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His goods, he hopes, are prime, and brought from far,
Equally fit for gallantry and war.
I'd best step back....and order up a sample.
SPOKEN BY MR. LEE LEWES
IN THE CHARACTER OF HARLEQUIN, AT RIS
HOLD! Prompter, hold! a word before your non
I'd speak a word or two, to ease my conscience.
( Takes of his mask.
Whence, and what art thou, visionary birth?
Nature disowns, and reason scorns thy mirth;
In thy black aspect ev'ry passion sleeps,
The joy that dimples, and the woe that weeps.
How hast thou fill'd the scene with all thy brood,
Of fools pursuing, and of fools pursu'd!
Whose cnly plot it is to break our noses;
And from above the dangling deities:
And shall I mix in this unhallow'd crew?
May rosin'd lightning blast me if I do!
No....I will act, I'll vindicate the stage:
Shakespeare himself shall feel my tragic rage.
The maddning monarch revels in my veins.
Oh! for a Richard's voice to catch the theme:
Give me another horse! bind up my wounds!....soft....
'twas but a dream.
Aye, 'twas but a dream, for now there's no retreat
If I cease Harlequin, I cease from eating. 'Twas thus that Æsop's stag, a creature blameless, Yet something vain, like one that shall be nameless,
Once on the margin of a fountain stood, And cavill'd at his image in the flood. "" The deuce confound,” he cries, “ these drumstick
“ They neither have my gratitude nor thanks:
My horns! I'm told horns are the fashion now."
Whilst thus he spoke, astonish'd ! to his view,
[Taking a jump through the stage-door.
TO THE COMEDY OF THE SISTERS.
WHAT! five long acts....and all to make us wiser!
Our authoress, sure, has wanted an adviser.
Had she consulted me, she should have made
The world's a masquerade! the masquers, you, you, you,
[To Boxes, Pit, and Gallery.