For I once was a star I've a notion
I've been tossed about all sorts of ways
Upon the theatrical ocean
But jealousy, spite and all that
Has brought me down to but a seedy 'un
It's been all caused by envy, - that's flat
For I once was a heavy tragedian.
Chorus: I've been a bright star in my time
Though now I'm reduced to a seedy 'un
In me you may please to behold
Junius Brown the tragedian.
You have all seen my name in the bills
Which is Junius Antonius Brown, sirs
And I flatter myself I have caused
Great excitement in many a town, sirs
My last shop was Garrick, Whitechapel
In a part that I could above any fit
My 'screw' sirs, for only six nights
Was two pounds and half a clear benefit.
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Since Kemble none like me's been seen
Yet naught but bad luck is my portion
My friends say I'm better than Kean
That my Richard and Hamlet's a caution
They say my declaiming's a treat
In the speech over Caesar by Antony
I can do the soft parts low and sweet
Likewise I can 'pile up the agony'.
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I search through the 'era' each week
And I 'write in' when talent's required
But they say they don't know me (There's cheek)
Of such insults and envy I'm tired
They offer me terms for a 'super'
Or ask if I'm up to 'utility'
But I'll starve and remain as I am
An artiste of wondrous ability.
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