Friend of Humanity.
I give thee sixpence! I will see thee damned first—
Wretch! whom no sense of wrong can rouse to vengeance—
Sordid, unfeeling, reprobate, degraded,
Spiritless outcast!
[Kicks the knife-grinder, overturns his wheel, and exit in a transport of republican enthusiasm and universal philanthropy.]
[LIII.] SONG BY ROGERO THE CAPTIVE.
This is a satirical imitation of many of the songs current in the romantic dramas of the period. It is contained in the Rovers, or the Double Arrangement, act i. sc. 2, a skit upon the dramatic literature of the day.
Whene'er with haggard eyes I view
This dungeon, that I'm rotting in,