Heigho! says Kemble;
They dashed like devils thro’ thick and thin,
And over the benches came tumbling in,
With their roly, &c.
’Twill do, says manager Kemble.
Soon as they pass’d Will Shakespeare’s hall,
Heigho! says Kemble;
They thought the lobbies were much too small,
So they gave a loud roar, and they gave a loud bawl,
With roly, &c.