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Updated: June 7, 2025
To this day in Surinam the Dutch call them lyre-players. If there is any truth in the story, the grasshopper then had powers far in advance of his degenerated descendants; for now the grasshopper like the cricket has a chirp consisting of three notes in rhythm, always forming a triplet in the key of B. Gardiner, on the authority of Dr.
"Yes," replied the lady, "if you could persuade authors what we do for them, when we coax good music to grow on barren words. Are you an author, sir?" added she, slyly. "In a small way, madam. I have here three trifles tragedies." Mrs. Woffington looked askant at them, like a shy mare. "Ah, madam!" said Triplet, in one of his insane fits, "if I might but submit them to such a judgment as yours?"
"There are," replied Snarl; "only they are impossible, that is all. You have, however," concluded he, with a manner slightly supercilious, "succeeded in the mechanical parts; the hair and the dress are well, Mr. Triplet; but your Woffington is not a woman, not nature." They all nodded and waggled assent; but this sagacious motion was arrested as by an earthquake.
Triplet's natural impulse was to repeat most warmly his offers of service. He did so; and then, conscious of the picture, had a misgiving. "Dear Mr. Triplet," began Mrs. Vane, "you know this person, Mrs. Woffington?" "Yes, madam," replied Triplet, lowering his eyes, "I am honored by her acquaintance." "You will take me to the theater where she acts?" "Yes, madam; to the boxes, I presume?"
It was Sir Charles Pomander, who had slipped away, with the heartless and malicious intention of exposing the husband to the wife, and profiting by her indignation and despair. Seeing Triplet, he made an extemporaneous calculation that so infernal a chatterbox could not be ten minutes in her company without telling her everything, and this would serve his turn very well.
If you or I, reader, had read to her in the afternoon, amid the smell of roses and eglantine, the chirp of the mavis, the hum of bees, the twinkling of butterflies, and the tinkle of distant sheep, something that combined all these sights, and sounds, and smells say Milton's musical picture of Eden, P. L., lib. 3, and after that "Triplet on Kew," she would have instantly pronounced in favor of "Eden"; but if we had read her "Milton," and Mr.
'Ho! be ye ready to commence the work? and have ye advised together as to the beginning? True is that triplet: "Whatever enterprize man hath, For waking love or curbing wrath, 'Tis the first step that makes a path." And how have ye determined as to that first step? Noorna replied, 'O my father! we have not decided, and there hath been yet no deliberation between us as to that.
Not five hundred yards from the camp, myself and men were suddenly halted by hearing in our immediate vicinity, probably within fifty yards or so, a chorus of roars, issuing from a triplet of lions. Instinctively my fingers raised the two hammers, as I expected a general onset on me; for though one lion might fly, it was hardly credible that three should.
Now put that table and those chairs before me, so that they can't come right up to me; and, Triplet, don't let them come within six yards, if you can help it. Say it is unfinished, and so must be seen from a focus." "A focus! I don't know what you mean." "No more do I; no more will they, perhaps; and if they don't they will swallow it directly. Unlock the door. Are they coming?"
Vane asked his pardon for so absurd an error, and the pair left Triplet in all the enjoyment which does come now and then to an honest man, whether this dirty little world will or not. A coach was called and they went home to Bloomsbury.
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