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THE SPANISH CURATE: EPILOGUE by JOHN FLETCHER

First Line: THE PLAY IS DONE, YET OUR SUIT NEVER ENDS
Last Line: AND WORTHY LOVE, THAT MAY DESTROY, BUT SPARE.
Subject(s): PLAYS & PLAYWRIGHTS ; DRAMATISTS;
THE play is done, yet our suit never ends,
Still when you part, you would still part our friends,
Our noblest friends. If aught have fallen amiss,
Oh, let it be sufficient that it is,
And you have pardoned it. (In buildings great,
All the whole body cannot be so neat
But something may be mended.) Those are fair,
And worthy love, that may destroy, but spare.



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