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Eælaps* Kes beneath, and shows by their pen and ink sketches, with the his panting the rapid pace of death. vividness and intelligibility of the On the other side of the groupe, vir, composition, general character, hartuous love, with “vans dejected," mony of lines, &c. without attending holds forth the arrow to an approach to the details. ing troop of Sylvan people, fauns, And now, most pleasant of readrams, goats, satyrs, and satyr-mo- ers, I must take off my hat to you. thers, pressing their children tighter I had fully purposed, in this article, with their fearful hands, who hurry to have lectured amply on Giulio; along, from the left, in a sunken path and then touching lightly, for the between the foreground and a rocky present, on Primaticcio, to bave enwall, on whose lowest ridge a brook- joyed myself among the elegant guardian pours from her urn her groups of the seducing Parmegiano; grief-telling waters. Above, and but this has not been vouchsafed unto more remote than the Ephidryad, me to do. My fixed limits are filled another female, rending her locks, ap- with most unintentional other guess pears among the vine-festooned pil- stuff; and the application of my lars of an unshorn grove. The centre prose motto, from “ The learned of the picture is filled by shady mea- Maister Selden," is as clear as-this dows, sinking down to a river-mouth: glass of Sherris. However, the -beyond is « the vast strength of the printer must contrive to edge in my ocean-stream," from whose floor the little list below.

VALETE. extinguisher of stars, rosy Aurora, drives furiously up her brine-washed Prints from Giulio Romano. steeds, to behold the death-pangs of The Death of Procris ; inscribed at bot. her rival. I am not aware that Giulio

tom, “ Julius Romanus, inventor," ever painted The Lament for Procris, and the chiffre of the engraver, G. Mai

The print before me (by Giorgio tuano (Ghisi), about 11. lls. 6d. or Ghisi) is plainly made from a drawing,

21. 2s. Od. according to the brilliancy of or paper sketch ; a custom among the the impression. Retouched by Thomas.

sinus, and bearing his name. 58. or 6s. old Italian engravers, easily proved by M. Antonio's celebrated St. Cecilia Hylas, a Nymphis Raptus, a very singu

lar yet beautiful composition of twenty with the black Collar (a very fine im

figures (including dogs), very desirable, pression of it is worth from twenty to as characteristic of his genuine style. thirty guineas !) after a design of Raf

(Sante Bartoli.) 5s. or 6s. perhaps not fäello, differing much from the pic- so much. ture engraved by Bonosone, Strange, The Hours lending out the Horses of the Massard, &c.; by his Parnassus, Sun; in a very high taste of poetry: faJudgment of Paris, The Virgin with mous by the criticism of Sir Joshua. the long Thigh, &c. &c. Also by this (Ditto.) 28. 6d. or 3s. very Ghisi's Angles of the Sistine Jupiter suckled by the Goat Analthea, Chapel, after M. Agnolo;

by Carag

and fed with Honey by the Nymphs. lio's Loves of the Gods, The Labours

(Ditto.) 38. or 48. If you can spare

the cash, I advise you to buy Bonosone's of Hercules, after Rosso (le maître

print, (without name,) taken, as I Roux), and The Marriage of the Vir.

should imagine, from a drawing : you gin; and not to multiply examples, will find it either at Woodburne's or from Parmegiano's Vulcan throwing Colnaghi's, to a certainty, for 11. 11s. 6d. the Net, by Gaspar Reverdinus, and or 21. 2s. Od. N. B. It is not one of Juthe same master's Mars and Venus, lio Bo's (as he signs himself sometimes) with Vulcan at the Forge (in its first best things, by any means; but it has state), by Æneas Vicus, in which ten times the feeling and ease of Bar. last EXTREMELY RARE plate this fact

toli's etching. is very apparent. I notice this, to L'Enfance de Jupiter; totally different account for the thick, coarse, careless

from the preceding. Prettily engraved

by Patas, in the Palais Royalc. 58. outlines of many old prints, as well as for the want of beauty in the fea- The Dance of Apollo and the Muses ; from

the small picture, a very highly finished tures; which proceeded not from in

print, by Raphael Urbin Massard. competency, but from neglect: the 21. 2s. Od. or Il. lls. 6d. old masters satisfying themselves, in The Triumph of Vespasian ; large folia

Ovid says that he was transformed into a stone before the present event; but I don't chuse to believe him.

size, engraved, in the Crozat Collection, pression of this scarce plate, at Mr. Trip by L. Desplaces. 10s. or 7s. 6d. There hook's, the bookseller, three or four are likewise two other prints of this ; one years ago, and never met with its fellow in the Musèe Français, and the other, till the other day, at Mr. Colnaghi's. It in the little Galèric de Fithol.

now hides its diminished head.
From Teodoro Ghisi.

Mr. Triphook
has now

the finest St. HuVenus withholding Adonis from the Chase; bert, by Albert Durer, I suppose, that

a very rich upright; most elaborately can be produced. It is a match for my finished by G. Mantuano. 11. 1s. Od. or friend Weathercock's M. Antonio, the 21. 28. Od. I picked up a beautiful im- far-famed St. Cecilia.

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Then, spent with weary wandering, on the bank

All tissued with sweet flowers, I flung my side;
And bathed my forehead in the herbage dank

That sprouted cool beneath the willows wide:
There was the spot where broken hearts might hide,

So thought I, from the world of evil men;
Gazing for ever on the silver tide,

Or listening to the murmurs of the glen,
Or echo sweet that woke its hollow sounds again.
How lovely were it thus, from day to day,

To glide through life, from all it's troubles clear,
To leave at morn my rushy couch to pray,

Then forth and walk, companion'd by the deer,
And timorous hare, and wood-dove cooing near,

The friend of every innocent wild thing
That wing'd or grazed beside me without fear,

All in those secret arbours worshipping,
As once in paradise, their lonely pilgrim king.
And what were wealth to me? those little flowers,

Were they not richer than the gems of Inde?
What kingly tapestry like those waving bowers ?

What throne so glorious as that wild rock lined
With golden moss, with love-sick rose entwined?

What were the banquet of the proud saloon
To the young almond's pulp, the citron's rind

That scoop'd the stream, when the pure feast was done?
Those are the Hermit's joys, to kings and courts unknown.
And when the twilight sent her pearly star

To tell me that the hour of rest was come,
My music be the waterfall afar,

The hunter's mellow cornet winding home,
The bleat of distant folds, the wild bee's hum,

Like evening's anthem rising to the skies,-
Then turn to sleep within that rushy room

Where slumber never from the Hermit flies,
Till morn looks smiling in, and breathes upon his eyes.
So mused I in a dim, delicious trance,

Till dreams upon my sinking eyelids clung.
A shout awoke me, swift and strong the lance

That through the thicket o'er my forehead sung.
Half blind and dizzy to my steed I sprung,

Beside his shrinking hoof a knight lay slain.
Fierce fight was round me, spear and mace, high swung,

Through proud helms crash'd their way; blood gush'd like rain,
And all was trumpet-bursts, and yells of mortal pain. Ωτος. .

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THE DRAMA.

No. XXI. A FRIEND of ours once intended 5. The red Demon of the Hartz Forest, to favour the world with an essay on

or the three Charcoal Burners !! the subject of the title-pages of 6. The Jew, the Gamester, the Seducer, books. We think that the titles the Murderer, and the Thief!!!which dramatic authors adopt, for NB. This last, in the play-bills, is the purpose of irritating their produc- also distinguished by the title of a tions into notoriety, would afford domestic tale!even a more fertile theme. The va- We are almost ashamed of descendriety which is to be seen in and about ing from such a magnificent enumeLondon is (as Mr. Sampson would ration to common every-day matters: say). “ prodigious !” There are some but we must not omit to mention of all sorts

that the Cobourg dramatists have From grave to gay, from lively to severe, ventured upon another subject of from Sebastian the Fourth, to Loy

some interest; which, inasmuch as alty, or the King in Dublin, as

it may challenge a comparison with may be learned from a careful one of their predecessors who has

perusal of those flags of invitation attained a certain portion of cewhich are daily issued from the Co- lebrity, is not entirely destitute of bourg or Astley's printing presses :

peril. The play, or “piece,” to which We have also “ the Cure for Cox

we allude, is called « The LEAR of combs,” a light and “ lively” affair at private Life ;” and truly, it is better the Lyceum; and the Geraldi Duval adapted for private representation of Drury Lane may, by the help of a

than for public. The person who little imagination, pass for something answers to the Cordelia of Shakthat is even “ severe.” We hope that speare was played by a Miss these satirical authors of Old

whom Drury

we never saw before (nor thrive in the sunshine of the manager's since), and Mr. Henry Kemble, the favour.

youngest and last of an illustrious Hâc arte Pollux, et vagus Hercules

brood, it was, we believė, who enact

ed the mad and deserted father in a Innixus, arces attigit igneas; Quos inter Augustus recumbens

style of the most determined placiPurpureo bibit ore neetar.

dity. A child might touch him (as It is not unlikely that the remem

the keepers say of the lions), he is so brance of boyish impressions per- tear a passion to tatters, or to over

gentle. In truth, he is not a man to suades our manufacturers of melodrame into the adoption of cer- step the limits of the strictest ceretain titles for their pieces.

Other- mony. We could indulge our spleen wise, how can we possibly account

a little on this subject; but as Greece for the extraordinary names which

was “magni memor Herculis," so the Beaumonts and Fletchers of the Mrs. Siddons, and the greater Kem

we do not forget that the laurels of Cobourg theatre hold out to allure the simple of both sexes within their shadow and shelter this weaker scion

bles, should be permitted to overdoors. We will venture to transcribe a few of their alarming titles: of the family tree. first begging our fair readers and nervous friends (if we have any) to

This theatre is now (21st Septempass over the terrible array, and meet ber) about to open. We are informus again at the next paragraph. Ob- ed that some changes have taken serve how the catalogue swells, from place in the list of performers; but a poor common assault into an abso

we hope that none of the bright cluslute agglomeration of horrors !

ter of comedians are gone, and also 1. Sebastian the Fourth, in the course of Kemble will remain, notwithstanding

that Mr. Macready and Mr. Charles which a desperate combat between Messrs. the addition of Mr. Young. This Bradley and Blanchard ! 2. Trial by Battle, with a desperate com

gentleman is the most important acbat, &c !

cession that we are aware of to the 3. One o'clock, or The bleeding Nun!

winter corps. Mr. Young is a popu4. The Cry of Blood, or the Juror lar actor and an elegant man. He Murderer!!

is, perhaps, the finest declaimer on

COVENT-GARDEN.

the stage: surpassing Mr. Kemble, seem to us fair play for Mr. Elliston Mr. Macready, and Mr. Kean, in to break in upon old established custhat respect; though he is less ori- tom, where the infraction tends to ginal than those gentlemen in his benefit himself and to do injury to style of acting, and rather follows the other people. There is “ something line of the elder Kemble than strikes rotten in the state of Denmark.” out one for himself. His excellence With regard to the Coronation, lies more particularly in such cha- we beg to observe, that Mr. Ellisracters as Pierre, Chamont, and ton's red-letter intimation is not true: Colonna (in Mr. Shiel's play of overflowing audiences do not attend Evadne), where there is a dash of to recognise either one thing or anobluntness mixed with the passion of ther; but, on the contrary, audiences the parts ; and in some of the mu- of a very moderate, and sometimes sical or high-sounding lines of meagre amount, meet at Drury Lane Shakspeare his voice has frequently to witness the “ fantastic tricks" great power. We do not like his co- which are there played off, and to see medy so well as his tragedy, though Mr. Elliston himself in a crown and his manners are really those of a gen- royal rohes, and bowing and aweing tleman. His style of speaking has the candle-snuffers and call-boys, well been called “ oriental:" it is who gaze in dumb and profound adgorgeous, sweeping, sonorous, and miration at every movement and exmusical, with less attention than pression which their master thinks many others bestow on minute points, proper to commit. Mr. Charles Kembut exceedingly imposing in its ge- ble (whose grace on ordinary ocean neral effect. As we shall frequently sions few people will dispute) makes have occasion to notice Mr. Young, the king somewhat too lofty; and Mr. we forbear troubling our readers with Elliston is not lofty enough, nor has more on the subject at present. he that evenness of manner which DRURY LANE.

becomes a monarch. In other re“ Overflowing and delighted au spects his Coronation is worth seediences nightly recognise and ac, ing: his trumpeters are important, knowledge the Coronation as the and his bishops are awful: the lords most correct and splendid exhibition and ladies are so so, but the chamever produced on the British stage," pion is a host in himself. His plumes are the words of Mr. Elliston, who are as high as those in the Castle of invades the old privilege of the sum- Otranto, and look altogether as full mer theatres by keeping open his of peril. We wonder how Messrs. “ huge playhouse, when it would have Carberry and Co. the plumassiers been much more liberal to close (for Mr. Elliston gives us the names the doors. We hate all the puffing of his tradesmen and artists," down and red-letter ostentation of this to the makers of the brass-wire) contheatre; but we dislike much more trived to fix together upon one simple that Mr. Elliston (who, when he was head such a towering forest of ostrich lessee of the Circus, talked stoutly plumes -- but so it is : Mr. Collett about the great theatres and their (for he has declared himself to our illiberality) should be allowed to Lion's Head) rides over the pit, in « lord it o'er his betters:”—for so, at steel and feathers, with an air that present, the Lyceum and the Hay- would have been thought imposing market are-and to show a grasp- even in the fields of Cressy. ing disposition, to the detriment of his Before we dismiss this subject we rivals. It has always heen custom- may remark, that the play-bills inary for Covent Garden and Drury form us that " every person engaged Lane to close their doors during a in the preparations for the 19th of certain period of the year; and with July," has given his advice on the in that period other smaller theatres subject of the “ splendid exhibition" exercised their art. Last year, Mr. at Drury Lane. This means, we Elliston, under some pretence or presume, that Lord Gwydir and Mr. other, kept Drury Lane open during Fellowes, and the rest of the noble a great part of the recess; and now exhibitors, have given their opinions he keeps it open during the whole re- on the Brydges-street pageant; and cess without any excuse at all. We hence it is, of course, that its exconfess that we do not like this. We ceeding correctness has arisen. admire “ fair play ;" and it does not Geraldi Duval, the Bandit of Bo

hemia. After what we have felt tains some exceedingly pretty songs
ourselves compelled to say touching which Miss Povey executes delight-
the manager of Drury Lane, it would fully. We do not think that this
have given us pleasure to have told young lady has received her full
our readers that this “ new dramatic share of admiration. Her voice is
piece” was worthy their attention; very fine and rich. Madame Mara,
but it is not. The drama, although we understand, said that it was the
founded on a tale of Mrs. Opie, finest voice which she had heard in
which has its foundation in a fact, is England; and her experience and
tortured by the dramatist so as to taste are entitled to some attention.
appear horrid and improbable. Ge- The young lady who played Phæbe
raldi Duval, the hero of the piece sung her songs very agreeably; and
and of the story, is spoiled in his in- Knight,
fancy; and by the time he arrives

Ever merry, ever young,
at the age of sixteen or seventeen, made an excellent William. His
he is a fine flourishing instance of quarrel scene was admirably hit off;
what mismanagement is able to pro- his little jealous strut is quite a copy
duce. His prepossessions and his for an artist, and the box on the ear
prejudices are strong and unopposed; sends him spinning round like a tee-
and his pride thrives in proportion totum, to the exceeding amusement
as his insolence is encouraged, or, of the wicked Phæbe, and of our
which is the same thing, unchecked. laughing friends in both the galleries.
He fancies various things, and ob- Mr. Cooke acted Belville, but not to
tains them; and, amongst others, he our taste; and a man of the name of
has a fancy for a young lady of rank, Meredith (we believe), dressed like
whose inclinations, however, do not a brewer's drayman, spoiled the Irish
lie towards M. Duval; on the con- rustic with great effect. Connor
trary, she has a penchant for some used to act this part in a fine style
other gentleman. This induces her at the Haymarket, last year; but not
to slight Geraldi, who, on his part, so acteth Mr. Meredith. We wish
resolves to wash away the offence that we could say a few words in fa-
with her blood. He in fact makes vour of Mr. Barnard's Captain Bel-
an attempt upon her life, which fails; ville.

He seems

a good-natured and (instead of being hanged as he man, and fills all his parts respectdeserves) he is sentenced to prison ably; but the gay, the gallant, is not for a long period of time. From this for him; he is nearer Horatio than imprisonment he escapes; and though Lothario. He is fitter to give a turn years have elapsed, he pursues his to a precept than to instruct us by victim again and again, with all the his example. Yet we have seen him “old original” vengeance that first play a waiter, or a bustling landlord, stimulated him to murder. After se- much to our satisfaction; and on veral other attempts in vain, he is the whole, with the exception, peragain seized, and

suffers death. The haps, of Cooper, he is the brightest original Geraldi Duval is still, we star of the company which Mr. Ellisbelieve, in prison, spinning out his ton has enlisted for our summer's impunishment. When he was appre- provement and delight. hended, he is reported to have said, Five Hundred Pounds is a slight Je te retrouverai un jour, and Mrs. farce, in which Nonplus, a spends Opie, and the Drury Lane dramatist, thrift, gets into debt and difficulty, acting upon this hint, have imagined and, in order to extricate himself, dea variety of new atrocities, which, if termines to alarm his uncle, Subtle, ever the culprit survives his incar- out of the money which he wants. ceration, he may be perhaps tempted In the prosecution of this laudable to justify or exceed. The author of scheme he disembodies himself, and the play is said to be a Westminster takes upon him the functions of a scholar; this is enough to bespeak ghost. Subtle, who is averse to spiour indulgence; though we would rits (at least of the impalpable kind), rather that his taste should have led makes a precipitate retreat on the him, like his school-fellow Mr. Wal- appearance of his ghostly nephew, ker, to take the higher ground of the and in his hurry drops his pocket drama.

book, which contains the sum that Rosina is, as our readers know, a Nonplus has occasion for ! There is pleasant simple afterpiece, and co!i- a lady, and some love, superadded to

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