DRAMATIS PERSONE.

INFERNALS.

Pluto, King of "Oh, no, we never mention it," an Imperious Deity.

Proserpine, his Queen "by Jupiter!" an Imp-rovident Housewife.

Minos, Lord Low Chancellor,

Rhadamanthus, Vice Chancellor,

Eacus, Master of the [hot] Rolls,

Clotho,

Lachesis,

Atropos,

Tisiphone,

Megara,

Alecto,

Imp-artial Judges.

Three Imp-enetrable Spinsters, "all of that
Parish."

Three Imp-lacable Furies.

Cerberus, Head Porter, an Imp-udent Dog.

Charon, a Wherry Ferry Funny Fireman-Waterman, and Imp-orter of Spirits.

Leader of Pluto's Band, an Imp-osing Professor, with an Imp-romptu performance.

Ixion, Imp-enitent Convicts.

Sysiphus,

SUPERNALS.

Phoebus Apollo, a shining character.

Pan, a Pan-tomimic character.

Silenus, a drunken character.

IMMORTAL MORTALS.

Orpheus, a charming Musician.

Eurydice, his departed Wife.

Bacchantes, Priests of Bacchus, Satyrs, Fauns,
Bacchæ, &c.

PROGRAMME OF THE SCENERY.

Pluto's Fire-side, with a peep at the Champs Elysées, but not à la mode de Paris.

"Hark! he strikes his golden lyre;
See the shady forms advance;
Thy stone, O Sysiphus, stands still;
Ixion rests upon his wheel,

And the pale spectres dance.

He sung and * * * * consented
To hear the poet's prayer-

Stern Proserpine relented,

And gave him back the fair."-POPE.

BARRIERE D'ENFER, EQUALLY UN-PARISIAN.

"But soon, too soon, the lover turns his eyes-
Again she falls, again she dies."-POPE.

Temple of Bacchus, on the banks of the Hebrus, Thrace.

A BACCHANALIAN PROCESSION.

Orpheus discovered sleeping alone, and waking beside himself.

An entire Country Dance, wherein several of the company will make beasts of themselves, in humble imitation of their betters.

"Orpheus, with his lute made trees,
And the mountain tops that freeze,
Bow themselves when he did sing."-SHAKS.

Orpheus' Pipe put out by the Baccha, who tear him, as is reported, into twenty pieces.

Swimming of the Head down the Hebrus,
(A Classical Complaint.)

"Yet even in death, Eurydice he sung,
Eurydice still trembled on his tongue;

Eurydice the woods

Eurydice the floods

Eurydice the rocks and hollow mountains rung."

POPE.

DESCENT OF PHOEBUS.

Origin of the Constellation "Lyra."

And conclusion drawn by the scene painter, and come to by the characters.

OLYMPIC DEVILS.

SCENE 1.-PLUTO'S Fire-side.

PLUTO, MINOS, RHADAMANTHUS and ACUS discovered seated on the left, at a table, drinking from flaming gobletssix attendant FIENDS and two IMPs in waiting behind them. On the right, PROSERPINE, with the THREE FURIES · and the THREE FATES, seated at a table, drinking gunpowder tea out of a fiery tea-service; two IMPs attending. In the centre stands a red Throne, with two seats, which is ascended by steps: immediately beneath is the Woolsack, scarlet colour.

Glee and Chorus-PLUTO, RHADAMANTFUS, EACUS, &c.Air, "Mynheer Vandunck,"

Olympian Jove,

In his bowers above,

Drinks nectar by gallons gayly;

But our thirst we slake

From a brimstone lake,

Which is "warm without sugar," daily.

Singing, oh that a pool of punch had we,
Instead of a flaming sulphur sea!

Pluto. Another bowl-full of that nasty stuff!
One must drink something.

Pro. Sure you've drank enough;

You set a bad example to all Hades.

Your coffee's ready: come and join the ladies.

-Some coffee, ma'am, for

Minos. Ay, ay-no more.

me:

I'm scarce as sober as a judge should be. (Taking a seat

next to ATROPOS.)

VOL. IV.-2

Pro. I thought Lord Minos would the first be a'ter

us:

Do you take cream?

Minos. A little cream of Tartarus.

(TO FATES.) Well, ladies, hard at work whatever wind stirs :

I vow you Fates are most industrious spinsters.
Miss Clotho, there, man's destiny beginning,
Life's thread, at tea, like a tea-to-tum spinning;
And then Miss Lachesis that same thread measures,
Taking great pains, but giving little pleasures;
Last comes Miss Atropos, her part fulfilling, «
And cuts poor morials off without a shilling:
The saddest sister of the fatal three,

Daughter indeed of shear necessity-(Taking up large shears which hang at ATROPOs' side.)

Plying her awful task with due decorum,

A never ceasing game of snip-snap-snorum. (Snapping the shears.)

For help, alas! man pleads to her in vain

Her motto's" Cut and never come again."

Pluto. Well, that's no news.-Who's seen the even

ing paper? How are the funds?

Pro. Mine, sir, are rather taper. (Holding up an empty purse.)

Pluto. Already? Well, of all the burning shames! When you've just drawn your quarter-Sparks and flames!

The god of riches might be ruined thus

A

My name, ma'am, is Pluto, and not Plutus.
How have you melted all that sum away?
Pro. Lost a cool hundred t'other night at play.
Pluto Lost a cool hundred! Why, thou queen of

sin,

Is this a place to lose cool hundreds in?

Minos. Come, come, you're warm