And as she smiles, her triumphs to complete,
E'en common-councilmen forget to eat.
The fourth act shows her wedded to the 'squire,
And madam now begins to hold it higher;
Pretends to taste, at operas cries caro,

And quits her Nancy Dawson, for Che Faro:
Doats upon dancing, and in all her pride
Swims round the room, the Heinel of Cheapside:
Ogles and leers with artificial skill,

Till, having lost in age the power to kill,
She sits all night at cards, and ogles at spadille.
Such, through our lives the eventful history-
The fifth and last act still remains for me.
The bar-maid now for your protection prays,
Turns female Barrister, and pleads for Bays.

EPILOGUE,

TO BE SPOKEN IN THE CHARACTER OF

TONY LUMPKIN.

BY J. CRADOCK, Esq.

WELL-now all's ended-and

gone,

my comrades
Pray what becomes of mother's nonly son?
A hopeful blade!-in town I'll fix my station,
And try to make a bluster in the nation :
As for my cousin Neville, I renounce her,
Off-in a crack-I'll carry big Bet Bouncer.

Why should not I in the great world appear? I soon shall have a thousand pounds a-year! No matter what a man may here inherit, In London-'gad, they've some regard to spirit. I see the horses prancing up the streets, And big Bet Bouncer bobs to all she meets; Then hoiks to jigs and pastimes every nightNot to the plays-they say it a'n't polite;

* This came too late to be spoken.

To Sadler's Wells, perhaps, or operas go,
And once by chance, to the roratorio.
Thus here and there, for ever up and down,
We'll set the fashions too to half the town;
And then at auctions-money neʼer regard,
Buy pictures like the great, ten pounds a-yard:
Zounds, we shall make these London gentry say,
We know what's damn'd genteel as well as they.