ABSTRACT
extempore, and to pour forth innumerable, if requir’d. In this I doubt Mr. Tibbald. Secondly, he ought to sing, and intrepidly, patulo ore: Here, I confess the excellency of Mr. Cibber. Thirdly, he ought to carry a lyre about with him: If a large one be thought too cumbersome, a small one may be contrived to hang about the neck, like an order, and be very much a grace to the person. Fourthly, he ought to have a good stomach, to eat and drink whatever his betters think fit; and therefore it is in this high office as in many others, no puny constitution can discharge it. I do not think Cibber or Tibbald here so happy: but rather a stanch, vigorous, season’d, and dry old gentleman, whom I have in my eye.
