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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=498935" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Prologue To The Scholars. A Comaedy Presented At The White Fryers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=498935" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A gentleman, to give us somewhat new,<br>Hath brought up OXFORD with him to show you;<br>Pray be not frighted--Tho the scaene and gown's<br>The Universities, the wit's the town's;<br>The lines each honest Englishman may speake:<br>Yet not mistake his mother-tongue for Greeke,<br>For stil 'twas part of his vow'd liturgie:--<br>From learned comedies deliver me!<br>Wishing all those that lov'd 'em here asleepe,<br>Promising SCHOLARS, but no SCHOLARSHIP.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=498935" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> You'd smile to see, how he do's vex and shake,<br>Speakes naught; but, if the PROLOGUE do's but take,<br>Or the first act were past the pikes once, then--<br>Then hopes and joys, then frowns and fears agen,<br>Then blushes like a virgin, now to be<br>Rob'd of his comicall virginity<br>In presence of you all. In short, you'd say<br>More hopes of mirth are in his looks then play.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=498935" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> These feares are for the noble and the wise;<br>But if 'mongst you there are such fowle dead eyes,<br>As can damne unaraign'd, cal law their pow'rs,<br>Judging it sin enough that it is ours,<br>And with the house shift their decreed desires,<br>FAIRE still to th' BLACKE, BLACKE still to the WHITE-FRYERS;<br>He do's protest he wil sit down and weep<br>Castles and pyramids . . .<br>. . . . . . No, he wil on,<br>Proud to be rais'd by such destruction,<br>So far from quarr'lling with himselfe and wit,<br>That he wil thank them for the benefit,<br>Since finding nothing worthy of their hate,<br>They reach him that themselves must envy at:</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Richard+Lovelace">Richard Lovelace</a></strong></div>

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