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 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. "} But now my follies and my faults are ended, My fortune and my mind are both amended, more. 19 EPILOGUE AT COURT. Taɛ madness of your people, and the rage, Much more too high, than here they are too low. Did her plebeian rank with so much honour hold, ro From you, a Prince so practis'd to forgive; A Prince who, with th' applause of earth and heav'n, The rudeness of the vulgar has forgiv❜n. 18 CONTENTS. 58 59, 60 To the Right Hon. and Right Rev. Father in God, John, Lord Bishop of Lincoln, and Dean of Ode upon the death of Mr. Cowley, On Mr. Abraham Cowley's death and burial Elegia Dedicatoria, ad illuftriffimam academiam Cantabrigienfem, MISCELLANIES. ford, by John Davis of Deptford, Esq. 142 The Tree of Knowledge. That there is no know 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, 163 164. 166 In commendation of the time we live in, under 169 |