On the dancers of Drury Lane

Hail, all hail! my charming WEBSTER,

    Sprightly, skipping, sportive, spruce;

Troth, ‘tis you can make the step stir,

Faith, ‘tis you’re the pretty tripster-

    So thinks TED and MICHAEL BRUCE!

Talk of flying, you can ‘go it’

    Merrily, or I’m no poet.

CLARA, dear! be on your guard,

Take the advice of an Irish bard.

    From my lips, faith, ne’er shall fib stir,

    TED adores the witching WEBSTER.

Thomas Bryan