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EPILOGUE.

Ladies , to hold you long in Smoak and Fire,
An Epilogue would but your Patience tire.
But tho' our burning Troy in Ashes lyes;
If you but smile, you'll make the Phenix rise.
Let our Endeavours your kind Graces win:
Amphion-like, you'll raise new Walls again.
FINIS.