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“ The rogue who ruins”—here the father found
The case was hard, I would with all my soul “ Have wedded both, but law is our control; “ So one I took, and when we gain’d a home, “ Her friend agreed—what could she more ?—to come; 66 And when she found that I'd a widow'd bed, “ Me she desired—what could I less ?—to wed. “ An easier case is yours: you've not the smart “ That two fond pleaders cause in one man's heart ; “ You've not to wait from year to year distress’d, “ Before your conscience can be laid at rest ; “ There smiles your bride, there sprawls your new-born
son, " --A ring, a licence, and the thing is done."
“ My loving James,"—the lass began her plea, “ I'll make thy reason take a part with me: " Had I been froward, skittish, or unkind, “ Or to thy person or thy passion blind; - Had I refused, when 'twas thy part to pray, “ Or put thee off with promise and delay;
“ Thou might'st in justice and in conscience fly,
Denying her who taught thee to deny: “ But, James, with me thou hadst an easier task, “ Bonds and conditions I forbore to ask ; “ I laid no traps for thee, no plots or plans, “ Nor marriage named by licence or by banns ; “ Nor would I now the parson's aid employ, “But for this cause,"—and up she held her boy.
Motives like these could heart of flesh resist ? James took the infant and in triumph kiss'd; Then to his mother's arms the child restored, Made his proud speech, and pledged his worthy word.
“ Three times at church our banns shall publish'd be,
Thy health be drank in bumpers three times three; “ And thou shalt grace (bedeck’d in garments gay) “ The christening-dinner on the wedding day.”
James at my door then made his parting bow, Took the Green-Man, and is a master now.
These are monarchs none respect,
Heroes, yet an humbled crew, Nobles, whom the crowd correct, Wealthy men,
whom duns pursue; Beauties, shrinking from the view
Of the day's detecting eye; Lovers, who with much ado
Long-forsaken damsels woo, And heave the ill-feign'd sigh.
These are misers, craving means
Of existence through the day, Famous scholars, conning scenes
Of a dull bewildering play; Ragged beaux and misses grey
Whom the rabble praise and blame; Proud and mean, and sad and gay,
Toiling after ease, are they, Infamous *, and boasting fame.
• Strolling players are thus held in a legal sense.
Players arrive in the Borough-Welcomed by their former
Friends-Are better fitted for Comic than Tragic Scenes: yet better approved in the latter by one Part of their Audience—Their general Character and PleasantryParticular Distresses and Labours—Their Fortitude and Patience- A private Rehearsal — The Vanity of the aged Actress—A Heroine from the Milliner's ShopA deluded Tradesman–Of what Persons the Company is composed Character and Adventures of Frederick Thompson.