If I knew that a worm had its turn.
These little pieces were admirably rendered by Mr. Alfred Reed and his company, and they won instant success.
I can see Mr. Clement Scott’s delighted face just under my box on the first night of The United Pair and hear his burst of laughter at the concluding line of the “Song of the China Collectors.”
But the one of the three comediettas upon which Joe spent the most pleasant care was The Friar—a little thirteenth century fancy of his own invention and for which he wrote the following verses, giving charming expression to the pique of a high-born damsel towards her proud lover and the sorrow of the shepherd swain who becomes the favourite of an hour.
THE LADY ISOBEL’S SONG.
Oh, if I be a lady fair,
I’ll weep for no lord’s frown,
And if my lord should ride away,