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A27319 Prologue to Romulus spoken by Mrs. Butler / written by Mrs. Behn. Behn, Aphra, 1640-1689. 1682 (1682) Wing B1760; ESTC R29582 1,173 2

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PROLOGUE to ROMULUS Spoken by M RS. BUTLER Written by Mrs. Behn HOw we shall please ye now I cannot say But Sirs 'Faith here is News from Rome to day Yet know withal we 've no such PACKETS here As you read once a Week from Monkey CARE But ' stead of that Lewd Stuff that clogs the Nation Plain Love and Honour tho quite out of Fashion Ours is a Virgin ROME long long before Pious GENEVA Rhetorick call'd her Whore For be it known to their Eternal Shames Those Saints were always good at calling Names Of Scarlet Whores let 'em their Wills devise But lete'm raise no other Scarlet Lies LIES that advance the Good Old Cause and bring Into Contempt the PRELATES with the KING Why shou'd the Rebel Party be affraid They 're Ratts and Weazles gnaw the Lyon's Beard And then in IGNORAMUS Holes they think Like other Vermin to lie close and stink What have ye got ye Conscientious Knaves With all your Fancy'd Power and Bully Braves With all your standing to 't your Zealous Furies Your Lawless Tongues and Arbitrary Iuries Your Burlesque Oaths when one Green-Ribbon-Brother In Conscience will be Perjur'd for another Your PLOTS Cabals Your Treats Association Ye shame Ye very Nusance of the Nation What have ye got but one poor Word Such Tools Were Knaves before to which you 've added Fools Now I dare swear some of you Whigsters say Come on now for a swinging TORY PLAY But Noble Whigs pray let not those Fears start ye Nor fright hence any of the Sham Sheriffs Party For if you 'l take my censure of the story It is as harmless as e're came before ye And writ before the times of Whig and Tory. EPILOGUE to the Same Spoken by the Lady SLINGSBY FAir Ladies pity an unhappy Maid By Fortune and by faithless Love betray'd Innocent once I scarce knew how to sin Till that unlucky Devil entring in Did all my Honour all my Faith undo LOVE like Ambition makes us Rebels too And of all Treasons mine was most accurst Rebelling 'gainst a KING and FATHER first A Sin which Heav'n nor Man can e ' e forgive Nor could I Act it with the face to live My Dagger did my Honours cause redress But Oh! my blushing Ghost must needs confess Had my young Charming Lover faithful been I fear I 'd dy'd with unrepented Sin There 's nothing can my Reputation save With all the True the Loyal and the Brave Not my Remorse or Death can expiate With them a Treason 'gainst the KING and State Some Love-sick Maid perhaps now I am gone Raging with Love and by that Love undone May form some little Argument for me T' excuse m' Ingratitude and Treachery Some of the Sparks too that infect the Pit Whose Honesty is equal to their Wit And think Rebellion but a petty Crime Can turn to all sides Int'rest does incline May cry ' I gad I think the Wench is wise ' Had it prov'd Lucky 't was the way to rise ' She had a Roman Spirit that disdains ' Dull Loyalty and the Yoke of Sovereigns 'A Pox of Fathers and Reproach to come ' She was the first and Noblest Whig of Rome But may that Ghost in quiet never rest Who thinks it self with Traytors Praises blest LONDON Printed by Nath. Thompson 1682.