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Chiswick Mummers' play, 1860

G.W.S.Piesse (1860)

Context

Location: 
Chiswick and Turnham Green
TQ2077
Time of Occurrence: 
Christmas
Collective name: 
Mummers

Source

Author: 
G.W.Septimus Piesse
Title: 
The Mummers
Publication: 
15 Dec.1860, No.X, pp.466-467

Cast

Girl
Boy / Swiff Swash and Swagger
Second Boy / King George / Alonso
Third Boy
Doctor
Lord Grubb

Text

{THE MUMMERS}

{About this time of year the inhabitants of Chiswick, Turnham Green, and neighbourhood are entertained (?) with a queer sort of performance by a set of boys calling themselves "the Mummers." They dress in masks, and bedizen themselves in coloured ribbon and paper, then go from shop to tavern reciting the following jumble:-}

{ENTER Girl, with a broom.}

[Girl]

"A room! a room! pray guard us all,
Give us room to rise and fall,
We come to show you activity."

{ENTER Boy.}

[Boy.]

"In come I, Swiff Swash and Swagger,
With my gold-laced hat and dagger.
Once I courted a damsel,
She's often in my mind,
But now, alas! she's proved unkind."

{ENTER second Boy.}

[Second Boy]

"In come I, King George with my spear,
Once I gained three golden crowns,
As true as I was drawn through the slaughter,
I also won the King of Egypt's daughter."

{ENTER third Boy}

[Third Boy]

"I plainly see you are a king;
My sword it points, Alonso, unto thee;
A battle! A battle! Between you and I,
Let's see which on the earth shall lye."

{They fight, and the king is slain. They all shout,}

[All]

A doctor! A doctor!

{ENTER a Doctor.}

[Doctor]

"Is there a doctor to be found
To cure this man bleeding on the ground?
Oh! Yes, there is a doctor to be found,
And I am he, can cure him safe and sound."

{They all shout,}

[All]

What can you cure?

Doctor.

"I can cure the hitch, the stitch, the palsy, and the gout,
Pains within and pains without;
Bring me an old woman that's been dead ten years,
And nine years in her grave,
If she can crack me one of my pills between her nose and chin,
I'll forfeit two thousand pounds if I don't bring her to life again."

{The doctor then administers to the king, saying:-}

[Doctor]

"I'll give him a drop of my triple distill;
I'll warrant he'll soon fight again.

{The king rises.}

{ENTER Lord Grubb.}

[Lord Grubb]

"In comes Lord Grubb,
On my shoulder I carry my club,
Under my chin my dripping pan,
Now don't you think I a handsome man."

{Finale: Music and Dancing.}

{None but "N. & Q. can tell us what all this "mummery" took its rise from. I can remember it as an annual festival gradually degenerating for twenty years past, and the oldest inhabitants of Chiswick say, "It's nothing now to what it used to was."}

{G.W.Septimus Piesse}

{1, Merton Place, Chiswick, W.}

Notes

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