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Show [ St J Tho' they conceal the Secrets of their Friends Ip Love and Truth they make us full Amends. {An EPILOGUE. Ry Brother R A U L I N S , Spoken by Mrs. Horton at the Theatre -Royal, in DrurY-Lane. VY7HERE are thefe Hydra'si. Let me vent my Spleen J Are thefe Free Mafons ? Blefs me, thefe are Men j And young, and brisk tooj I expected Monsters ^ Brutes more prodigious than Italian, Songflers. Lord, how Report will lie: H o w vain's this Pother ? Thefe look like Sparks who only love each other. \IromcaUj. j let eafy Faiths on fuch grofs Tales rely, MTis.falfe by Rules of Phifiognomy 5 I'!T ne'er believe it, poz, unlefs I try. In proper Time and. Place there's little DouBt But one might find their wond'rous Secrets out, I ilirewdly guefs Egad, for all their Shynefs, They'd render Signs, and Tokens too, of Kindnefo. If any Truth in what I here obferve is, They'll quit ten Brothers for one Sifter's Service. But hold, wild Fancy, whither art thou ftray'd? Where Man's coneern'd,. alas! how frail is Maid? [came to ftorm, to feold, to rail, to rate 5 ^nd, fee, the Accufer's turn'd the Advocate ! lay, to what Merits might I not pretend, ?V ho tho'no Sjiiter, do yet prove your Friend. jtz Wou'd |