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Loveyet Monologue from The Politician Out-Witted

From The Politician Out-Witted by Samuel Low

male · romantic · 2:37 min

I have beheld their beauty with equal pleasure and astonishment; and the understanding, the affability, and vivacity, by which strangers, with so much propriety, characterize my fair countrywomen, give them a pre-eminence over the ladies of most other countries, that is highly gratifying to a mind already so much attached to its native city, by the most endearing of all human ties;--they are all that the warmest, the most luxuriant fancy can wish; beautiful--almost beyond the possibility of an increase of charms; and--I had almost said, they furnish room for love and warm conceptions, "even to madness!" (HARRIET: I am in doubt no longer;--such passionate expressions must have Love for their prompter.) My friend Frankton extolled them highly; but his description derogates from their desert;--you, too, he praised;--I listened to him--with unspeakable delight, and believed him with all the ardour of faith and expectation; for I could readily believe that, which I had so often, so sweetly experienced;--but when you last blest my eyes with that enchanting form, how was the idea exceeded by the reality!--To do justice to such perfection, the praises I this minute bestowed on the ladies I have seen, would be spiritless and insufficient!--To charms like Miss Harriet's, what hermit could remain insensible!-- I was not insensible;--the tender passion, I began so early to entertain; a passion, which length of absence, and a succession of objects and events, had rendered too dormant, was then excited to sensations the most exquisitely sensible;--was then taught to glow with a flame, too fervent to be now suppressed! (HARRIET: Were I but sure of his sincerity!) With what indifference she hears me!--If she is so insensible to the genuine effusions of a heart like mine, I am lost indeed! But I will try a little deception to discover the truth. (Aside.) --What a lovely picture Mr. Frankton drew of Miss Airy! But it was not too highly finished; for a thousand Loves and Graces have conspired, to make her the most accomplished of her sex.

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