EPILOGUE TO MR. ROWE'S JANE SHORE. DESIGNED FOR MRS. OLDFIELD. PRODIGIOUS this! the Frail-one of our Play From her own Sex fhould mercy find to-day! You might have held the pretty head aside, Peep'd in your fans, been ferious, thus, and cry'd, The Play may pass-but that strange creature, Shore, I can't-indeed now-I fo hate a whore Just as a blockhead rubs his thoughtless skull, "How ftrangely you expofe yourself, my dear?" Our sex are still forgiving at their heart; There are, 'tis true, who tell another tale, II 15 20 Would Would you enjoy foft nights and folid dinners? Faith, gallants, board with faints, and bed with finners. Well, if our Author in the Wife offends, He has a Husband that will make amends: 25 30 He draws him gentle, tender, and forgiving, 39 To lend a Wife, few here would fcruple make, 35 45 Το NOTES. VER. 44. Who ne'er faw] A fly and oblique ftroke on the fuicide of Cato; which was one of the reafons, as I have been informed, why this epilogue was not spoken. VER. 46. Edward's Mifs] Sir Thomas More fays, she had one accomplishment uncommon in a woman of that time; she could read and write. To fee a piece of failing flesh and blood, In all the rest so impudently good; Faith, let the modest Matrons of the town 49 Come here in crouds, and ftare the ftrumpet down. Thomfon in his Epilogue to Tancred and Sigifmunda feverely cenfures the flippancy and gaiety of modern Epilogues, as contrary to thofe impreffions intended to be left on the mind by a well-written tragedy. The last new part Mrs. Oldfield took in tragedy was in Thomfon's Sophonisba; and it is recorded that she spoke the following line; Not one bafe word of Carthage for thy foul, in fo powerful a manner, that Wilkes, to whom it was addreffed, was aftonished and confounded. Mrs. Oldfield was admitted to vifit in the beft families. George II. and Queen Caroline, when Princess of Wales, condefcended fometimes to converse with her at their levees. And one day the Princess asked her if he was married to General Churchill; "So it is faid, may it please your Highnefs, but we have not owned it yet." Her Lady Betty Modifh, and Lady Townly, have never yet been equalled. She was univerfally allowed to be well-bred, fenfible, witty, and generous. She gave poor Savage an annual pension of fifty pounds. And it is ftrange that Dr. Johnson seems rather to approve of Savage's having never celebrated his benefactress in any of his poems. END OF THE FIRST VOLUME. |