Epilogue Intended To Have Been Spoken For 'She Stoops To Conquer
'Enter' MRS. BULKLEY,
'who curtsies very low as beginning to speak.
Then enter' MISS CATLEY,
'who stands full before her, and curtsies to the audience'.
MRS. BULKELEY.
HOLD, Ma'am, your pardon. What's your business here?
MISS CATLEY.
The Epilogue.
MRS. BULKLEY.
The Epilogue?
MISS CATLEY.
Yes, the Epilogue, my dear.
MRS. BULKLEY.
Sure you mistake, Ma'am. The Epilogue, 'I' bring it.
MISS CATLEY.
Excuse me, Ma'am. The Author bid 'me' sing it.
'Recitative'.
Ye beaux and belles, that form this splendid ring,
Suspend your conversation while I sing.
MRS. BULKLEY.
Why, sure the girl's beside herself: an Epilogue of singing,
A hopeful end indeed to such a blest beginning.
Besides, a singer 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>
Agreed.
MRS. BULKLEY.
And she, whose party's largest, shall proceed.
And first I hope, you'll readily agree
I've all the critics and the wits for me.
They, I am sure, will answer my commands:
Ye candid-judging few, hold up your hands.
What! no return? I find too late, I fear,
That modern judges seldom enter here.
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poem by Oliver Goldsmith
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