As 'tis the custom of play-actors,
To thank their friends and benefactors,
In epilogues compos'd in verse,
Which they, like apes, do but rehearse:
So 'tis a preacher's duty more,
To wish his hearers grace and glore.
I too, return my thanks sincere,
To ev'ry individual here;
May Modesty, that princely grace,
Embellish ev'ry human face:
And may a modest lady fair,
Propitious fall to each man's share,
To be the comfort of his life,
A loving mother, and a wife.