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EPILOGUE. Spoken by Mr. Nokes, Mr. Lee, and Mr. Mountfort.

Mr. Nokes pulling Mr. Mountfort.
Mr. Lee.
Nay , Prithee come forward and be'nt so asham'd,
Time enough to be sad, when thou'rt sure thy Plays dam'd;

Nokes.
A Player and bashful, 'tis as senseless I'm sure,
As that Vizards should swear they come here not to Whore,

Lee.
Or that sharpers wont pay, yet deny they are poor;
'Tis as senseless in us as in some sparks of the Nation,
Who wear Red to shun debts, and pretend 'tis a fashion,
To see 'em strut about in mean conditions,
Despising of want, and cursing Commissions.

Nokes.
Ay, or that Vintners should swear, they are pleas'd with the votes
Which oblig'd 'em to sell for the future in Pots;
Why, I may as well pretend to be as wise in the City,

Lee.
Why Brother I think in your Trade you are witty,

Nokes.
Ay, but that Jest is over, the more's the pitty;
Come prithee bear up, and be not so shy,

Mount.
Nay Masters I'll swear you make me blush—

Nokes.
You Lye.

Mount.
Speak but for me this time, I'll desire no more;

Nokes.
Well, make your Leg,

[Mount. bows to Audi. and Exit.]
Lee.
And begone yon Son of a Whore,

Nokes.
Well now Master Lee,

Lee.
What d'say Master Nokes,

Nokes.
Are you ready?

Lee.
With what?

Nokes.
Your Gibes and your Jokes;

Lee.
Mr. Mountfort desir'd you'd speak of his Play,

Nokes.
I have been considering, and I don't know what to say;

Lee.
Why, they know't, now they have seen't,

Nokes.
Ay, and if they like't they may;
There's one thing I'm ssure, which none of you know,

Lee.
Yes they do; that is, the Play's but so so.

Nokes.
Well, mark what I say, and remember it too,
Mr. Lee and my self—come Tony let's go.