_Fusbos._ And o'er thy grave a monument shall rise, Where heroes yet unborn shall feast their eyes; And this short epitaph that speaks thy fame, Shall also there immortalize my name:-- "Here lies Bombastes, stout of heart and limb, Who conquered all but Fusbos--Fusbos him." _Enter_ DISTAFFINA. _Distaf._ Ah, wretched maid! Oh, miserable fate! I've just arrived in time to be too late; What now shall hapless Distaffina do? Curse on all morning dreams, they come so true! _Fusbos._ Go, beauty go, thou source of woe to man, And get another lover where you can: The crown now sits on Griskinissa's head, To her I'll go---- _Distaf._ But are you sure they're dead? _Fusbos._ Yes, dead as herrings--herrings that are red. FINALE. _Distaf._ Briny tears I'll shed, _King._ I for joy shall cry, too; [_Rising._ _Fusbos._ Zounds! the King's alive! _Bombas._ Yes, and so am I, too! [_Rising._ _Distaf._ It was better far, _King._ Thus to check all sorrow; _Fusbos._ But, if some folks please, _Bombas._ We'll die again to-morrow! * * * * * _Distaf._ Tu ral, lu ral, la, _King._ Tu ral, lu ral, laddi; _Fusbos._ Tu ral, lu ral, la, _Bombas._ Tu ral, lu ral, laddi! _They take hands and dance round, repeating Chorus._ REJECTED ADDRESSES. PREFACE. On the 14th of August, 1812, the following advertisement appeared in most of the daily papers: "_Rebuilding of Drury Lane Theatre._ "The Committee are desirous of promoting a free and fair competition for an Address to be spoken upon the opening of the Theatre, which will take place, on the 10th of October next. They have therefore thought fit to announce to the public, that they will be glad to receive any such compositions, addressed to their Secretary, at the Treasury Office, in Drury Lane, on or before the 10th of September, sealed up, with a distinguishing word, number, or motto, on the cover, corresponding with the inscription on a separate sealed paper containing the name of the author, which will not be opened, unless containing the name of the successful candidate."