While Angels with their silver wings o'ershade So peaceful rests, without a stone, a name, Poets themselves must fall, like those they sung, The Muse forgot, and thou be lov'd no more! 70 80 PROLOGUE ΤΟ MR ADDISON'S TRAGEDY OF CATO. [Addison's Cato which the author had kept by him in an unfinished state for seven years was produced at Drury Lane on April 14th, 1713; eleven days after the news had reached London of the definitive conclusion of the Peace of Utrecht. The Whigs attempted to identify Cato with the faithful remnant of their own party which still upheld the glories and liberties of the past; while the Tories sagaciously refused to recognise the analogy, and vied with the Whigs in applauding the play, Bolingbroke presenting Booth, who performed Cato, with fifty guineas 'in acknow ledgment for defending the cause of liberty so well against a perpetual dictator.' Addison disclaimed all political design, and waived the profits of the performances of the tragedy which continued for a month in London, and then recommenced at Oxford. See Cibber's account in the Apology. The epilogue was written by Garth, who dwelt chiefly on those amatory episodes in the play, which Schlegel has so successfully ridiculed. As to the relations between Pope and Addison see Introductory Memoir.] To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, 10 In pitying Love, we but our weakness show, Who hears him groan, and does not wish to bleed? Show'd Rome her Cato's figure drawn in state; On French translation, and Italian song. Dare to have sense yourselves; assert the stage, 1But what with pleasure] This alludes to a famous passage of Seneca, which Mr. Addison afterwards used as a motto to his play, when it was printed. Warburton. [It is taken from Sen. de Divin. Prov. and runs as follows: 'Ecce spectaculum dignum, ad quod respiciat, intentus operi suo, Deus! Ecce par Deo dignum, vir fortis cum malâ fortunâ compositus! Non video, inquam, quid habeat in terris Jupiter pulchrius, si convertere animum velit, quam ut spectet Catonem, jam paribus non semel fractis, nihilominus inter ruinas publicas erectum.'] Britons, attend] Mr. Pope had written it arise, in the spirit of Poetry and Liberty; but Mr. Addison frighten'd at so daring an expression, which, he thought, squinted at rebellion, would have it alter'd, in the spirit of Prose and Politics, to attend. Warburton. 3 As Cato's self, etc.] This alludes to the famous story of his going into the Theatre, and immediately coming out again, related by Martial. Warburton. [Martial. Lib. 1. Epigr. 1.] EPILOGUE ΤΟ MR ROWE'S' JANE SHORE. Designed for Mrs Oldfield. [ROWE's play of Jane Shore, which is only partly founded on history, was first acted Feb. 2, 1714, at Drury Lane. The character of Gloucester in this play is taken straight out of Shakspere. Great expectations were formed of the tragedy; and it was acted for nineteen nights. See (Geneste's) Account of the English Stage, The famous Mrs Oldfield supported the part of the heroine, but Pope's Epilogue was never spoken.] II. 524. PRODIGIOUS this! the Frail-one of our Play Just as a blockhead rubs his thoughtless skull, "How strangely you expose yourself, my dear!" Our sex are still forgiving at their heart; The godly dame, who fleshly failings damns, Scolds with her maid, or with her chaplain crams. Would you enjoy soft nights and solid dinners? Faith, gallants, board with saints, and bed with sinners. Well, if our Author in the Wife offends, He has a Husband that will make amends, And sure such kind good creatures may be living. [Nicholas Rowe born in 1673, died in 1718. He was a friend of Addison's; and did good service to the cause of dramatic literature by his edition of Shakspere, accompanied by a biography. In his own plays he adopted blank verse in lieu of the heroic couplet established by Dryden; but has nothing else to approach him to the Elisabethan tragedians. He is perhaps happiest in the delineation of female passion and weakness; but his Fair Penitent is a mere adaptation from Massinger.] In days of old, they pardon'd breach of vows, That Edward's Miss thus perks it in your face; Faith, let the modest Matrons of the town 40 Come here in crowds, and stare the strumpet down. 50 30 |