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The Epilogue.
Lucora.The obstinate Lady yet is obstinate,
And (careless either of your love or hate)
She dares continue so: Nor will I beg
Some friend within to come with his low leg,
And's hat in's hand to woe your praise: It is
So poor, that I had rather hear you hiss.
Our Poet bad's be bold, For's Play was good,
And that t'would take, if it was understood;
And so we are: For what's our fate we must
And will endure, be't lawful, or unjust.
Unto your justice we appeal, which lies
Within your hands: Do what you please, and rise.
Cleanth.
O sister! This is likely to spoil all:
Gentle Spectators, also give me leave.
Gentle Spectators, also give me leave.
Ladies and Gentlemen, if we have said
Ought that hath pleas'd your ears, or pastime made,
Our time we have spent well: but if that we
Have tedious been, and you did sit and see
With weariness, our Poet will repent
That you this Comedy we did present.
Y'ave paid the Actors wel, we thank you, & know it,
And wish that you would gratifie our Poet:
He wants no money as the case now stands,
Yet prayes you to be liberal of your hands.
Ought that hath pleas'd your ears, or pastime made,
Our time we have spent well: but if that we
Have tedious been, and you did sit and see
With weariness, our Poet will repent
That you this Comedy we did present.
Y'ave paid the Actors wel, we thank you, & know it,
And wish that you would gratifie our Poet:
He wants no money as the case now stands,
Yet prayes you to be liberal of your hands.
FINIS.
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