Truth Not To Be Spoken At All Times

GARRICK was on a visit at Hagley, when news came that a company of

players were going to perform at Birmingham. Lord Lyttelton said to

Garrick, They will hear you are in the neighborhood, and will ask you

to write an address to the Birmingham audience.--Suppose, then, said

Garrick, without the least hesitation, I begin thus:--

Ye sons of iron, copper, brass, and steel,

Who have not heads to think, nor hearts to feel--

Oh! cried his lordship, if you begin thus, they will hiss the players

off the stage and pull the house down.--My lord, said Garrick, what

is the use of an address if it does not come home to the business and

bosoms of the audience?