Even the tragedy of Lear was set to the tune of “When flying Fame” before it was known to the stage. Nor will it be unjust to the memory of the good and gifted Goldsmith to say that the Old Harper sang:—
Thus every day I fast and pray,
And ever will doe till I dye;
And gett me to some secrett place,
For soe did hee, and soe will I,—
before the gentle Angelina thought of saying:—
And there forlorn, despairing hid,
I’ll lay me down and die:
’Twas so for me that Edwin did,
And so for him will I.