For all the world like us. She'll rate him roundly. PHILEMON. He'll snatch a buss. BAUCIS. (Kissing her.) And then she bangs him soundly. DUETTO. AIR-O whistle and I will come to you. BAUCIS. Well-a-day! my dear Phil, 'tis a long time ago Since I call'd you my deer and you call'd me your doe. We were wed and had twins, rather sudden or so: PHILEMON. Well-a-day! 'tis betwixt fifty years and three score, That together we've tugg'd at life's labouring oar; BAUCIS. We've spun a long span; could we spin as much more We'd twist true-loves tether as tight as before. BOTH. Time furrows the brow, and discolours the head, As the snow-flakes that drift on the roof of our shed, But love with the last vital embers is fed, And our hearts are as warm as when first we were wed. SCENE VII. An Entrance-hall in Plutus's House. Enter MYRTILLA and UCALegon. RECITATIVE. MYRTILLA. Now should my lady ring, be sure you tell her I'm just stept out-that's a good-natur'd fellow. Och! to be sure. UCALEGON. MYRTILLA. For bobbin, tags, and sarsnet— UCALEGON. Nay, to mate Thyrsis, as you dream'd of last night. MYRTILLA. Take that, you blundering bull, you toad, you varmin. UCALEGON. Augh! laive off courting country teagues and car-men. Must you naids wed, and can't be after waiting, Here's swait Ucalegon wants no entraiting. (Salutes her.) (A violent ringing and knocking at the door.) DUETTO. AIR-The Christ-Church Bells. MYRTILLA. Hark! I hear my lady's bell, 'Tis a chime I know full well: So fierce she tugs, It stuns our lugs. And she rings eternal, eternally. UCALEGON. Hark! the knocker out o'doors, That ev'ry day at office hours With swinging thumps Cries stir your stumps : Little Teague kaips running to and fro. MYRTILLA. Tingle, tingle, tingle, goes the little hand-bell. Just like my lady's clack. BOTH. But I'll not trudge, And I'll not budge Till the doors and bell-ropes crack. [Exeunt. SCENE VIII. Enter PANDORA.-(Knocking continues.) RECITATIVE. JUPITER and MERCURY, (without.) All hands ahoy? Here's a loud peal! PANDORA. Re-enter UCALEGON. UCALEGON. No wonder, Plaise you, my lady, 'tis one Mr. Thunder. PANDORA. Some Squire, no doubt, one of our neighbouring gentry, Go shew 'em up. UCALEGON. Och! here they force their entry. [Exit Ucalegon. Enter JUPITER and MERCURY, singing, without appearing to observe Pandora, who ogles Mercury during the Duet. DUETTO. AIR-A begging we will go. DURFEY, vol. i. p. 281. JUPITER. My name it is Old Thunder, I've weather'd many a gale, Aboard the Royal Eagle late it was my luck to sail, |