gallant friend I have, not far from here, Who will for you before the judge
appear. I'll bring him straight.
And this young lady, we shall find her too? A noble youth, far travelled, he
I in his presence needs must blush for shame.
Not in the presence of a crowned king!
The garden, then, behind my house, we'll name, There we'll await you both
A Street - An Evening Walk In The Garden
How is it now? How speeds it? Is't in train?