By whom I'll henceforth dress me, and not wear
No part*, of which you are not precedent;

Be ever mine: next her, you that have travell'd
To fetch me o'er this mirror, which I'll casket,
As my best jewel; I now find myself,
That to myself, was till this day unknown:
I have transgress'd in that I sought to fleece
So pure a diamond.

Sebast. Come, we'll end all this:
First, lady, we'll acquit your jealousy,
She is his sister: Ferrers, we shall rank you
In as high grace, as you are in his love:
Nor have you, Manhurst, least express'd yourself,
In gratitude to him, friendship to both:
You, Bonavida, we restore; you stand

In the eye of our preferment: you we admire: And thus conclude: two nations have contended For breast and facet, in you both these are ended.

[Exeunt.

* The quarto reads, 66 no hurt." The emendation I have ventured on is not the most satisfactory.

+ "For breast and face," i. e. I believe, courage and beauty.

THE

EPILOGUE.

IN battles some men fall, others again,
Come off with honour'd scars, wounded, not slain;
In shipwrecks some sink, and are seen no more,
Others on masts, and planks, attain the shore;
'Tis so 'twixt us and you; your smile or frown,
Can save, or spill, to make us swim, or drown.

FINIS.