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EPILOGUE
Our play is ended, and your expectation,Tak'n vp with that which some men's approbation
Scornes to be giu'n to—we doe scorne soe much
To vnderprize our selues as thinke on such.
But you, whose goodnes names you noble frendes,
I come to let you know, our author sendes
You store of thankes, and greeues, his tragedie
Hath not deseru'd the gracefull courtesie
You did him, lookinge on it. Yet he protests,
You are more welcome then to greater feastes,
And you will please him much, if your handes say,
You are delighted with his tragick play.
[Exit.
FINIS.
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