Excerpt from The Dramatic Works of John O'keeffe, Esq., Vol. 3 of 4Who wrote this play fome might be glad to know, And why a fecret-ul'll attempt to {hew-u A certain youth, his name-no matter what, Refolv'd to try if he could aét or not, And to be feen by all, by none be known, Fixt on this projefi to deceive the town, Cautious, or voice, or feature to expofe, Poor Mungo was the part our Novice chofe. He locks his door, and fmears his face with cork, Looks 1n the glafs, laughs, and admires his work; He dances, fings, and all [0 like a black, An elbow chair, the hamper on his back; Aflts of the manager to take a trial, And fpouting decent, meets with no denial. Pp go the bills, the Padlock now the farce is, So careful, even in black face he rehearfes; purious to know who this fame firanger is, We fcan each tone and trace the footy phiz. It's Mr: this-lord that-conjecture, doubt, Not one of us can make the younker out. The houfe is full, behind the culprit fiands, Now fear appalls, now h0pe his breafi expands; Peeps thro' the curtam, trembling cons his part, The prompter's bell now firikes upon his heart. Off plays the Overture; the piece begun Up goes his hamper, Mungo marches on He bows-confus'd, the loud applaufe he hears, A generous public diliipates his fears, Encouragement draws forth his latent powers, And approbation falls in grateful lhowcrs.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.