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CG-NH.762.009
22 May 1762:32 (372)
When their majesties were at Drury-Lane Theatre to see the
Winter's Tale, as Mr. Garrick was repeating the two
following lines of the occasional Prologue to that
celebrated piece;
For you, my hearts of oak, for your regale,
Here's good old English stingo, mild and stale.
An honest fellow cried out in the shilling gallery, "At
twopence a pot, Mr. Garrick, or confusion to the brewers,"
which was so well received by the whole house, as to produce
a plaudit of universal approbation.
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