His smiling refusals don’t quite fill the bill,
Though he fancies the sugar will cover the pill.
See, brilliant and bright as an evening star,
Our “brunette contralto,” Lucebia LeBarr;
With Miss Mary Taylor, whose talent is fine,
Executes harmonies almost divine.
In stalks Frederick Peer, the “tragedian knight,”
So happy in “Hamlet,” so good to recite
The “Wreck” or the “Richards” either one, two or three—
A Booth in the future I think I foresee.