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Epilogue, To The Same,
' Sir , i am sensible '—some titter ixar him' I say , I ' m very sensible '— -all ., ' hear htm , hear him' He bolder grown , for praise , mistaking _ pother , , , roiher—Tca-pou one arm , ami spouts it " with the ' Once more , I ' m ' cry sensible ine ' ed—That h should want crds
' ihovgv .-e v . , we must proceed—* And for the first time in mvlif ' e , I third- — ' ¦ 'I think—that no great " Orator should shrink' And therefore , Mr . Speaker , I , for one , ' Will speak out freely , Sir , and-so—I ' ve done . ' Peace to his eloquence—to bani'li that
, Suppose we have a little female chat . — Vulgar Miss Hull , and Lady fa ' erag Lopsidle , " [ never idle : Whene ' er they meet , their tongues are Miss Bull begins— . 'La . uk , what a Sonnet ! why , il looks quite scurvy . [ vey ;' ' It ' s like a coal-sl . uttle turr . 'd
topsy-tur' It ' s like some heads then , Miss—all smoke a'hd smother' So or . e gooc turn , vou see , deserves another ; " ' [ resist ?' 'But your strait-forward taste , who can ' Some ' .-life , my Lady , scans to have a twist ; If will that older
' women forget they grow , ' And wear like children ,- strap ' s across the shoulder : . [ sinycks , ' Why not like children , give them plavful ' Ai-. cl let the straps be ' laid across their o ' arfrs . ' 1
' Miss , you ' re severe---¦ 'Hut here ' s my comfort [ goes and lakes -. corkbag ] this I'll fondly hug' Your favourite work ' ?'— " ' No , Miss , my favourite Pug- - ¦ This is its kennel , [ takes dog cut < f-jiorkbag ' j ch , the pretty creature ! ' How neat ami eleg : mt in every feature ! ' It drinks noyauand dines " upon boil'd
, chicken ,, [ picking' But ragou'd sweetbread is its favourite ' Lest lhe hot sun should tan the charming fei / oiv , ' When it walks out , I carry this umbrella ; ' B ' nf when cold trouty weather comes ; o nip it , ' . It wears a little spencer and a
tippit' Come , Pug , to bed—Lord who couldthink it dear , ' To pay five shillings for thee every year !' Her I . a ' aship ' s kindness must be praised , which brings Such useful lessons from such useless things ; And Folly never can be out of date , Wiide prippies may grow up to help the
HU-C- — Il ' . here , this night , Coed-nature smilinnrules , [ Fc . ois . We shah he Fortune's Favourites , not her ,
Epilogue
EPILOGUE
TO THE NEW COMEDY OF A CURE FOR THE HEART-ACHE , WRITTEN BY MILES PKTER ANDREWS , ESQ . M . P . " flr-OKKS' BY MI'S . MATTOCKS .
OIIAKSVEARE , ashrewd old quiz in his dull age , ' ¦ Said , very gvavelv , ' all the world ' s a ' stagc . ' But if the poet to our times could drop , He'd rather own that all the world ' s a shep . And what ' s the trade ? exclaim the critic railers ; [ TAILOHS . ' Why , ' men and women all are merelv
Kay , frown not , Beaux ; and Ladies , do not pout ; [ out . You've all your cuttings-in and cuttings-And first , Miss Hoyden , just escap'd from school , r Slighting Mamma , and all domestic rule ; If she , in Fashion ' s road , should chance to trip , Whatsays the world ? whyMisshas
, , , made a slip : And if , a falling character 10 save , [ grave , She weds with age , just tottering o ' er the The sportive world will still enjoy the joke , And fpouse at home , at once is made a cloak . The Politician next , who , when in placej Views public measures with a smiling face ; Croaksv . henhe'souta discontented note
, , ; Sure he ' s a Tailor—he haslurti'd his coat . Oft have I measur'd you , when closefy sitting , To see what twist , what shape , what-air , was fitting : fance ; Once more r' 11 try , if you'll make novelist-Mine ' s a quick eye , and measures at a distance . [ Produces the sheers and measures .
Great Mr . Alderman—your Worship—Sir , < q If you can stomach it , yon need not - tir ; Koom you require , for turtle and for
haunch'I is done—two yards three quarters round the paunch . [ Poet , Slim Sir , hold up your arm—0 you ' re a You want a coat , " indeed—your elbows shew it . Don ' t tremble , man , there ' s now no cause for fears , Tho' oft you shirk us gemmen of the sheers .
Genius stands still , when Tailors interpose : 'TIs like a watch—it ticks—and then it m gots . [ draw , The needle dropt , the warlike sword I For e'en our sex must yield to martial law . Lady -Erawcansir came to me last night' O ! my dear Ma'am , i am in such a fright ; ' They ' ve drawn mc for a man ; and , what is worse , ' I am to soldier it , and mount a licrse—
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Epilogue, To The Same,
' Sir , i am sensible '—some titter ixar him' I say , I ' m very sensible '— -all ., ' hear htm , hear him' He bolder grown , for praise , mistaking _ pother , , , roiher—Tca-pou one arm , ami spouts it " with the ' Once more , I ' m ' cry sensible ine ' ed—That h should want crds
' ihovgv .-e v . , we must proceed—* And for the first time in mvlif ' e , I third- — ' ¦ 'I think—that no great " Orator should shrink' And therefore , Mr . Speaker , I , for one , ' Will speak out freely , Sir , and-so—I ' ve done . ' Peace to his eloquence—to bani'li that
, Suppose we have a little female chat . — Vulgar Miss Hull , and Lady fa ' erag Lopsidle , " [ never idle : Whene ' er they meet , their tongues are Miss Bull begins— . 'La . uk , what a Sonnet ! why , il looks quite scurvy . [ vey ;' ' It ' s like a coal-sl . uttle turr . 'd
topsy-tur' It ' s like some heads then , Miss—all smoke a'hd smother' So or . e gooc turn , vou see , deserves another ; " ' [ resist ?' 'But your strait-forward taste , who can ' Some ' .-life , my Lady , scans to have a twist ; If will that older
' women forget they grow , ' And wear like children ,- strap ' s across the shoulder : . [ sinycks , ' Why not like children , give them plavful ' Ai-. cl let the straps be ' laid across their o ' arfrs . ' 1
' Miss , you ' re severe---¦ 'Hut here ' s my comfort [ goes and lakes -. corkbag ] this I'll fondly hug' Your favourite work ' ?'— " ' No , Miss , my favourite Pug- - ¦ This is its kennel , [ takes dog cut < f-jiorkbag ' j ch , the pretty creature ! ' How neat ami eleg : mt in every feature ! ' It drinks noyauand dines " upon boil'd
, chicken ,, [ picking' But ragou'd sweetbread is its favourite ' Lest lhe hot sun should tan the charming fei / oiv , ' When it walks out , I carry this umbrella ; ' B ' nf when cold trouty weather comes ; o nip it , ' . It wears a little spencer and a
tippit' Come , Pug , to bed—Lord who couldthink it dear , ' To pay five shillings for thee every year !' Her I . a ' aship ' s kindness must be praised , which brings Such useful lessons from such useless things ; And Folly never can be out of date , Wiide prippies may grow up to help the
HU-C- — Il ' . here , this night , Coed-nature smilinnrules , [ Fc . ois . We shah he Fortune's Favourites , not her ,
Epilogue
EPILOGUE
TO THE NEW COMEDY OF A CURE FOR THE HEART-ACHE , WRITTEN BY MILES PKTER ANDREWS , ESQ . M . P . " flr-OKKS' BY MI'S . MATTOCKS .
OIIAKSVEARE , ashrewd old quiz in his dull age , ' ¦ Said , very gvavelv , ' all the world ' s a ' stagc . ' But if the poet to our times could drop , He'd rather own that all the world ' s a shep . And what ' s the trade ? exclaim the critic railers ; [ TAILOHS . ' Why , ' men and women all are merelv
Kay , frown not , Beaux ; and Ladies , do not pout ; [ out . You've all your cuttings-in and cuttings-And first , Miss Hoyden , just escap'd from school , r Slighting Mamma , and all domestic rule ; If she , in Fashion ' s road , should chance to trip , Whatsays the world ? whyMisshas
, , , made a slip : And if , a falling character 10 save , [ grave , She weds with age , just tottering o ' er the The sportive world will still enjoy the joke , And fpouse at home , at once is made a cloak . The Politician next , who , when in placej Views public measures with a smiling face ; Croaksv . henhe'souta discontented note
, , ; Sure he ' s a Tailor—he haslurti'd his coat . Oft have I measur'd you , when closefy sitting , To see what twist , what shape , what-air , was fitting : fance ; Once more r' 11 try , if you'll make novelist-Mine ' s a quick eye , and measures at a distance . [ Produces the sheers and measures .
Great Mr . Alderman—your Worship—Sir , < q If you can stomach it , yon need not - tir ; Koom you require , for turtle and for
haunch'I is done—two yards three quarters round the paunch . [ Poet , Slim Sir , hold up your arm—0 you ' re a You want a coat , " indeed—your elbows shew it . Don ' t tremble , man , there ' s now no cause for fears , Tho' oft you shirk us gemmen of the sheers .
Genius stands still , when Tailors interpose : 'TIs like a watch—it ticks—and then it m gots . [ draw , The needle dropt , the warlike sword I For e'en our sex must yield to martial law . Lady -Erawcansir came to me last night' O ! my dear Ma'am , i am in such a fright ; ' They ' ve drawn mc for a man ; and , what is worse , ' I am to soldier it , and mount a licrse—