excell'd; the same---- (LOVEYET: Oh, monstrous! Why, they exceed all the Goddesses I ever heard of, by your account.) Well, if you had let me proceed, I should have told you that if one more like them could be found in town, they would make a more beautiful triple than the three renowned goddesses who were candidates for beauty and a golden apple long ago; but no matter now.--The account you have given of the lovely Harriet, has rekindled the flame she so early inspir'd me with, and I already feel myself all the lover; how then shall I feel, when I once more behold the dear maid, like the mother of mankind--"with grace in all her steps, heaven in her eye; in every gesture, dignity and love!"

Frankton Monologue from The Politician Out-Witted

Rehearse Frankton's monologue