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Agnosco natos: tumidas sine pondere voces Goddess ! thy sons I ken--verbose and loud,
In vulgum eructant; emuncto quisque bacillum They puff their windy bubble on the crowd;
Applicat auratum naso, graviterque facetus With look important, critical, and vain,
'Totum se in vultum cogit medicamina pandens- Each to his nose applies the gilded came ;
Rusticus haurit âmara, atque insanabile dormit; And as he nods and ponders o'er the case,
Nec sensus revocare queant fomenta, nec herbæ, Gravely collects himself into his face,
Non ars, non miræ magicus sonus Abracadabræ. Explain bis med'cines—which the rustic buys,

Drinks the dire draught, and of the doctor dies;
No pills, no potions can to life restore ;
Abracadabra, necromantic pow'r,

Can charm and conjure up from death no more, Ante alios summa es, Polychasmia, cura So But more than aught that's marvellousand rare, phistæ:

The studious Soph makes Polychasm' his care; Me tui cæcas vires, causamqne latentem Explores what secret spring, what hidden cause Sedulus exquirit-quo scilicet impete fauces

Distends with hideous chasm'the unwilling jaws, Invitæ disjungantur; quo vortice aquosa

What latent ducts the dewy moisture pour Particulæ fuitent, comitesque,ut fulminis imbres, With sound tremendous, like a thunder-show'r : Cum strepitu erumpant; ut deinde vaporet How subtle matier, exquisitely thrin, Materies subtilis; ut in cusin ininuet se [obellos. Pervades the curious net-work of the skin, Retia ; tum, si forte dator contingere nervos Affects th' accordant nerve-all eyes are drown'd Concordes, cunctorum ora expanduntur hiulca. In drowsy vapours, and the yawn goes rouud, Sic ubi, Phæbe pater, sumis chelyn, harmoni. When Phæbus thus his flying fingers Alings amque

Across the chords, and sweeps the trembling Abstrusam in chordis simul elicis, altera, siquam If e'er a lyre at unison there be, (strings; Æqualis tenor aptarit, tremit æmula cantûs, It swells with emulating harmony, Memnoniamque imitata lyram sine pollicis ictu Like Memnon's harp, in ancient times renown'd, Divinum resonat proprio modulamine carmen. Breathing, untouch'd, sweet modulated sound. Me quoque, mene tuum tetigisti, ingrata, But ob! ungrateful to thy own true bard, Poetam?

Oh! Polychasın', is this my just reward! Hei mihi! totus hio tibi jam stupefactus ; in ipso Thy drowsy dews upon my head distill, Parnasso captus longè longèque remotas

Just at the entrance of th’ Aonian hill;
Prospecto Musas, sitioque, ut Tantalus alter, Listless I gape, unactive, and supine,
Castalias situs inter aquas, ivbiantis ab ore And at vast distance view the sacred Nine :
Nectarei fugiunt latices-hos Popius urna Wistful I view—the streams increase my thirst,
Excipit undanti, & fontem sibi vendicat omnem. In vain-like Tantalus, with plenty curst;

No draughts nectareous to my portion fall,
These godlike Pope exhausts, and greatly claims

them all.

Thus the lean Sizar views, with gaze agast, Hand aliter socium esuriens Sizator edacem Dum videt, appositusquecibus frustratur biantem, in vain he grinds his teeth—bis grudging eye

The hungry tutor at his noon's repast;
Dentibus infrendens nequicquam lumine torvo

And visage sharp, keen appetite imply ;
Sæpius exprobrat; nequicquam brachia tendit
Sedulus officiosa, dapes removere paratus. (ma The lessening relics of the meal away“.

Oft he attempts, officious, to convey
Olli nunquam exempta fames, quîn frusta supre- In vain—10 morsel 'scapes the greedy jaw,
Devoret, & peritura immani ingurgitet ore:

All, all is gorg'd in magisterial maw; Tum demum jubet auferri; nudata capaci

Till at the last, observant of his word,
Ossa sonant, lugubre sonant, allisa catino.

The lamentable waiter clears the board,
And inly-murmuring miserably groans,
To see the empty dish,and hear the sounding bones,

THE HORATIAN CANONS OF

FRIENDSHIP. NAY!, 'tis the same with all th' affected crew But wou'd you crack their windpipes and their Of singing men and singing women too:

lungs, Do they not set their catcalls up of course ?

The certain way's to bid them hold their tongues, The king himself may ask them till he's hoarse; My lord mayor might have govern'd with a wink.

Twas thus with Minum-Minum one wou'd think, 1 Omnibus hoc vitium est cantoribus, inter To ask a song, as kinsman or as friend,

Yet did the magistrate e'er condescend amicos

The urchin coin'd excuses to get off, Ut nunquam inducant animum cantare rogati :

'Twas—hem--the devil take this whoreson cough. Injussi nunquam desistant. Sardus habebat Ille Tigellius hoc. Cæsar, qui cogere posset,

But wait awhile, and catch him in the glee, Si peteret per amicitiam patris atque suam, non

He'd roar the Lion* in the lowest key, Quidquam proficerét: si collibuisset, ab ovo

Or strain the Morning Lark + quite up to G. Usque ad mala iteraret, Io Bacche ! modo summa

• The Lion's song, ip Pyramus and Thisbe, Voce, modo hac resonat quæ chordis quatuor

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Act Beard, or Lowe, and show his tunefnl art This is a servile selfishness, a fault
From the plomb-pudding down to the desert. Which Justice scarce can punish as she oughts
* Never on Earth was such a various elf,

Blind as a poking, dirt-compelling mole,
He every day possess'd a different self; To all that stains thy own polluted soul,
Sometimes, he'd scow'r along the streets like Yet each small failing spy'st in other men,
wind,

Spy'st with the quickness of an eagle's ken.
As if some ofty bailiffs were behind :

Tho' strong resentment rarely lag behind,
At other times he'd sadly saunt'ring crawi, And all thy virulence be paid jo kind.
As tho he led the hearse, or held the sable pall. Philander's temper's violenc, nor fits
* Now for promotion he was all on flame,

The wond'rous waggishness of modern wits;
And ev'ry sentence from St. James's came. His cap'sawry, ali ragged is bis gown,
He'd brag how Sir John* * * * met him in the And (wicked rogue !) he wears his stockinigt
Strand,

Sband;

down;
And bow his Grace of ***** took him by the

But h'as a soul ingenuous as his face,
How the prince saw him at the last review,

To yon a friend, and all the human race;
And ask'd who was that pretty youth in blue?

Genius, that all the depths of learning sounds,
Now wou'd he praise the peaceful sylvan scene,

And generosity, that knows no bounds.
The healthful cottage, and the golden mean.

In fruits like these if the good youth excel,
Now wou'd he cry, “contented let me dwell Let them compensate for the awkward shell.
Safe in the harbour of my college cell;

Sift then yourself, I say, and sift again,
No foreign cooks, nor livery'd servants nigh,

Glean the pernicious tares from out the grain,
Let me with comfort eat my mutton pye;

And ask thy heart, if custom, Nature's heir, While my pint-bottle, op'd by help of fork,

Hath sown no undiscover'd fern-sced there;
With wine enough to navigate a cork,

This be our standard then, on this we rest,
My sober solitary meal shall crown, [down." Nor search the casuists for another test.
To study edge the mind, and drive the vapours

6 Let's be like lovers gloriously deceiv'd,
Yet, strange to tell ! this wond'rous student lay And each good man a better still belier'd;
Snoring in bed for all the livelong day;

E'en Celia's wart Strephon will not neglect, Night was his time for labour-in a word, But praises, kisses, lores the dear defect. Never was man so cleverly absurd.

Oh! that in friendship we were thus to blame, * But here a friend of mine turns up his nose,

And ermin'd candour, tender of our fame, " And you” (he cries) “are perfect, I suppose :” Wou'd clothe the honest errour with an honest "Perfect! not I (pray, gentle sir, forbear) In this good age, when vices are so rare,

Be we then still to those we hold most dear,
1 plead humanity, and claim my share.

Fatherly fond, and tenderly severe.
Who has not faults? great Marlborough had one,

The sire, whose son squiots förty thousand ways,
Nor Chesterfield is spotless, nor the Sun."

Finds in his features mighty rooin for praise: Grubworm was railing at his friend Tom Queer, “Ah! born” (he cries) “to make the ladies sigh, When Witwoud thus reproach'd him with a sneer, Jacky, thou hast an amorous cast o'th' eye.'; "Have you uo flaws, who are so prone to snub?”. "I bare-but I forgive myself," quoth Grub. s (racundior est paullo , minus aptus acutis

Naribus horum hominum? rideri possit, eo quod * Nil æquale homini fuit illi: sæpe velut qui Rusticius tonso toga defuit, and male laxus Currebat fugiens hostem: persæpe velut qui In pedo calceus hæret. At est bonus, ut melior Junonis sacra ferrel. Habebat sæpe ducentos,

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[ingens Sæpe decem servos: modo reges, atque tetrar Non alius quisquam: at tibi amicus: at ingenium chas.

Inculto latet hoc sub corpore. Denique teipsuin • Omnia magna loquens. Modo, Sit mihi Concute, num qua tibi vitiorum inseverit olim mensa tripes, &

Natura, aut etiam consuetudo mala. Namque
Concha salis puri, & toga, quæ defendere frigus, Neglectis urenda filix innascitur agris.
Quamvis crassa, queat, decies centena dedisses O Jlluc prævertamur: amatorem quod amicæ
Huic parco paucis contento: quinque diebus Turpia decipiunt cæcum vitia, aut etiam ipsa
Nil erat in loculis. Noctes vigilabat ad ipsum

hæc
Mane: diem totum stertebat: nil fuit unquam

Delectant : veluti Balbinum polypus Hagnæ :
Sic impar sibi. Nunc aliquis dicat mihi: Quid tu? Vellem in amicitia sic erraremus; & isti
• Nullane habės vitia imino alia, & fortasse Errori nomen virtus posuisset hunestum.
minora,

At, pater ut nati, sie noc debemus amici,
Mænius absentem Novium cum carperet: heustu, Si quod sit vitiuin, non fastidire

. Strabonem Quidam ait. ignoras te an ut ignotum dare Appellat pætun pater : & pulluin, male parvus nobis

Si cui filius est : ut abortivus fuit olim
Verba putas ? egomet mi ignosco, Mænius inquit. Sisyphus, hunc varum, distortis cruribus, illum
Stultus, & improbus hic amor est, dignusque Balbutit scaurum, pravis fullum male talis.

Parcius hic vivit ? frugì dicatur. lpeptus,
Cum tua pervideas oculis mala lippus inunctis, Et jactantior hic paullo est? concinnus amicis
Cur in amicorum vitiis tam cernis acutum.

Postulat ut videatur, At est turculentior, atque
Quam aut aquila, aut serpens Epidaurius ? at

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Caldior est ? acres inter puueretur. Opinor, Evenit, inquirant vitia ut tua rursus & illi. Hæc res Si junyit, junctus & serval amicos.

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Another child's abortive--he believes

Tenact such laws as must themselves condemn? Nature most perfect in diminutives;

In every human soul some vices spring And men of ev'ry rank with one accord

(For fair perfection is no mortal thing) Salute each crooked rascal with my lord. Whoe'er is with the fewest faults endu'd, (For bandy legs, hump-back, and knocking knee, Is but the best of what cannot be good. Are all excessive signs of q -ty.)

Then view me, friend, in an impartial light, Thus let us judge our friends—if Scrub subsist Survey the good and bad, the black and white; Too meanly, Scrub is an economist;

And if you find me, sir, upon the whole, And if Tom Tinkle is full loud and pert,

To be an honest and ingenuous soul, He aims at wit, and does it to divert.

By the same rule I'll measure you again, Largus is apt to bluster, but you'll find

And give you your allowance to a grain. "T'is owing to his magnitude of mind :

'Tis friendly and 'tis fair, on either hand, Lollius is passionate, and loves a whore,

To grant th’ indulgence we ourselves demande
Spirit and constitution !-nothing more Ifon your bump we cast a fav’ring eye,
Ned to a bullying peer is ty'd for life,

You must excuse all those who are awry.
And in commendatn holds a scolding wife; In short, since vice or folly, great or small,
Slave to a fool's caprice, and woman's will; Is more or less inherent in us all,
But patience, patience, is a virtue still !

Whoe'er offends, our censure let us guide,
Ask of Chamont a kingdom for a fish,

With a strong bias to the candid side;
He'll give you three rather than spoil a dish; Nor (as the stoics did in ancient times)
Nor pride, nor luxury is in the case,

Rank little foibles with enorinous crimes.
But hospitality-au't please your grace. 9 If, when your butler, e'er he brings a disho
Should a great gen’ral give a drab a pension Shou'd lick bis fingers, or should drop a fishy
Meanness!--the devil—'tis perfect condescension. Or from the side-board filch a cup of ale,
Such ways make many friends, and make friends Enrag'd you send the puny thief to gaol ;
long,

You'd be (methink) as infamous an oaf,
Or else my good friend Horace reasons wrong. As that immense portentous scoundrel-
9 But we alas ! e'en virtuous deeds invert, Yet worse by far (if worse at all can be)
And into vice misconstrue all desert.

In folly and iniquity is he,
See we a man of modesty and merit,

Wło, for some trivial, social, well-meant joke,
Sober and meek—we swear he has no spirit; Which candour shou'd forget as soon as spoke,
We call him stupid, who with caution breaks Wou'd shun his friend, neglectful and unkind,
His silence, and will think before he speaks. Asif old parson Packthread was behind,
Fidelio treads the path of life with care,

Who drags up all his visitors by force,
And eyes his footsteps ; for he fears a snare. And without mercy reads them his discourse.
His wary way still scandal misapplies,

do If sick at heart, and heavy at the head,
And calls him subtle, who's no more than wise. My drunken friend should reel betimes to bed,
If any man is unconstrain'd and free,

And in the morn, with affluent discharge,
As oft, my Lælius, I have been to thee,

Should sign and seal his residence at large;
When rudely to thy room I chance to scour,
And interrupt thee in the studious hour,

Si modo plura mihi bona sunt, inclinet; amari
From Coke and Lyttleton thy mind unbend,

Si volet hac lege, in trutina ponetur eadem. With more familiar nonsense of a friend;

Qui ne tuberibus propriis offendat amicum Talk of my friendship, and of thy desert, Postulat; ignoscat verrucis illius. Æquum et, Show thee my works, and candidly impart

Peccatis veniam poscentem reddere rursus. At once the product of my head and heart,

Denique, quatenus excidi penitus vitium iræ, Nasutus calls me fool, and clownish bear,

Cætera item nequeunt stultis hærentia; cur non Nor (but for perfect candour) stops he there.

Ponderibus, modulisque suis ratio utitir? ac res : Ah! what unthinking, heedless things are

Ut quæque est, ita suppliciis delicta coercet? men,

9 Si quis eum servum, patinam qui tollere

jussus,
1 At nos virtutes ipsas invertimus, atque Semesos pisces, tepidumque ligurierit jus,
Sincerum cupimus vas incrustare. Probus quis In cruce sofigat; Labeone insanior inter
Nobiscum vivit ? multum est demissus homo Sanos dicatur. Quanto hoc furiosius atque
ille.

Majus peccatum est à paullum reliquit amicus,
Tardo, cognomen pingui damus. Hic fugit omnes (quod nisi concedas, habeare insnatis, acerbus ;)
Insidias, nullique malo latus obdit apertum ? Odisti, & fugis, ut Drusonem debitor æris?
(Cum genus hoc inter vitæ versetur, ubi acris Qui nisi cum tristes misero venere Calenx,
Invidia, atque vigent ubi crimiva) pro bene sano, 1 Mercedem aut nummos unde unde extricat,
Ac non incauto, fictum astutumque vocamus.
Simplicior, quis, qualem me sæpe libenter Porrecto jugulo historias, captivus ut, audit.
Obtulerim tibi, Mæcenas, ui forte legentem "O Comminxit lectum potus, mensave catillum
Aut tacitum impellat quovis sermone? molestus! Evandri mapibus tritum dejecit : ob hanc rem,
Communi sensu plane caret, inquiinus. 8 Eheu! Aut positum ante mea quia pullum in parte
Quiam temere in nosmet legem sancimusiniquam?

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Nam vitijs nemo sine nascitur: optimus ille est, Sustalit esuriens, minus hoc jucundus amicus
Qui minimis urgetur. Amicus dulcis, ut æquum Sit mibi? quid faciam, si furtum fccerit ? aut si
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1s With zeal I'll love, be courteous e'en to strife,
By way of instance, break an earthen plate; More blest than emperors in private life,
Wou'd I forsake him for a piece of delph?
No-not for China's wide domain itself.
If toys like these were cause of real grief,

PROLOGUE AND EPILOGUE TO
What shou'd I do, or whither seek relief,

OTHELLO, AS IT WAS ACTED AT THE THEATRE"Suppose him perjur'd faithless, pimp, or thief?"

ROYAL DRURY-LANE, ON THURSDAY Away-a foolish koavish tribe you are,

7TH OF MARCH, 1751, BY PERSONS OP DISWho falsely put all vices on a par

TINCTION, FOR THEIR DIVERSION.
From this fair reason her assent withdraws,
E'en sordid interest gives up the cause,

Ile mercenary actors tread the stage,
That mother of our customs and our laws. And hireling scribblers lash or lu} the age,
When first yon golden Sun array'd the east, Our's be the task t' instruct, and entertain,
Small was the difference 'twixt man and beast; Without one thought of glory or of gain.
With hands, with nails, with teeth, with clubs Virtue's her own—from no external cause-
they fought,

[wronghtShe gives, and she demands the self-applause:
"Till malice was improv'd, and deadlier weapons Home to her breast she brings the heart-felt
Language at length, and words experience found,

bays,
And sense obtain'd a vehicle in sound. [built, Heedless alike of profit, and of praise.
Then wholesome laws were fram'd, and towns were This now perhaps is wrong—yet this we know,
And justice seiz'd the lawless vagrant's guilt ; 'Twas sense and truth a century ago :
And theft, adultery, and fornication, (fashion: When Britain, with transcendant glory crown'd,
Were punish'd much, forsooth, tho much in For high achievements, as for wit renown'd,
For long before fair Helen's fatal charms Culld from each growing grace the purest part,

And cropt the flowers from every blooming art,

Our noblest youths would then embrace the task Hiatus magnus lacrymabilis Of comic humour, or the mystic masque.

'Twas theirs t'encotirage worth,and give to bards set the world in arms.

What now is spent in boxing and in cards:
But kindly kept by no historian's care,

Good sense their pleasure-firtue still their
They all, goodlack, have perish'd to an hair.

guide,
But be that as it may, yet in all climes, And English magnanimity-their pride.
There's diff'rent punishment for diff'rent crimes. Methinks I see with Fancy's magic eye,
"Hold,blockhead, hold-this sure is not the way, The shade of Shakespeare, in yon azure sky.
For all alike I'd lash, and all I'd slay,"

On yon high cloud behold the bard advance,
Cries W*******, “ if I'd sovereign sway.” Piercing all Nature with a single glance:
Have sovereign sway, and an imperial robe, In various attitudes around him stand
With fury sultanate* d'er half the globe.

The Passions, waiting for his dread command.
Meanwhile, if I from each indulgent friend, First kneeling Love before his feet appears,
Obtain remission, when I chance t'offend, And musically sighing melts in tears.
Why, in return, Pll make the balance even, Near him fell Jealousy with fury barns,
And, for forgiving, they shall be forgiven. And into storms the amorous breathings turns;

Then Hope with heavenward look, and Joy draws
Prodiderit commissa fide ? sponsumve negarit?

near,
Queis paria esse fere placuit peccata, laborant,

While palsied Terrour trembles in the rear.
Cum ventum ad verum est; sensus, moresque

Such Shakespeare's train of horroir and de. repugnant

And such we hope to introduce to-night. (light,
Atque ipsa utilitas, justi prope mater, & æqui.

But if, though just in thought, we fail in fact,
Cum prorepserunt primis animalia terris, And good intention ripens not to act,
Mutum & turpe pecus, glandem atque cubilia Weigh our design, your censure still defer,
propter,

When truth's in view 'tis glorious e'en to err.
Unguibus,& pugnis, dein fustibus, atque ita porro
Pugnabant armis, quæ post fabricaverat usus:
Donec verba, quibus voces, sensusque notarent,
Nominaque invenere; dehinc absistere bello,

EPILOGUE.
Oppida cceperunt munire, & ponere leges;
Ne quis fur esset, neu latro, neu quis adulter.

SPOXEN BY DESDEMONA.
" Nam fuit ante Helenam cunnus teterrima TRUE woman to the last-my peroration

belli
Causa : sed ignotis perierant mortibus illi,

I come to speak in spite of suffocation;
Quos Venerem incertam rapientes more ferarum

To show the present and the age to come,
Viribus editior cædebat, ut in grege taurns.

We may be chok'd, but never can be dumb.
Well now methinks, I see you all run ont,

And haste away to lady Bragwell's rout;
dum tu quadrante lavatum
Rex ibis, neque te quisquam stipator, ineptum

Each modish sentiment to hear and weigh,
Præter Crispinum, sectabitur: & mihi dulces

Of those who nothing think, and all things say.
Ignoscent, si quid peccavero stultus, amici :
* A word coined in the mapner of Mr. War-

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Prodella first in parody begins,

She has a danghter too that deals in lace, (For nonsense and buffoonery are twins)

And sings–O ponder well—and Chevy Chase, «c Can beaux the court for theatres exchange? And fain wou'd fill the fair Ophelia's place. I swear by Heaven 'tis strange, 'tis passing And in her cock'd up hat, and gown of camblet, strange;

Presumes on something-touching the lord And very whimsical, and mighty dull,

Hamlet. And pitiful, and wond'rous pitiful:

A cousin too she has with squinting eyes, I wish I had not heard it”- blessed dame! With waddling gait,and voice like London Cries; Whene'er she speaks her audience wish the same. Who for the stage too short by half a story, Next Neddy Nicely—"Fye, O fye, good lack, Acts Lady Townly--thus-in all her glory. A nasty man to make his face all black.”

And while she's traversing her scanty room, Then lady Stiffneck shows her pious rage, Cries—" Lord! my lord, what can I do at home! And wonders ile shou'd act-upon a stage. In short, we've girls enough for all the fellows, “Why, ma'am,” says Coquetilla, “ a disgrace? The ranting, whining, starting, and the jealous, Merit in any form may show her face:

The Hotspurs, Romeos, Hamlets, and Othellos. In this doll age the male things ought to play, Oh! little do these silly people know, To teach then what to do, and what to say." What dreadful trials-actors undergo. In short, they all with diff'rent cavils cram us, Myself—who most in harmony delight, And only are unanimous to damn ús:

Am scolding here from morning until night. But still there are a fair judicious few,

Then take advice froin ine, ye giddy things, Who judge unbiass'd, and with candour view; Ye royal milliners, ye apron'd kings; Who value honesty, though clad in buff, Young men beware, and shun our slippery ways, And wit, though dress'd in an old English ruff. Study arithmetic, and shun our plays; Behold them here I beaming sense descry, And you, ye girls, let not our tinsel train Shot from the living lustre of each eye.

Enchant your eyes, and turn your madd’ning Such meaning smiles each blooming face adorn,

brain;
As deck the pleasure-painted brow of morn; Be timely wise, for oh! be sure of this;
And show the person of each matchless fair, A shop, with virtue, is the height of bliss.
Though rich to rapture, and above compare,
Is, ev'n with all the skill of Heav'n design'd,
But an imperfect image of their mind;

EPILOGUE
While chastity unblemish'd and unbrib'd
Adds a majestic mien that scorns to be describd: SPOKEN BY MR. SHUTER, AT COVENT-GARDEN, AFTER
Such we will vaunt, and only such as these,

THE PLAY OF THE CONSCIOUS LOVERS, ACTED FOR "Tis our ambition, and our fame to please.

LYING-IN WOMEN, 1755, IN THE CHARACTER OF
A MAN-MIDWIFE.

(Enters with a child. ) EPILOGUE TO THE APPRENTICE.

WHOB'ER

'Er begot thee, has no cause to blush : (Enters reading a Play Bill.)

Thou’rt a brave chopping boy, (child cries) nay,

hush! hush ! hush! A VERY pretty bill-as I'm alive!

A workman, faith! a man of rare discretion, The part of-nobody-by Mrs. Clive!

A friend to Britain, and to our profession: A paltry scribbling fool to leave me out With face so chubby, and with looks so glad, He'll say, perhaps—be thought I cou'd not spout. O rare roast beef of England-here's a lad! Malice and envy to the last degree!

(Shows him to the Company.) And why? I wrote a farce as well as he,

(Child makes a noise again. ) And fairly ventur'd it-without the aid

Nay if you once begin to puke and cough, Of prologue dress'd in black, and face in mas Go to the nurse. Within !--here take him off. querade ;

Well, Heav'n be prajs’d, it is a peopling age, Ob! Pit-have pity—see how I'm dismay'd ! Thanks to the bar, the pulpit, and the stage ; Poor soul! this canting stuff will never do. But not to th' army-that's not worth a farthing, Unless like Bayes he bring his hangman too. The captains go too much to Corent Garden, But granting that from these same obsequies, Spoil many a girl, --but seldom make a mother, Some pickings to our bard in black arise; They foil us one way—but we have them t'other. Should your applause to joy convert his fear,

(Shakes a bor of pills.) As Pallas turns to feast--Lardella's bier ; The nation prospers by such joyous souls, Yet 'twould have been a better scheme by half Hence smokes my table, bence my chariot rolls. T" have thrown his weeds aside, and learnt with Tho' some snug jobs, from surgery may spring, me to laugh.

Man-vidwifry, nian-midwifry's the thing ! I cou'd have shown him, had he been inclin'd, Lean shou'd I be, e'en as my own anatomy, A spouting junto of the female kind.

By mere cathartics and by plain phlebotomy. There dwells a milliner in yonder row,

Well, besides gain, besides the pow'r to please, Well dress’d, full voic'd, and nobly built for show, Besides the music of such birds as these, Who, when in rage she scolds at Sue and Sarah,

(Skakes a purse. Damn’d,damn'd dissembler l.thinks she's more It is a joy refin’d, unmix'd and pure, than Zara.

To hear the praises of the grateful poor.

THE BENEFIT OF THE MIDDLESEX HOSPITAL FOR

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