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Of some I brought home Patterns; one To-night
We humbly beg the Gentleman would go ;
His friend, Tim TICKLE too, who danc'd the Bear;
3 Bruin, the Bear himself-nay never stare ! He shall not hurt you, ladies-Keep your places ! The Bear-leader has given him the Graces. This rustick groupe, Bear, Bear-leader, 'Squire, Clown, The frolick Muse of Farce now drives to town. Her elder sister, Comedy, has Wit; But Farce has Fun, and oft a lucky Hit, If the yields laugh, a laugh let none despise ; Be merry, if you can, and not too wife.
PROLOG U E To the SUICIDE, A COMÉDY!
Spoken by Mr. PALMER,
IS now the reigning taste with Belle and
Beau Their art and skill in Coachmanship to show. Nobles contend who throws a Whip the best ; From head to foot like Hackney-coachmen dress’d: Duchess and Peerefs too discard their fear, Ponies in front, my lady in the rear. A Female Phaeton all danger mocks, Half-coat, half-petticoat, the mounts the box; Wrapt in a dusty whirlwind scours the plains, And cutting-Jehu !-whistling-holds the reins. Happy, thrice happy, Britain, is thy state, In the year seventeen hundred sev'nty eight, When each sex drives at such a furious rate. 5
The modifh Artist, Playwright, or Coach-maker, In Grub-street starv’d, or thriving in Long-Acre, To suit the times, and tally with the mode, Must travel in the beaten turnpike road : Wherefore our Crane-neck'd Manager to-day Upon four acts attempts to run his Play; A fifth he fears you'd deem the Bard's reproach, A mere fifth wheel that would but stop the Coach. With Two Act Pieces what machines agree? Buggies, Tim-whiskies, or squeez'd Vis-a-vis, Where two fit face to face, and knee to knee.
What is a piece in one short Act compress'd ? A Wheelbarrow, or Sulky at the best. A scale so small, the Bard would suffer for't; You'd say his Farce was like himself—too short; Yet anxious with your smiles his works to crown, In many a varied shape he courts the town. Sometimes he drives--if Brother Bards implore, Sometimes he in a Prologue trots before, Or in an Epilogue gets up behind Happy in all, so you appear but kind.