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Epilogue.
Mere thanks make but a slender shew,
When for great favours more are due;
Yet, Gentlemen, they're all we have for you.
When for great favours more are due;
Yet, Gentlemen, they're all we have for you.
But wee'l indeavour to repay
The Time, the Coin you cast away;
Wee'l tell you how, if you but please to stay.
The Time, the Coin you cast away;
Wee'l tell you how, if you but please to stay.
For those three hours you here shall sit;
Wee'l give you Scenes of Mirth, and Wit;
Such as the Poet ne'r in three Months writ.
Wee'l give you Scenes of Mirth, and Wit;
Such as the Poet ne'r in three Months writ.
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Then with our Jewels we devise
To pay the Ladies back that prize,
Which we each day shall purchase from their Eyes.
To pay the Ladies back that prize,
Which we each day shall purchase from their Eyes.
Yet here we have a hard Task met:
Thou ours were right, and richly set,
Ladies, your Eyes would make 'em counterfeit.
Thou ours were right, and richly set,
Ladies, your Eyes would make 'em counterfeit.
Our gen'rous freeness then to show;
For th' Money you on us bestow,
Wee'l spend it all amongst you e're we go.
For th' Money you on us bestow,
Wee'l spend it all amongst you e're we go.
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