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When Jordan, foremost of Thalia's train,
Slept in the straw awhile in Drury-lane,
Duncan, the novice, seized the chair of state,
And play'd the cobbler's metamorphosed mate,
But soon to health restored by Warren's art,
Thalia's favourite re-assumed the part;
When lo! a gallery wag, (one Andrew Page,)
Who heard the glad announcement from the stage,
Gave the fair substitute this loud farewell —
" Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a Nell. "
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