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Duke Sen. He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit. Enter Hymen, Rosalind in woman's cloaths,

and Celia.

Hym. Then is there mirth in heav'n,
When earthly things made even

Atone together.
Good Duke, receive thy daughter,
Hymen from heaven brought her,

rea, brought her hither :
That thou might' A join her hand with his,
Whose heart within his bofom is.

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prove the better by the help of good Epilogues. What a case am I in then, that am neither a good Epilogue, nor can infinuate with you in the behalf of a good Play? I am not furnish'd like a beggar ; therefore to beg will not become me. My way is to conjure you, and I'll begin with the women. I charge you, O women, for the love you bear to men, to like as much of this Play as pleases you: and I charge you, O men, for the love you bear to women, (as I perceive by your fimpring, none of you hate them) that between you and the women; the Play may please. If I were a woman, I would kiss as many of you as had. beards that pleas'd me, complexions that lik'd me, and breaths that I defy'd not: and, I am sure, as many as have good beards, or good faces, or sweet breaths, will for my kind offer, when I make curt'fie, bid me farewel...

- [Exeunt omnes.


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