Good. Sir Noble married to Victoria too! may then in spite of misfortunes- This day shall be a day of jubilee. Good people all that my sad fortune see, I beg you to take warning here by me; Marriage and hanging go by destiny. Especially you gay young married blades, But first, Beware, and keep your wives from balls and masquerades. [Exeunt omnes, EPILOGUE. WELL, sirs, if now my spouse and I should part, The married sparks I know this play will curse Each factious maggot thinks of growing great: You all set up for critics and for wits: Then straight there came, which cost you mothers' pains, And teach your wives and misses how to use ye! THE HISTORY AND FALL OF CAIUS MARIUS. A TRAGEDY. Qui color albus erat, nunc est contrarius albo. OVID. METAM. LIB. 2. |