RECITATIVE. Mifs Cro. Colonel, de tout mon cœur-I've one in petto, RECITATIVE. Ld. Min. Bella Signora, et Amico mio! I too will join, and then we'll make a Trio. All the company rife, and advance to the front of the flage. Col. 7. Would you ever go to fee a Tragedy? Mifs Cro. Never, never. Col. T. A Comedy? T PROLOGUE to the DOUBLE MISTAKE, Spoken by Mr. SMITH. O lead attention thro' five acts of profe, Where to foft notes no tuneful couplet flows; "To mifs, what few have gain'd, the wreath of Fame. "Where wits, rare coins, for general service lie; Where Critics, ftri& examiners, are plac'd "To try each piece by that nice standard, Tafte; "And what to public ufe may be apply'd, Is juftly fav'd, what faulty thrown afide. "Hence, "Hence, 'tis the Poet's duty to difpenfe "Each various vein of humour, wit, or sense; "Not, mifer like, to his own board confine "The smallest fpark of Nature's genuine mine; "But to the mufe his graceful tribute pay, "And in the common mint his quota lay." On this refolve, he to your sterling store Prefents a fpecimen of untry'd ore; If any worth it bears, affay'd by you, His private talent is the public due; And fhould it not difgrace your brilliant mafs, Give it your stamp, and let the metal país. EPILOGUE. Spoken by Mifs WILFORD, in the character of Lady LOUISA. I HAD an Epilogue to speak to-night; But I'm fo hurried, put in fuch a fright, A fuppliant to your favour here 1 stand; But, to divert your cenfure, let me shew A folly more complete, a city-beau! What contraft can there be fo ftrong in nature, Men Men who have turn'd the period of three-fcore, Nor does aunt Bridget merit better quarter, If characters like these your mirth excite, [Courtlying For young Alexis figh'd and preft, The ANT and CATERPILLAR. A FABLE. By J. CUNNINGHAM. S an ant, of his talents fuperiorly vain, Was trotting with confequence over the plain, A worm, in his progrefs, remarkably flow, Cry'd, "Blefs your good worfhip where ever you go! With a look of contempt, and ineffable pride, Begone, you vile reptile, his antship reply'd: "Go, go, and lament your contempuble state: "But first-look at me-fee--my limbs how complete: "I guide all my motions with freedom and eate; "I run back and forward, and turn when I pleafe. "Of nature (grown weary) thou flocking eflay! I fpurn you thus from me:-crawl out of my way." The reptile infulted, and vex'd to the foul, Ere long the proud ant was repaffing the road, Whofe vefture, in glory, a monarch's excell'd; "Stop, friend," fays the butterfly, " don't be furpriz'da A wretch that to-day is o'erloaded with forrow, CONTENT: 'ER moorlands and mountains, rude, barren and bare, OF As wilder'd and weary'd I roam, A gentle young fhepherdefs fees my defpair, And leads me-o'er lawns-to her home. Yellow fheaves from rich Ceres her cottage had crown'd, Her cafement fweet woodbines crept wantonly round, II. We fat ourselves down to a cooling repaft: While, thrown from my guard by fome glances she caft, I told my foft wishes; the fweetly reply'd, (Ye virgins, her voice was divine;) I've rich ones rejected, and great ones deny'd, III. Her air was lo modeft, her aspect lo meek! IV. Together we range o'er the flow rifing hills, Or rest on the rock whence the streamlet diftils, The cottager, Peace, is well known for her fire, Το |