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The Epilogue.
I now should wish another had my place,But that I hope to come off, and with grace.
And but expresse some signe that you are pleas'd,
We of our doubts, they of their feares are eas'd.
I would beg further (Gentlemen) and much say
In the favour of our selves, them, and the Play;
Did I not rest assur'd; the most I see
Hate Impudence, and cherish modesty.
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