 | The sequel of Henry the Fourth |  |
EPILOGUE
Written by Mr SEWELL.
Spoken by Mr. PENKETHMAN.In the Character of Feeble.
Was
not my Part an odd one for the Stage—
A Womans Taylor—and at Pinkey's Age?
For me, whose vigorous days of Youth are past,
To—fiddle—faddle—round a Lady's Wast,
To check the full-blown Breast, and fix the Stays—
Were things I might have done in former Days.
But now 'tis showing of a Sick-man Meat,
When he wants power and appetite to Eat.
Time was I wanted no such Provocation
To show my self—a Man of Occupation.
Then knew I how my Lady's Maid to wheedle,
And show her—la menage—of Thread and Needle.
A Womans Taylor—and at Pinkey's Age?
For me, whose vigorous days of Youth are past,
To—fiddle—faddle—round a Lady's Wast,
To check the full-blown Breast, and fix the Stays—
Were things I might have done in former Days.
But now 'tis showing of a Sick-man Meat,
When he wants power and appetite to Eat.
Time was I wanted no such Provocation
To show my self—a Man of Occupation.
Then knew I how my Lady's Maid to wheedle,
And show her—la menage—of Thread and Needle.
And yet how many Copies are of me
Who are not that—which they pretend to Be?
What is the batter'd Beau in Life's decay?
The Thing in earnest—I am in the Play.
Fond of the Race when all his Strength is gone,
He shows a List—of former Plates he won;
Such Prizes only prove his Case the worse,
—What are old Trophies to a Three-heat Course?
Your sleeping Citizen, that jealous Jaylor,
Is nought but Feeble—an unworking Taylor,
A sort of Guardian Invalid of Beauty,
Who keeps his Post—tho' he performs no Duty.
Who are not that—which they pretend to Be?
What is the batter'd Beau in Life's decay?
The Thing in earnest—I am in the Play.
Fond of the Race when all his Strength is gone,
He shows a List—of former Plates he won;
Such Prizes only prove his Case the worse,
—What are old Trophies to a Three-heat Course?
Your sleeping Citizen, that jealous Jaylor,
Is nought but Feeble—an unworking Taylor,
A sort of Guardian Invalid of Beauty,
Who keeps his Post—tho' he performs no Duty.
When such, ye fair ones, would your Loves disgrace,
Scorn them—and think of Taylor Feeble's Case.
Many may be, if you their Actions scan,
A Woman's Taylor—not a Woman's Man.
Scorn them—and think of Taylor Feeble's Case.
Many may be, if you their Actions scan,
A Woman's Taylor—not a Woman's Man.
| The sequel of Henry the Fourth | |