1.
Ladies and Gentlemen, to day
With scenes adapted to th’ occasion
A Grand new Pantomime we play,
Entitled—Harlequin’s Invasion.
2.
No comic Pantomime before
Could ever boast such tricks surprising;
The Hero capers Europe o’er,
But hush! behold the Curtain rising.
And first that little Isle survey,
Where sleeps a Peasant boy, so hearty;
That little Isle is Corsica,
That peasant boy is Bonaparte.
4.
Now lightnings flash and thunders roar,
Dæmons of witchcraft hover o’er him;
And rising thro’ the stage trap door,
An evil genius stands before him.
5.
His arms in solemn state are cross’d,
His voice appalls th’ amaz’d beholders;
His head in circling clouds is lost,
And crimson pinions shade his shoulders.