Written and Spoken by Mr. GENTLEMAN.
DROLOGUES, like cards of compliment, we find,
Molt as unmeaning as politely kind ;
To beg a favour, or to plead excufe,
Of both appears to be the gen❜ral ufe.
Shall my words, tipt with flattery, prepare
A kind exertion of your tend'rest care?
Shall I prefent our author to your fight,
All pale and trembling for his fate this night?
Shall I follicit the most pow'rful arms
To aid his caufe-the force of beauty's charms ?
Or tell each critic, his approving tafte
Muft give the fterling ftamp, wherever plac'd è
This might be done but fo to seek applause
Argues a confcious weakness in the caufe.
No let the Muse in fimple truth appear,
REASON and NATURE are the judges here :
If by their ftrict and felf-defcribing laws,
The fev'ral characters to-night she draws ;:
If from the whole a pleafing piece is made,
On the true principles of light and shade ;.
Struck with the harmony of just design,
Your eyes-your ears-your hearts, will all combine
To grant applaufe :-but if an erring hand
Grofs difproportion marks in motley band.
If the group'd figures falfe connections show,,
And glaring colours without meaning glow,
Your wounded feelings, turn'd a diff'rent way,
Will juftly damn-th' abortion of a play.