Fraud now exhausted, only could dispense
To her fourth Son their threefold impudence.”
It is said that Ireland was so enraged at this publication that he broke the shop windows where it was exposed for sale.
After Vortigern and Rowena had been once played, and the audience had testified in the most unmistakable manner their disbelief in its authenticity, and contempt for its merits, Ireland yet had the audacity to urge Sheridan and Kemble to have a second trial; Sheridan, however, dismissed him with an emphatic negative. After Ireland had left the room, Kemble said, “Well, Sir, you cannot doubt that the play is a forgery.” “Damn the fellow,” replied Sheridan, “I believe his face is a forgery, he is the most specious man I ever saw!”]
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Old Tunbelly’s Soliloquy.
To stick to Hoy, or not—that is the question,
Whether ’tis better in the mind to suffer,
The pangs and aches of golden hopes deferred;
Or, trampling on my ancient principles,