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EPILOGUE,

Spoke by Misse Allison.
Well, our sad Poet is the lazy'st Rogue,
H' has sent me here without an Epilogue.
What shall I do?—no matter what I say,
It need have no Relation to the Play.
The Poet fancies that I'll plead his Cause;
Tell you of Passions, and Drammatic Laws:
Or lash the growing Follies of the Town,
But I have other Business of my own,
Tho' you may think my Rose not yet full blown.
I, who must make my Fortune o'the Stage,
Will ne'er expose the Vices of the Age:
Which I expect to find my chief Support;
And thrive by them, as Flatterers do at Court.
'Tis not for me to ridicule a Beau;
I may get Good of him, for ought I know.
Why shou'd I call that Damme Spark a Bully,
Or the good natur'd keeping Fool a Cully?
When I as well as others, soon may hope
To be maintain'd by some conceited Fop.