[1] The brother and constant companion of ROSCIUS; the Mercury of our
theatrical Jupiter, whom he dispatches with his divine commands to
mortal poets and miserable actors.
For me, alas! who well compos'd the song
When lovely PEGGY[2] liv'd, and I was young;
By age impair'd, my piping days are done,
My memory fails, and ev'n my voice is gone.
My feeble notes I yet must strive to raise;
Boeotian Muses! aid my feeble lays:
A little louder, and yet louder still,
Aid me to raise my failing voice at will;
Aid me as loud as Hercules did bawl,
For Hylas lost, lost NYKY back to call;
While London town, and all its suburbs round
In echoes, NYKY, NYKY, back resound.