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WRITTEN BY THE AUTHOR.

INTENDED TO HAVE BEEN SPOKEN BY MISS FONTENELLE, IN THE CHARACTER OF SOPHIA.

FOR fev'n long years I've been a Lawyer's Clerk,
My steps were doubtful, for my ways were dark;
I'm skill'd in Error, Sham-plea and Demur,
Aye, and a notable Conveyancer.

The fearful Debtor trembled at my`nod,
Full many a Youth this pen hath fent to Quod.
I han't much time to chatter here to you,
Yet take a hint of what I mean to do:

As Sol, from clouds more brightly darts his rays,
Šo, long pent up, I'll burst into a blaze.
For Drefs, Ton, Life, I've a prodigious paffion,
I'll make a pretty little Woman of Fashion;
Round the gay circle fly my cards about,
Sunday I fix on for th' enchanting rout:
At charming Loo, my company I fet,
Or ev'ry heart beats high at dear Piquet.
To nodding friends, I'll in my chariot bob,
Splash up the dirt, and rattle thro' the Mob.
Or in State Chair, my high head low I ftoop,
My chin just popping out between my hoop:
My fix tall Footmen strutting on before,
Knock Flambeaux round, and beat the open
Mind, I'm a Lady firft, for 'ere I marry,
My Hal fhail promife that he'll be Sir Harry.
My pleasures quite in ftile, all brilliant, gay,

Yet ftill fo vulgar as to like a play.

door.

The play-house crouded, how we're squeez'd and tum

bled,

Box, Stage and Gallery, fuch Jargon jumbled!"

VOL. III.

So

So pleasant too, the converfation round ye--

(1) Are you there, Jack? (2) Hah, Tom! (3) The deuce confound ye!

(4) A charming girl that yonder. (5) La, what Brutes! (6) Is this Seat taken? (7) Dem your dirty boots! (8) Were you at Afcot, Ma'am? (9) I go to Races! (10) Hey, shut the door there! (11) Lady Dumplin's places.

(12) Silence! (13) Book o' the Songs, Ma'am? (14) Ah, fuch nonfenfe!

(15) Hifs again, I'll knock you down. (16) You! (17) 'pon my confcience!

(18) Wins Desdemona, ftories all he told her.

(19) Suddenly tak'n ill! (20) Who's Bottle holder? (21) Hip! (fings) (22) " And you to blefs this charming creature."

(23) Curs'd hot! (24) How cold! (25) Op'n the Ventilator!

(26) His Lordship went this morning, Sir, for Dover. (27) A damn'd good-natur'd fellow! (28) Throw him

over!

(29) Take off your Bonnet, Ma'am. (30) He'll then adore me.

(31) I shan't fit down, 'till they fit down afore me. (32) What A&t is this? (33) I drank Tea in Pall-Mall. (34) A brazen Romp that little Fontenelle! (bell rings) My Clack's cut fhort, for there's the Prompter's bell Good night, kind friends, to you, and you, and you! Here I cou'd prate for ever, but adieu!

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(30) Frail fair in Green Boxes. (31) Yorkshire Man.

(32) Drunken Man.

(33) Macaroni.

(34) A Starch'd Prude.

THE

CZAR PETER,

IN THREE ACTS.

PERFORMED AT THE

THEATRE-ROYAL, COVENT-GARDEN,

IN 1789.

THE MUSICK BY MR. SHIELD.

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