EPILOGUE. WRITTEN BY A FRIEND. AT length our bard has told kis dismal støry— Had we then liv'd-what crowds of volunteers! Lovers and op'ras should employ our cares, A milder sentence to receive, his trust is, |
EPILOGUE. WRITTEN BY A FRIEND. AT length our bard has told kis dismal støry— Had we then liv'd-what crowds of volunteers! Lovers and op'ras should employ our cares, A milder sentence to receive, his trust is, |