Worthy sir, she exclaimed, right welcome you be, That you should have had such affront on your part, For love is a witchcraft, none can it withstand, Prologue, SPOKEN AT THE LOWESTOFT THEATRE, On Thursday, August 14, 1790. On Thursday, August 14, 1790, previously to the performance of the "School for Scandal" by Mr. Hamston's Company of Comedians, the following excellent Prologue, written by a Gentleman of Lowestoft, was spoken by Mr. R. Hamstow. Votaries of Pleasure! who delight to gaze On Fashion's scenes, in London's midnight blaze, Lowestoft, in whose delightful and invigorating sea-breezes the valetudinarian seeks for health, and the healthy for pleasure, stands upon an eminence commanding a fine and extensive pros. When college feasts have sore oppress'd the brain With indigestion foul, and vap'rous pain, Each Son of Science, whose great genius halts, pect of the German ocean; and presents in itself, when beheld from the sea, the most picturesque and beautiful appearance of any town upon the eastern coast. From the height of its situation, and the dryness of its soil, it is not exposed to any of those unwholesome damps and noxious vapors, which arise from low and marshy grounds. The shore here is bold and steep, being composed of a hard sand, intermixed with shingle, and perfectly free from ooze, and those beds of mud so frequently met with on many shores: this renders it firm and pleasant for walking. The steepness of the beech too is considered of singular advantage in sea bathing, as depth of water can always be obtained, without the machines pro ceeding far into the sea. Four of them are kept here for the use of the company, by whom this place has of late been much fre quented; and the Lodging Houses, in general, command very good views of the sea. The air at Lowestoft is reckoned remarkably invigorating and healthy; it is keen, but bracing, and particularly adapted to nervous and debilitated constitutions; provided there is no consumptive tendency. For a more minute and circumstantial account of this Town and its antiquities, I must refer the reader to "An Historical Account of the Antient Town of Lowestoft, in the County of Suffolk. To which is added some ursory Remarks on the Adjoining Parishes, and a General Account of the Island of Lothingland. By Edmund Gillingwater. London. 1790." 4to. one of the most interesting of our Topographical Works; as well as to "The Lowestoft Guide: containing a Descriptive Account of Lowestoft, and its Environs. By a Lady. Embellished with Engravings. Yarmouth, 1812. ' 12mo. a very useful and well-written Vade Mecum for the visitant. "Nashe's Lenten Stuff, concerning the Description and first Procreation and Increase of the Town of Great Yarmouth, in Norfolk, with a New Play never played before of the praise of the Red Herring. Fit of all Clerks and Noblemen's Kitchens to be read; and not unnecessary by all Serving-Men, who have short Board Wages, to be remembered. Lond. 1599." 4to; cont. 83 pages, is well known to every Antiquary. Swinden observes that Nashe, in his "Lenten Stuffe," designed nothing more than a joke upon our staple, red herrings; and being a native of Lowestoft, the enmity of that town and Yarmouth led him to attempt that by humour, which more sober reason could not accomplish. This from the stomach noxious bile wou'd send ; Full many a Rake, whose slender, shrunken shanks Like him, to winds and waves they mimic spout, The slope of the hill, upon which the town is built, and which was formerly one continued declivity of barren sand, is now converted, by modern improvements, into beautiful Hanging Gardens, reaching, by a gradual descent, from the dwelling houses above to the bottom of the hill, and extending nearly from one end of the town to the other. These gardens are most of them richly planted with various kinds of trees, intermingled with shrubs; and the "white alcoves, summer-houses, rustic seats, &c. with which they are interspersed, agreeably diversify the scene, as they peep from the dark foliage which surrounds them, and give to the whole an appearance entirely unique. These sloping gardens are not only delightful to those who possess them, but they also constitute one of the greatest ornaments of the town, and are justly considered as objects of curiosity and admiration. Here flows a tide that circles Britain's isle, O'er yonder western landscape's striking scene, + Although Lowestoft cannot be said to abound in luxuriance of landscape, yet the eye of the stranger must be gratified by beholding an extensive and beautiful prospect towards the west; where the Lake of Lothingland, majestically winding, forms a prominent feature in the scene. The admirers of nature can scarcely enjoy a more delightful prospect than that which is beheld from the church-yard, where sea, lake, and land unite to embellish the picture. The Lake, which approaches very near to the sea, affords glimpses of its transparent waves, with the small vessels gliding over their glassy surface, exhibiting a pleasing emblem of tranquillity, when contrasted with the turbulence of its restless neighbour, with ships of ten-fold magnitude dashing on her bosom. * Blundeston is about three miles distant from Lowestoft, and was formerly the residence of the Rev. Norton Nicholls. It is a beautiful spot: the wood, water, and decorations are tastefully disposed, and worthy the admiration, which has been so deservedly bestowed upon them. Mr. Mathias, in an elegant and well-written Memoir of his friend Mr. Nicholls, which is appended to his "Observations on the writings, and on the character of Mr. Gray, &c. 1815," 12mo. thus describes this charming retreat. Upon the best motives Mr. Nicholls retired from London, and resided constantly with his mother in the cheerless depth, and then uncultivated solitude, of his Suffolk Livings, where he passed his time in continued study, and in the exercise of his professional duties. But I must observe that, since his residence there, the country and the neighbourhood have assumed another aspect. As there was no rectorial house upon either of his livings, he fixed upon a place which I could wish that future travellers might visit, and speak of it, as we do of the Leasowes, I mean his Villa at Blundeston, which (if barbarous taste should not improve it, or some more barbarous land surveyor level with the soil its beauties and its glories,) will remain as one of the most finished scenes of cultivated sylvan delight, which this island can offer to our view. It was his own and his appropriate work; for scarcely a trace of its uncouth original features can be found or pointed out to the visitant. But to the eye of a mind, like Mr. Nicholls's, the possible excellencies of a place, |