But, pray whom have they pilfer'd? A Doctor, I hear; Then their friends all come round me with cringing and leering, To melt me to pity and soften my swearing. First Sir Charles advances with phrases well strung, There's the parish of Edmonton offers forty poundThere's the parish of St. Leonard, Shoreditch, offers forty pound-There's the parish of Tyburn, from the Hog in the Pound to St. Giles's Watchhouse, offers forty poundI shall have all that if I convict them. But consider their case, it may yet be your own, And see how they kneel; is your heart made of stone? This moves; so at last I agree to relent, For ten pounds in hand and ten pounds to be spent. I challenge you all to answer this. I tell you, you cannot. It cuts deep; but now for the rest of the letter; and next-but I want room. So I believe I shall battle the rest out at Barton some day next week.—I don't value you all. O. G. EPILOGUE TO "SHE STOOPS TO CONQUER; OR THE MISTAKES OF A NIGHT,” Spoken by Mrs. Bulkley, in the Character of Mrs. Hardcastle.(1). Well, having stooped to conquer with success, (1) [This comedy was first acted at Covent Garden Theatre, on the 15th of March 1773. In a letter to Mr. Craddock, written immediately after the representation of the piece, Goldsmith says:-" I thank you sincerely for your epilogue, which, however, could not be used, but with your permission shall be printed. The story in short is this; Murphy sent me rather the outline of an epilogue than an epilogue, which was to be sung by Mrs. Catley, and which she approved. Mrs. Bulkley hearing this, insisted on throwing up her part, unless, according to the custom of the theatre, she were permitted to speak the epilogue. In this embarrassment I thought of making a Quarrelling Epilogue between Catley and her, debating who should speak the epilogue, but then Miss Catley refused after I had taken the trouble of drawing it out. I was then at a loss indeed; an epilogue was to be made, and for none but Mrs. Bulkley. I made one, and Colman thought it too bad to be spoken; I was obliged, therefore, to try a fourth time, and I made a very mawkish thing as you'll shortly see. Such is the history of my stage adventures, and which I have at last done with. I cannot help saying that I am very sick of the stage; and though I believe I shall get three tolerable benefits, yet I shall on the whole be a loser, even in a pecuniary light; my ease and comfort I certainly lost while it' was in agitation." See Life, ch. xxii.] Her second act displays a livelier scene— Talks loud, coquets the guests, and scolds the waiters. And quits her Nancy Dawson, for Che Faro: Till, having lost in age the power to kill, EPILOGUE TO 66 SHE STOOPS TO CONQUER," Intended to be spoken by Mrs. Bulkley and Miss Calley.(1) Enters Mrs. BULKLEY, who curtsies very low as beginning to speak. Then enters Miss CATLEY, who stands full before her, and curtsies to the Audience. Mrs. BULKLEY. HOLD, Ma'am, your pardon. What's your business here? Excuse me, Ma'am. The Author bid me sing it. RECITATIVE. Ye beaux and belles, that form this splendid ring, Mrs. BULKLEY. Why, sure the girl's beside herself! an Epilogue of singing, A hopeful end indeed to such a blest beginning. (1) [This is the "Quarrelling Epilogue" to which allusion is made by Goldsmith in the preceding note. A copy, in his own hand-writing, given to the late Dr. Farr, who was a fellow student at Edinburgh, remains in the family of that gentleman.] Besides, a sinner in a comic set Excuse me, Ma'am, I know the etiquette. Miss CATLEY. What if we leave it to the house? Mrs. BULKLEY. The house!-Agreed. Miss CATLEY. Mrs. BULKLEY. And she whose party's largest shall proceed. Miss CATLEY. I'm for a different set.-Old men, whose trade is Who RECITATIVE. Agreed. mump their passion, and who, grimly smiling, Still thus address the fair with voice beguiling. AIR.-Cotillon. Turn my fairest, turn, if ever Yes I shall die, hu, hu, hu, hu. Da Capo. |