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 OHNNY R * * *72 gave a dinner last night,
 * The best I have tasted this season;

The wine and the wit sparkled bright,
 * ’Twas a frolic of soul and of reason.

For the guests there was Cooper73 and Kean;74
 * Bishop Hobart75 and Alderman Brasher,76

Buchanan,77 that foe to the Queen,
 * And Sherred the painter and glazier.

The beef had been warm, it is true,
 * But when we sat down it was colder;

The wine when we entered was new;
 * When we drank it, ’twas six hours older.

Mr. Kean, by-the-way, he’s no dunce;
 * His plate was so often repeating,

I thought he’d a genius at once
 * Not only for acting but eating.

Mr. Cooper, a sensible man,
 * Talked much of his scheme of rebuilding

The theatre on a new plan,
 * With fantastical carving and gilding.