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B ALS), Parewell, Monsieur Traveller: Look. your liss and wear rasge
tyy, and alsort chide God for making you that countmace you are : er!
A. Yor. LWE IT, Act. IV. Sc. I
Annotation of the Commentators.
"To known, at least is should be, that | The moment night with dusky mas throughout
covers All countries of the Catholic persuasion, The skies (and the more daskily the bett Nome weeks before Shrove-Tnesday comes The time Jess liked by husbands than about,
lovers The people take their Hill of recreation, Begins, and prudery Alings aside And buy repentance, ere they grow devont,
fetter; Sloweser high their rank, or low their And gaiety on restless tiptoe hovers,
Giggling with all the gallants who bu With Siddling, feasting, dancing, drinking,
| And there are songs, and quavers, roari And other things which may be had for
Guitars, and every other sort of strummi
and there are dresses splendid, but fantast- | And therefore humbly I would recommend
“The curious in fish-sauce," before they Lasks of all times and nations, Turks and
The sea, to bid their cook, or wife, or ad harlequins and clowns, with feats
friend, gymnastical, Walk or ride to the Strand, and buy in reeks, Romans, Yankee - doodles, and
gross Hindoos; |(Or if set out beforehand, these may send U kinds of dress, except the ecclesiastical, By any means least liable to loss), ll people, as their fancies hit, may choose, Ketchup, Soy, Chili-vinegar, and Hervey, But no one in these parts may quiz the Or, by the Lord! a Lent will well nigh clergy,
starve ye; Therefore take heed, ye Freethinkers! I charge ye.
That is to say, if your religion's Roman,
| And you at Rome would do as Romans do, Tal better walk about begirt with briars, According to the proverb, - althongh no astead of coat and smallclothes, than put on
man 1 single stitch reflecting upon friars, If foreign, is obliged to fast; and you, Although you swore it only was in fun; If protestant, or sickly, or a woman, They'd hanl you o'er the coals, and stir would rather dine in sin on a ragout
Dine, and be d-d! I don't mean to be Phlegethon with every mother's son,
coarse, #say one mass to cool the cauldron's But that's the penalty, to say no worse.
bubble hai boild your bones, unless you paid
them double. Of all the places where the Carnival
Was most facetions in the days of yore,
For dance, and song, and serenade, and ball, aring this, you may put, on whate'er And masque,and mime and mystery,and more a like, by way of doublet, cape, or cloak, Than I have time to tell now, or at all, au in Monmouth-street, or in Rag-Fair, Venice the bell from every city bore, auld rig you out in seriousness or joke; | And at the moment when I fix my story, even in Italy such places are
| That sea-born city was in all her glory. ith prettier names in softer accents spoke, er, bating Covent-Garden, I can hit on place that's called “Piazza” in Great- They've pretty faces yet, those same Britain.
pressions still, Is feast is named the Carnival, which such as of old were copied from the being
Grecians, rpreted, implies "farewell to flesh:” In ancient arts by moderns mimick'd ill; called, because the name and thing And like so many Venuses of Titian's agreeing,
(The best's at Florence-seo it, if ye will), magh Lent they live on fish both salt They look when leaning over the balcony,
Or stepp'd from out a picture by Giorgione, * why they usher Lent with so much
glee in, mare than I can tell, although I guess Whose tints are truth and beauty at their as we take a glass with friends at
best ; parting,
And when you to Manfrini's palace go, dze stage-coach or packet, just at starting. That picture (howsoever fine the rest)
Is loveliest to my mind of all the show:
It may perhaps be also to your zest, thus they bid farewell to carnal dishes, And that's the cause I rhyme upon it so, dalid meats, and highly spiced ragouts, 'Tis but a portrait of his son, and wife,
lize for forty days on ill-dress'd fishes, And self; but such a woman! love in life! rause they have no sauces to their stews, thing which causes many "poohs” and "pishes,"
Love in full life and length, not love ideal, several oaths (which would not suit No, nor ideal beauty, that fine name,
the Muse) | But something better still, so very real, in travellers accustoin'd from a boy That the sweet model inust have been the eat their salmon, at the least, with soy ;!
A thing that you would purchase, beg, or Which smothers women in a bed 'of feath
But worthier of these much more jol Wer't not impossible, besides a shame:
fellows; The face recals some face, as 'twere with When weary of the matrimonial tether
His head for such a wife no mortal bother You once have seen, but ne'er will see But takes at once another, or another's.
Did'st ever see a gondola? For fear One of those forms which flit by us, when we You should not, Il describe it you exactly Are young, and fix our eyes on every face; Tis a long cover'd boat that's common her And, oh! the loveliness at times we see Carved at the prow, built lightly, bo In momentary gliding, the soft grace,
compactly, The youth, the bloom, the beauty which Row'd by two rowers, each called "Go agree,
dolier," In many a nameless being we retrace,
It glides along the water looking black Whose course and home we knew not, nor Just like a coffin clapt in a canoe,
shall know, Where none can make out what you s Like the lost Pleiad seen no more below.
I said that like a picture by Giorgione And up and down the long canals they ! Venetian women were, and so they are, And under the Rialto shoot along, Particularly seen from a balcony,
By night and day, all paces, swist or sla (For beanty's sometimes best set off afar). And round the theatres, a sable throng And there, just like a heroine of Goldoni, They wait in their dusk livery of woe, They peep from out the blind, or o'er the But not to them do woeful things belo
For sometimes they contain a deal of fi And, truth to say, they're mostly very Like mourning coaches when the funert pretty,
done. And rather like to show it, more's the
But to my story.-Twas some years ag
It may be thirty, forty, more or less, For glances beget ogles, ogles sighs, The Carnival was at its height, and so Sighs wishes, wishes words, and words a Were all kinds of buffoonery and dress
A certain lady went to see the show, Which flies on wings of light-heeld Mer- Her real name I know not, nor can gul
And so we'll call her Laura, if you plet Who do such things because they know no Because it slips into my verse with eas
better; And then, God knows what mischief may
She was not old, nor young, nor at When love links two young people in one
Which certain people cali a "certain a Vile assignations, and adulterous beds, Which yet the most uncertain age appe Elopements, broken vows, and hearts, and | Because I never heard, nor could enga
A person yet by prayers, or bribes or te
Of time, and time return'd the complim Husband whom mere suspicion could in- And treated her genteelly, so that, dre
She look'd extremely well where'er To suffocate a wife no more than twenty,
went: Because she had a "cavalier servente.” A pretty woman is a welcome guest,
And Laura's brow a frown had rarely b
Indeed she shone all smiles, and see Their jealousy (if they are ever jealous)
to flatter Is of a fair complexion altogether, Mankind with her black eyes for lool Not like that sooty devil of Othello's
he was a married woman; 'tis convenient, And could not sleep with ease alone at because in Christian countries 'tis a rule
night; To view their little slips with eyes more She deem'd the window-frames and shutters lenient ;
brittle Whereas if single ladies play the fool, Against a daring house-breaker or sprite, Taless, within the period intervenient, And so she thought it prudent to connect her well-timed wedding makes the scandal With a vice-husband, chiefly to protect her.
cool) I don't know how they ever can get over it, Except they manage never to discover it. She chose, (and what is there they will
If only you will but oppose their choice?) Her husband sail d upon the Adriatic, 'Till Beppo should return from his long And made seme voyages, too, in other seas,
cruise, And when he lay in quarantine for pratique And bid once more her faithful heart rejoice, (1 farty days' precaution 'gainst disease), A man some women like, and yet abuseHis wife would mount, at times, her highest A coxcomb was he by the public voice; attic,
A Count of wealth, they said, as well as Far thence she could discern the ship with
And in his pleasures of great liberality.
Music and dancing, fiddling, French and He tu a man as dusky as a Spaniard,
Tuscan; Staburnt with travel, yet a portly figure; The last not easy, be it known to you, Though, colourd, as it were, within a For few Italians speak the right Etruscan.
He was a critic upon operas too, Ile was a person both of sense and vigour- And knew all niceties of the sock and A better seaman never yet did man yard :
buskin; And she, although her manners show'd no And no Venetian audience could endure a
Song, scene, or air, when he cried “gecHa deem'd a woman of the strictest
catura." principle, so much as to be thought almost invincible.
His "bravo” was decisive, for that sound
Hush'd "academie,” sigh'd in silent awe; Batseveral years elapsed since they had met, The fiddlers trembled as he look'd around, See people thought the ship was lost, For fear of some false note's detected flaw.
The prima donna's”, tuneful heart would That he had somehow blunder'd into debt,
bound, And did not like the thoughts of steering Dreading the deep damnation of his “bah!”
Soprano, basso, even the contra-alto, And there were several offer'd any bet, | Wish'd him five fathom under the Rialto. Orthat he would, or that he would not come, Fer most men (till by losing render'd sager) W back their own opinions with a wager. He patronized the Improvisatori,
Nay,could himselfextemporizesome stanzas,
Wrote rhymes, sang songs, could also tell Tu said that their last parting was pathetic,
a story, la partings often are, or ought to be, Sold pictures, and was skilful in the dance as And their presentiment was quite prophetic Italians can be, though in this their glory That they should never more each other see, Must surely yield the palm to that which (A sort of morbid feeling, half poetic,
France has; Which I have known occur in two or three) In short, he was a perfect cavaliero, We kneeling on the shore upon her sad And to his very valet seem'd a hero.
knee, He left this Adriatic Ariadne.
Then he was faithful too, as well as
morous; kad laura waited long, and wept a little, So that no sort of female could complain, Aad thought of wearing weeds, as well she Although they're now and then a little might;
clamorous, She almost lost all appetite for victual, He never put the pretty souls in pain :
it the les
me promitted to
A thing that you would purche
vier Servente" is the phrase
up of litest circles to express str Wer't not impossible,
pernumerary slave, who stays The face recals some f
po the lady as a part of dress,
Word the only law which he obeye You once have see
is no sinecure, as you may guess ; coach, servants, gondola, he goes to ea And carries fan, and tippet, gloves, a
1 he/ With all its sinful doings, I must say, In momentary
Jeast | That Italy's a pleasant place to me, The youth,
Who love to see the Sun shine every da
already ; | And vines (not nail'd to walls) from t In many a know
to tree Whose co hould be go. Festpond, much like the back-scene a
play, Like the
| Or melodrame, which people sock to se every woman When the first act is ended by a dance
r isa grievous sin,) In vineyards copied from the south I said ed to have two men;
ught the custom in; Part
tes" are quite common, (Fo
nor cares a pin; I like on Autumn-evenings to ride out, An
(not to say the worst) | Without being forced to bid my groom which corrupts the first.
sure My cloak is round his middle strap
about, merly a Cicisbeo," Because the skies are not the most secu grown vulgar and indecent; I know too that, if stopp'd upon my rot e call the person a “Cortejo," | Where the green alleys windingly allus mode subsists in Spain, though Reeling with grapes red waggons ch recent ;
the way . reaches from the Po to Tcio, In England 'twould be dung, dust, or a dr erhaps at last be o'er the sea sent. Ten preserve Old England from
such courses! I also like to dine on beccaficas, het becomes of damage and divorces? | To see the Sun set, sure he'll rise to-morr
Not through a misty morning twink!
weak as rer, I still think,with all due deference A drunken man's dead eye in mau he fair single part of the Creation,
sorrow, That married ladies should preserve the But with all heaven t'himself; that preference
will break as In tête-à-tête or general conversation Beauteous as cloudless, nor be forced And this I say without peculiar reference
borrow To England, France, or any other nation That sort of farthing-candlelight wl Because they know the world, and are at ease,
glimmers And being natural, naturally please. Where reeking London's smoky caula
wwwand marriage which
n wand was form
that is now grow The Spaniards call Pour the same mode en
In short it reached And may perhaps a But Hearen pre
However, I still
'Tis true, your budding Miss is very
I love the language, that soft bastard L4 But shy and awkward at first coming out, / Which melts like kisses from a fel So much alarm'd, that she is quite alarming,
mouth, All Giggle, Blush ;-half Pertness, and half And sounds as if it should be writon si
With syllables which breathe of the su And glancing at Mamma, for fear there's
South, harm in
And gentle liquids gliding all so pati What you, she, it, or they, may be about, That not a single accent seems uncount The Nursery still lisps out in all they | Like our harsh northern whistling, gt ntter
ing guttural, Besides, they always smell of bread and which we're obliged to hiss, and