Titus Andronicus, or, The rape of Lavinia acted at the Theatre Royall : a tragedy, alter'd from Mr. Shakespears works / by Mr. Edw. Ravenscroft.

EPILOGUE.

SWell'd Big with Expectation you did come To see us Act our great Affairs at home, Papists accus'd and Satyrs against Rome: That might have pleas'd, but still the modest Stage Forbears to represent the Present Age. Let Forreign Stories matter here supply, Old Tales and known, are fit for Tragedy. Besides, I think the Bus'ness of our Nation, Too sad a Theam to pass for Recreation. Let us be Mute 'till the whole Truth comes out, Not like the Rabble at Executions, shout. Heathens that knew but just Morality, Pitty'd the Guilty when they came to dy. Barbarians at such sights do show Regret, How far are we then from Religion yet? Religion teaches mildeness in her Laws, Triumph, Suspicion upon Iustice draws. Go then contented hence with what you've seen; Fancy you have two hours in Turky been, This was no Popish-Plot, yet English too, For to say truth, it was our Plot on you.