Till we had eased the cash-encumber’d clowns,
I wrote and acted, ere long time had flown,
A scribble from my quill, produc’d a farce,
Which bore that day the name that now it bears,
Elated thence, with triumph I disdained
A country actor’s life, and having heard
That Mister Harris wanted some bold bard,
To lead his actors to old Nilus’ side,[120]
I left my manager, and took with me
A chosen fair one to console my steps,