British theatre . Nor Latins scored, nor Scipio blushd to si;, And join their plaudits to Athenian wit. Micios mild virtue, and mad Demeas rager With shook the echoing stage; And from these models tis your poet draws His best, his only hope of your applause. A tale it is to chace that angry spleen, Which forms the mirth and moral of his scenes A tale for noble and ignoble ear, Something for fathers and for sons to hear: And shouldyau on your humbler bard bestow, That grace which Rome to hers was pleasd to sheza; Advantage with the modern fairly lies, Who, Itss deserving, gains
British theatre . Nor Latins scored, nor Scipio blushd to si;, And join their plaudits to Athenian wit. Micios mild virtue, and mad Demeas rager With shook the echoing stage; And from these models tis your poet draws His best, his only hope of your applause. A tale it is to chace that angry spleen, Which forms the mirth and moral of his scenes A tale for noble and ignoble ear, Something for fathers and for sons to hear: And shouldyau on your humbler bard bestow, That grace which Rome to hers was pleasd to sheza; Advantage with the modern fairly lies, Who, Itss deserving, gains as great a prize. Dramatic Peraonae. DRURY-LANE. Nightshade, - - - Mf; King. Maneove, Mr. Aickin* Stapleton, .......... Mr. Packer. Manlove, - - - - Mr. Nightshade, - - - - Mr. Weston. Deble, - Mr. Baddeley. Gregory, - - - Mr. Moody. Fr ampton, - - Mr. Waldron. Frederick, -Mr. Wright. Women,Mrs. Stapleton, - - - - . Mrs.,Hopkins. L^titia, Mrs. Abingtcn. LuCY> Miss THE CHOLERIC MAN ,1CT I. SCENE J. Man loves Chambers. Frampton at his Desk.—Enter Man love as from his Walk—Framptonrises, and meets him with sdme Papers. have lengthened your walk this morning. Man. Very likely :—The gardens were pleasant,and I believe I have rather exceeded my usual stint. Fram. —By just one turn upon the terrace. Man. You measurd me, I see.—We men of bu-siness, Frampton, contract strange habits of regu-larity. Fram. —And bachelors too, sir. Man. Very true, very true :—A wife now and thendoes put a man a little out of method, I have any body waiting ? Fram. No body. Man. Any cases ? Fram. Several. [Gives him papers. 1# THE CHOLERIC MAN. A3 /. Man. Bless me 1 was the world of my mind, theywould patch up their differences over a bottle, and let the grass grow in our inns of court. Let me see —what have we got here ?—[Reads.]—« A detects 3 * plucking turnips out of his field, &c.—Heres afellow for you!—hell
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