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TheTragedy of Tony Aston, Stage-Player : OR, His last SPEECH to his Followers ; POOR Tony, have you serv'd the Devil so long? Debauch'd the Youth with my lascivious Song ; I was your faithful pimp, and stroll'd about, To bring you Vassals, and I found them out. O! I have gain'd three hundred in a Day, Secur'd them in your Service by a PLAY: And yet, base Devil, for all my faithful Work, You suffer'd me for to be drum'd at York ; Then I despair'd for ever to have Bread, Unless I pick'd it up be North the Tweed; I thought a People, who their Country ---, Wou'd love a Rogue, like me, and tip me Gold : And so they wou'd, had not the preaching Train, And pious MAGISTRATES my projects slain. I rais'd Hell's Bulwark in it's chiefest Town; But LAW and GOSPEL quickly pull'd it down; I alter'd Love for Love in ev'ry Scene; And made a modest Play, a Farce profane : And mangl'd Hamlet Prince of Denmark so, Surely his Ghost complain'd, and wrought my Woe ; I was the Poet, and the Truth's Betrayer, I've been the very Devil of a Player. PITY me Sirs, for desperate is my Case; I leave your City without Gold or Grace. How cou'd I think to be a thriving Player, Who fix'd my Kingdom in the House of Pray'r? FAREWEL you Beaus and Belles, my faithful Flock Throw off Hell's Chains, and take the Gospel Yoke.
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1728 shelfmark: RB.I.106(100)
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