It sounds odd to us now, but contemporary sources... suggest how the archaic blackspeak that we associate with blackface performers had some of the aura of the later white appropriations of black speech.

To you, the Iust pretenders to the Bays; The Poet humbly thus a Reverence pays And you, the Contraries, that hate the Pains Of Labour’d Sense, or of Improving Brains: That feel the Lashes in a well-writ Play, He bids perk up and smile, the Satyr sleeps to Day.

“No night life, I'm afraid,” he'd told her, “They roll up the sidewalks at 8 PM."

Yet am I very fair, Kallikrates!'I hate thee, murderess, and I have no wish to see thee.'