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Epil. for Horatio.
Gentlemen , and Ladies,If I have transgrest in any language
Against hansome faces, I hope you will forgive
Me, and imagine, I have but plaid the part, which
Was most against my Genius, of any that ever I
Acted in my life, to speake truth,
Who is so simple to dote upon Witches, and hel-Cats.
Venus deliver us, the Poet stands listning behind the arras
To heare what will become on's Play, under the
Rose if you will seeme to like it I'le put
A tricke upon him.
For though he heare when you applaud, I'le say
Your hands did seale my pardon, not the Play.
FINIS.
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