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EPILOGUE.

SPOKEN BY CUTTER.

METHINKS a vifion bids me filence break,

[Without his peruke.

And fome words to this congregation speak;

So great and gay a one I' ne'er did meet
At the fifth monarch's court in Coleman-street.
But yet I wonder much not to espy a

Brother in all this court call'd Zephaniah.

Blefs me! where are we? what may this place be? For I begin my vision now to fee

That this is a mere theatre; well, then,

If't be e'en fo, I'll Cutter be again. [Put's on his peruke. Not Cutter the pretended Cavalier,

For to confefs ingenuously here

To you, who always of that party were,

I never was of any; up and down"

I roll'd, a very rake-hell of this Town.

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But now my follies and my faults are ended,

My fortune and my mind are both amended,
And if we may believe one who has fail'd before,
Our Author fays he'll mend, that is, he'll write no

more.

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EPILOGUE AT COURT.

Taɛ madness of your people, and the rage,
You'ave feen too long upon the public stage;
'Tis time at laft, Great Sir! 'tis time to fee
Their tragic follies brought to comedy.
If any blame the lowness of our scene,
We humbly think fome perfons there have been
On the world's theatre not long ago,

Much more too high, than here they are too low.
And well we know that Comedy of old

Did her plebeian rank with so much honour hold, ro
That it appear'd not then too base or light
For the great Scipio's conqu’ring hand to write.
Howe'er, if fuch mean perfons feem too rude,
When into royal prefence they intrude,
Yet we shall hope a pardon to receive

From you, a Prince so practis'd to forgive;

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A Prince who, with th' applause of earth and heav'n,

The rudeness of the vulgar has forgiv❜n.

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CONTENTS.

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59, 60

To the Right Hon. and Right Rev. Father in God,

John, Lord Bishop of Lincoln, and Dean of
Westminster,

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Ode upon the death of Mr. Cowley,

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On Mr. Abraham Cowley's death and burial
amongst the ancient poets. By the Hon. Sir
John Denham,

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Elegia Dedicatoria, ad illuftriffimam academiam

Cantabrigienfem,

MISCELLANIES.

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ford, by John Davis of Deptford, Esq.

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The Tree of Knowledge. That there is no know

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A translation of verfes upon the Bleffed Virgin, 158 On the uncertainty of Fortune. A tranflation, 161 That a pleasant poverty is to be preferred before discontented riches,

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In commendation of the time we live in, under
the reign of our gracious King, Charles II.
An answer to an invitation to Cambridge,
An anfwer to a copy of verses sent me to Jersey, 167
Prometheus ill painted,

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