Prologue to the Tragedy of Irene.
Each change of many-colour'd life he drew,
Exhausted worlds, and then imagin'd new.
Prologue on the Opening of Drury Lane Theatre.
And panting Time toil'd after him in vain.
Prologue on the Opening of Drury Lane Theatre.
For we that live to please must please to live.
Prologue on the Opening of Drury Lane Theatre.
Catch, then, oh catch the transient hour;
Improve each moment as it flies!