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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396049" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Occasional Prologue, Delivered Previous To The Performance Of 'The Wheel Of Fortune' At A Private Theatre</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Since the refinement of this polish'd age<br>Has swept irnmortal raillery from the stage;<br>Since taste has now expunged licentious wit,<br>Which stamp'd disgrace on all an author writ;<br>Since now to please with purer scenes we seek,<br>Nor dare to call the blush from Beauty's cheek;<br>Oh! let the modest Muse some pity claim, <br>And meet indulgence, though she find not fame.<br>Still, not for her alone we wish respect,<br>Others appear more conscious of defect;<br>To-night no veteran Roscii you behold,<br>In all the arts of scenic action old;<br>No Cooke, no Kemble, can salute you here,<br>No Siddons draw the sympathetic tear;<br>To-night you throng to witness the début<br>Of embryo actors, to the Drama new:<br>Here, then, our almost unfledged wings we try;<br>Clip not our pinions ere the birds can fly:<br>Failing in this our first attempt to soar, <br>Drooping, alas! we fall to rise no more.<br>Not one poor trembler only fear betrays <br>Who hopes, yet almost dreads, to meet your praise,<br>But all our dramatis personæ wait<br>In fond suspense this crisis of their fate.<br>No venal views our prosress can retard,<br>Your generous plaudits are our sole reward.<br>For these, each Hero all his power displays, <br>Each timid Heroine shrinks before your gaze.<br>Surely the last will some protection find;<br>None to the softer sex can prove unkind<br>While Youth and Beauty form the female shield,<br>The sternest censor to the fair must yield.<br>Yet, should our feeble efforts nought avail,<br>Should, after all, our best endeavours fail,<br>Still let some mercy in your bosoms live,<br>And, if you can't applaud, at le'st forgive.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Byron">Byron</a><div class=q>
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