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The Prologue.

Ladies and Gentlemen, you that now may
Approve (or if you please) condemn our Play,
We thank you first; for here it was not writ
In sweet repose and fluencies of wit;
But far remote, at Rome begun, half made
At Naples, at Paris the conclusion had.
Yet the perfection is behind, which (if
You give's a Plaudite) you in England give;
Our Nation's courteous unto strangers, nor
Should you refrain unto this Traveller.
I must not sue; Ther's nothing now remains,
Saving the Guerdon of our Poets pains:
He for himself is careless, onely wo'd,
That for the Actors sakes you'd say 'tis good.
We are doubtful yet, your hands will set all right;
Do what you please, and (Gentlemen) Good night.
FINIS.