King. The king's a beggar, now the play is done:
All is well ended, if this suit be won,
That you express content; which we will pay,
With [strife] to please you, day [exceeding] day:
Ours be your patience then, and yours our parts;
Your gentle hands lend us, and take our hearts.
[Exeunt.
LINENOTES:
[Epilogue.] Rowe. Epilogue spoken by the King. Pope. Advancing. Capell.
[4] [strife] strift F1.