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The Epilogue.
There is no Coronation to day,Vnlesse your gentle votes doe crowne our Play,
If smiles appeare within each Ladies eye,
Which are the leading starres in this faire skie,
Our solemne day sets glorious, for then
We hope by their soft influence, the men
Will grace what they first shinde on, mak't appeare,
(Both) how we please, and blesse our covetous eare
With your applause, more welcome then the Bells,
Upon a triumph, Bonfires, or what else
Can speake a Coronation. And though I
Were late dispos'd and spoyl'd of Majesty,
By the kind ayde of your hands, Gentlemen,
I quickely may be Crown'd a Queene agen.
FINIS.
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