Burlesque Plays and Poems

by Unknown

VI.

Sun, moon, and thou, vain world, adieu,

That kings and priests are plotting in:

Here doom'd to starve on water gru—

—el, never shall I see the U—

—niversity of Gottingen—

—niversity of Gottingen.

[During the last stanza, Rogero dashes his head repeatedly against the walls of his prison; and, finally, so hard as to produce a visible contusion. He then throws himself on the floor in an agony. The curtain drops—the music still continuing to play till it is wholly fallen.

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We have received, in the course of the last week, several long, and to say the truth, dull letters, from unknown hands, reflecting, in very severe terms, on Mr. Higgins, for having, as it is affirmed, attempted to pass upon the world, as a faithful sample of the productions of the German Theatre, a performance no way resembling any of those pieces, which have of late excited, and which bid fair to engross the admiration of the British public.