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with taste and even novelty. The air, here his modalations are redundant, but in which is an old and worthy favourite, is many instances they are very effective. treated with much taste.
The arrangements are a selection from Mr. Cianchettini has a Fantasia for the Pietro l'Eremita as a duet, by Webbe, for Pianoforte upon the Preghiera in Zelmira. the Pianoforte ; select movements by Him. The Horid manner of this composer is a mel, also as duets by Haigh, and the 15th little subdued in this instance, and his for. Book of Mr. Bochsa's selections from bearance is repaid by greater chastity of Rossini's operas, containing Ricciardo c style and regular acceni. Perhaps even Zoraide.
Guide. Your two-legged monsters
were held to be gone by, and the A Woman never Vext ; or, the Widow
« coat and breeches comedies” fitonly of Cornhill.
to be cast aside like old garments The Taste of the town has at length and in their stead, elephants, horses, had one chance offered it of escape dogs, stags, " and such small deer," from a violent fate on that public were only brought up to the stage. scaffold, the stage ;-and from the Our national theatres became Noah's way in which the offer has been arks, wherein all creeping things were met, one would almost be induced to assembled—and it has been fully behope that “ a disgraceful end” might lieved that the town came to the be avoided, and that, duly penitent play only with a couple of eyes, and for the sinful past, the poor reprieved that the two ears were enjoying Taste was about to commence a well- sinecure places on the sides of the ordered life for the future. The re- head. The revival of Rowley's vival of a comedy from the pen of play certainly promises better things one of Will Shakspeare's playmates in managers,—and, a taste for better was a thing scarcely to be looked for things in the town. Farley has had in these distempered times,--in these his day,--and he will not object to days of Dapples and Ducrows !- giving tin foil and red fire a little these days of talking birds, flying rest. horses, and hell fire !>It seems, William Rowley lived in the reign however, that the managers of of James I. and was of the CamCovent-Garden, warned from the bridge University. He was on friendcattle madness by the failure of ly and authorly terms with Mid Elliston's Tale of Enchantment; dleton, Massinger, and Webster and, it may be, touched with some all of them undoubtedly poets of a respect for the character which their higher genius than himself,—and theatre gained in John Kemble's for shares in several partnership plays, reign by its classic revivals,-have performances not uncommon in the determined on trying to work one of golden days of those famous men, the old mines,-and though the first Rowley might put in his claim. He attempt has not been attended with also acted on the stage, though, like an absolute Mexican result, the suc- most authors, his dramatic power cess has indisputably proved that the lay rather in his pen than in his pero ore will repay the working. It has for son. The best productions to which a considerable period been conceived Rowley's name appears, are geneby the managers of the great theatres rally those which he wrote in conthat comedy was not worth its keep, junction with others, such as “ The that wit was of no more value in the Spanish Gipsey," and " The Changemarket than broken glass or old rags, ling," in which he was assisted by —and that to command success won- Middleton :--and there is therefore ders must be piled upon wonders, some ground for supposing that to that Buffon's Natural History must Middleton much is owing. A man be studied as the only Dramatists of a fair capacity, in habits of love,
and friending with such men as of the long severed families. There Fletcher, Webster, Middleton, and is an under plot of love, in which a Ford,--the last a poet of matchless Miss Jane Brown, the daughter of a pathos.--could not but catch the merchant, is wooed by a prose Sir trick of writing, and of writing Toby Belch, ycleped Sir Godfrey well :--that Rowley was rather an Speedwell, and a simpleton called imitator than a man of original Mr. Innocent Lambskin ;-but the genius, appears from the similarity girl's heart is of course sought and which his unaided plays bear to the won by Robert Foster. The Knight plays of his friends. About twenty and his feeble little friend are fools productions hold his name, and the both, and debtors to the widow, who play in question, produced some- with a generosity only known in where about 1630, was, we believe, 1630, accepts a composition of two his first-born, and perhaps his best shillings in the pound from her single Drama.
debtors, without pursuing them with The original title of the play is latitat or bill of Middlesex through " A New Wondery-A Woman never all the cold avenues of the King's Vext,”—but for some unaccountable Bench prison and the Insolvent reason the title is altered in the play Court. as it is acted. The widow is a lady In the old play, the widow tells of of fair face and fortune,--one who having lost her wedding-ring while has had happy hours! and none else, crossing the Thames, and lo! even as a maid, a wife, and widow ; on the word, a servant brings in a indeed, so surfeited is she of good fish from market containing the ring. fortune, that she wishes for a grief This incident was borrowed from to give life a fillip. Seeing a gay an anecdote preserved in Fuller's gentleman, one Stephen Foster, re Worthies of one Citizen Anderson, velling at a dicing house, she makes who while talking on Newcastle love to him, and offers her hand, if bridge with a friend, dropped his he will pledge himself to disperse ring which he was fingering into the her wealth and bring her to beggary. river, and recovered it from a fish Stephen marries her and at once be caught from the same river. There is comes reformed-from gaming and much of the marvellous and but little drinking he betakes himself to a care- of the dramatic in this incident, and ful husbandry of her fortune and her therefore its omission in the acted happiness—and in the end becomes play is judicious. Sheriff of London. Stephen Foster The plot, which is simple enough, has, at the opening of a play, a Bro- is partly historical. Sir Stephen ther Foster (not a Foster-brother) Foster, 'son of Mr. Foster, Stockwealthy, and wedded to a rare shrew. fishmonger, was Sheriff of London, The son of the rich Foster succours in 1414, and Lord Mayor in 1454. · Stephen in Ludgate prison, when he Speaking of Ludgate, Strype says. is in ruin and ill fame,- and for this, sparred on by the termagant mother
“ There happened to be a prisoner there, in-law, old Foster drives his boy
one Stephen Foster, who (as poor men are with malignant hate from his house.
at this day) was a cryer at the grate, to beg
the benevolent charities of pious and comStephen when rich takes the boy, misserate benefactors that passed by. As Robert, into his affection and care; he was doing his doleful office, a rich and Foster and his wife are crazed at widow of London hearing his complaint, the success of the uncle and their enquired of him what would release him ? child. Towards the end of the play To which he answered, Twenty pound; the ship ventures of old Foster fail which she in charity expended ; and clearat sea, and the mouth of the Thames ing him out of prison, entertained him in swallows up his wealth ;-then the her service ; who, afterward falling into the son visits his father in Ludgate, as
way of merchandize, and increasing as well he had visited his uncle, and Stephen, Dame Agnes, and married her.
in wealth as courage, wooed his mistress, in pretended malice, pursues Robert
“ Her riches and his industry brought for expending his money on his him both great wealth and honour, being enemy. The play ends, however, afterwards no less than Sir Stephen Foster, with a generous payment by Stephen Lord Mayor of the honourable City of of his brother's debts, and a fair union London : yet whilst he lived in this great
honour and dignity, he forgot not the place So that for lodging and water prisoners of his captivity; but mindful of the sad and
here nought pay, irksome place wherein poor men were im as their keepers shall answere at dread. prisoned, bethought himself of enlarging
full domes day. it, to make it a little more delightful and
“ This plate, and one other of his armes, pleasant for those who in aftertimes should be imprisoned and shut up therein. And, be fixed over the entrie of the said qua
taken downe with the old gate, I caused to in order thereunto, acquainted his lady with this his pious purpose and intention, drant, but the verses being unhappily in whom likewise he found so affable and turned inward to the wall, the like in effect willing a mind to do good to the
poor, that is graven outward in prose, declaring him she promised to expend as much as he light occasion (as a maydens heade in a
to be a fishmonger, because some upon a should do for the carrying on of the work ; glasse window) had fabuled him to bee a and having possessions adjoining there. unto, they caused to be erected and built mercer, and to have begged there at Lud.
gate.' the rooms and places following, that is to say, the paper house, the porch, the watch It is well remarked by the editor hall, the upper and lower lumbries, the of Old English Plays, to whom Mr. cellar, the long ward, and the chapel for Planche (the patron of the present codivine service ; in which chapel is an in. medy) is, with ourselves, indebted for scription on the wall, containing these much interesting information, that the words :
“ This chapel was erected and ordained play is filled with gross anachronisms; for the divine worship and service of God, but we will warrant that an audience by the Right Honourable Sir Stephen would not think it wrong if Falstaff, Foster, Knight, some time Lord Maior of Sir William Curtis, and Anne Bullein, this honourable city, and by Dame Agnes were produced on the stage at one his wife, for the use and godly exercise of time as contemporaries. the prisoners in this prison of Ludgate, There is little poetry in the play, Anno 1454.
and less wit. The widow, perhaps, “ He likewise gave maintenance for a speaks fairly, and there are some preaching minister," and " ordained what good popular lines about prisons and he had so built, with that little which was before, should be free for all freemen, and the boards with good effect; but the
liberty, which come sounding from that they, providing their own bedding, should pay nothing at their departure for talk of the widow's clown is homelodging or chamber-rent.”
spun enough, and the dialogue is,
taken generally, rather in the cosThis worthy Knight, whose me
tume than in the true spirit of the mory should be married to that of
age of Fletcher and Ford. Mr. Cat-Whittington, deserved his for- Planche has endeavoured, in various tune--for it is not now, in these
tread- places, to pamper up the language mill days, the fashion to make prisons into poetry; and, to this end, he has " a little more delightful and plea- introduced the following very passsant” for those who are to abide in able imitation of the old style. them. In speaking of Ludgate prison, Stow says:
Rob. (Aside, L.) Can she be mortal ? I “ The said quadrant strongly builded of Like that, in legends of the olden days,
have read of shapes stone, by the before-named Stephen Foster, The beautiful imaginings of men, and Agnes his wife, contayneth a large Rapt and inspired! Such a form she wore, walking place by grounde, the like roome it hath over it for lodgings, and over all a
The nymph of Elis, whom the river god fayre leades to walke upon, well imbat. Through earth and ocean follow'dor tayled, all for ease of prisoners, to the ende young Thisbe,
The fond, ill-fated girl of Babylon ! they shoulde have lodging and water free
How fair her forehead is! and that soft without charge: as by certaine verses
cheek grauen in copper, and fixed on the said
Wherein the bashful blood seems loath to quadrant, I have read in forme following:
dwell Deuout soules that passe this way,
Lest it should stain such purity! her eyes, for Stephen Foster late mayor, hartely How bright, and yet how full of gentleness ! pray,
Fit lamps for such a shrine ! what heart And Dame Agnes his spouse, to God con may 'scape secrate,
The silken meshes of yon nut brown hair, that of pitty this house made for Lodon. That clusters round her neck, like a dark ers in Ludgate.
About the shaft of some unspotted column! civic breeches of the shrievalty of 1 will not wink, for fear the vision pass, old,and endeavour to reform the And leave me sorrowing !
liveries of their fellows. The procesThese are well interlined, but with sion on a Lord Mayor's Day, of some all the labour of Mr. Planche, the centuries back, is admirably macomedy is but bald in its dialogue. naged, and much shames the ginger
It falls to us now to speak of the bread coach and paltry chariots of style in which the old play has been our degenerate corporation. The produced, and we are really happy in houses are thronged, as Cheapside being able to speak in terms of unli- might be on the ninth ultimo,--and mited commendation. The performers the procession walks along to Guild appear to have been struck with a hall with the banners of all the comlaudable desire to show themselves panies, and the companies themselves. worthy in a worthy cause; and there We missed the Girdlers, one of the is not one whose popularity is not in- most ancient of the set; Gog and creased by the revival. Mr. Young Magog were not above appearing in exerted himself strenuously in Old the procession, which, of late years, Foster, and his severe digging style they are accustomed only inactively suited well the hard merchant and to look down upon. The last scene father. Miss Lacy, as the wife, in Guildhall, with the king, &c. is shewed talents of a better order than more like than the original,” and we have hitherto detected in her.- nothing was wanting but the victuals We fear, however, that her excel- to have made us date the day as the lence as a shrew will mar her domes- ninth of November. This procestic fortunes. She looks a bitter soul sion, our readers are aware, is an intruly! Mr. C. Kemble was all spirit terloper in Rowley's comedy, and manliness as Stephen Foster, the In conclusion, we cannot but add, best character in the play; he gave that we rejoice at the prospect of the old English as though it was dear wholesome revivals from the old drato his heart. Mr. Cooper was content matists, and Mr. Planche has shown to play the part of Robert, an unas- himself to be a man worthy to be suming part,—but given in a manner trusted as a Miner. that reflects the highest character for good sense upon the performer. Bartley had little to do in Speedwell; but he made us wish he had been blessed with more. Keeley is always Keeley,
Der Freischütz. -and luckily Innocent Lambskin is We are beginning to get very sick a part of him. Blanchard's clown is of this very good music, -or rather inestimable—but when does Blan- of the fuss that is made about it by chard fail us in a genuine play? those who, under the pretence of doing
Miss Chester, the handsome Miss honour to the genius of Weber, and Chester ! was the Widow of Cornhill, of fostering the musical taste of the and her looks recommended the cha- country, are paying only the most racter to our especial favour. In rigid attention to the galleries, and to this part there is little to exercise this the silver that is caught from the spirited actress's boundless gaiety or lovers of melo-dramatic effect. Every natural pathos, in both of which she little and every large theatre in Engis at present unrivalled ;—but there land, is now casting the magic balls, are pleasant speeches and liberal ac- and hell is raging from one extremity tions which she gives with the utmost of the country to the other. The ease and spirit.
piece at Drury-lane, with very great The scenery is Covent-Garden pretensions, is no better than that at scenery,—and we need say no more. Covent-garden, and not half so good The dresses have evidently been got as the piece at the English Opera up at great labour and cost, and are House, which had the merit of being correct we
suppose. Mr. Sheriff the first production in every sense of Whittaker and Mr. Alderman Gar- the word. We are told in the Lessee's ratt should go some early evening, own peculiar prose, that this version and look at the gone-by gowns and of the German mystery is something
very superior to any thing of the kind The scenery is magnificent. at other houses : or rather we are to We perceive that the songs are infer as much from the cunning and printed, as though they were the pleasant bills of His Acting Majesty! songs for such an opera,—but the The Pit is apologized to for the un, poor rogue that lays out his tenpence avoidable curtailment of its magni- in the purchase of a copy, will find tude, in order to meet the demands of that he has secured to himself tenthe enlarged orchestra;this is some- penny-worth of miserable doggrel, thing like a manager asking permis, which he would blush to read at the sion of the Gentlemen in the Two inn of a country village on a wet Shilling Gallery to address the Gen, Sunday, The dialogue appears tlemen in the One!-And further it throughout to be very empty and is announced, as a matter of moment, bombastic. that “ The band will be led by MR. Mr. Macready, who, we were MOUNTAIN, who has kindly offered given to understand, had taken the his valuable services on this occa Seven Compasses at Buxton,-has sion.”-Poor old Mountain must stare again appeared on this stage as Macto find his application for an engage- beth and Leontes. He certainly is ment thus trumpeted to the world, as full of vicious peculiarities,-but a condescension; to be sure it is no there is a spirit, an earnestness-an trifle when the Mountain does come originality, in his conception and to Mahomet. The music is stated execution of the higher characters in also as being “ the original music, Tragedies, which place him far above introduced and adapted to the English all actors, except Kean. One of the stage, by Mr. H. R. Bishop," as Sunday papers is continually talking though, original as it is, Weber's of a sensible letter which this gentle music must be filtered through Mr. man has written in it ;-he is really Bishop before it can be fit for a Lon 80 good an actor, that we only wish don ear.
The opera too, which is he would but perform, and never write mysterious and dull enough at the sensible letters, to divide our attenbest, is given into the hands of a new tion, translator, who has made confusion worse confounded. The only thing
The Children in the Wood. in which the present opera surpasses Rayner has been trying a fall with any of its brothers, is in the noise, Elliston, in the part of Walter in this light, and fog, of its hell, and in the Robin Redbreast Tragedy—and is consumption of its gunpowder. found undermost. We are not sur
Mr. T. Cooke plays Braham's part prised at this. The part of Walter, much as Braham plays it, but he which is a jumble of merriment and does not sing it as Braham sings it. pathos, is suited exactly to the talents Mr. Horn, as Caspar, although he of Elliston. Rayner is too slow and acts with great spirit, is not to be determined for so unsettled a part. mentioned in the same century with We are surprised that an actor of Mr. Bennett, the old original Cas- Rayner's judgment and experience par, who goes about his work like an should have been so rash in his coninspired workman. The music in the duct; he would not find Elliston incantation scene is rather aided than very ready to try Giles or Robert injured in effect, by the words spoken Tyke with him. by Caspar; at this theatre the whole A brace of Tragedies are promised scene is one mass of music.—Mr. at the two Theatres. The newspaKnight as Killian was deadly lively. pers speak highly of them, as being
A new singer, a Miss Graddon, highly spoken of.-We have not yet took the part of Linda : but, --we seen Mrs. Slowman, a new tragic would rather not speak of her just actress, and said to be a lady of great yet.