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lay stretched in calm indolence on the and frequently las its arrested finger and warm hearth-rug, now giving a slight mute voice reproached me in the mornshiver or stifled bark in his dreams, then ing for the idleness or forgetfulness of the indulging a most wanton and luxurious preceding night-yet the moment I restretch, and settling him elf in some new stored it to life, it shewed me it bore no posture, with an enviable consciousness malice, by going true as ever. of comfort, A large dortoiseshell cat It has been bruised, it has been shaken, slept under his neck, or if she woke, woke nay, it has been mutilated of its minute only to purr, hunch up her back, and dig finger-still nothing wearies its indefatiher claws into the soft rug.
gable action, nothing disturbs its unerring I was placed by the fireside in a deep, fidelity, save the èruel and ungrateful low-seated, high-backed arin-chair, with neglect that condemns it to silence and delightful cushions ; my supper was fi- inactivity, nished ; a brown-figured jug was on the Ay, it is still an excellent walehtable. The Lover's Progress was in my time was when it was a valued one,hand, and I was just reading that beauti- when the schoolboy of fourteen deemed ful song which Dorilaus and Chander that the splendours of Potosi's mine were hear after supper in the Hostel, chaunt: eclipsed by its silver case. Remorse ed by the ghost of their old landlord. seizes me when I think of its present dis
mantled state ;
te titte tit--there old 'Tis late and cold, stir up the fire, Sit close, and draw the table nigher;
boy, go thy ways and chirrup through Be merry and drink wine that's old,
the night as merrily as thou mayesi A hearty med'cine 'gainst a cold.
to-morrow thou shalt have a new finger. Your beds of wanton down the best,
Who has ever noticed on a frosty Where you shall tamble to your rest; Call for the hest the house may ring,
morning the various tracery on the winSack white, and claret let them bring,
dow? There is not a more fruitful source And drink apace while breath you have, of reverie than You'll find but cold drink in the grave; Plover, partridge, for your dinner,
LATTICE ICEWORK. and a capon for the sinner, You shall find ready wlien you're up,
Imperial Mistress of the fur-clad Russ, And your horse shall have his sup.
Thy most magnificent and mighty freak, Welcome, welcome shall fly round,
The Wonder of the North, -* And I shall smile, THOUGH UNDERGROUND !
was but an uncomfortable and dismal sort - thus situated, if comfort be happiness, of business after all; how it must have judge whether I was happy or not!
In enraged the Muscovian patricians, when the midst of all these appliances and thronging the moulded and pillared Pa. means to boot, when my reposing body
lace of Icebergs, they vied in flattering and pleased inind were alike indulged, praise of the Czarina's fantasy, to feel, that exquisite picture in the Castie of In: 0$ of the coloured ice flowers, los dolence was realized,
rashly wooed by a painted lamp,
shower cold waler on their enthusiasm ! Near the pavilion where we slept, still ran. What a Tantalean punishment, the sight Soft 'tinkling streams, and dashing waters of commodious seats for weary limbs,
sell, And sobbing breezes sigh'd, and oft began
while (So work'd the wizard) wintry storms to
Sofa and Couch, and high-built Throne auswell, As Heaven and earth they would together
invited to repose, and repelled the warm At doors and windows threat'ning seem'd to touch with icy lubricity.
call, The Demons of the Tempest growling fell;
For my part, I had ra!her gaze, on a Yet the least entrance found they noise at frosty morning, froin the warın folds of all,
counterpane and blauket, under the comWhence, sweeter our sleep, secure in massy fortable canopy of tester and curtain, on
one pane of the casement where the frost MY WATCH.
has painted a picture in the night, than
roam at the risk of catarrh and rhenma. Te titte titte tita-te tit!
It is my tism through ail the living architecture of poor watch calling out to me in the hum the ice palace ; though gorgeous be its ming stillness of midnight, with feeble myriad festoons of many-coloured wreaths and flagging voice, intreating to have its that never thank the sun for their paintfunctions renovated.
ing, and though meteor galaxy of lamps I certainly am a brute to that watch
illumed but dursi not warm the glittering true, it is neither clad in chased gold, nor
frame. embossed with the flashing diamond or cool rich turquoise, but it is a good
• Vide Cowper's splendid description of the watch. I have had it for fourteen years, Empress Anne's Ice Paluce.
There is, to my mind, wonderful beau. In sooth, he works wonders; it is as ty and sublimity in the nightly impress the sightless couriers of the air, who sweep on the lattice pane, which meets the eye in a breath from the Antarctic to the on its first opening to the dreary white Equator, delighted to carve these quaint world. Look there, for instance, whát a imagery on the glass ; as if the wondrous perfect landscape, and what a story told scenes and events they alone witness were in that single pane.
There is a high transferred to the storied pane, a silent road with a gentle ascent between two emblem, a mystic allegory, to be perused stupendous barricades of mountain tufted and admired in silent bewilderment ! to their very summit with feathery span Well, let the mediæval artists boast of gled thickeis ; to the left the road winds their matchless power, of making the sun abruptly out of sight round the base of a himself a haughty tributary to their gorprojecting and heathery craig, and in geous paintings—let them exult as their that precise spot, the most picturesque crue glorious colours arrest and alchemize as cifix, gently sloping, displays its grace- in a crucible his meridian refulgence, as it ful simplicity. Was the peaceful pilgrim streams in splendid metamorphosis through or armed knight assassinated there ?-or the laceolate windings of some great westis there a cool stone shrine, a beaded well ern window, or the rose-wrought multhat sanctifies the lonely spot?_imagina- lions and gorgeous flower-work of some tion may tell the tale either way—there eastern oriel, or falls on the checquered is the crucifix.
pavement of black and white marble, And see on another pane, what a ter. iurning it to emeralds, rubies, and amerific glacier, what a chaotic congress of thysts :—let them exult, I say, over us mountains, what thunder-splitten spires, degenerate mortals, as they point to the what toitering pinnacles. See yon grove feeble hues of modern stained glass; they of taper firs on the very brink of the may enjoy their triumph, we have an abysme ; look at the horizontal trunks of artist still to decorate our windows, whose the pine that the mountain tornado has fairy, magnificence of design, and wild piled and overthrown in disjointed masses Salvatorial sublimity of detail, they never —and, dizziness to the eye, behold that could rival, and who, for one picture of fragile bridge, no thicker than a thread, their's, the toil of years, presents us with a spanning a sightless fathomless chasm, and hundred, and never two alike ; perpetual that steepled convent on the wood-wreathe variety, perpetual novelty, adorning and ed rock
amusing when all beside is dullness, But softer visions salute you as you and vanishing the instant that the relentturn to the next pane— 'tis a bower Ar. ing brilliance of sunshine renders his mida might have copied from ! - A long pictorial divertisements unnecessary,—the - vista avenue of the most delicious foliage Necromancer Frost ! stretches away from its entrance, while
( be continued.) in its latticed alcove, all the variegated pomps of the most rare and luxuriant shrubs have interwoven a brilliant shade. Notices of New Baoks. Here the creeper trails its delicate festoon --there the broad trunk poises a world of foliage,-and everywhere the bells, and A praiseworthy attempt, we perceive, Diahs and Stars, of a million florets trem- is being made, to produce periodically a ble to the breeze. My life for it, they cheap edition of the works of the old have heard lovers' vows ere now, and Dramatists. The endeavour is worthy of day alone has stopped the ballads of their support, and we most cordially hope it Philomel.
may meet with the warmest encourageSometimes the rampant monsters that ment. formed the train of the night-hag who
Two Numbers of the collection are scared our sleep, frown in rude and wild already published. They comprise two etching 10 our morning gaze on the frost. extremely singular productions; the first work window, grinning impotent menace part is devoted to Ralph Royster Doys-a pard's head, with ihe leathern wings ter, and the succeeding one to the much of a bala human face with an eagle's talked of comedy of Gammer Gurton's beak, sans eyes, and fanged like a boar Needle, by Bishop Still, which was for -all these spread their spectral blazonry some time considered the first regular coamid wreathy clouds of frostwork. Yon- medy; but the editor of the present neat der is the winding outstretched array of and compendious edition informs us that some chivalric or monastic cavalcade ; the play with which he has commenced there be banners and plumes, and a ca his labours, may be considered a more nopy and phalanx of lances, all minutely complete piece as far as regards concarved by the magician frost.
struction, and one of some fifteen years
THE OLD ENGLISH DRAMA.
We think it would have recollect I'll tell you. Shakspeare, (who been better if he had started with a reli. as I have heard, was a much better poet gious mystery and followed on with some than player,) Burbage, Hemmings, and of Heywood's interludes; he would then others of the older sort, were dead before have exhibited the English Drama in its I knew the town; but in my time, before rudest state, and the gradual progress it the wars, Lowin used to act, with mighty made towards the perfection it attained at applause, Falstaff, Morose, Volpone, and the close of the sixteenth century. It is Mammon in the Alchymist; Melantius, not too late to act upon our suggestion, in the Maid's Tragedy; and at the same and we feel convinced that by so doing time Amyntor was play'd by Stephen it would render the collection far more Hammerton, (who was, at first, a most complete, and cause it to be held in noted and beautiful woman-actor, but higher estimation. However, we are not afterwards he acted, with equal grace and at all disposed to cavil with the under- applause, a young lover's part) ; Taylor taking, for we think it both a spirited and acted Hamlet incomparably well, Jago, laudable one. The productions of those Truewit in the Silent Woman, and Face bright stars, Sackville, Marlowe, Chap- in the Alchymist; Swanston us’d to play man, Shirley, Daniel, Brome, Peele, Othello ; Pollard and Robinson were Marston, Dekker, Mayne, and Rowley, comedians ; so was Shank, who us'd to besides a numerous host of of others, who act Sir Roger, in the Scornful Lady : shone so brightly during the reigns of these were of the Black-friars. Those of Elizabeth, James, and the first Charles, principal note at the Cock-pit, were Perhave too long been neglected, and we kins, Michael Bowyer, Sumner, William hope that we shall now have them col. Allen, and Bird, eminent actors, and Rolected for the amusement and informa- bins, a comedian. Of the other compation of the present and succeeding gene. nies I took little notice. rations.
“ Lovewit. Were there so many comWe have not classed the name of the panies ? Warwickshire Bard, nor that of Uncle " TRUEMAN. Before the wars there Ben, as Howell familiarly calls Jonson ; were in being all these play-houses at the nor those of Beaumont and Fletcher, Mas- same time. The Black-friars, and Globe singer, or Ford, because there are extant on the Bank-side, a winter and summer excellent available editions of them, and house, belonging to the same company, we are desirous of seeing the efforts of called the King's Servants ; the Cock-pit those first reprinted, which at present are or Phoenix, in Drury-lane, called the rarities of price far beyond the means of Queen's Servants ; the Private House in most purchasers.
Salisbury-court, called the Prince's SerIndependent of the play above named vants ; the Fortune, near Whitecrossin the first part, we have printed with it street; and the Red Bull, at the upper Wright's singularly curious tract upon end of St. John's Street : the two last Old Plays and Players, (a bonne bouche were mostly frequented by citizens, and in itself,) " that tells us all about the the meaner sort of people. All these state of the Theatres, during those troub- companies got money, and liv’d in repulous times, 'ye Civil Warres,' and the tation, especially those of the Black-friars, sufferings experienced by the amusing who were men of grave and sober behavagabonds,' during the puritanical æra, viour." when the drama succumbed to the Round The subjoined shows the shifts to Heads, and the conventicle flourished on which the players were put during the its ruins. Matters stood thus with the time of Old Noll. stage till the · Merry Monarch came, “ Lovewit. Pr'ythee, Trueman, what caused its revival, and patronized both became of the players when the stage plays and players.
was put down, and the rebellion rais'd? There is such a vast fund of interesting 6. TRUEMAN. Most of 'em, except Lomatter in the dialogue of Wright's allud- win, Taylor, and Pollard, (who were sued to, that we shall venture to introduce perannuated) went into the king's army, here a portion of it. The following gives and, like good men and true, serv'd their some idea of the favourite actors and their old master, tho' in a different, yet more line of business in the olden time,' as honourable capacity. Robinson was killid well as the number of theatres and com at the taking of a place, (I think Basingpanies performing.
house), by Harrison, he that was after “ Lovewit. Pray, sir, what master. hang'd at Charing.cross, who refused him parts can you remember the old Black, quarter, and shot him in the head when friar's men to act in Jonson, Shakspeare, he had laid down his arms ; abusing and Fletcher's plays ?
scripture at the same time, in saying, - TRUEMAN. What I can at present • Cursed is he that doth the work of the
Lord negligently.' Mohun was a cap- Taylor; servants to his late majesty; and tain (and after the wars were ended here, by them dedicated to the honored few served in Flanders, where he received pay lovers of dramatic poesy: wherein they as a major.) Hart was a lieutenant of niodestly intimate their wants, and that horse under Sir Thomas Dallison, in with sufficient cause ; for whatever they Prince Rupert's regiment; Burt was cor were before the wars, they were after renet in the same troop, and Shatterel quar- duced to a necessitous condition. Lowin, ter-master ; Allen of the Cock-pit was a in his latter days, kept an inn, the Three major, and quarter-master-general at Ox. Pigeons, at Brentford, where he died very ford. I have not heard of one of these old, for he was an actor of eminent note players of any note that sided with the in the reign of James I., and his poverty other party, but only Swanston, and he was as great as his age. Taylor died at profess'd himself a presbyterian, took up Richmond, and was there buried. Polthe trade of a jeweller, and liv'd in Al- lard, who lived single, and had a compedermanbury, within the territory of father tent estale, retired to some relations he Calamy; the rest either lost, or expos'd had in the country, and there ended his their lives for their king. When the wars life. Perkins and Sumner, of the Cockwere over, and the royalists totally sub- pit, kept house together at Clerkenwell, du'd, most of 'em who were left alive and were there buried. These all died gather'd to London, and for a subsistance some years before the Restoration : what endeavour'd to revive their old trade pri. followed after, I need not tell you; you vately. They made up one company out can easily remember." of all the scatter'd members of several; Altogether, we view this Series of Old and in the winter before the king's muré Plays as a very creditable production. der, 1648, they ventured to act some The execution is also deserving of complays, with as much caution and privacy mendation, and is far beyond any thing as could be, at the Cock-pit. They con before attempted for the price. tinued undisturbed for three or four days, but at last, as they were presenting the Cobbelt's Advice to Young Men-No, 8, tragedy of the Bloody Brother, (in which Lowiu acted Aubrey ; Taylor, Rollo ;
(Unpublished.) Pollard, the Cook; Burt, Latorch ; and The eighth number of this interesting I think Hart, Otto,) a party of foot sol. work, which is on the eve of appearing, diers beset the house, surpriz'd 'em about contains a vast deal of curious and instructhe middle of the play, and carried 'em tive matter. We have heard it asked, how away in their habits, not admitting them can a man who has been engaged in such to shift, to Hatton-house, then a prison, a countless number of political brawls for where, having detain'd them some time, more than a quarter of a century, be cathey plundered them of their clothes, and pable of conveying advice to those of let 'em loose again. Afterwards, in Oli- much younger age?'. We answer, that ver's time, they used to act privately, we have nothing to do with the source three or four miles or more out of town, whence we receive it; it is enough for us now here, now there, sometimes in noble- to know that the sound precepts given in men's houses ; in particular, Holland. this little work are worthy the attention of house, at Kensington, where the nobility every one. From it the young man may and gentry who met, (but in no great learn to frame his conduct so as to insure numbers,) used to make a sum for them, a respectable and happy life, while those each giving a broad piece, or the like. of a more advanced age may be warned And Alexander Goffe, the woman-actor in time, and correct those errors into at Black-friars, (who had made himself which they have fallen, ere it be too late. known to persons of quality) used to be We fear, however, that the homely lanthe jackall, and give notice of time and guage of the present number will be found place. At Christmas and Bartholomew• fault with by many; for, in this age of fair, they used to bribe the officer who affected refinement, every thing that is commanded the guard at Whitehall, and not couched in elegant and captivating were thereupon connived at to act for a terms provokes the anger of the fastidious few days, at the Red Bull; but were -while writings, notoriously licentious, sometimes, notwithstanding, disturb’d by meet a ready sale. Not that we would soldiers. Some pick'd up a little money by any means say there is a single senby publishing the copies of plays never tence in this number which would call up before printed, but kept up in manuscript ; a blush upon the cheek of any of our fair for instance, in the year 1652, Beaumont readers. "May Heaven send them hus. and Fletcher's Wild-Goose-Chace was bands inclined to follow the advice herein printed in folio, for the public use of all given. The appearance of this book, to the ingenious, as the title page says, and which we have frequently alluded, reprivale benefit of John Lowin and Joseph minds us of the excellent maximns of Sir
Walter Raleigh, who, in his “ Advice to of any other man ; not to be separated his Son," has conveyed precepts which from her in this studious and ceremonious ought to be engraven on the heart of manner; and not to be ashamed to preevery young man.
Sir Walter was a fer ber company and conversation to that man of the world, -a gallant soldier, of any other woman, I never could and an accomplished courtier, -- but he discover any good-breeding in setting fell a victim to vanity and ambition, and another man, almost expressly, to poke found, when too late, that the end of such his nose up in the face of my wife, and things is death. Had he, like the inflexi. talk nonsense to her; for, in such cases, ble and unbeuding Sidney, retired from nonsense it generally is. It is not a court, and lived a life, which in his songs thing of much consequence, to be snre ; and sonnets he professed to love so much, but when the wife is young, especially, he would have gone down into his grave is is not seemly, at any rate, and it canwithout one single spot upon his good not possibly lead to any good, though name; but he preferred the court and its it may not lead to any great evil. And pleasures, and ended his days on a pub on the other hand, you may be quite lic scaffold ! He left, however, behind sure that, whatever she may seem to him, in the book alluded to, a rare trea. think of the matter, she will not like you sure, the result of his dear-bought expe. the better for your attentions of this sort rience. Mr. Cobbeu has had his trials; to other women, especially if they be no one will deny that they have been se. young and handsome; and as this spevere, and he has now arrived at an age cies fashionable nonsense can do you which admirably qualifies him for the no good, why gratify your love of talk, task he has undertaken.
or the vanity of any woman, at even the The following remarks are well wor- risk of exciting uneasiness in that mind thy the attention of every young married of which it is your most sacred duty to
preserve, if you can, the uninterrupted “ I never could see the sense of its being tranquilliiy." a piece of etiquette, a sort of mark of good breeding, to make it a rule that man and wife are not to sit side by side
Fine Arts. in a mixed company; that if a party walk out, the wife is to give her arm to
BRITISH INSTITUTION. some other than her husband ; that if
(For the Olio.) there be any other hand near, kis is not to help to a seat or into a carriage. I The present exhibition contains some pever could see the sense of this ; but I splendid specimens of landscape painting, have always seen the nonsense of it a branch of the arts in which we can rank plainly enough ; it is, in short, amongst many a celebrated name in the British many other foolish and mischievous School. Some of the weekly periodicals things that we do in aping the manners notice slightingly many of the paintings of those whose riches (frequently ill-gɔt.. now exhibiting, and utterly pass over ten) and whose power embolden them. others, undeserving of such conduct, to set, with impunity, pernicious exam- which are worthy of praise. Among ples; and to their examples this nation those thus treated are the following two. owes more of its degradation in morals Nos. 44 and 45. Compositions, Landthan to any other source. The truth is, scapes-B. Barker. In our review of that this is a piece of false refinement : the Society of British Artists last year, it, being interpreted, means, that so free we mentioned Mr. Barker's works in ierms are the parties from a liability to suspie of high commendation, and we see now cion, so innately virtuous and pure are no cause to retract one iota of it ; on the they, that each man can safely trust his contrary, if we can, we must bestow wife with another man, and each woman higher praise. Whether as a composiher husband with another woman. But tion, beauty of colouring and effect they, this piece of false - refinement, like all are excellent. others, overshoots its mark ; it says too No. 49. Rotterdam.-G. Jones, R.A.. much; for says that the parties have A rich and glowing picture, displaying. lewd thoughts in their minds. This Mr. Jones's wonted talent in this please, is not the fact, with regard to people in ing style. general ; but it must have been the ori No. 50. A close wooded scene. B. gin of this set of consummately ridicu- Barker. Another of Mr. Barker's beau.. lous and contemptible rules.
tiful landscapes. « Now I would advise a young man, No. 52. The Lady in St. Swithin's especially if he have a preliy wife, not Chair. -Sir W. Beechey, R.A. A picto commit her unnecessarily to the care ture more remarkable for its size, and the: