ON MR ****** ACTOR Rebekah Carmichael (later Hay) Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. T104666 Carmichael, Miss (Rebekah) (fl. 1790-1806). Poems. Edinburgh Peter Hill 1790 p. 71. 92p.

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ON MR ****** ACTOR GReat child of nature , well you play your part , Yet nature sure would need a little art . Excuse me ****** but I'm forc'd to tell , In nought so much as bawling you excell . And where there's no occasion for a storm , Your head's too giddy , and your blood too warm . For instance now , when men are making love , They bill and coo , as gentle as the dove ; But you , all foaming like a savage bear , Attempt with blust'ring cries to move the fair . How inconsistent , vain unthinking boy , To rage a tyrant , while you look a toy . You gain applause — good faith , I grant it true , Nothing like roaring charms the vulgar crew . But men , whose judgement's rather more acute , Astonish'd stare , with indignation mute .