+Cyp.+ Sir, the two sheriffs are Within, and have both brought their wives. +Ware.+ The feast Intended for my wedding shall be yours. To which I add--_May you so love to say, When old, your time was but one marriage-day._ FOOTNOTES: [256] Dr Warburton observes (note to "Henry IV.," Part I., act ii. sc. 4) that in the persecutions of the Protestants in Flanders under Philip II. those who came over into England on that occasion brought with them the woollen manufactory. These being Calvinists were joined by those of the same persuasion from other countries, and amongst the rest from Geneva. [257] _Rosemary_ was anciently supposed to strengthen the memory, and was therefore distributed at marriages and funerals. See a note on "Hamlet," x. 355, edit. 1778. [258] [Old copies, _ach_.] [259] The stately step and pompous manner, used by the prologue-speakers of the times, are still retained in delivering the few lines used as a prologue in "Hamlet." These particularities seem to have been delivered traditionally to the present race of actors from their brethren in the seventeenth century. [260] See a note on "Timon of Athens," edit. 1778, viii. 409.--_Steevens._ [261] See [Randolph's Works, by Hazlitt, i. 209.] Aretine's _pictures_, there mentioned, were in fact Aretine's pictures of postures here alluded to.--_Collier._ [262] In the old copies the name of Penelope (_i.e._, Aurelia) is placed before this line, but it seems to belong to Plotwell, and to be a continuation of what he has just before said.--_Collier._ THE EPILOGUE AT WHITEHALL. The author was deceiv'd; for, should the parts And play which you have seen plead rules and arts, Such as strict critics write by, who refuse T' allow the buskin to the Comic Muse; Whose region is the people, every strain Of royalty being tragic, though none slain; He'd now, Great Sir, hold all his rules untrue, And think his best rules are the Queen and You. He should have search'd the stories of each age, And brought five acts of princes on the stage; He should have taken measure, and rais'd sport From persons bright and glorious as your court, And should have made his argument to be Fully as high and great as they that see. Here, he confesseth, you did nothing meet, But what was first a comedy i' th' street: Cheapside brought into verse; no passage strange To any here that hath been at th' Exchange. Yet he hopes none doth value it so low, As to compare it with my Lord Mayor's Show. 'Tis so unlike that some, he fears, did sit, Who, missing pageants, did o'ersee the wit. Since then his scene no pomp or highness boasts, And low things grac'd show princes princes most, Your royal smiles will raise't, and make him say, He only wrote, your liking made, the play. THE EPILOGUE AT BLACKFRIARS.