EPILOGUE

EPILOGUE

HEIGHO! how chill the evenings get!
Good-night, NINON!-good-night, NINETTE!
Your little Play is played and finished;-
Go back, then, to your Cabinet!

LOYAL, L'ÉTOILE! no more to-day!
Alas! they heed not what we say :

They smile with ardour undiminished;
—we are not always gay!

But we,

VIGNETTES IN RHYME

66

leviore plectro."

THE DRAMA OF THE DOCTOR'S

WINDOW

IN THREE ACTS, WITH A PROLOGUE

"A tedious brief scene of young Pyramus,
And his love Thisbe; very tragical mirth."
-MIDSUMMER-NIGHT'S DREAM.

PROLOGUE

LL, I must wait!" The Doctor's

"WELL,

room,

Where I used this expression,

Wore the severe official gloom

Attached to that profession;
Rendered severer by a bald
And skinless Gladiator,
Whose raw robustness first appalled

The entering spectator.

No one would call "The Lancet" gay,—
Few could avoid confessing

That Jones, "On Muscular Decay,"

Is as a rule

depressing: