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John Dryden (1631–1700).  The Poems of John Dryden.  1913.
Prologues and Epilogues
Epilogue to Tamerlane the Great
LADIES, 1 the Beardless Author of this Day
Commends to you the Fortune of his Play.
A Woman Wit has often grac’d the Stage,
But he’s the first Boy-Poet of our Age
Early as is the Year his Fancies blow,        5
Like young Narcissus peeping through the Snow;
Thus Cowley blossom’d soon, yet Flourish’d long,
This is as forward, and may prove as strong.
Youth with the Fair should always Favour find,
Or we are damn’d Dissemblers of our kind.        10
What’s all this Love they put into our Parts?
’Tis but the pit-a-pat of Two Young Hearts.
Shou’d Hag and Gray-beard make such tender moan,
Faith, you’d e’en trust ’em to themselves alone,
And cry, let’s go, here’s nothing to be done.        15
Since Love’s our Business, as ’tis your Delight,
The Young, who best can practise, best can Write.
What though he be not come to his full Pow’r?
He’s mending and improving every Hour.
You sly She-Jockies of the Box and Pit        20
Are pleas’d to find a hot unbroken Wit,
By management he may in time be made,
But there’s no hopes of an old batter’d Jade;
Faint and unnerv’d he runs into a Sweat,
And always fails you at the Second Heat.        25
Note 1. 1681. The play is by Charles Saunders. [back]

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