2130And farwell friends, thus Thisbie ends;

2131Adieu, adieu, adieu.

2132Duk. Moone-shine & Lion are left to burie the dead.

2133Deme. I, and Wall too.

2134Bot. No, I assure you, the wall is downe, that parted

2135their Fathers. Will it please you to see the Epilogue, or

2136to heare a Bergomask dance, betweene two of our com-

2137pany?

2138Duk. No Epilogue, I pray you; for your play needs

2139no excuse. Neuer excuse; for when the plaiers are all

2140dead, there need none to be blamed. Marry, if hee that

2141writ it had plaid Piramus, and hung himselfe in Thisbies

2142garter, it would haue beene a fine Tragedy: and so it is

2143truely, and very notably discharg'd. But come, your

2144Burgomaske; let your Epilogue alone.

2145The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelue.

2146Louers to bed, 'tis almost Fairy time.

2147I feare we shall out-sleepe the comming morne,

2148As much as we this night haue ouer-watcht.

2149This palpable grosse play hath well beguil'd

2150The heauy gate of night. Sweet friends to bed.

2151A fortnight hold we this solemnity.

2152In nightly Reuels; and new iollitie. Exeunt.

2154Puck. Now the hungry Lyons rores,

2155And the Wolfe beholds the Moone:

2156Whilest the heauy ploughman snores,

2157All with weary taske fore-done.

2158Now the wasted brands doe glow,

2159Whil'st the scritch-owle, scritching loud,

2160Puts the wretch that lies in woe,

2161In remembrance of a shrowd.

2162Now it is the time of night,

2163That the graues, all gaping wide,

2164Euery one lets forth his spright,

2165In the Church-way paths to glide,

2166And we Fairies, that do runne,

2167By the triple Hecates teame,

2168From the presence of the Sunne,

2169Following darkenesse like a dreame,

2170Now are frollicke; not a Mouse

2171Shall disturbe this hallowed house.

2172I am sent with broome before,

2173To sweep the dust behinde the doore.

2175Ob. Through the house giue glimmering light,

2176By the dead and drowsie fier,

2177Euerie Elfe and Fairie spright,

2178Hop as light as bird from brier,

2179And this Ditty after me, sing and dance it trippinglie.

2180Tita. First rehearse this song by roate,

2181To each word a warbling note.

2182Hand in hand, with Fairie grace,

2183Will we sing and blesse this place.

2207Robin. If we shadowes haue offended,

2208Thinke but this (and all is mended)

2209That you haue but slumbred heere,

2210While these visions did appeare.

2211And this weake and idle theame,

2212No more yeelding but a dreame,

2213Centles, doe not reprehend.

2214If you pardon, we will mend.

2215And as I am an honest Pucke,

2216If we haue vnearned lucke,

2217Now to scape the Serpents tongue,

2218We will make amends ere long:

2219Else the Pucke a lyar call.

2220So good night vnto you all.

2221Giue me your hands, if we be friends,

2222And Robin shall restore amends.

2223FINIS.