Five nevv playes, viz. The English moor, or the mock-marriage. The love-sick court, or the ambitious politique: Covent Garden weeded. The nevv academy, or the nevv exchange. The queen and concubine. / By Richard Brome.

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Five nevv playes, viz. The English moor, or the mock-marriage. The love-sick court, or the ambitious politique: Covent Garden weeded. The nevv academy, or the nevv exchange. The queen and concubine. / By Richard Brome.
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Brome, Richard, d. 1652?
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London, :: Printed for A. Crook at the Green Dragon in Saint Pauls Church-yard, and for H. Brome at the Gunn in Ivy-Lane,
1659.
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Prologue.

MOst noble, fair and curteous, to ye all Welcome and thanks we give, that you would call And visit your poor servants, that have been So long and pitiless unheard, unseen. Welcome, you'l say your money that does do, (Dissembling is a fault) we say so too. And your long absence was no fault of your, But our sad fate to be so long obscure. Jove and the Muses grant, and all good Men, We feel not that extremity again: The thought of which yet chills us with a fear That we have bought our liberty too dear: For should we fall into a new restraint, Our hearts must break that did before but faint. You noble, great and good ones, that vouchsafe To see a Comedy, and sometimes laugh Or smile at wit and harmeless mirth, As thus ye have begun to grace and succour us; Be further pleas'd (to hold us still upright, For our rlief, and for your own delight) To move for us to those high powers whom we submit unto in all humility, For our proceeding, and we'le make it good To utter nothing may be understood Offensive to the state, manners or time, We will as well look to our necks as climb. You hear our sute, obtain it if you may; Then find us money and we'le find you play.
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