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THE BRITISH THEATRE.
pleasing airs, tender sceries, and amorous HOUGH we gave some account of the embarras. Were old Dennit to again revisit
new comic opera, called the Duenna, the pit of Covent-Garden play-house, he in our Magazine for the month of December would forgive the improbable incident of the laft, p. 610. the very favourable reception change of clothes between the Dueena and this piece has met with from the public, for Louila, which is the point on which the the 35thtime last night, has induced us to at whole business of the opera depends; and tend to some particulars, which, we flatter join in the laugh, in spite of Aristotle and ourselves, may not be unacceptable to our Boslu; or in the last scene, though Handel readers, but which did not come within our might think very little of the composer, he plan on a first representation.
would postpone the enjoyments of the table, The success of this opera as a musical en and wait for balf an hour to see little Isaac, tertainment, would have been very doubtful; taunted with a repetition of his boasting exbut for the very uncommon and distinguished pressions of bis own superior art and cunning, fupport it received from the richness of the by his intended father in law, and his very plot, the strong and natural connection and amiable spouse. fucceffion of incident, the dro'lery and con. But while truth urges us to give a faithtrast of situation, and the humour, of the dia. ful teftimony, the dcfires us to conceal nologue. Several of the airs are Scotch or thing, nor sacrifice her cause to any motivos Irish ; and some of them would have had a of partiality, improper tenderness, or falle much happier effect, if they had been lung delicacy; the Duenria bas its defe&ts, though in their native file.
they may be concealed or softened by its acTo judge of the Duenna by the rigid rules knowledged merit ; we repeat again that we of criúcism, as a regular dramatic compose do not wish to try it by the laws and ordinantion, would not be acting candidly. The ces issued by that great legillucor the stagyrite; author, by making choice of this species of but this does not preclude us from pronouncwriting, bas given no Nender prooi of his ing judgment on errors of a Jeffer nature, knowledge of the taste of the town, and of which the author migbe by very little induithe dearib of good comic players; as well as try and attention have avoided. To swear the advantages he must derive, by uniting ore rotundo on the parade, the Si James's cofthe lovers of comedy and musick in his fao fee house, at Arthur's, Almack's, or the vour. By this means the Duenna has escaped scavoir vivre, may be very graceful during a the cenfures it might have been liable to on run of ill luck, but it docs not found so well either hand. To the former it presenti plot, on the stage. A little double entendre is preity humour and character; to the latter, many encugh, but gross allusions favour 100
strongly of the hot-beds in the neighbourhood • so aukward as players, that the greatest favour of the piazza, and a lady of quality may ima we can fhew them is, to pass them over gine scolding her servants and dependants fub filentio, left on casting up the sum total, may conduce to her health by opening her
the balance Ahould apppear considerably lungs, but people of that rank'always like to against them. hear that species of oratory confined entirely to their domestic retirements,
ON Saturday evening Ben These hints are merely luggested to the au
Jonson's comedy of the Silent Woman thor, that he may avoid such wanton viola. altered by Mr. Colman, was revived at Drurytions of propriety, when he thall next think
Lane. This comedy was esteemed by his proper to write for the stage : his expressions cotemporaries one of the best, and by that might besides be frequently better chosen, and
great genius and incomparable judge, Mr. the humour, though generally arising from
Dryden, one of the most perfect models of cbaracter and situation, has not much no
dramatic composition, then extant in the velty to recommend it : neither can we see
English language. Ben was well acquainted what purpose the bacchanal vespers of
with the Greek and Roman Drama, and had the order of St. Anthony can possibly answer ;
ftudied with great attention the commentaries we will venture to say, they are not founded
of the ancient critics, and the rules they estajn fact, por supported by probability, and we
blished. He has given frequent proofs of may presume that the author by his education,
this in almost all his plays, but in none more or his habits, is not disposed to adopt the than in the one under consideration. Yet opinion of that pious reformer, Mr. Pain,
from his strong conception of the ridiculous that popery is daily gaining ground in this in life, his high colouring, and finished likecountry. Such a scene might have a very
nesses, it is more than probable, he would proper effect towards the latter end of King have succeeded better in this species of wsiCharles, or during the reign of James the ting, had he conjulted his own genius more, Second, but at present, we think this pious
and attended less to the documents of those fraud totally unnecessary. It now appears as
who have vainly attempted in vague phrasesand an excrescence shot out by the excess of the loose floating ideas to embody into a system author's zeal, or the exuberance of his in- of dramatic laws, what, from their nature and vention; it may indeed fit any other play as
mutability, can never be fixed or realized. well as the Duenna, when the scene is laid Shakespeare, if he knew those bonds, broke in a popith country.
them ; if he did not, he proved how much Very little is trusted to the ability of the genius is superior to art. We would not be performers, except the chara&ers of Isaac here understood to sanction the reveries of the Jew, and the Duerno. To enter into a distempered brain, or the frotny ebullitions a full view of the excellencies of Mr. Quick, of a luxuriant fanciful imagination and call in the character of Isaac, would much ex ibat nature. Man is the subje&, bumane ceed the limits we have prescribed to ourselves. nature is consequently the source we must It is enough to say, that he plays it in the draw from. To describe the human heari, full spirit the author wrote ; he is not only
as actuated from within, or affected from animated, bumourous, and characteristic without, and Atmp it of its various coverings; throughout, but he is perfe&tly cbafte and to analyse and mark the human mind in its correct, and it is doing him but common innumerable operations; to connect those justice to observe, that the managers, the au with the manners, habits, humours, and prethor, and the public stand equally indebied to vailing follies of the times, are the true quahim for their success and entertainment, lifications of a dramatic writer. Ben Jon.
Mrs. Green is little inferior in the part of son was certainly pofleffed of those talents, the Duenna, to her disappointed enraged lo bat he as certainly facrificed too much to the
The first scene between Ifaac and his opinion of others, and the prevailing taste of lovely Enamorata is not only one of the most the age in which he wrote. On the other Jau hable and entertaining, but one of the band, he too frequently indulged his genius, best played we ever saw.
and gave way to the impressions he received Mrs.' Mattocks as usual sung agreeably, at an early period of his life. As a modern and performed the part of Louisa with her author juftly observes, “bis wit was some. u'ual spirit and judgment.
times low, and his humour exceflive;" lo Mr. Leoni made up for his want of every that while his rigid notions of the Drama thing else, by finging in a manner fufficient forbad him to draw with a masterly hand afto create jealouty and envy, in the breafts of ter the models which nature daily presented, some of the most celebrated cafirati at the his juvenile habits led his attention to obHaymarket,
jects not always the best selected, or worthy Mr. Wilson acquitted himself extremely of his pen. Ben was besides a pedant, as well in Don Jerome; he fhould endeavour to well as a scholar, and like his cotemporary correct the convollise motions and unnatural Cervantes, was tin&tured with the very folly Drugs in his arms and thoulders. The reft which was the fixed object of his shod pointed were so tame and 27.6zima:ed as ingers, and ridicule.
These, we take it, were some of the chief tivated and neglected, with here and there a reasons, that Jonson's plays do not bear the flower hidden or choaked up by weeds. The high reputation they did for almost a century audience are caught to expect a discovery by afrer they were written ; and will remain, we the name, but that is all they are permay venture to predict, an insurmountable mitted to know, till the last act, when quite bar to their ever recovering their former re tired and jaded by a succeflion of dull uninputation, except where indeed they happen terefing scenes, one trial more is made of to be uncommonly well-supported in the re their patience, by crowding all the business presentation ; which, truth compels us to say, into the last act ; which we do not hesitate was not the case on Saturday evening. Ano to pronounce, one of the most provokingly ther caure why the works of Jonfon and the disgufting we ever remember to have seen; writers of that age will always be cooly re but in which, the authoress is prodigiously ceived, by a great majority of the young and
lavish of her favours. To Lord Medway, old folks, which usually frequent our Theatres, an old profligate nobleman, she gives a foris, being totally ignorant of the prevailing tune ; to his son, the Colonel, a fortune and manners of the court and city, in the reign a wife; to Mrs. Knightly, a young rich of Elizabeth and James. This may be rea. widow, and the beroine of the piece, a fool. dily conceived, when even the rufticity of ith old man for a poule ; to Louisa Medway, Sir Francis Wronghead is almost become ob. a fortune and a husband, and to Mits Richly, solete. There are very few members, if any, a fortune and Colonel Medway. This is all in the House of Commons, if they were to fit eff:eted by the mere powers of magic ; it now for the picture, would give a tolerable not, by powers as wonderful and improbables Jikeness, though we are pe-fectly satisfied that is, by Lord Medway's being the father that Vanbrugh copied faithfully from nature, of Mrs. Knightly. His lordlhip, to bring and clothed his portrait with manners about this strange catastrophe, is sent to Por and habits really existing in the reign of tugal to debauch a young lady. The young George 1.
Jady brings forth a child ; this child is Mrs. Mr. Colman seems to have executed his Knightly; and Mrs. Knightly marries Sir plan very haftily. The play in its present Anthony Branville, a crazy humorist, old form, is in our opinion unskilfully mutilated, enough to be her grandfather. Sir Anthony's and disfigured. It is neither Ben Jonson's, nephew, who remains behind the scenes to nor Colman's ; but remains of the doubtful this minute, receives a fortune from his ungender. The parts were not judiciously caft, cle, and gives his hand to Louisa Medway, and the transposition of the scenes, so highly Mrs. Knightly gives her fifter, Miss Richly, extolled by the critics of the day, is far from half her fortune; and in short, every one is being intitled to the commendations fo la. amply provided for, but poor Lady Flutter, vihly bestowed on it.
who is destined to spend the remainder of
her days with a passionate, pofitive, brainJan. 16. LAST night, a young gentle. Jess coxcomb. The play notwithstanding its man (a Mr. Webiter) made his firft appear. numerous defects is not without a consideraance at Covent-Garden, in the character of ble deal of merit. The character of Lady Young Norval in the tragedy of Douglas. He Flutter is well delineated, and touched in was uncommonly well received, for a first some places by a very delicate and masterly appearance, and seems to be pofTefied of great band; so is that of Lord Medway, in a rés merit. His talents at the first blush cer- .condary degree; but it has less rovelty. Sir tainly will secure him a firft place, as a re- Anthony Brainville is out of the common cond rate actor ; and if feeling and extent of style, yet the character is far from being imvoice, easy action, and grace of deportment probable or ill conceived. There is not indeed should come to his aid, he will become a one ill drawn character in the piece ; the most valuable acquisition to the ftage.
great fault is, that they seem scarcely to bear
the least relation to each vther, and that in Fan. 22 A comedy called The Discovery the conclufion, they are all made happy, written by Mrs. Sheridan, which has been and connected by the tendereft tyes, at the very properly laid aside for several years, will, grace and mere motion of the authorels, was on Saturday night last revived at Drury- by the creative powers of antecedent procrealane. This piece resembles a garden uncul. tion,
PO E TICAL ESSAY S.
My joys all center in a bowl, HE ancient sages boldly speak,
Well fill'd with saucy grog, in praise of Adam's ale,
And when 'lis out I loudly bawl,
Come fill it up you dog.
YE bowers of Hagley, where the Graces
But now we bring him forth with dread and My lazy hours I freely spend,
doubt, Without one grain of sense,
And fear his learned socks are quite worn out. I crack a joke with every friend,
The subtle Alchemist grows obsolete, And thus I use my peoce.
And Drugger's humour scarcely keeps him H. L. M. sweet,
To-night, if you will fcast your eyes and ‘ODE for the New YLAR, Januarỳ 1,
ears, 1776. Written by William Whitehead, Go back in fancy near two hundred years; E/?; Poet Laureat.
A play of ruffs and farthingales review, ON N the white rocks which guard her Old English fashions such as then were new! coaft,
Drive not Tom Otter's bull and bears away ; Observant of the parting day,
Worse bull and bears disgrace the present day. Whose orb was half in ocean loft,
On fair collegiates let no critics frown ! Reclin'd Britannia lay.
A ladies club till holds its rank in town. Wide o'er the wat'ry waste
If modern cooks, who nightly treat the pit, A pensive look shc caft,
Do not quite cloy, and surfeit you with wit, And scarce could check the rifing figh,
From the old kitchen please to pick a bit And scarce could stop the tear, which trem
If once with hearty stomachs to regale bled in her eye.
On old Ben Jonson's fare, tho' somewhat
ftale, ** Sheathe, Theathe the sword, which thirfts
A meal on Bobadil you deign'd to make, for blood, (She cry'd) deceiv'd, miftaken men !
Take Epicæne for his and Kitely's sake!
A PASTORAL ELEGY on tbe Death of the
late George Lord Lyttelton,
1. She courts you to be free : Submissive hear her soft command, Norforccunwilling vengeance from a parent's Lave mid your Springs, or round your vallies
[grove, Hear hor, ye wise, to duty true,
Shed all your sweets, despoil each fragrant And teach the rest to feel ;
In balmy ruins shroud your shepherd's clay. Nor let the madness of a few
Mourn, widow'd Graces, every pleasure fled. Distress the public weal !
E'en Virtue mourns, for Lycidas is dead. So shall the opening year assume
II, Time's fairest child, a happier bloom ; That Lycidas, who whilom used to lead The white-wing'd hours Thall lightly move, Your sportive train to wind the mazy Arcam; The fun with added luftre fhine !
Who lov'd your steps o'er Hagley's Jawn to “ To erris human.”-Let us prove,
[gleam. “ Forgiveness is divine !"
And pierced each grove with your enliv'ning
Mourn bapless shades, decline cach flower PROLOGUE
its head, To be reviv'd Comedy of EPICOENE ; or
The pride of virtuc, Lycidas is dead.
III. tbe SILENT WOMAN.
That Lycidas, by every muse adored, Written by GEORGE COLMAN. Whose filver harp 10 often cuped their praise; Happy the foaring bard, who boldly APPY the soaring bard, who boldly Whole fix'd attention liberal arts explored ;
Who did to wisdom lafting trophies raisc. And wins the favour of the Tragic Muse ! Mourn, Muses, mouin, the gentlet spirit He from the grave may call the mighty dead, fied, In buskins and blank verse the ftage to tread; Mild Wildom mourne, for Lycidas is dead. On Pompeys and old Cæsars rise to fame,
IV. And join the poet's to th' hiftorian's name. That Lycidas, whose noble bosom glow'd The comic wit, alas ! whose eagle eyes With patriot fondness for his country's weal; Pierce nature thro' and mock the times disa He, from whose lips persuafive reason flow'd, guise,
Whose polith'd truths could rapt attention Whose pencil living follies brings to view, Steal.
[filed. Survives those follies, and his portraits too ; Mourn Britain, mourn, the firmeft patriot Like star gazers deplore his luckless fate, Bright Honour mourn, for Lycidas is dead, For last year's almanacks are out of date.
V. “ The Fox, the Alchemist, the Silent Wo. That Lycidas, whose gentle nature felt man,
(man." The pains and forrows that were not his own; " Done by Ben Jonson, are out-done by no Who ne'er denied when trembling anguilla Thus lay in rough, but panegyric rhimes,
knelt, The wits and critics of our author's times, But paid with ready joy the sacred loan.
Mourn, Mercy, mourn the tend'reft Spirit MERCURY. Mr. Du Bellamy.
RECITATI V E.
Wrapt in surrounding cloudsand roaring peals,
Signs of Jove's wrath, his deputy I come, That Lycidas by ev'ry science hailid, Whore ftedraft virtue faction ne'er could
To punih proud presumption. Seize that
wretch, blame, In whose bright heart religious truth prevailid, The torments due to those who dare invade
And drag him to the rock, there to endure The brightest trophy in the fairett fame. Hush then thy plaints, thy penfive Strains Olympian realms, and aim at power supreme. give o'er,
AIR, to PANTALOON and Wire. For Lycidas now thines—to set no more.
Ye vain Gilly elves, who absurdly affright SONGS in the new Pantomime, From your home and your bofoms connubial
delight, PROMETHEUS. Mr. Mabon. The heart, ye have chose, never idly diftress, RECITATI V E.
But, that each may be happy, let cach try to
bless. HOU model of the sons of human race,
Thou, husband, no longer with rigorous sway, clay,
Make her temper and pride with reluctance And (daring Jove's dread wrath) have ani.
But with smiles and good humour prevail on With pure Phæbean fire, attend my words,
her mind, And, by obedience, own my forming, care, For the will be faithful, if thou wilt be kind. AIR.
And, thou filly woman, ne'er giddily range, Be but constant in duty to me,
For pleasures at diftance, and hunt afier The heir of my wealth shalt thou be ;.
change ; My heir and my best beloved son,
Thy best of enjoyments at home shalt thou From Prometheus thy birth
find, Gives thee power upon earth,
Be thou only faithful, and he will be kind, Then away, and the world is thine own. Tho' Cupid and Hymen the altar attend, II.
The bliss, that will last, on yourselves must, Some exquisite fair if thou find,
depend, 'Tis love must inspirit thy mind,
Thus, man with impious deeds weigh’d.
down, Love alone can impart, Then away, and the world is thine own.
In vain, to shun his penance tries :
Chain'd like Prometheus to the rock,
A prey to endless torments lies,
While conscience, with unceasing smart,
Shall, vulture-like, devour his heart,
THE DU E N N A;
or, DOUBLE ELOPIMENT.
A new Sorg, to an old Tune.
1. On each glowing cheek is spread
N days of Gay,
The town was full of folly ;
For all day long, Such a kiss as might inspire
Its sole fing-song
Was pretty, pretty Polly.
So, now-a-days, Banish here the prude disdain;
As 'twas in Gay's, Think, ye virgins, if you're coy,
The world's run mad agen-a ; Think ye rob yourselves of joy i
From morn to night, If you should ioo long deny,
Its whole delight Love and beauty both will dje,
To cry up the Duenna.