Ben Jonson — The Magnetick Lady. Epilogue.

        CHORUS changed into an Epilogue                 to the KING.      Well, Gentlemen, I now must under Seal,      And th' Author's charge, waive you, and make my             Appeal, To the Supremest Power, my Lord, the King;      Who best can judge of what we humbly bring. He knows our weakness, and the Poets faults;      Where he doth stand upright, go firm, or halts; And he will doom him. To which Voice he stands,      And prefers that, 'fore all the Peoples Hands.                     THE END.