Epilogue + 

I would now ask ye how ye like the play; + 

But, as it is with school-boys, cannot say + 

I’m cruel fearful. Pray, yet stay a while + 

And let me look upon ye. No man smile? + 

Then it goes hard, I see. He that has + 

Lov’d a young handsome wench, then, show his face⁠— + 

’Tis strange if none be here⁠—and, if he will + 

Against his conscience, let him hiss, and kill + 

Our market. ’Tis in vain, I see, to stay ye: + 

Have at the worst can come, then! Now what say ye? + 

And yet mistake me not; I am not bold; + 

We have no such cause. If the tale we’ve told⁠— + 

For ’tis no other⁠—any way content ye⁠— + 

For to that honest purpose it was meant ye⁠— + 

We have our end; and ye shall have ere long, + 

I dare say, many a better, to prolong + 

Your old loves to us. We and all our might + 

Rest at your service: gentlemen, good night. Flourish. + 