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LONDON:
Printed for J. TON SON: And Sold by W. FEALIS)
at Rowe's Head, over-against Clement's-Inn Gate.

M DCC XXXII,

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PRO L O GU E.

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Come no more to make you laugh; things now

That bear a weighty and a serious brow,
Sad, high, and working, full of state and woe,
Such noble scenes, as draw the eye to flow,
We shall present. Those that can pity, here
May, if they think it well, let fall a tear;
The subject will deserve it. Such as give
Their

money out of hope they may believe,
May here find truth too. Those that come to see
Only a show or two, (and so agree;
The play may pass) if they be still and willing,
I'll undertake may see away their shilling
Richly in two mort hours. Only they

That come to hear a merry, bawdy play;
A noise of targets; or to see a fellow
In a long motley coat, guarded with yellow;
Will be deceiv'd: for, gentle hearers, know
Yo rank our chosen truth with such a show
As fool and fight is, (besides forfeiting
Our own brains, and the opinion that we bring
To make that only true we now intend)
Will leave us ne'er an understanding friend.
Therefore, for goodness Sake, as you are known
The first and happiest hearers of the town,
Be fad, as we would make ye. Think ye fee
The very persons of our noble story,
As they were living : think you see them great,
And follow'd with the gen'ral throng, and sweat
Of thousand friends; Then, in a moment, see
How foon this mightiness meets misery!
And if you can be merry then, i'll say
A max may weep upon his wedding day.

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