Broad Grins / Comprising, With New Additional Tales in Verse, Those / Formerly Publish'd Under the Title "My Night-Gown and / Slippers."

by George Colman

Slipp’d the Dame’s note into the Friar’s hand,

As he was walking in the cloister;

And, then, slipp’d off,—as silent as an oyster.

The Friar read;—the Friar chuckle’d:—

For, now the Farce’s unities were right:

Videlicet—The Argument, a Cuckold;

The Scene, a Bow’r; Time, Twelve o’clock, at night.

Blithe was fat John!—and, dreading no mishap,

Stole, at the hour appointed, to the trap;

But, so perfume’d, so musk’d, for the occasion,—