John Maynard, and other persons of rank, who really were ashamed of
the cant and hypocrisy which then prevailed. In consequence of this,
our poet opened a kind of theatre at Rutland House, where several
pieces were acted, and if they did not gain him reputation, they
procured him what is more solid, and what he then more wanted, money.
Some of the people in power, it seems, were lovers of music, and tho'
they did not care to own it, they were wise enough to know that there
was nothing scandalous or immoral in the diversions of the theatre.
Sir William therefore, when he applied for a permission called what he
intended to represent an opera; but when he brought it on the stage,
it appeared quite another thing, which when printed had the following
title:

First day's entertainment at Rutland House by declamation and music,
after the manner of the ancients.

This being an introductory piece, it demanded all the author's wit to
make it answer different intentions; for first it was to be so
pleasing as to gain applause; and next it was to be be so remote from
the very appearance of a play, as not to give any offence to that
pretended sanctity that was then in fashion. It began with music, then
followed a prologue, in which the author rallies the oddity of his own
performance. The curtain being drawn up to the sound of slow and
solemn music, there followed a grave declamation by one in a guilded
rostrum, who personated Diogenes, and shewed the use and excellency of
dramatic entertainments. The second part of the entertainment
consisted of two lighter declamations; the first by a citizen of
Paris, who wittily rallies the follies of London; the other by a
citizen of London, who takes the same liberty with Paris and its
inhabitants. To this was tacked a song, and after that came a short