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No. 5 — DUET (AMANDA & AMANDUS)

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AMANDA. AMANDUS.
  My heart is doubly
  broken! By   Don't say that!
  all that you have
  spoken. I'd   Don't say that!
  not hurt you, even slightly,
  Or wound you e'er so lightly!
  But you haven't acted right-
  ly!   Don't say that!
  I shall never lover ano-
  ther! My af-   Don't say that!
  fections I shall smo-
  ther! To some   Don't say that!
  convent far from fun
  I'll incontinently run
  I shall never love ano-
  ther! My af-   Don't say that!
  fections I shall smo-
  ther! To some   Don't say that!
  convent far from fun
  I'll incontinently run,
  And I'll live and die a nun!
  Don't say that!
  Yes, I'll live and die a nun!
  Dont' say that!
  Don't say that!

AMANDA. (rising, overcoming her emotion)
  Down, selfish grief! and from another's sorrow
Some consolation let me try and borrow!
Tell me, how came Clorinda to reject
So nice a man as you without regret?
You did not urge your suit well, I expect.

AMANDUS. All man can do, I did.
AMANDA. What did you do?
AMANDUS. I'll tell to thee.
AMANDA. Yes; tell to me.
AMANDUS. First I took her lily hand.
AMANDA. How?
AMANDUS (suiting his action to his words). Just like this.
  Then her waist I gently spanned.
AMANDA. How?
AMANDUS (as before). Just like this;
  Crying, "Cruel Clorinda, hear!
Oh, I love you very dear!"
Then I drew her still more near.
AMANDA. How?
AMANDUS. Just like this.

BOTH.
  Mem'ries, old mem'ries, sadly sweet are ye;
    Painful, yet precious, we keep you long in store;
  Like faded rose-leaves shaken from the tree.
    Bringing back the summer when summer-time is o'er.

AMANDUS. Then I sighed and softly squeezed her.
AMANDA. How?
AMANDUS. Just like this.
  Kissed her hand; me-thought it pleased her.
AMANDA. How?
AMANDUS. Just like this.
  Then I begged her of her grace
Not to turn away her face,
But let me on her lips place —
AMANDA. What?
AMANDUS. (kissing her). Only this.

BOTH.
  Mem'ries, old mem'ries, sadly sweet are ye;
    Painful, yet precious, we keep you long in store;
  Like faded rose-leaves shaken from the tree.
    Bringing back the summer when summer-time is o'er, Bringing back the summer when summer-time is o'er.

(A church clock strikes six in the distance.)

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