Epilogue -

SPOKEN BY DON PEDRO

So, so; your danger's over, and the state
Secure, as when our fleet, in eighty-eight,
Was fir'd and scatter'd. to confirm it true,
Here is don Pedro, taken prisoner too;
I'm at your mercy, gentlemen, and I
Confess, without a rack, conspiracy,
So far as my poor part i' the play comes to;
But I am innocent from hurt to you,
And I dare quit the rest from any plot
Meant but to please; if you believe it not,
I dare make oath; your hands can do no less
Than certify your friends what I confess.
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