Epilogue
EPILOGUE
Spoken by the KING.
The king's a beggar, now the play is done;
All is well ended if this suit be won.
That you express content; which we will pay,
With strife to please you, day exceeding day:
Ours be your patience then, and yours our
parts;
Your gentle hands lend us, and take our hearts.
[Exeunt.
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