Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PROLOGUE SPOKEN AT MR. SHERIDAN'S SCHOOL, by THOMAS SHERIDAN (1687-1738) Poet's Biography First Line: The scenes are new, and everything compact Last Line: Your bays tonight would turn to birch tomorrow. Subject(s): Schools; Students | ||||||||
Enter Scholar, riding on an Ass The scenes are new, and everything compact, And all our younkers ready just to act. But why this racket? Why this hurly-burly? Some laugh, some sneer, and some look very surly. You're mighty judges in your own conceit: Am I the only ass that rides in state? Our play's th' Adelphi -- I'm to be a brother, And my supporter ass to be another -- But, gentlemen, forbear; for, as it passes, The greater part among us are but asses. If you came hither to imbibe instruction, And to receive some wonderful production, Expect half-wit from th' officers of schools; Asses produce no prodigies but mules. Don't think that I intend to be uncivil; I shall not ride, like beggars, to the devil. Too oft, alas, am I accoutered thus, And forced to mount the standing Pegasus. Our Master still, which you will think a wonder, Exalts the dull and keeps the witty under. But ah! the tyrant then without remorse The rider lashes, who should lash the horse; And in promotion takes away command, For still the under has the upper hand. But hold -- how's this! -- who's that that yonder scuffles With beaver, powdered wig and cambric ruffles? I value not his pageantry a louse! Sir Fopling, know this is no coffee-house; Since you're so prudent as to come to school, You must observe the true scholastic rule; Our Master hates a self-conceited elf, And bears no noise but what he makes himself. He writes -- but I shall not reveal the myst'ry; We must beware of scandalum magistri. He that tells tales is worse than he that mitches; That man may come to school without his breeches. Who'd purchase vain applause with real sorrow? Your bays tonight would turn to birch tomorrow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN MICHAEL ROBINS?ÇÖS CLASS MINUS ONE by HICOK. BOB YOU GO TO SCHOOL TO LEARN by THOMAS LUX GRADESCHOOL'S LARGE WINDOWS by THOMAS LUX A LETTER FROM DR. SHERIDAN TO DR. SWIFT by THOMAS SHERIDAN (1687-1738) A LETTER OF ADVICE TO RIGHT HON. JOHN EARL OF ORRERY by THOMAS SHERIDAN (1687-1738) A PROLOGUE TO A PLAY PERFORMED AT MR. SHERIDAN'S SCHOOL by THOMAS SHERIDAN (1687-1738) |
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