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;
But we, we are not always gay!

VIGNETTES IN RHYME

"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.

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: