A SHABBY fellow chanced one day to meet The British Roscius in the street, Garrick, of whom our nation justly brags; The fellow hugged him with a kind embrace; -- "Good sir, I do not recollect your face," Quoth Garrick. "No?" replied the man of rags; "The boards of Drury you and I have trod Full many a time together, I am sure." "When?" with an oath, cried Garrick, "for, by G -- d, I never saw that face of yours before! What characters, I pray, Did you and I together play?" "Lord!" quoth the fellow, "think not that I mock -- When you played Hamlet, sir, I played the cock!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...1914: 3. THE DEAD by RUPERT BROOKE AD LESBIAM by GAIUS VALERIUS CATULLUS WILLIAM LLOYD GARRISON by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THE SPOUSE TO THE BELOVED by WILLIAM BALDWIN THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 101. AGE: 2 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT DEATHLESS LOVE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE THE KITTEN OF THE REGIMENT by JAMES BUCKHAM |