Act I PROLOGUE I come no more to make you laugh: things now, That
bear a weighty and a serious brow, Sad, high, and working, full of
state and woe, Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow, We now
present. Those that can pity, here May, if they think it well, let
fall a tear; The subject will deserve it. Such as give Their money
out of hope they may believe, May here find truth too. Those that
come to see Only a show or two, and so agree The play may pass, if
they be still and willing, I'll undertake may see away their
shilling Richly in two short hours. Only they That come to hear a
merry bawdy play, A noise of targets, or to see a fellow In a long
motley coat guarded with yellow, Will be deceived; for, gentle
hearers, know, To rank our chosen truth with such a show As fool
and fight is, beside forfeiting Our own brains, and the opinion
that we bring, To make that only true we now intend, Will leave us
never an understanding friend. Therefore, for goodness' sake, and
as you are known The first and happiest hearers of the town, Be
sad, as we would make ye: think ye see The very persons of our
noble story As they were living; think you see them great, And
follow'd with the general throng and sweat Of thousand friends;
then in a moment, see How soon this mightiness meets misery: And,
if you can be merry then, I'll say A man may weep upon his
wedding-day. ...]
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