Att. Well, we forgiue.
Learne to liue honest now. Come, beautyous Queene,
We hope that all are pleas’d: and now you see,
In vaine we striue to crosse, what Heauens decree.
FINIS.
EPILOGVE.
Enter Swetnam muzzled, hal’d in by Women.
Swet. Why doe you hale me thus? Is’t not enough,
I haue withstood a tryall? beene arraign’d?