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Sh > dowedtby many a leafy bough ; ^ : ^ Wiilto fin ^ rs pale the bridal vine Still * laspis her 'forest , lord , and strays Where # a ^ rii voluptuous sunbeams shine , A thousiuid / various waysj Qrhangs th , e curtain that she weaves ' In folds before that temple fair : A loveljr tapestry of leaves , That ¦ : stirs with every air . The child approacht the lone retreat , With quickened step and eager eye j She called—^ -Awake ! Osisterj , sweet ! But there was no reply . She drew the leafy veil apart , She looked above , but nothing said , And entering with a beating heart . She stood before the deadi Alone and with the Dead she stood , The Dead , asleep among the . flowers , That yesternight her hand had strewed / Marked not the changing hours . She knew not it was morning prime , S | hall never know the silent noon , ^ Shall never heed the twilight time , Nor chronicle the moon . A broken lily in her hand , A drooping rose on drooping head ; Even Nature seemed to understand Her queerest flower lay dead . The Child , with aspeet sad and still , Stpod gazing at her sister ' s side . Content , if it had been Gbd ' s will . That moment to have died . She felt like Eve when Eden ' s gate Had closed on her for evermore , She felt that Ufe was desolate . That Paradise was o ' er . No tears are hers , for tears are vain , The heart and not the robe is rent , If God who gives will take again , 'Tis folly to lament . Then drop the curtain , fold by fold , Over the consecrated Bower , And veil from curious eyes and cold , The dead and living Flower . ] VT .
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THE OPERAS . The rentrSe of Mario in the Huguenots was , as it always is , the attraction of a crowded and enthusiastic audience . He was looking in admirable health , but his voice has , I fear , lost for ever its delicate beauty- ~ its bouquet , as the IVench say of wine ; and when the demands upon his high chest notes came , he either evaded them , or delivered them without that thrilling tone we were accustomed to hear . I think it is a pity he should continue to sing in Meyerbeer ' s operas , especially with Tamberlik m the house . There is a charming repertoire still open to him , and one that will not tear his voice to pieces . Grisi was in high spirits , and sang as grandly
as over her duet with , Marcel and her duet with Jlaoul . Formes was very fine , but occasionally bellowed more lustily than was tolerable . What a pity so fine an actor , and so excellent a singer as he sometimes is , does not loam to restrain the vulgar force ho seems to delight in letting loose ! On Thursday , Don Giovanni introduced Bonconi to an English audience in the character of that splendid reprobate—ribaldo audace ! Of his performance , and of Tamberfik ' s unparalleled singing of U mio tesor ' o , I will discourse next week . . __ .. _ .
At Heb Majesty's , Oruvelli has been gaining fresh admirers inMdello , and is to startle thorn by her versatility in Don JPasquale ; her repertoire seems limitless ! Why does she not toko Cenerentola ? She would bo ton times more effective in it than Angri , who is not competent to support the weight of an entire opera . Meanwhile tho Wagner controversy rages , and keeps Hrb Majesty's in a state of suspensive discomfort . If this said Wagner should after all turn > out a mediocrity- —if the oantatrice should prove no inoantatrice-r-vdmt immense comfort to the manager who loses hor ; and , as Plato would say , what a ? ' sell" to the public I
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t » 0 SE CHBBI . , J ^ ast we ek you may remombor the avowal of my passion for Rose Chan , and how , when tho impertinent thought of her being married crossed rao , a swift ingenuit y suggested " arsenic"' Sinoo then I have seen her , The arsenic is not wanted . I will givo it to Miss Martha Brown ' s amatory Cftt , who makes my garden his concort-rpom . Here , puss ! puss I O lloso , why did . you marry ! Marriage ! 'tis such an awkward thing—comma get v ° us gate unefemme t It tokos a young girl with the bloom and beauty , t ] io mystery and , infinite charm of youth , and depootiaps hor , / never
married ! JN " ow I look at Hose , and remember how" ( charming she was , 1 bless my inconstant stars that saved me fr < 6 m . > . . . : ¦¦?¦ . _^ , The meaning ; of that rhapsody is , that if y < Tu now go and see Rose Chen ( and by all means go ) you will see a charming actress , but you will Rot see the "Vision I once had . She is thinnOT everyway : thinner ia faof * tliinner in figture ; thinner invoice j thinner in manner . Her natvetd i * ho longer innocent j her innocence betrays the least possible sottppori o £ the serpent under it j , her gestures are not graceful ^ perhaps they never were , but they -must have lad the charming awkwardness of youth J The two pieces she played were Geneviet > e and £ rutus Jaoke C&ar . The former is an amusinelv disagreeable comedy bv Scribe , the pivot of
which is essentially Frenqh . Imagine a father ' s jealousy of bis daughter treated as the subject of facile laughters The very suggestion points ta diseased corners of selfish hearts , and outrages the sanctity of paternal affection . It is possible that a father may so love his daughter as to look upon , all her lovers in the light of enemies , —rivals ? it ispossiblethat he would force her to marry the man she did not love , rather than see her happy in another affection than his own . I can imagine this as possibleprobable even ;— -but possible with whom , probable with whom ? And are such exceptional diseases the right subjects for a dramatist to hold up ?
I do not call upon the stage for sermons ; I do not insist upon any puritanical severity ; far from it ; I think the stage may be permitted the licenses of life—but except to nail them on the cross of infamy I do not see why the outrages of Nature ' s code— -the diseases which will sometimes vitiate the hearts of men , should be presented to us on the stage . If CMranibaut ( the father in this piece ) were of our own set , should we laugh at him ? We should loathe him . His egoism would be revolting ; his love for his daughter would excite disgust instead of sympathy . Yet Scribe makes us laugh at it— -treats it as a foible , fit for gay comedy I Wuma ' s acting in the part of the father was a . study of nature , and almost reconciled us to the comedy . The brusquerie , the fondness , the impatience , and the unconscious egoism of the man was worthy of all praise . In the character of the 000116 in Midi aquartoze heures- * -of which I only saw a bit—I did not much like him ; but to play Clerambaut as he played
it , a man must be a fine actor . In Brutus lache GSsar , Hose Cheri was supported by Lafont , whose Serfbrmance was the better of the two . Those who have seen Charles fathews and Madame Yestris in ^ Delicate Ground-will be glad to compare notes in this , the original of that . piece . I did not see them , but I can imagine them . If you can imagine a company" of light comedians revelling in tragedy , you will understand the amount of pleasure derived from
THE WARDEN OP GAL WAY , produced at the Olympic on Wednesday , the more so "when I add that the said tragedy was in the dreariest style of High Art . There we had Mr . Hoskins removed from his sphere of " rattling" vivacity into rant , madness , and agonies of hysteria , throwing himself with reckless abandon upon the tragic green baize , and altogether making a determined " set " at tragedy j Mr . W . Farren was the conscience-stricken murderer , having to undergo a fearful amount of inexplicable emotion ; Mrs . Walter Lacy was the distressed virgin in white , given up to agonies . I ^ ot that I mean to attribute to these performers the failure of the piece . It is a dreary play , with no spark of poetry or passion ; with no touch of nature , no
hint of character . The performers really deserve praise tor having oar-t ried it through to the close . Theyjproduced no effect , for no effect waa producible with those materials . But to see comedians labouring thua out of their sphere , and in the vainest of efforts to make a parody of Brutus interesting , was not a pleasing spectacle . I" cannot bring myself to criticise the play : the cordial hisses of the audience rendered criticism needless 5 but I will say a word in praise of the painstaking and occasionally effective performance of Henry Farren in the ^ Warden . He marred it by two bursts of explosive vehemence , not sufficiently craduated for success ; and he has yet to learn the proper management or his voice in passionate situations ; but in the quieter portions he exhibited a verymarked advance in his art .
I must borrow from the Times the notice of the novelty at that really amusing place , the MARIONETTE THEATRE . " The drama of the Corsican Brothers having already received a tolerably fair portion of burlesque treatment , has at lost been turned to political account by the puppeta of tho Adelaide Gallery , under the title of tho Arcadian Brothers—i . 0 ., tho brothers of tho Lowthor Arcade . Paris remains Paris ns in the eerioua piece , but Coreica is metamorphosed into Englund , whence Punch beholds tho murder of his French brother , tho Charivari , by the President Louis Napoleon . Thus prompted by a sympathy , which tho drama at the Princess ' s has rendered univerand hs
sally familiar , ho hastens to Paris , armed with a pen , triumpover Napoleon , who vainly wields a sabre , gallantly carrying out tho idea of tho " Captain Pen and Captain Sword / ' as laid down by Mr . Loigh Hunt . AH the effects of tho drama ore ' carefully preserved in tho squib , and great pains have been taken to make tho President as like as possiblo to tho actual dictator , A loud oall for the onthor was raised at tho conclusion , when Mr . Albany Brown , the puppet manager , camo forward and stated that Mr . Hugo Vump , the puppet dramatist , was too nervous to appear , at tho same , time announcing tho piece for repetition every evening until further notice Tho consistency with which every detail of theatrical exhibition is carried out by marionettes , without tho intrusion of a single human being , is not tho least attractive feature of tho ontortainmont . "
And while on these entertainments , let mo not forget to mention , the most amusing of them
all—THE ASCENT OF MONT BLANC , which Albert Smith has now rendered a standing topic I went for tho seoond time tho other day , for tho pleasure of seeing tho pleasure sparkle in lovely cyos , but I found myself laughing as heartily , and listening as oacorly , and app lauding as joyously as if I had nover been thoro before I Having fteen it a second time , I promised myself tho pleasure of seeing it a third , whon the crush to get in has beeomo milder .
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May 8 , 1852 . ] TH E LEADER . M §
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Leader (1850-1860), May 8, 1852, page 449, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse2.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/l/issues/vm2-ncseproduct1934/page/21/
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