Star.
London, England, 1830-06-01 00:00:00

FASHIONABLE ECLOGUES.

SCENE.—The Family Mansion.
MR. MIL AND Miss LONCI.
Min Long.
Not go to Town this Spring, Papa !
Mamma 1 nut go to Town !
I never knew you so unkind,
You chill me with that frown :
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My sweet Mamma indulge your pet,
Entreat Papa to go—
Ah ! now I see you're weeping too, •
We shall succeed, I know.
Mrs. Long.
Alas ! my child, I've done my best,
And argued all day long,
But men are always obstinate,'
Especially when wrong :
'Tie for my girl I urge the trip,
Not for myself, alas !
But when I married had I known . . . .
. . No matter—let that pass ! • t
Mr. Long.
My dear, you know that I abhor
These silly discontents ;
You're quite absurd ; why don't you make
The people pay their rents ?
I can't afford to take a house--
-Nay, don't put on that sneer ;
For once be happy where you are,
We'll go to Town next year.
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Miss Long.
Next year, Papa! next yearffitamma !
You know I'm thirty-two,
(I call myself but twenty-six,
be this Is entre NOUS •
Next year I shall be thirty-three,
I've not a day to lose,
Oh let us go to Town at once,
I'm lost if you refuse.
Mrs. Long.
Your conduct, Sir, is moot absurd,
We went last year in June,
But Fanny had not a fair chance,
You took us home so soon :
Sir Charles was evidently struck,
I'm sure be would have popp'd,
But then he saw no more of us, ••:1
And so the matter dropt. 3
Mr. Long.
For sixteen springs to Town she went,
When Town began to fill
And sixteen summers she retirrnn7,—
A flirting spinster still !
And now the times are very bad, ,j
And tenants in arrear,
Dear love ! I really can't afford
To go to Town this year.
Mrs. Long.
Dear love, Indeed ! I ask you, Sir,
Has any one man got
One single sixpence he can spare ?
I answer he has not.
Yet in Haut ton arrivals, still
I see each neighbour's name ;
If other paupers go to town,
Why can't we do the same ?
Miss Long.
Does Not the Opera contain
Its customary squeeze ?
Have not the groves of Kensington
(lay groups beneath the trees? •
At Almack's happy radiant eyes
Outshine the chandeliers ;
And when I think of dear Hyde Park, '

—I can't restrain my teary.
Mrs. Long.
Of course, my dear ! you stay with us ?
Mr. Long.
Why no, my love ! not so,
My dudes Parliamentary
Force we, alas ! to go.
Mrs. Long.
You can't afford a house in Town?
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Mr. Long.
No, sweetest ! there's the rub ;
But I shall sleep at Batt's, you know,
And dine, love ! at the Club.
Mrs. Long.
The Club ! I hate that odious word,
The bane of wedded life:
Oh ! well the roving husband fares,
But chops may serve the wife !
And then the thins's a vile excuse,
Which we muss take perforce
" Where haw you been this afternoon ?"—.
"Oh l—at—the Club,"—of course !
Miss Long.
I bate them all ! but I abhor
The Atheneum most ;
They ask She Ladies Wednesday-nights !
—'Tis all a braggart bout:
To show the gilt and or mole,
Each eager member strives,
And seems to say, " Snug quarters these—
What can we want with wives?"
Mrs. Long.
rune, dearest Fanny ! dry your eyes,
A lee& range put on ;
I'll order you a sweet chapeau
From MARADAN Canso',
The Races and the Areheries
Will very soon be here •
Cheer up, my love ! you ;hen% be vcx'd,
We'll go to Town next year. B.
Nets Monthly Magazine.

THEA TRES.

COVENT-GARDEN.

The reports in circulation during the last week, rendered the ap.
pearance of Miss PATON and Mr. WOOD a matter of peculiar in-
terest with the lovers of the drama. Accordingly, a very full house
assembled to witness their performance of last night in Cinderella,
one of the most brilliant, musical, and melodramatic productions
of the season. Indeed, it may be said, that in the absence of a na-
tional school, our compilers and purveyors of " sweet sounds,"
have never made a more judicious Selection than in the
present ease. If what the French call, Le monde Theta.
Irate," were subjected to the ordinary rules of society, we
should not have calculated on the pleasure of seeing the hero or
heroine of Cinderella quite so soon. Judging, however, from the
reiterated plaudits which marked their entry and exit, we are jus-
tified in announcing that the public, that " unerring tribunal,"
exonerates them from those censures with which the harsh and
unfeeling portion of the world are but too pin to visit the real or
supposed failings of humanity. Although somewhat embarrassed
at her first entrance, Miss Parris; soon resumed her self-possession,
and never sang wish more sweetness or tffvet than during the rest
of the performance. The Rule, one of Rossini's most splendid efforts,
in the cantina style, was admirably executed and deservedly encored.
Mr. WOOD was also very successful. Upon the whole, we could
not help thinking that the two vocalists, who continue to occupy so
large &space In the fashionable and scandalous world, seemed to feel
as if they had come to crown a glorious victory, rather than to
meet the censures of the Public. Nothing could have been more
calculated to set off the charms of Miss PATON, than the double
costume alloted to Cinderella, and it must be confessed she availed
herself of the occasion. We never recollect to have seen her to
greater advantage. The two unnatural sisters were ably personated
by Miss Cat= and filiss Huonica. The former, who, as we
have before said, is rapidly rising into popular favour, appeared in
her favourite ebarater of Lodine, in the afterpieee, and was raptu-
rously encored in the only song allotted to her. Why does not
Mr. BARNETT, who has proved himself so able and original •
composer throughout the music of this inelo-drama, give Mils
CAUSE something more to do in her peculiarly fascinating style of
singing ?

MA DAME VESTRIS.—AII matters in dispute between
Madame Vest, is and Mr. Anderson have been amicably
arranged by the mediation of a mutual friend. In justice
to both parties it should be stated, that upon a full inquiry
it appears they have been the victims of misrepresenta-
tion; and the lady is now convinced that Mr. Anderson
was neither directly nor indirectly a to the intem-
perate and officious zeal of those who 11.11.1 her.