+Flo.+ You may mistake: we have a certain way, By going halves, to match your foulest play. +Don C.+ Since this last happy scene is in my house, You'll make collation with me, ere you part. _+Don A.+ and +Don O.+_ Agreed, agreed, agreed! +Don A.+ Thus end the strange Adventures of Five Hours, As sometimes blust'ring storms, in gentle showers.[71] [_Addressing to the Pit._ +Don O.+ Thus, noble gallants, after blust'ring lives, You'll end as we have done, in taking wives. +Diego.+ Hold, sirs, there's not an end as yet; for then Come your own brats and those of other men. +Don H.+ Besides the cares of th' honour of your race Which, as you know, is my accursed case. [_Addressing to the Boxes._ +Cam.+ You, ladies, whilst unmarried, tread on snares: Married, y' are cumber'd with domestic cares. +Por.+ If handsome, y' are by fools and fame attack'd; If ugly, then by your own envy rack'd. +Flo.+ We by unthrifty parents forc'd to serve, When fed are slaves, and when w' are free, we starve. +Don C.+ Which put together, we must needs confess, This world is not the scene of happiness. FOOTNOTES: [69] A reward or gratuity given to one that brings good news.--Stevens's "Spanish Dictionary." [70] All the copies have it _so long ago_, but Reed followed Dodsley in the absurd error of substituting _some days ago_.--_Collier._ [71] Here the play ended until the third edition which, as has been already noticed, varies materially from those that preceded it. The third edition also omits the original epilogues at the theatre and at court, which, as they are worth preserving, are now inserted in a note.--_Collier._ THE EPILOGUE. _+Diego+ comes stealing in, and is followed by +Henrique+, who stays at the door and listens._ +Diego.+ Come, gentlemen! Let the _Dons_ and _Monsieurs_ say what they will, For our parts, we are for _Old England_ still. Here's a fine Play indeed, to lay the scene In three houses of the same town, O mean! Why, we have several plays, where I defy The devil to tell where the scene does lie: Sometimes in _Greece_, and then they make a step To _Transylvania_, thence at one leap To _Greece_ again: this shows a ranging brain, Which scorns to be confined t' a town in _Spain._ _Then for the Plot._ The possible _Adventures of Five Hours_! A copious design! why, in some of ours Many of the adventures are impossible, Or, if to be achiev'd, no man can tell Within what time: this shows a rare invention, When the design's above your comprehension; Whilst here y' are treated with a romance-tale. And a plot cover'd with a _Spanish_ veil. _As for the Style._