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Epilogus:

Tucca.

Gentlemen, Gallants, and you my little
Swaggerers that fight lowe: my tough
hearts of Oake that stand too't so valliantly, and are
still within a yard of your Capten: Now the Trumpets
(that set men together by the eares) haue left
their Tantara-rag-boy, let's part friends. I recant,
beare witnes all you Gentle-folkes (that walke i'th
Galleries) I recant the opinions which I helde of
Courtiers, Ladies, & Cittizens, when once (in an assembly
of Friers) I railde vpon them: that Hereticall
Libertine Horace, taught me so to mouth it. Besides,
twas when stiffe Tucca was a boy: twas not Tucca
that railde and roar'd then, but the Deuill & his Angels:
But now, Kings-truce, the Capten Summons a
parlee, and deliuers himselfe and his prating company
into your hands, vpon what composition you wil.
Are you pleas'd? and Ile dance Friskin for ioy, but if
you be not, by'th Lord Ile see you all—heere for
your two pence a peice agen, before Ile loose your
company. I know now some be come hyther with
cheekes swolne as big with hisses, as if they had the
tooth-ach: vds-foote, if I stood by them, Ide bee so
bold as—intreate them to hisse in another place.
Are you aduiz'd what you doe when you hisse? you
blowe away Horaces reuenge: but if you set your

hands and Seales to this, Horace will write against it,
and you may haue more sport: he shall not loose his
labour, he shall not turne his blanke verses into wast
paper: No, my Poëtasters will not laugh at him, but
will vntrusse him agen, and agen, and agen. Ile tell you what
you shall doe, cast your little Tucca into
a Bell: doe, make a Bell of me, and be al you my clappers,
vpon condition, wee may haue a lustie peale,
this colde weather: I haue but two legs left me,
and they are both yours: Good night
my two penny Tenants
God night.