Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SIR MARTIN MAR-ALL, OR THE FEIGNED INNOCENCE: EPILOGUE, by JOHN DRYDEN


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First Line: As country vicars, when the sermon's done
Last Line: As he tells all things when the year is past.
Subject(s): Fortune; Plays & Playwrights ; Sermons; Dramatists


As country Vicars, when the Sermon's done,
Run hudling to the Benediction;
Well knowing, though the better sort may stay,
The Vulgar Rout will run unblesst away:
So we, when once our Play is done, make haste
With a short Epilogue to close your taste.
In thus withdrawing, we seem mannerly;
But, when the Curtain's down we peep and see
A Jury of the Wits, who still stay late,
And in their Club decree the poor Plays fate;
Their Verdict back is to the Boxes brought,
Thence all the Town pronounces it their thought.
Thus, Gallants, we like Lilly can foresee;
But if you ask us what our doom will be,
We by to morrow will our Fortune cast,
As he tells all things when the Year is past.





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