'Merrily danc'd the Quaker's wife, And merrily danc'd the Quaker!' Why not? Orpheus charmed the four-footed family with his fiddle: shall it have less effect on the two? “The innocent and the happy, while the dews of youth are upon them, dance to the music of their own hearts. 'See the blind beggar dance, the cripple sing!' The Irishman has his lilt; the Scotchman his reel, which he not unfrequently dances to his own _particular fiddle!_ and the Englishman his country-dance. [Illustration: 0089] With dogs and bears, horses and geese, * game-cocks and monkeys exhibiting their caprioles, shall man be motionless and mute? * There is an odd print of “Vestris teaching a goose to dance.” The terms, for so fashionable a professor as he was in his day, are extremely moderate; “Six guineas entrance, and one guinea a lesson.” The following song is inscribed underneath. “Of all the fine accomplishments sure dancing far the best is, But if a doubt with you remains, behold the Goose and Vestris;. And a dancing we will go, will go, &c. Let men of learning plead and preach; their toil 'tis all in vain, Sure, labour of the heels and hands is better than the brain: And a dancing, &c. Then talk no more, ye men of arts, 'bout keeping light and shade, Good understanding in the heels is better than the head: And a dancing, &c. Great Whigs, and eke great Tories too, both in and out will dance, Join hands, change sides, and figure in, now sink, and now advance. And a dancing, &c. Let Oxford boast of ancient lore, and Cam of classic rules, Noverre might lay you ten to one his heels against your schools! And a dancing, &c. Old Homer sung of gods and kings in most heroic strains, Yet scarce could get, we have been told, a dinner for his pains. And a dancing, &c. Poor Milton wrote the most sublime,'gainst Satan, Death, and Vice, But very few would quit a dance to purchase Paradise. And a dancing, &c. The soldier risks health, life, and limbs, his fortune to advance, While Pique and Vestris fortunes make by one night's single dance. And a dancing, &c. 'Tis all in vain to sigh and grieve, or idly spend our breath, Some millions now, and those unborn, must join the dance of death. And a dancing, &c. Yet while we live let's merry be, and make of care a jest, Since we are taught what is, is right; and what is right is best! And a dancing, &c. Sweetly singeth the tea-kettle; merrily danceth the parched pea on the fire-shovel! Even grim Death has his dance.” “And music, Eugenio, in which I know you are an enthusiast. The Italians have a proverb, 'Whom God loves not, that man loves not music.' The soul is said to be music.