OR, The Mistakes of a Night. COMEDY. AS IT IS ACTED AT THE THEATRE-ROYAL I N COVENT GARDEN. WRITTEN BY Doctor GOLDSMITH. THE FIFTH EDITION. LONDON: Printed for F. NEWBERY, at the Corner of St. Paul's Church-Yard, MDCC LXXIII., TO SAMUEL JOHNSON, L.L.D. DEAR SIR, By inscribing this slight performance to you, I do not mean so much to compliment you as myself. It may do me some honour to inform the public, that I have lived many years in intimacy with you. It may serve the interests of mankind also to inform them, that the greatest wit may be found in a character, without impairing the most unaffected piety. 5 I have, particularly, reason to thank you for your partiality to this performance. The undertaking a com- 10 edy, not merely sentimental, was very dangerous; and Mr. Colman, who saw this piece in its various stages, always thought it so. However, I ventured to trust it to the public; and, though it was necessarily delayed till late in the season, I have every reason to be grateful. I am, dear sir, Your most sincere friend 15 And admirer, OLIVER GOLDSMITH. BY DAVID GARRICK, Esq. Enter Mr. WOODWARD, Dressed in black, and holding a handkerchief to EXCUSE me, sirs, I pray-I can't yet speak- Pray wou'd you know the reason why I'm cry- The Comic Muse, long sick, is now a dying! 5 ΙΟ 15 20 But why can't I be moral?-Let me try— eye With a sententious look, that nothing means, I give it up morals won't do for me; To cheer her heart, and give your muscles mo- He in five draughts prepar'd, presents a potion: 25 30 35 40 45 |