 | Heraclius, Emperour of the East |  |
EPILOGUE spoken by LEONTINA
My part was bold, and high, throughout the Play,In all of consequence I bore the sway;
I with my tongue the Tyrant often shook,
Now I do so, fearing your angry look:
Pass by our faults in acting, his low stile,
And seal our pardons, though but with a smile.
| Heraclius, Emperour of the East | |