Front Page Titles (by Subject) PROLOGUE, - The Marriage of Figaro (or the Follies of a Day)
PROLOGUE, - Pierre-Augustin Caron de Beaumarchais, The Marriage of Figaro (or the Follies of a Day) 
The Follies of a Day; or, the Marriage of Figaro. A Comedy, as it is now performing at the Theatre-Royal, Covent-Garden. From the French of M. de Beaumarchais by Thomas Holcroft (London: G.G. and J.J. Robinson, 1785).
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Spoken by Mr. DAVIES.
- TO-NIGHT, a Child of Chance is hither brought,
- Who could be neither borrow’d, begg’d, nor bought;
- Nay, so alert was said to be the Droll,
- ’Twas well affirm’d he was not to be stole;
- But hence dispatch’d, back’d by Apollo’s warrant,
- A messenger has kidnapp’d this Wag-errant;
- Poetic Fugitive, has hither dragg’d him,
- And, safely here arriv’d, has now ungagg’d him,
- To plead before this Court, his whole amenance;
- Where, should you sentence him to public Penance,
- Oh, sad reverse! how would he foam and fret,
- And sigh for Paris and his sweet Soubrette!
- Where twice ten thousand tongues are proud to greet him,
- And wing’d Applause, on tip-toe, stands to meet him;
- Where the grim Guard, in nightly rapture, stands,
- And grounds his musquet to get at his hands;
- Where the retentive Pitt, all prone t’ adore him,
- Repeat his Bon mots half a bar before him;
- While every Bel-Esprit, at every hit,
- Grows fifty-fold more conscious of his Wit.
- If far fetch’d and dear bought give Trifles worth,
- Sure you’ll applaud our Figaro’s second birth.
- Nought of his present merit must we say;
- Bear but in mind, our Day’s a Spanish Day.
- Cupid, in warmer Climes, urg’d by the Grape,
- Calls not each petty violence a Rape!
- But oft his Votaries leaves intoxicate,
- Hence Figaro himself is illegitimate.
- Sanction’d by you, howe’er, this little Blot,
- So much in fashion, will be soon forgot;
- That Signature which each kind hand bestows,
- Shall make him well receiv’d where’er he goes!