The Epilogue Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDEFGHHIJ KKLLKKMMKK BBNNCC GGOK KKPPCC| The stubborne author of the trifle crime | A |
| That just now cheated you of two hours' time | A |
| Presumptuous it lik't him began to grow | B |
| Carelesse whether it pleased you or no | B |
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| But we who ground th' excellence of a play | C |
| On what the women at the dores wil say | C |
| Who judge it by the benches and afford | D |
| To take your money ere his oath or word | E |
| His SCHOLLARS school'd sayd if he had been wise | F |
| He should have wove in one two COMEDIES | G |
| The first for th' gallery in which the throne | H |
| To their amazement should descend alone | H |
| The rosin lightning flash and monster spire | I |
| Squibs and words hotter then his fire | J |
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| Th' other for the gentlemen oth' pit | K |
| Like to themselves all spirit fancy wit | K |
| In which plots should be subtile as a flame | L |
| Disguises would make PROTEUS stil the same | L |
| Humours so rarely humour'd and exprest | K |
| That ev'n they should thinke 'em so not drest | K |
| Vices acted and applauded too times | M |
| Tickled and th' actors acted not their crimes | M |
| So he might equally applause have gain'd | K |
| Of th' hardned sooty and the snowy hand | K |
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| Where now one SO SO spatters t'other no | B |
| Tis his first play twere solecisme 'tshould goe | B |
| The next 't show'd pritily but searcht within | N |
| It appeares bare and bald as is his chin | N |
| The towne wit sentences A SCHOLARS PLAY | C |
| Pish I know not why but th'ave not the way | C |
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| We whose gaine is all our pleasure ev'n these | G |
| Are bound by justice and religion to please | G |
| Which he whose pleasure's all his gaine goes by | O |
| As slightly as they doe his comaedy | K |
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| Culls out the few the worthy at whose feet | K |
| He sacrifices both himselfe and it | K |
| His fancies first fruits profit he knowes none | P |
| Unles that of your approbation | P |
| Which if your thoughts at going out will pay | C |
| Hee'l not looke farther for a second day | C |
Richard Lovelace
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