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Smi. Büt, Mr Bayes, how shall all these dead, comfort has a man to write for such dull rogues? men go off, for I see none alive to help 'em? -Come, Mr -- Where are you, sir? Come

Bayes. Go off! why, as they came on; upon away; quick, quick. their legs : how should they go off? Why, do you think the people here don't know they are not

Enter Stage-Keeper. dead ?-He is mighty ignorant, poor man. Your S.-Keep. Sir, they are gone to dinner. friend here is very silly,

Mr Johnson, 'egad, he is; Bayes. Yes, I know the gentlemen are gone ; ha, ha, ha! Come, sir, I'll shew you how they but I ask for the players. shall go off.-Rise, rise, sirs, and go about your S.-Keep. Why an't please your worship, sir, the business. There's go off for you now; ha, ha, players are gone to dinner too. ha!—Mr Ivory, a word.—Gentlemen, I'll be with Bayes. How! Are the players gone to dinner? you presently.

[Exit. 'Tis impossible! The players gone to dinner! John. Will you so ? Then we'll be gone. 'Egad, if they are, I'll make 'em know what it is to

Smi. I pr’ythee let's go, that we may preserve injure a person that does them the honour to write our hearing; one battle more will take mine for 'em, and all that. A company of proud, conquite away.

(Excunt. ceited, humourous, cross-grained persons, and all Enter BAYES and Players.

that. 'Egad, I'll make 'em the most contemptible,

despicable, inconsiderable persons, and all that, Bayes. Where are the gentlemen ?

in the whole world for this trick. 'Egad, I'll be 1st Play. They are gone, sir.

revenged on 'em :-I'll sell this play to the other Bayes. Gone! 'Sdeath! this last act is best of house. all. I'll go fetch 'em again.

(Exit. S.-Keep. Nay, good sir, don't take away the 1st Play. What shall we do, now he is gone book; you'll disappoint the company that comes away?

it here, afternoon. ad Play

. Why, so much the better; then let's to Beyes a trade se rend honester must reserve this go to dinner.

comfort to myself: my play and I shall go toge3d Play. Stay, here's a foul piece of paper; let's ther; we will not part, indeed, sir. see what'tis.


But what will the town say, sir? 3d or 4th Play. Ay, ay ; come, let's hear it. Bayes. The town! Why, what care I for the 3d Play. (Reads.] The argument of the

fifth act. town? 'Egad, the town has used me as scurvily as -Cloris, at length, being sensible of Prince Pretty- the players have done: but I'll be revenged on man's passion, consents to marry him;

but, just theni too; for I'll lampoon 'em all: and since as they are going to church, Prince Prettyman they will not admit of my plays, they shall know meeting, by chance, with old Joan, the chandler's what a satirist I am. Ånd so, farewell to this widow, and remembering it was she that first stage, 'egad, for ever.

(Exit BAYES. brought him acquainted with Cloris, out of a high point of honour, breaks off his match with Cloris,

Enter Players. and marries old Joan; upon which, Cloris, in 1st Play. Come, then, let's set up bills for anodespair, drowns herself, and Prince Prettyman ther play. discontentedly walks by the river-side. This will 2d Play. Ay, ay; we shall lose nothing by this, never do: 'Tis just like the rest.-Come, let's be I warrant you. gone.

(Exeunt. 1st Play. I am of your opinion. But, before we Most of the Play. Ay, pox on't, let's be gone. go, let's see Haynes and Shirley practise the last Enter BAYES.

dance ; for that may serve us another time.

2d Play. I'll call 'em in; I think they are but in Bayes. A plague on 'em both for me! they have the tyring-room.

(The dance done. made me sweat to run after 'em: A couple of Isi Play. Come, come; let's go away to dinner. senseless rascals, that had rather go to dinner

(Exeunt omnes. than see this play out, with a pox to 'em! What

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The play is at an end, but where's the plot?
That circumstance the poet Bayes forgot.
And we can boast, though 'tis a plotting age,
No place is freer from it than the stage.

The ancients plotted, though, and strove to please,
With sense that might be understood with ease;
They every scene with so much wit did store,
That who brought any in, went out with more.


But this new way of wit does so surprise,
Men lose their wits in wondering where it lies.
If it be true that monstrous births presage
The following mischiefs that afflict the age,
And sad disasters to the state proclaim;
Plays without head or tail may do the same :

Wherefore, for ours, and for the kingdom's peace,
May this prodigious way of writing cease:
Let's have, at least once in our lives, a time
When we may hear some reason, not all rhyme :
We have these ten years felt its influence;
Pray let this prove a year of prose and senses




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Bayes. No, sir, there are certain ties upon Bayes. In fine, it shall read, and write, and

me, that I cannot be disengaged from.” act, and plot, and shew, ay, and pit, box, and gal- He contracted with the king's company of aclery, 'egad, with any play in Europe.”

tors, in the year 1668, for a whole share, to The usual language of the Hon. Edward How- write them four plays a-year. ard, Esq., at the rehearsal of his plays.

Ibid, line 47.
Ibid, line 56.

“ So boar and sow, when any storm is nigh, Bayes. These my rules.”

Snuff up, and smell it gathering in the sky; He who writ this, not without pain and thought, Boar beckons sow to trot to chesnut groves, From French and English theatres has brought And there consummate their unfinish'd loves : Th' exactest rules by which a play is wrought,-- Pensive in mud they wallow all alone, The unity of action, place, and time,

And snore and gruntle to each other's moan."
The scenes unbroken, and a mingled chime
Of Johnson's humour with Corneille's rhyme.

In ridicule of this.
Prologue to the Maiden Queen. So two kind turtles, when a storm is nigh,

Look up, and see it gathering in the sky;
Page 217, line 29, second col.

Each calls his mate to shelter in the groves, * Bayes. I writ that part only for her. You Leaving, in murmurs, their unfinish'd loves : must know she is my mistress.

Perch'd qn some dropping branch, they sit alone, The part of Amarilis was acted by Mrs Anne And coo, and hearken to each other's moan. Reeves, who, at that time, was kept by Mr Bayes.

Conquest of Granada, part II. p. 48. Page 218, line 28, first col.

Ibid, line 16, second col. Two kings of Brentford, supposed to be the 6 Thun. I am the bold Thunder. two brothers, the king and the duke. See page Light. The brisk Lightning I.”. 239, line 16, second col.

I am the evening as dark as night.

Slighted Maid, p. 48. Ibid, line 58. See the two Prologues to the Maiden Queen.

Ibid, line 29.

Let the men 'ware the ditches;
Ibid, line 39, second col.

Maids look to their breeches ;
“I have printed above a hundred sheets of We'll scratch them with briers and thistles.
paper, to insinuate the plot into the boxes.

Ibid, p. 49. There were printed papers given the audience, before the acting the Indian Emperor, telling them

Ibid, line 46. that it was the sequel of the Indian Queen, part Abraham Ivory had formerly been a considerof which play was written by Mr Bayes, &c. able actor of women's parts, but afterwards stupi

fied himself so far, with drinking strong waters, Ibid, line 54.

that, before the first acting this farce, he was fit “Persons, 'egad, I vow to gad, and all that,” for nothing but to go of errands, for which, and is the constant style of Failer, in the Wild Gal- mere charity, the company allowed him a weeklant; for which take this short speech, instead of ly salary. Failer. “ Really, madam, I look upon you as

ACT. II. a person of such worth, and all that, that, I vow

Ibid, line 56, first col. to gad, I honour you of all persons in the world ; and tho I am a person that am inconsiderable in “I begin this play with a whisper.” the world, and all that, madam, yet, for a person

Drake Sen. Draw up your men, of your worth and excellency, I would”- And in low whispers give our orders out. Wild Gallant, p. 8.

Play-house to be Let.

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See the Amorous Prince, p. 20, 22, 39, 69, He is our long lost king, found for this moment, where you will find all the chief commands and But if your valours help not, lost for ever. directions are given in whispers.

Two of his guards, mov'd by the sense of virtue,

Are turn’d for him; and there they stand at bay, Page 220, line 19, second col.

Against an host of foes. “Mr William Wintershall was a most excel.

Marriage a-la-Mode, p. 69. lent, judicious actor, and the best instructor of This shews Mr Bayes to be a man of great others. He died in July, 1679."

constancy, and firm to his resolution, and not to

be laughed out of his own method, agreeable to Ibid, line 53.

what he says in the next act:Bayes. If I am to write familiar things, as “ As long as I know my things are good, what sonnets.”-See line 53, second column of this care I what they say." page. Page 221, line 10, first col.

Page 223, line 3, first col. “ Take snuff.” He was a great taker of snuff,

Hey-day! hey-day! I know not what to do, and made most of it himself.

nor what to say.”

I know not what to say, or what to think !
Ibid, line 26, second col.

I know not when I sleep, or when I wake! “ Intrigue in a late play.”

Love and Friendship, p. 16. The Lost Lady, hy Sir Robert Stapelton.

My doubts and fears my reason do dismay;

I know not what to do, or what to say.
Ibid, line 51.

Pandora, p. 46. As some tall pine, which we on Etna find

T' have stood the rage of many a boist'rous wind,

Ibid, line 56, second col.
Feeling without that flames within do play,
Which would consume his root and sap away,

Prince Prettyman and Tom Thimble. Failer, He spreads his woorsted arms unto the skies,

and Bibber, his tailor, in the Wild Gallant, p. 5, 6. Silently grieves, all pale, repines, and dies ; So, shrouded up, your bright eye disappears.

Page 224, line 29, first col. Break forth, bright scorching sun, and dry my

Bayes. There's a bob for the court.” tears.”

Nay, if that be all, there's no such haste : the In imitation of this passage.

courtiers are not so forward to pay their debts.

Wild Gallant, p. 9. As some fair tulip, by a storm oppressed, Shrinks up, and folds its silken arms to rest,

Ibid, line 35. And, bending to the blast, all pale and dead, Thimb. Ay, sir, in your own coin: you give Hears from within the wind sing round its head ; | me nothing but words.' So, shrouded up, your beauty disappears :

Take a little Bibber, Unveil, my love, and lay aside your fears,

And throw him in the river; The storm that caus’d your fright is past and And if he will trust never, gone.-Conquest of Granadu, part I. p. 55. Then there let him lie ever.

Bibber. Then, say I,
Page 222, line 58, second col.

Take a little Failer,
Bayes. The whole state's turn’d,” &c.

And throw him to the gaoler, Such easy turns of state are frequent in our And there let him lie modern plays, where we see princes dethroned, Till he has paid his tailor. and governments changed, by very feeble means,

Wild Gallant, p. 12. and on slight cccasions; particularly in Marriage a-la-Mode, a play writ since the first publication

Ibid, line 43. of this farce, where (to pass by the dulness of the Bayes. Ay, pretty well, but he does not state part, the obscurity of the comic, the near top his part. resemblance Leonidas bears to our Prince Pret- A great word with Mr Edward Howard. tyman, being sometimes a king's son, sometimes a shepherd's, and not to question how Amalthea

Ibid, line 7, second col. comes to be a princess, her brother, the king's Bayes. As long as I know my things are great favourite, being but a lord) 'tis worth our good, what care I.”—See line 37, first column of while to observe how easily the fierce and jealous this page. usurper is deposed, and the right heir placed on the throne; and it is thus related by the said

Ibid, line 33. imaginary princess :

Sung. In swords, pikes, and bullets, 'tis safer Amalih. Oh! gentlemen, if

have loyalty

to be, Or courage, shew it now: Lconidas

Than in a strong castle remoted from thee. Broke on a sudden from his guards, and snatching My death’s bruise, pray think, you gave me, tho' A sword from one, his back against the scaffold, Bravely defends liimself, and owns aloud Did give it me more, from the top of a wall;



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For then if the moat on her mud would first lay, / and honour. An ancient author has writ a whole And, after, before you my body convey,

play on't.The blue on my breast when you happen to see, Sir William D'Avenant's play of Love and Honour. You'll say, with a sigh, there's a true blue for me.

Page 227, line 42, first col.
In imitation of this.

Vol. Go on, cries honour; tender love says, On seas and in battles, through bullets and fire,


But honour says not so.
The danger is less than in hopeless desire.
My death's wound you gave me, though far off I

Siege of Rhodes, part I. p. 19. bear

Ibid, line 64.
My fall from your sight, not to cost you a tear ;
But if the kind flood on a wave would convey,

Bayes. I remember once, in a play of mine, And under your window my body would lay,

I set off a scene beyond expectation, only with a When the wound on my breast you happen to see,

petticoat and the belly-ache.” You'll say, with a sigh, it was given by me.

Love in a Nunnery, p. 34.
This is the latter part of a song, made by Mr
Bayes, on the death of Captain Digby, son of

George, Earl of Bristol, who was a passionate

Page 228, line 7, first col. admirer of the duchess-dowager of Richmond, called by the author Armida. He lost his life in

Bayes. Gentlemen, because I would not have a sea-fight against the Dutch, the 28th of May, any two things alike in this play, the last act be

ginning with a witty scene of mirth, I begin this

with a funeral.” Page 224, line 52, second col.

Colonel Henry Howard, son of Thomas, Earl of " John. Pit, box, and gallery, Mr Bayes !"

Berkshire, made a play, called the “United KingMr Edward Howard's words.

doms," which began with a funeral, and had al

so two kings in it. This gave the duke a just ocPage 225, line 19, first col.

casion to set up two kings in Brentford, as 'tis "Cordel. My lieges, news from Volscius the generally believed, though others are of opinion prince.

that his grace had our two brothers in his Genl.-Ush. His news is welcome, whatsoe'er thoughts. It was acted at the Cock-pit in Druryit be."

Lane, soon after the restoration, but, miscarryAlbert. Curtius, I've something to deliver to ing on the stage, the author bad the modesty not

to print it; and therefore the reader cannot your car. Car. Any thing from Alberto is welcome.

reasonably expect any particular passages of it. Amorous Prince, p. 39.

Others say that they are Boabdelin and Abdalla,

the two contending kings of Granada; and Mr Page 226, line 27, second col.

Dryden has, in the most of his serious plays, two Vol. Harry, my boots ; for I'll go range among contending kings of the same place. My blades encamp'd, and quit this urban throng.

Ibid, line 27. Let

my horses be brought ready to the door, for I'll go out of town this evening.

“I'll speak a bold word:--it shall drum, trumInto the country I'll, with speed,

pet, shout, and battle, 'egad, with any the most With hounds and hawks my fancy feed, &c.

warlike tragedy we have, either ancient or mo

dern." Now I'll away; a country life

Conquest of Granada, in two parts. Shall be my mistress and my wife.

Ibid, line 55, second col.
English Monsieur, p. 36, 38, 39.

Smi, Who is she?
Ibid, line 49

Bayes. The sister of Drawcansir ; a lady that

was drowned at sea, and had a wave to her "Fair madam, give me leave to ask her name.”

winding-sheet." And what is this maid's name? Ibid, p. 40.

On seas I bore her, and on seas I died;
Ibid, line 60.

I died, and for a winding-sheet a wave

I had, and all the ocean for my grave. “ Thou bring'st the morning pictur’d in a cloud.”

Conquest of Granada, part II. p. 113.
I bring the inorning pictur'd in a cloud.
Siege of Rhodes, part I. p. 10.

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Bayes. Since death my earthly part will thus

remove, “ Ama. How ! Prince Volscius in love! ha, I'll come a humble-bee to your chaste love: ha, lia !”

With silent wings I'll follow you, dear cous, Mr Comely in love!-English Monsieur, p. 49. Or else before you in the sun-beams buz;

And when to melancholy groves you come,
Jbid, line 20.

An airy gitost, you'll know me by my hum; “ Bayes. You shall sce a combat betwixt love for sound, being air, a ghost does well become.

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