 | The Fairy Favour |  |
PROLOGUE.
By a FAIRY.
Favour'd
mortals! ye, whose eyes
Pervade our nightly mysteries,
Would ye taste the simple scene,
“Be sure your bosoms be serene;”
Let not cruel frown, or sneer,
Come the fairy-revels near!
Pervade our nightly mysteries,
Would ye taste the simple scene,
“Be sure your bosoms be serene;”
Let not cruel frown, or sneer,
Come the fairy-revels near!
Hear, and obey our great command,
Or look and dread this magic wand!
The mighty pow'r, herein contain'd,
Poets, of old, have well explain'd.
Or look and dread this magic wand!
The mighty pow'r, herein contain'd,
Poets, of old, have well explain'd.
Thus I charm box, gall'ry, pit!
Waves a wand.
Patient and attentive sit:
Be to our errors very blind,
To our endeavours very kind,
Or all our fancies disappear,
Untimely lost in empty air.
Waves a wand.
Patient and attentive sit:
Be to our errors very blind,
To our endeavours very kind,
Or all our fancies disappear,
Untimely lost in empty air.
| The Fairy Favour | |