As Duke of Cornwall, how he used to cry,

And now he's Prince of Whales—oh! wont he blubber!

Pray, Mrs. Lilly, when is His Royal Highness to be dressed en grande tenue? Don't know, my lady; at present he is dressed in the nursery.

The Parlour and The Cellar.

THE PARLOUR AND THE CELLAR.

"Most epic poets plunge in medias res,"

So, as the better plan with scenes like these

(At least, the quicker),

I treat the past as a "foregone conclusion,"