THE WIDOW RANTER:
Or, the History of Bacon in Virginia.
[PROLOGUE],
By Mr. Dryden.
Heaven save ye, Gallants; and this hopeful Age,
Y’ are welcome to the downfal of the Stage:
The Fools have laboured long in their Vocation;
And Vice (the Manufacture of the Nation)
O’er-stocks the Town so much, and thrives so well,
That Fops and Knaves grow Drugs, and will not sell.