_Aptness for Mirth to all, this instant Night_ Thalia _hath prepared for your delight,_ _Her Choice and curious Viands, in each part_ _Season'd with rarities of Wit and Art;_ _Nor fear I to be tax'd for a vain boast,_ _My Promise will find Credit with the most,_ _When they know ingenious_ Fletcher _made it, he_ _Being in himself a perfect Comedie:_ _And some sit here, I doubt not, dare averr_ _Living he made that House a Theatre_ _Which he pleas'd to frequent; and thus much we_ _Could not but pay to his lo[v]d Memorie._ _For our selves, we do entreat that you would not_ _Expect strange turns, and windings in the Plot,_ _Objects of State, and now and then a Rhime,_ _To gall particular Persons with the time;_ _Or that his towring Muse hath made her flight_ _Nearer your apprehension than your sight;_ _But if that sweet Expressions, quick Conceit,_ _Familiar Language, fashion'd to the weight_ _Of such as speak it, have the power to raise_ _Your Grace to us, with Trophies to his Praise;_ _We may profess, presuming on his Skill,_ _If his_ Chances _please not you, our Fortune's ill._ Epilogue. _We have not held you long, nor do I see_ _One Brow in this selected Companie_ _Assuring a dislike, our Pains were eas'd_ _Could we be confident that all rise pleas'd:_ _But such ambition soars too high; If We_ _Have satisfi'd the best, and they agree_ _In a fair Censure, We have our Reward,_ _And in them arm'd desire no surer Guard._ THE Bloody Brother; OR, ROLLO. A TRAGEDY. Persons Represented in the Play. Rollo, } _Brothers, Dukes of_ Normandy. Otto, } Aubrey, _their kinsman_. Gisbert, _the Chancellour_. Baldwin, _the Princes Tutour_. Grandpree, } _Captains of_ Rollo's _faction_. Verdon, } Trevile, } _Captains of_ Otto's _faction_. Duprete, } Latorch, Rollo's _Earwig_. Hamond, _Captain of the Guard to_ Rollo. Allan, _his Brother_. Norbrett, } La Fisk, } Ru[s]ee, } _Five cheating Rogues._ De Bube, } Pipeau, } _Cook._ _Yeoman of the Seller._ _Butler._ _Pantler._ _Lords._ _Sheriff._ _Guard._ _Officers._ _Boys._ _WOMEN._ Sophia, _Mother to the Dukes_. Matilda, _her Daughter_. Edith, _Daughter to_ Baldwin. _Actus Primus. Scena Prima._ _Enter_ Gisbert _and_ Baldwin. _Bal._ The Brothers then are met? _Gis._ They are, Sir. _Bald._ 'Tis thought, they may be reconcil'd. _Gis._ 'Tis rather wish't, for such, whose reason Doth direct their thoughts without self flattery, Dare not hope it.