ing coward, something between Parolles and Falstaff. The FALSE ONE is an indirect imitation of Antony and Cleopatra. We have Septimius for Enobarbas and Caesar for Antony. Cleopatra herself is represented in her girlish state, but she is made divine in "Youth that opens like perpetual spring," and promises the rich harvest of love and pleasure that succeeds it. Her first presenting herself before Cæsar, when she is brought in by Sceva, and the impression she makes upon him, like a vision dropt from the clouds, or "Like some celestial sweetness, the treasure of soft love," are exquisitely conceived. Photinus is an accomplished villain, well-read in crooked policy and quirks of state; and the description of Pompey has a solemnity and grandeur worthy of his unfortunate end. Septimius says, bringing in his lifeless head, ""Tis here, 'tis done! Behold, you fearful viewers, That that whole armies, nay, whole nations, Many and mighty kings, have been struck blind at, And fled before, wing'd with their fear and terrors, And again Cæsar says of him, who was his mortal enemy (it was not held the fashion in those days, nor will it be held so in time to come, to lampoon those whom you have vanquished) "Oh thou conqueror, Thou glory of the world once, now the pity, Thou awe of nations, wherefore didst thou fall thus ? No pyramids set off his memories, But the eternal substance of his greatness, It is something worth living for, to write or even read such poetry as this is, or to know that it has been written, or that there have been subjects on which to write it !-This, of all Beaumont and Fletcher's plays, comes the nearest in style and manner to Shakespear, not excepting the first act of the Two Noble Kinsmen, which has been sometimes attributed to him. The FAITHFUL SHEPHERDESS by Fletcher alone, is "a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, where no crude surfeit reigns." The author has in it given a loose to his fancy, and his fancy was his most delightful and genial quality, where, to use his own words, "He takes most ease, and grows ambitious The Thro' his own wanton fire and pride delicious." songs and lyrical descriptions throughout are luxuriant and delicate in a high degree. He came near to Spenser in a certain tender and voluptuous sense of natural beauty; he came near to Shakespear in the playful and fantastic expression of it. The whole composition is an exquisite union of dramatic and pastoral poetry; where the local descriptions receive a tincture, from the sentiments and purposes of the speaker, and each character, cradled in the lap of nature, paints "her virgin fancies wild" with romantic grace and classic elegance. The place and its employments are thus described by Chloe to Thenot: "Here be woods as green As any, air likewise as fresh and sweet His temples bound with poppy, to the steep There are few things that can surpass in truth and beauty of allegorical description, the invocation of Amaryllis to the God of Shepherds, Pan, to save her from the violence of the Sullen Shepherd, for Syrinx' sake: "For her dear sake, That loves the rivers' brinks, and still doth shake Or again, the friendly Satyr promises Clorin "Brightest, if there be remaining Any service, without feigning To catch the nimble wind, or get It would be a task no less difficult than this, to follow the flight of the poet's Muse, or catch her fleeting graces, fluttering her golden wings, and singing in notes angelical of youth, of love, and joy! There is only one affected and ridiculous character in this drama, that of Thenot in love with Clorin. He is attached to her for her inviolable fidelity to her buried husband, and wishes her not to grant his suit, lest it should put an end to his passion. Thus he pleads to her against himself: “If you yield, I die To all affection; 'tis that loyalty You tie unto this grave I so admire ; And yet there's something else I would desire, If you would hear me, but withal deny. This is paltry quibbling. It is spurious logic, not genuine feeling. A pedant may hang his |