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Harlequin'* Opera.
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When Farce and when Mufick can eke out a Play,
Can write for the Stage, and contend for the Bay,
Hang Graces, and Mufes, vje need not their Aid,
7 Tis our 'Tunes that we trufl, and our tunes are all made,
Derry down, &c.
The Lord, and the Footman, the Squire, and the Cit.
Are charmed with our Numbers, are pleased with our Wit',
'Tis Whim that we follow, ''tis Fajhion we chufe^
To crown with new Honours the Opera Mufe.
Derry down, &c.
What, are you all dumb? all dumb! Nay, then 'tis meer
Envy; and, by the Lord Harry, I'll tFiumph over your Ill-na-
ture, as I have already over your Underflandings. Come, fit
you down, however, and fee if you can deny, Mr. Drama,
what is fo notorioufly due to the worfhipful Chaunter Bal-
lad, Efquire.
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SCENE V. Enter Hackum, as juft alighted $
fever al Sailors following with Portmanteaus^ &c.
Hack. Go, my bold Hearts ! carry your Lading to Mrs. Cheat-
i>/, my old Birth in Drury-Lane, and keep a good Look-out,
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