WEET Content, that wont'ft to dwell SW With cottage fwains in homely cell, And on the hearth to bake Thy coarse, but wholesome cake; By labour made to relish well Sweet Content! Round our cot thy balm difpenfe, And make with us thy refidence. CHOR U S. Sweet Content! &c. II. Sweet Content, thou can'ft not find Of vows and faithlefs fmiles, Round our cot thy balm difpenfe, And make with us thy refidence. CHORUS. Sweet Content 1. III. Sweet Content, come, dwell with me, Love fhall ever banish'd be, With his fantastic fires, And dreams of loose defires, Rebel to thy great decree ! Sweet Content! Round our cot thy balm difpenfe, And make with us thy refidence. CHORUS. VOL. I. Sweet Content! &c. ་ Round our cot thy balm difpenfe, And make with us thy refidence. CHORUS. Sweet Content! &c Mr. GARRICK's Addrefs to the Town, in the Character of the BUSY-BODY. INCE my good friends, tho' late, are pleas'd at last, SINC I bear with patience all my fuff'rings paft; To you who faw my fuff'rings, it is clear, To any gentleman not over nice, I'll fell 'em all again, and at half price. for no doubt, You all have fecrets cou'd I find them out. Each has a fecret fitted to his fancy! My friends above there honeft John and Nancy; How well their fecrets with their paffions fuit, Hearts full of love, and pockets full of fruit; Each jolly failor thus his mistress grapples, They look, and laugh, and love, and-eat their apples. Nay Nay where a hungry mind expects a feast, 'Mongft politicians It will get the leaft. They promise much-seem full-stare, nod, and pout, But fhould the ladies wifh, or want t'employ me, There's no French milliner can do it better. As for the gentlemen the rake, or beau, I wou'd not give e'm that for all they know ; But then they make 'em, and when made, they tell 'em: There is one fecret ftill remains behind, Which ever did, and will distract my mind P Why come out on this cold day? Why not keep, my tender fair, In the warm place where now you are? BABY. O dear mammy! all the loves, All the graces, pigs and doves; Hhh 2 (Doom'd, EPILOGUE to the ANDRIA. Acted at HACKNEY SCHOOL. Written by DAVID GARRICK, Efq. DAVUS speaks. UT why acts plays?fome formal Greybeard cries? BUT I'll answer that, who am not over-wife : And And our good masters, prudently discerning, then are We Like juftice, blindas Council we may fee } In PHYSICK practice is our best adviser, Now let me fay, Why with these English'rhimes, we close our play: |