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is suspicious of his uncle, and the ghost | ever witnessed it on our boards ; but

confirms him. Thus Hamlet's excla- her tones wanted a mellowness in many - mation, when the ghost relates his story. of their inflections. The phrase "Here's “Oh my prophetic soul, my uncle.”

rue for you,” was pronounced with a

wildness and distraction which thrilled Yet he does nothing against the mur. every one. Other parts were generally derer; on the contrary he even suspects very miserably supported, excepting the ghost.

the Ghost by Mr. Usher, who deported “ The spirit I have seen may be a devil.” himself respectably. We may also ex. He cannot believe it, but “ will have empt Mr. Dickenson from this charge. grounds more relative.” In the solilo. It seems strange that when the Man. quy, after the players had left him, Mr. agers perceive a willingness in the Cooper was very great. The phrase public to support "good acting,” they * kindless villian,in which Mr. Gar, should be so negligent of making rick is said to have been most exquisit. their plays as perfect as possible. Mr. ly fine, was uttered remarkably well. Caulfield might be introduced as a very We have often doubted, whether in the respectable second to Mr. Cooper, and soliloquy on death, the debate should, we understand he has no objection him. or should not be interrogative. The self. But he has never been requested to cominentators differ in respect to this ; perform by the managers. If this is but on the stage, the sense seems given the truth, what support should they with the greatest force, when the in-expect when Mr. Cooper leaves town? terrogation is used from the beginning. With Mr. Downie for the King, and Mr. Cooper we have observed has pro- Mrs. Shaw for the Queen, what can be Rounced it each way.

expected of the rest of the court ? In the closet scenes Mr. Cooper mostly excels. And from the beginning to The Gamester, (Edward Moore) anı! the end, he plays with uncommon spir the Shipwreck. Friday, Jan. 23. it and energy. His emphasis was wrong in this line,

Macbeth, (Shakespeare ) and Dermot

and Kathleen. “Assume a virtue, if you have it not.”

Monday, Jan. 26. The word to be marked is evidentiy Othello, (Shakespeare ) and Village Law

yer. Wednesday, Jan. 28. “Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed,

It has been sometimes the subject of And batten on this moor 2"

enquiry which of the plays of our im.

mortal poet entitles him to the greatest We see no reason why mountain,

praise. While some persons have anshould be emphatic. A mountain may swered it by one production, and others be either sterile or fertile, consequent by another, Dr. Johnson has not scruly it is not necessarily opposed to moor. Besides the objects of the sentence are list. In delineating the beauties of this

pled to place Othello at the bead of the feed and batten. The whole interest of

play, he remarks : " The fiery openness Hamlet ends in the 4th act. He is sat- of Othello, magnanimous, artless, and isfied of the guilt of the king, yet he credulous, boundless in his confidence, sets off for England, without punishing ardent in his affections ; inflexible in his it ; and after all murders him, by resolutions, and obdurate in bis revenge; means which were not produced by his the cool malignity of lago, silent in his own agency.

resentment, subtle in his designs and In Ophelia we did not expect much studious at once of his interest and his from the powers of Mrs. Stanley. The vengeance ; the soft simplicity of Des. music of the part, in the language of demona, confident of merit and concious Macbeth,

of innocence, her artless perseverance " is a step,

in her suit, and her slow ness to suspect On which she must fall down, or else that she can be suspected, are such o'erleap;

proofs of Shakespeare's skill in human For in her way it lies.”

nature, as we suppose, it is in vain to

With She however afforded much satisfaca seek in any modern writer." tion in the character, as she personated such an opinion of the play, we look it ; she conceived it better than we, with impatience at any deficlency of re





presentation, and with pleasure at erery | not well expressed : “Lay thy finger, cvidence of excellence. We therefore thus, and let thy soul be instructed"had our share both of pleasure and pain as if his fingers could be instructed. by its exhibition on Wednesday evening. Mr. Fox was deficient in bis part

We have no hesitation in declaring, Cassio otherwise was decently repre. that Mr. Cooper's personation of Othel sented. But from the deficiency we lo, is the most finished of his perform- have noticed, we lost the connection

The speech to the senate, was and beauties of the reflections on infinely uttered ; the phrase pliant-hour-toxication, after he is reproved by 0. borish dars-50 many feli—had great thello. erfect. The brawl was not properly Mrs. Powell appeared like Desdemo. managed; Cassio and Montano should na ; but she never does, we do not say be fighting as Othello enters, to give she never can give discrimination, or him an opportunity to quell them. The force to her part. We could not hear sentence, And to ourselves do that, her often, and cannot estimate what we

Ivhich heaven hath forbid the Ottomties, lost, but from what we now and then Mr. Cooper sounded as numeavingly as collected, which on the whole was fa. if it was not an interogation. In the vourable. scenes with lago, from the commence. Mrs. Shaw made up in vehemence nent where he is not easily jealous until what she wanted in correctness ; $0 he is derplexed in the extreme, we saw that her last scene, while it evinced the many occasions to applaud and some to virago did not display the attachmers

But the last scene was un to Desdemona which the poet intended, rivalled.

The appearance of Mr. C. on our Pui ont the light, 7:6 cheri, put out the boards has drawn a crouded house ev.

ery evening of his performance. was uttered with critical correctness and force of feeling. Again, speaking of Iago after the discovery of his guilt, we saw a great improvement in this passage.

Messrs. Editors, I look downward! to his feet; but that's a fable.

In the following Epistle there is muce If that thou bee'st a devil I cannot kill ingenuity and humor. The writer is a thec.''

disciple of Eschylus,” and reall if from the whole play we

deserves to be accomodated with a ticket select one, we think that beautiful

to-morrow evening at the Theatre, i

pas. sage, beginning, “ fare::ell the tranquil for no other reason than the ingenius mai. irind! farewell content !" was the most

ner in which he asks for it-The point de 1 judiciously uttereil. We observed ma

the satire will be perceized by those who ny lapses of empliasis in the course of know the tumult occasioned by the appearthe performance, which as they only

ance of novelty on the stage. applied to the performance this evening; A disciple of Eschylus in the country to a we think were inadvertencies, and therefore do not notice them. We are

citizen of the town, senileth greeting. yet to learn whether the costume of In the twenty and seventh day of the Mr. Cooper was correct. As a Moor, month Asab, there was a tumuli among his religion would induce him to pre- the people, and I turned myself unto a serve his country's dress, as Venitian young man of the nation and said unto General, we question if the colour or him, Young man, I pray thee tell it the texture of his robes was historical. unto me, wherefore are these people ly correct.

moved, and why trouble they themMr. Usher sustained lago with very selves. He answering me said, Art considerable ability, beiter indeed thou a stranger in these parts, and than we had anticipated. We cannot knowest thou not that a Prophet is agree, however, that his readings were come among us, wbo doeth mighty not sometimes wrong, and his deport- works-causing the people to follow af. ment injudicious ; but most frequently ter liim with shouts and praises and if he did not pronounce with force, he exceeding great noise ; for lo, tomor. sticwed propriety. This phrase was row at even, he goeth up to the temple,

true (

were to


making his face to shine after the man- 1 tations epitaphs, I conceive a wish to ner of Moses. Then said I unto the write under them: “ As man is comyoung man, Lo! where is this mighty posed of pride and infirmities, passen. Prophet I pray thee show thou him ger, you here behold them fully repunto me. But he answering, said unto resented. This tomb indicates the fee. me, Friend thou hast not a wedding bleness, and the epitaph the pride of garment, how therefore expectest thon his nature. How just a picture is this to see this mighty Prophet.

of the character of this person when Then I gat myself up among my alive ! Under robes of silk and em. kinsfolks and acquaintance, and inquir. broidery, he concealed from the eyes ed of them for a wedding garment, and of the world the weakness and diseases found it not, for I wist not that they of his decaying body. A wonnded were scarce in the land. Then consid- conscience, a feeble understandig, and ered I within myself and said, surely I eternal toil of solicitude and sorrows, will arise and write unto my friend, were hidden under the mask of a tranand he shall get me a wedding gar- quil countenance, and a steady and ment ; for tomorrow at even will I see penetrating eye.” this great Prophet, who causeth this tumult among the people and the gov. ernors and the rulers of the nation ; This mode of expressing popular dis. and I will behold him and the mighty approbation of a public speaker appears, things which he doeth, and the excel. from the following passage in Cicero's lence thereof.

Letters, to have been very ancient.Then after I had considered on these Speaking of the orator Hortensius, Cæthings of my friend, I sat myself down lius thus describes the success of that upon a seat and wrote unto thee this speaker's eloquence : “ Hoc magis epistle. And I pray thee to procure for animadversum est, quod intactus a sime the necessary garment, that I may bilo pervenerat Hortensius ad senectu. have a right to appear in the assembly tem:"it is worth observation to remark, of the people.

that Hortensius arrived at old
out once incurring the disgrace of be-

ing hissed at.
For the Emerald.

Philosophers sport with the follies of DESULTORY SELECTIONS.

Mankind : tradesmen make an advantage of them ; and players both sport

with them and profit by them. So great is the general unhappiness THE ARABIAN'S TEACHER. of the human race, that our most suc An Arabian being asked of whom cessful efforts to attain the sublime or he learnt virtue?-Of the bad, he brilliant, are founded on some humilia. ting circumstance of our nature. Most replied, for their wickedness inmen endowed with those superior pow. spired me with a detestation of ers of mind, by which they are enti-vice. tled to the denomination of genius, are seen to possess a disordered imagina. tion. The happiest effusions of elo. It may in general be said of friend. quence and the most splendid produc- ship, what was said by a man of wit of tions of the pencil, have generally been love, that it resembles the notion of the offsprings of minds not less famous ghosts, viz. it is a thing which every for their greatness than their irregular. body talks about, and no one has been ity. Heroism itself acts on the bor- eye witness to. ders of insanity; and the most illustri. ous conquerers have labored under the mala lies of imagination, which liaunt. To an affected old Maid. ed Orestes and Hercules.

Tho' papa 'and mama' my dear,

So prettily you call, ON TOWNS AND EPITAPMS. Yet you methinks, yourself, appear Whenever I cast my eyes on osten. The grand-mama of all.

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he had so recently determined to reA lover is generally at a loss to define nounce. the beauty by which his passion was sudienly and irresistibly determined to a particular object; but this could never happen, if it depended upon any known

Segrais was a great teller of sories

and anecdotes, and his pleasant manner File or proportion, upon the shape of the of telling them added a vivacity to the disposition of features, or the colour of the skin : he tells you that it is some

excellencies and importance of the sub- scris thing which he cannot fully express, hensive that when once he began to nar, jects. His memory was so compre. tre i

ta something not fixed in any feature, but diffused over all ; he calls it a sweetness,

rate he did not very soon end. A friend eri? a softness, placid sensibility, or gives it well known in Segrais, that he only inter:

observed of this talent and practice, so * Wine some other appellation, which connects beauty with sentiment, and expresses a

wanted winding up and he would go on thi

forever. charin which is not peculiar to any set of features, but is perhaps possible to all.

A valetudinarian complained of a vi. olent pain in one of his legs. His wife in

made uso of embrocations and fannel A young gentleman of distiriction, to no purpose. The patient continued having lost a considerable sum of mon-his groaning. A surgeon was called in ; ey at a faro bank, was so much effected who, on examining the leg declared it by it, that he determined upon act of was sound. "Then it must be the oth. suicide, in order to relieve him from er," replied the simpleton.

ch his distress.

Filled with this idea, he put a case of pistols into his pockets, and proceed.

What makes Home. ing to a house of fashionable resort in. St. James' street, to which he was a

“Dear friend, of late you seem to shun subcriber, he ordered a room and a To morrow come, we dine exact atten

my door, bottle of claret, with pen, ink, and pa.

four.” per. He then wrote a letter to an intimate friend, describing his unhappy

“Well Dick I'll come, altho' your lady's state, which he declared himself una.

din, ble any longer to bear, told him, that Proves yott are not at home, and yet on by the time the letter reached him, he No paradox is here.-plain sense decrees

within.” should be out of his misery, and con. Man only is at home--where he's at ease. cluded with some request, as a last proof of his friendship.

Having dispatched this letter, he laid His pistols on the table, and being exceedingly thirsty, and seeing wine stan. The address of Cromwell has been re. ding before him, lie very naturally ccivedif published, the name of the lady drank a glass : the refreshment this must not be so easily known. afforded him, tempted him to repeat it; he took a second and a third, and

The REWARD OF VIRTUE will be in brief four or five glasses gave such continuerl next week. We shall always aia happy turn to his thoughts, that he tend with pleasure to translations of interdeferred his rash purpose until his esting subjects. friend burst into the room with the it

There is a wildness and beauty in the most anxiety; when instead of finding MONODY ON CHATTERTON that is pethe letter-writer weltering in his blood, culiarly suited to the subject, and males he saw him sitting at the table, musing the execution equal to the theme. And yet with great compostire.

this is said to be the production of DerHe instantly removed the pistols ; MODY at the age of 12 years! they finished the bottle together, and the despairing man went home, recon The Biography of Joun Horn TOOKE ciled to himself, and to that life which | ESQ. will ornament var next number.





For the Emerald.

True Genius, prompt to mount the

sphere Of Fancy, thrid pure rapture's maze,

And view her with unshrinking gaze, LITTLE Naid of the wood, Where is now thy silver flood ?

Prompt to veil in antique dress

What Antientry could ne'er express, Where those herbs, those flowers so

Catch the buskin's lofty mien, tair, Foster'd by thy bounteous care ?

Or woo the laughter-loving Queen.

Immortal Boy, thee angels fed “ Winter hath my beauties torn,

With Poesy's abstracted food,
Winter, stranger, makes me mourn.
O'er this frozen urn to sleep,

Thy bowl was fill'd from Fancy's foun. And in crystal tears to weep.


Thy bowl with wond'rous exstacies em. But gentle spring will soon restore

bu'd : All the blooms I had before !

By Heaven's own chymic skill refin'd, Deign to me your ear to turn,

Thine was the manner of the mind. From nie this moral, stranger, learn : Age thy honors takes from thee;

Yet man ingrate thy labours view'd, Winter all my blooms from me.

Unknown froni Dulness'motley brood! Soon will Spring with soothing voice

O! next to himn whose master hand Bid my frozen urn rejoice.

Could thrill the pang'd nerve of the Death will soon bid thee arise,

heart, And claim thy birthright in the skies."

Bid the quick tear of Pity start,
Or Terror, shudd'ring own his dread

command !

Hated reverse to all divine,
See the matchless ininstrel pine,

See the blooming wonder die,
Written by the late Thomas DERMODY,

Indignant death in his distracted

eye! Daughters, of Heav'n! blest sisters What curses future æras, yet urborn, of sweet song,

Shall lavish on the wretch's head Who nurse the feelings that prolific rise

Who saw the tears fond Nature's From Poesy's illustrious birth,

darling shed Firing some favor'd son of earth,

Yet in his besom struck an aggravating And lending to his breast a portion of

thorn! the skies,

Barbarian Britain ! could the choicest 0, hither move along

gem In pensive pace,

Of Merit's radiant diadem Lead bright Imagination's seraph.

Sink in thy gloom, and waste its glori. throng


ous glow ! O'er the rude stones that frown un.

Averse to bid neglected genius live, In yon deep dell's oblivious gloom

Say, shalt thou share the fame a ChatSadly sleeps a once-lov'd youth.

terton can give ? Ye wood-fow'rs breathe your wild per- Had he but gain'd his manhood's migh. fume,

ty prime, Ye shrouded warblers harmonize the Bright as the sun, and as the sun subgale,

lime, Here, Autumn, Aing thy brilliant bloom, His soaring soul had borne the awful And fence from wayward winds the wand sacred vale :

Of magic power, and o'er the fairy land Tread soft, ye infants of the air, Of Fancy shed a new poetic race, While in the mazy dance you turn, Lending creation to his favor'd place.

Tread soft—and pause to mourn, But oh! the dying sounds decay, Mingling your mystic sports with sickly Ah! they fade away, care,

Melting, melting, melting, For Genius slumbers here !

Melting from the ear of day,

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