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Harlequin'* Opera. £¥•
Here be de fine Dancer dat jump a fo high,
And call de huge Dragon from out of de Sky J
Defe be de prettya Ting dat Charma de Age,
Dat Jiarvea de Poet, and honour de Stage.
raree Show, &c.
SCENE XV. Mrs. Foible'; Houfe. Foible and
Pratcle.
Foib. Prattle !
Prat. Mem!
Foib, Wnen was Mr- Smooth here?
Prat. Why laft Night, Mem, when he waited on your La'-
fhip to the Mafquerade.
Foib. O dear, I had forgot People of Fafliion have fo
many Engagements, that they quite diforder the Memory
But your fliort Memory is intirely the Fafliion yourStatef-
man forgets his Promifes, your Courtier his Debts, your Pried
his Morality, your Tradefman his Honefty.
Prat. And your La'fhip your old Fafhions.
Foib. That's true, Prattle ; I hate old Fafliions ; — I would
not eat, if I could help it, meerly becaufe 'tis an old Fafliion;
and your Vulgar have the Aflurance to Eat, as well as your
Perfons of Quality. Oh Ged, I love your Man of Qua-
lity, his Dreis is fo negligently modifli, his Bow fo gent-
ly graceful, and his Language fo fweetly perfwafive, that, in
my Opinion, he is the fineft Character in Life: 'tis perfectly
a Pleafure to hear fuch a one talk, and, were there not a fort
of Bewitchment in Yariety, I would not admit of an humble
Servant that was not a Man of Quality,
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