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Show E P I L O G U E. Ides, left our white Faces always mayn't delight ye, 've Pickt up Gypfies now to pleafe, or fright ye. Laftly, to make our Houfe more Courtlier fhine, '. Travel does the M e n of Mode refine, our Stage-Hero's did their Tour defign. mend their Manners, and courfe Englifh Feeding, )ey went to Ireland, to improve their Breeding: r, for all this, we ftill are at a lofs, \ Collier ! Collier ! thou ft frighted away Mifs C - ^ - s: If, to return our Foreigner s Complaifance, t Cupid'/ call, has made a Trip to France. rue's Fire A r m s here, are (ince not worth a Sous : 'e've loft the only Touch-hole of our Houfe. Lofing that Jewel, gave us a fatal Blow : kit, if thin Audience muft Jo. Haynes undo, kit, if 'tis decreed, nor can thy Fate, O Stage! efift the Vows of this obdurate Age, 11 then grow iwifer, leave off Playing the Fool, Ind hire this Play-Houfe for a. Boarding-School. Tye think the Maids wo'n't be in a fweet Condition, Vhen they are under Jo. Haynes'/ grave Tuition; ^heyll have no occafion then, I m fure, to Play, fheyll have fuch Comings-in another way. |