Ang. It is an unreasonable accusation, that you lay upon our sex. You tax us with injustice, only to co.. ver your own want of merit. You would all have the reward of love; but few have the constancy to stay till it becomes your due. Men are generally hypocrites and infidels; they pretend to worship, but have neither zeal nor faith. How few, like Valentine, would persevere even to martyrdom, and sacri. fice their interest to their constancy! In admiring me, you misplace the novelty. The miracle to-day is, that we find A lover true; not that a woman's kind. [Exeunt omnes. EPILOGUE. SURE Providence at first design'd this place For still, in every storm, they all run hither, For when behind our scenes their suits are pleading, Is doing painful penance in some beau: N And thus our audience, which did once resort These walls but t'other day were fill'd with noise Strolling from place to place, by circulation; Grant Heaven, we don't return to our first station! How we should end in, our original, a cart. And some here know I have a begging face. Then pray continue this your kind behaviour; THE END. |