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- Object: The pattern or dignity and grace, opening the wedding ball
After the title: 'vide London Tavern Festivals for Oct 1812 Plate 2'. The ball which followed the dinner at the London Tavern, see No. 11945: the Mayor dances hand in hand with Mrs. Abrahams, his body taking an exaggeratedly graceful curve, with his sword and mayoral chain swinging sideways. He says: "I ad-Myer your grace, / Put me out of the Case, / To none twill give place." A tall man standing behind the bride watches her partner, saying, "D-d warm work tho' he is as red as a boil'd Lobster!" On the extreme right an elderly Jew addresses the very short father of the bride, spreading his fingers in admiration: "My Cot t'is charmings your daughtersh dance quite as vell as her partnersh." Myers: "Yesh she ish de true Spawn of de Moders. she vas dance wells ven no greater dan a Shrimpsh." In his pocket is a paper: 'A fine Cod to be sent to Spring Gard[en]'. Behind them a plebeian-looking couple dance facing each other; he asks: "Do you think this any thing like my Lords step Miss Pattypan." On the extreme left a man advances to a lady who stands watching the bride and her partner: "Now Miss Ragbag if you please wee'll try to shew off our Graces!"
In the background spectators are grouped near the wall and below the musicians' gallery. The bridegroom leans towards the bride's mother who is indicated by jewellery in the form of fish, and by a border of embroidered fish on the edge of her gown. She says: "He vas make me tink of Tavid ven he dance pefore de Ark! vat you call dis Tance." He answers: "Tish call'd Cots headsh and shouldersh or my Lord Maresh delight—my Vife make very pretty Lady Maresh." Under the gallery stands a Jew watching the Lord Mayor; a young man says to him: "Prime! e'nt it Mr Solomons My Mare is pretty skittish but nothing like that Da-e." Solomans: "Ah dot is dansh he kicksh his legs all as von as de Vestris." A man bows before a seated lady, saying: "If it is agreable to you Mrs Ling wee'l call—the trip to Billinsgate." After the title (see No. 11932):
'Hunter of Fame, and Folly too,
No more we Hunt for mirth with You
November come Adieu! Adieu!'
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Height: 247 millimetres
Width: 362 millimetres
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- (Description and comment from M. Dorothy George, 'Catalogue of Political and Personal Satires in the British Museum', IX, 1949)
The Lord Mayor, whose term of office was almost over, opened the wedding ball with the bride. The dinner began at four, the party did not end till five a.m.
Rubens, No. 298.
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