CRIER.—This Court will sit the next time it is the Lord High Inquisitor’s pleasure that it should sit, and at no other period or time.—God save the Queen!
AN AN-TEA ANACREONTIC.—No. 3.
ΕΙΣ ΛΥΡΑΝ.
Apollo! ere the adverse fates
Gave thy lyre to Mr. Yates22. This celebrated instrument now crowns the chaste yet elaborate front of the Adelphi Theatre, where full-length effigies of Mr. and Mrs. Yates may be seen silently inviting the public to walk in.,
I have melted at thy strain
When Bunn reign’d o’er Drury-lane;
For the music of thy strings
Haunts the ear when Romer sings.