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This act concludes with a conversa- When at Tomiso, by the Moorish force, tion between the King and Onophrius, His band was cut asunder, he himself (legate of the Pope) in which the for- Was, by o'erwhelming numbers, driven mer proposes to obtain from Rome the away requisite dispensation for the marriage

To the right side, where tangled wild wood of Enrico with Albana. The Cardinal, The shores of the Dorillo. Then Almansor,

decks on the other hand, endeavours to draw Who knew not he was there, sent after him his attention to urgent and immediate A band but little stronger than his own. business, the nature of which already He and Orlando the Calabrian excites vague suspicions of the tremen- Cut down with their own hands their last dous eclaircissement which is to fol- assailants, low.

And in the Moorish rear saw themselves In the fourth act comes on that ex

victors.traordinary scene, on the success or Yet unto you, the way was barrier'd still failure of which the merit or demerit By that dense swarm of Moors who now of the play almost entirely rests. At

pursued a solemn audience, Manuel of Camas- The larger half of his disordered army,

Down towards Chiaramonté and Biscari tro, whose sudden arrival at Syracuse Of horses destitute, they hasten'd straight was already announced by Onophrius, On foot to the Dorillo, and would cross appears dressed in Fernando's armour, The river.-In a fishing-boat too slight and attended by a band of Spanish And frail to bear themselves, their clothes knights, all with closed visors, which

and armour at the request of the king they only Were borne upon the water ; and with this, for a moment draw up; but among Dragging it with them, they by swimming them in the back ground, is one Sici

sought lian knight, whose features remain un- To reach the opposite shore. In vain ! discovered. Manuel now tells a story

They still of the Prince Fernando's captivity and Were downward drawn towards the sea ; life among the Moors at Tunis, which Beheld the hostile fleet !—The sheltering occupies no less than 31 pages, and we wood have no hesitation in saying, that there Was ended now ;-they must on this side never was any narrative contrived, land, which on the stage would prove more And scarcely had succeeded, ere they saw effective. None of his speeches are too The Moorish army on the shore await long; for he is constantly interrupted,

them ! in consequence of the excessive imprese Their capture now was certain,—and Fersion which the story makes on his au

nando dience, whom he finally leaves in a sort Distractedly to his companion cried of uncertainty, whether Fernando is

“ Almansor seeks the crown of Sicily, really dead or yet survives, though he and this will Basil for my life resign affirms the former. Fernando, it seems, The living cause of such disgrace !”—

In ransom. Let me rather die, than be had been taken prisoner, and a Cala

Bas. Truth,-truth !brian knight, who had dressed himself By Heaven there is no fiction here-_'Twas in the prince's armour, had been killed

he, and treated in the manner described in dlone Fernando, who could think so nothe first act. The question, why Ma- bly! nuel should appear thus unexpectedly, I see him grasp with desperate hand the and not as an hostile invader at Syra

sword cuse, with many other mysteries, are

For my sake he hath died ! satisfactorily cleared up. There is al- Man. Nay, the Calabrian so an especial reason why the disclo- Allow'd him not.—He counsell’d s ratasure was to be made in this gradual The enemy might by a change of dress manner, for it was to be feared that Be so deceived, that the true prince would the sudden joy of hearing that Fernan

be, do still survived, would prove too much Instead of the pretended, cheaply ranfor the already disordered intellects of som’d. Enrico. To extract 34 pages is of Thus they, already stripp'd, without decourse impossible ; but a few lines of lay, Manuel's historical narrative may be Exchanged their garments.—” allowed.

But it is in vain, within the prescriMan. He fell not in the battle :-he was

bed limits of this article, to attempt captured.

following out either the leading narrative, or the deep-laid underplot, by Fern. And lucts too, father (with which Manuel accounts for his pre- great suffering) sent appearance at the court of Syra

Oh, Lenora ! cuse. — Towards the end, perceiving

Enr. (Wildly and with fixed staring eyes.) the excessive agitation of Enrico, he Where am I ?-Light, light here ! My wishes to evade answering the king's


Is darkinquiries as to the manner of Fernando's death, ordering, at the same time, Away-to her !

Benv. (Aside.) He now is lost-Away!all his companions with shut helmets

(Hastens to the right wing.) to retire ;-but one of them, THE SI.

SCENE VI. CILIAN, attended by two others who

Others as before. Albana. endeavour to hold him back, returns Alb. (behind the scenes.) Fernando! unperceived by Manuel upon the back Benv. 'Tis too late ! ground. The king then explains that Alb. (Entering:) Where is my husband ? it is necessary for him to obtain mi- _'Twas his voice that call'd me.nute information as to Fernando's “HE LIVES," has been proclaim'd through decease, in order to be transmitted to

all the palace !Rome, where he hopes to obtain per

Feru. (Meeting her.) Lenora !

Alb. (Falls exhausted into his arms.) My mission for the marriage of his survi

Fernando !_Kill me straightving son with the “ Albaneserin.”On hearing this the Sicilian in the Oh, if thou liv'st, grant me the boon of

death!-back ground utters an involuntary ex- Fern. (Affectionately.) My wife! clamation of surprise, and Enrico,

Enr. (Staring wildly on them, suddenly struck by his tone of voice, exclaims,- starts.) How then ?-His wife ? Enr. Who spoke there?

Bas. (Aside.) So_" by a woman Man. (perceiving the Sicilian,) Oh, Al Of both sons let him be bereft !”

mighty Heaven ! The Sicilian. (Struggling with his atten

It is impossible, either by an abstract dants.) Away!

or extracts, to trace out at present the Leave me !-(with painful agitation) Le- varied conflicts which occupy the rest

of this act, and the whole of the fifth. Bas. Speaks the Grave?

It is already obvious that the death of Man. All caution

both brothers must take place. EnriIs now in vain.--Prince, be composed and co is banished for life to Norway, and resolute !

prepares for his departure; but Fera Your brother LIVES_Oh, fearful inter- nando, meanwhile, has determined view!

otherwise; and there is one very powerHe is even now before you ! Fernando. (Comes forward with his visor already secured the means of his own

ful scene, in which the latter, having thrown back.) There !

destruction, Dar'st thou yet look on him ?

appears on the stage, Enrico,--Basil, Benv. and Leontio—(to

pale and almost lifeless, interrupting gether.) FERNANDO !

an interview between Albana and En. Fern. (Struggling for utterance.) Sera rico, whom he now beholds with un

broken tranquillity. When Albana Bas. (Tottering backwards.) Oh, Hea perceives him, she flies from Enrico ven, what have I done !

to her husband's assistance. The other Enr. Alive ?

characters crowd on the stage. FerAnd do I live ?_I_Oh,


brother ! nando dies, supported by Albana. En(Falls on Fernando's neck.) rico throws himself down by the body, Fern. (Disengaging himself:) Hence, where, on coming to himself, he finds Seducer ! Was this then thy grief ?- his brother's sword, with which, notWas this

withstanding every effort to prevent The frenzy that we tenderly would lead

him, he rushes from the palace. By slow degrees unto the truth ?-Oh, nature,

Enr. (Breaking from them.) Lamb. Uphold yet in my brain the light of Rea- hearted crew! son,

Away! Else shall the eagle pounce on And let me find the madman only guilty !

you, (To Basil.) But said you that their hearts And bear you with him to the clouds ! were join'd ?

How then ? Bas. (Falls trembling into his arms.)— Meek, patient flock, would you that while

Fernando !

nora !

pent !

he soars,

• As to this, there is a kind of underplot, which we have not had room to include.



I yet should grovel on the fields with you? Avert your thoughts from themes unsearchYe fools,

able : Know ye not that I was distraught, and They do unman us. would

Bas. Nay, not so. For me, Have murder'd him, when death already I ask no more by whom or whence were Upon his heart? Therefore, let death be The blows that have o‘erwhelm'd me. mine!

The dark powers Ye heroes, trembling at the sight of blood, That from all mortal eyes remain concealed, Full well ye know and feel what I must do, So cunningly their trade and influence ply, And yet would not the deed behold. Stay That when the deed is done, we stand in then !

doubt, From wheresoe'er the inward storm shall If 'twas by them or by ourselves fulfill'd. bear

But, if Camastro's dying words subdued The thundercloud, and where that cloud The spirits of revenge unto his service, hath broken,

So have they, like mild-temper'd vassals, It will be unto you announced.

scarce (Rushes out. Benvolio and Leontio Obey'd the mandates of their angry master. follow him.)

Truly, both sons are by a woman lost, Bas. (Follows also a few steps) My son! Yet not through hatred. Lovingly they My only one! (Sinks exhausted into the

lie arms of Onophrius.)

In death, triumphant victors o'er the power God! (reviving) After him, on wings!

Of earthly and corporeal impulses, Disarm and bind him fast! Onophrius !

Before the now lone Albaneserin! So weak the limbs, and yet the heart so strong,

There are three more pages, but it So rocky, that even this stroke hath not is needless to translate farther. The rent it!

crown of Sicily is transferred to Don Onoph. Hope still, my liege! His life Manuel—Basil retires to his ancestral

will yet be saved. Bas. No, 'tis even as he said ; he can. returns to Italy.

home in Norway, and the Albaneserin not bear it! (Looking at Fernando's body.) character from its precursors, for Müll

Our present article is of a different This, this was supernatural sacrifice; Divine flames burn’d within an earthly possible to that which he formerly.em

ner's style is now the most opposite shrine, And must consume the altar that upheld ployed. Leave out the stage directions, them.

and the Albaneserin would in many Such lofty deed had deadly consequence, scenes read somewhat like a tragedy But that, departed hero, thou o’erlook’dst. of Alfieri ! Woods, mountains, and old Onoph. The page !

baronial castles, formed the scenes of (Leontio enters.) Müllner's former plays, and his eloAlb. Woe! woe! Leont. (With tears) 'Tis done—fallen tions derived from the pure and uni

quence was strengthened by associaon his sword!

versally-understood impulses and inHis last words, “ Bear me unto him!”

fluences of nature. Now, on the conBas. Be then His words obey'd.

trary, we have to deal with a plot so (The body of Enrico is borne in and intricate, that imagination has no longlaid by that of Fernando. Benvo

er room to move her wings; and the lio enters at the same time, and author seeins studiously to have avoidcomes with an expression of deep ed all imagery, which can properly be sorrow towards Albana, wno stands called poetical! It is, moreover, only motionless. A deep silence.) by an entire translation, or by a refuSCENE XI.

ciamento for the stage, that the AlbanOthers as before. Don Manuel enters. eserin can be fairly judged of. We hope

Man. The terrors of the palace Müllner's next work will be of a differTold then no more than truth. Unhappy ent class,—that he will call to mind King!

the applause so deservedly bestowed Bas. King? Death alone is monarch “ Guilt, or the Anniversary," and

here on earth! Cover the bodies with th' imperial robes,

remember, too, that Schiller, in his se(It is done.)

verer productions, (after the “ PLASFor nobly have they died. This wilt thou Tic” system had taken possession of own,

his mind,) never equalled that scene Even thou, Camastro, son of him whose of the “Robbers," wherein Moor,

amid wild forest scenery, contemplates Against me raised the powers of Hell. and apostrophizes the setting sun. Man. My liege,




SIXTY-FIVE SONNETS, WITH PREPATORY REMARKS, &c.* We have no connexion whatever may burn clear and bright till consuwith the coal-trade, and were never at med in the last general conflagration. Newcastle but once, passing through But, farther, here is a volume of it on the top of an exceedingly heavy poems written, as we are credibly incoach, along with about a score of formed, by a Newcastle-man-which other travellers ; nor, should we live exhibits a vigour and elegance of mind a thousand years, is it possible we can rather rare, we suspect, even among forget that transit. We wonder what us modern Athenians, who expect ereblockhead first built Newcastle ; for, long to be talking broad Scotch bebefore you can get into and outof it, you low the pillars of the Parthenon,-Mimust descend one hill, and ascend an- nerva being, as is well known, the other about as steep as the sides of a tutelary goddess of Scotland, and hacoal-pit. Had the coach been upset that ving late in life married St Andrew, day, instead of the day before, and the and died without issue. day after, there would have been no How we came to know that our auend, and indeed no beginning to this thor is a Newcastle-man, is no busiMagazine. We all clustered as thick- ness of his, or of our readers. We ly together on the roof of the vehicle have ways and means of knowing eve(it was a sort of macvey or fly) as ry thing worth knowing. And what the good people of Rome did to see is more, we have learnt that he is a great Pompey passing along ;-but we, whig. This is most dis on the contrary, saw nothing but a set but there is, we believe, some excuse of gaping inhabitants, who were mo- to be found for him in this—that the mentarily expecting to see us all brought disease is with him hereditary. He low. We remarked one man fasten- was unfortunately born a Whig, and ing his eye upon our legs that were we must not quarrel with the stars. dangling from the roof under an iron But in taste, talents, and genius, he is railwho, we are confident, was a an absolute Tory, as will be made surgeon. However, we kept swinging manifest by a few extracts from his along from side to side, as if the mac- little, modest, unpresuming volume. vey had been as drunk as an owl, and in a preface of about twenty pages, none of the passengers, we have reason he treats of the specific character of to believe, were killed that day.--It the Sonnet, and that with singular was a maiden circuit.

acuteness and ingenuity. We have As we were saying, that constitutes not lately seen a better piece of prose, our whole personal knowledge of New- either in thought or expression, than castle. But since that time we have the following disquisition : frequently seen and heard its name “ The author's most extended idea of a mentioned, and understand it is a thrin Sonnet, however, includes no powers of exving place. We regularly read Mit- pression which the English tongue does not chel's radical Newspaper, notwith- eminently possess. In endeavouring to asstanding his childish abuse of us, and certain its requisites, he ventures to assert, have a kindness for the man, chiefly quality of this species of composition, still

that simplicity is not the characteristic on account of some pretty and amiable less that which is commonly termed smoothverses which we have seen from his

The Sonnet, in fact, appears to be pen. Is there not a Literary and Phi- a measured and somewhat pompous, but a Iosophical Society in Newcastle? And musical and imposing formula for the ex. did they not debate whether or not pression of a single or a prominent thought. Don Juan ought to be admitted into There seems to be no rule in nature to their immaculate library? And does not limit the species of thought required. It the inimitable Bewick, whom Words is indeed observable, that the tender and worth calls “ The Genius that dwells contemplative have been most frequently on the Banks of the Tyne," live in embodied in the sonnet form ; but that the Newcastle? All this is true, and for satirical, sublime, ludicrous, &c. are equalthese and other reasons—(among them nish sonnets, as well as of our own, will,

ly applicable, the body of Italian and Spathe high esteem in which we are uni- it is presumed, afford sufficient proofs. versally held therei. e. Mitchell ex- Milton, who made the Italian sonnet his cepted-being one of the chief) we model, has written in all these moods. love Newcastle, and wish that its coals " If it be allowed that a Sonnet may, with


Baldwin, Cradock, and Joy, 1818

equal propriety, be grave or gay, tender as to arrange one sonnet. It may not per. or severe, it will be readily conceded that haps be improper here to observe, that there no peculiar subtle turn, in short, that no exists a remarkable identity of character in - idiosyncracy” of language (if such an the Spenserian stanza and the Sonnet : the expression is allowable) can be requisite. same measured, and rather ostentatious The idiom of humour must be the reverse preparation, the same strength and singu. of that of melancholy, and from the ten- lar suitability to every direction of thought derness of passion the causticity of satire is from the sublime to the ludicrous. equally distinct. If, ther, the English “That the composition of the Sonnetis by tongue is competent to the expression of the no means at variance with the genius and humorous, the contemplative, the pathetic, structure of his native tongue, the author and the satirical, that reason should be both has convinced, at least himself, by the ingenious and forcible which is brought to foregoing considerations, backed by the adprove that sonnets possessing all those qua. mirable specimens scattered throughout the lities cannot be written successfully in the field of English poetry. What remains to English tongue.

be accounted for is the disrepute into which "The author has not proceeded thus far it has fallen in this country, or rather from unaware that the strongest, and certainly which it has never completely emerged. the most tangible part of the objection, is “ In pursuance of the object of these remade to the complicated versification of the marks, the reader is supposed to have adSonnet. It is triumphantly observed, that mitted the assumption that the Sonnet has the repeated rhymes, which, from the re- not risen, in the scale of poetry of this dundancy of similar sounds in his lan- country, to the degree which it has attainguage, are convenient to the Italian, are, ed in that of others. The cause of this from the converse of the proposition, as failure may probably be traced to an erdistressing to the English poet. He is roneous general impression of the nature painted as, distracted with the din of im- of its composition. Of all foreign poetry, portunate chimes, awkwardly and vainly the Italiani has, perhaps, been treated most imitating the masterly chords of the Italian; unjustly. Mr Capel Lofft, in the preface and, like him who, in emulation of the sup- to his Anthology of Sonnets, enumerates ple Hindoo, endeavours to keep half a tinsel, conceit, frigidity, and metaphysics, dozen balls at once in the air, now letting amongst the many heavy accusations against sense go to catch sound, and now dropping the Italian muse; and these unpleasant sound in the laudable tenacity of meaning symptoms are supposed to have shewn

“ This may be ludicrous, but it is not themselves most inveterately in her offconclusive; and such criticism, it is to be spring, the Sonnet. The Sonnet has been suspected, will bear repetition better than described as necessarily consisting of a investigation. One of the latest and most 6 simple thought.” Had the word single intelligent of our Italian tourists asserts, on been used, it might have gone far towards this ground, the utter inanity of the Eng- saving the reader of Sonnets from a good lish sonnets, which he describes as “las deal of common-place. The expression, boured and retouched things,” evidently which was intended to be a mere assertion not like the Italian, “ struck off in a heat.” of unity, may be too conveniently construed If this charge means any thing, it must into a denial of all “ point,” and consemean that the labour of composition is al- quently of all simile, comparison, or anways revoltingly apparent in the English tithesis. In the present unavoidable dearth sonnet. Now laborious composition does of simple originality, this is a most dannot necessarily shew itself in awkwardness gerous maxim ; and the unfortunate pracor obscurity; as some of our best specimens tice, resulting from such a theory, has not of easy and clear versification are known to been bettered by a horror, quite sufficient. have been the result of sedulous and un- ly intense, of those strainings after originwearied polishing. But, leaving this ob. ality which the Italians themselves have jection, it needs only to refer to the multi- stigmatized by the title of • Concetti.' tude of English sonnets extant, to shew that The proverbial lot of all terrified by defective versification is not more to be Charybdis is to fall into Scylla. For the found in them than in other species of com. author of the present observations to assert position ; and, indeed, there is little reason that this has been the fate of most English that it should. The aspirant to Sonnet- sonnetteers may be bold, but, he believes, writing must tax his ingenuity to the find. not unjust. It is the less so, because he ing of four words rhyming to each other. does not intend to insinuate any thing A little reflection will serve to shew that against the general respectability of talent this is by no means difficult. The framers shewn by the writers in this department of of the objection appear to have forgotten literature. He only excepts against them, that such poems as the “ Faëry Queen," that they, in general, appear to have been the " Castle of Indolence," the 6 Min. led into a mistaken method of writing, strel," &c. are written in a stanza requi- which, if applied to any other species of ring a quadruplication of rhyme; to con- poetry, would have produced consequences struct two of which inust, of course, be nearly as bad. very nearly as great a rhyming difficulty “ That simplicity is one of the greatest

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