He knew you very well, as I will show:
His pencil sketch’d you, and that seldom errs;
You’re all, whate’er you think, his characters.
How!—do you doubt it?—cast your eyes around,
In ev’ry corner of this house they’re found.
Observe the jolly grazier in the pit;
Why, he is Falstaff, fat, and full of wit;
In fun, and feasting places, his delight;
And, with his Dolly, emulates the knight.
Look at that youth, whose countenance of wo,