_Zab._ _Sulpitia_, Your Ladiships creatures.
_Rut._ Be so, and no more you man-huckster.
_Hip._ And worthy _Leopold_, you that with such fervour,
So long have sought me, and in that deserv'd me,
Shall now find full reward for all your travels,
Which you have made more dear by patient sufferance.
And though my violent dotage did transport me,
Beyond those bounds, my modesty should have kept in,
Though my desires were loose, from unchast art
Heaven knows I am free.
_Leop._ The thought of that's dead to me;
I gladly take your offer.
_Rut._ Do so Sir,
A piece of crackt gold ever will weigh down
Silver that's whole.
_Gov._ You shall be all my guests,
I must not be denyed.
_Arn._ Come my _Zenocia_.
Our bark at length has found a quiet harbour;
And the unspotted progress of our loves
Ends not alone in safety, but reward,
To instruct others, by our fair example;
That though good purposes are long withstood,
The hand of Heaven still guides such as are good.
[_Ex. omnes._
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The Prologue.
_So free this work is, Gentlemen, from offence,
That we are confident, it needs no defence
From us, or from the Poets--we dare look
On any man, that brings his Table-book
To write down, what again he may repeat
At some great Table, to deserve his meat.
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