Or to aught else in this gay glittering world: In the closing scene, when pursued by the unworthy solicitations of the King, Evadne relies on the potency of her eloquence alone. And there are few finer conceptions in our dramatic literature than that in which she appeals for protection to the statues of her ancestors; and, pointing to her father's marble effigy, asks : Know you this statue ? Evadne.-Nay, look again—for I shall think but ill Of princely memories, if you can find, No image like to this-look at that smile- Evadne.-(Breaking into exultation) Aye!-'tis indeed my father!-'tis my good, Exalted, generous, and god-like father! Be proud of for her dower!-It is my father! He hath not left behind!-There is that smile [With a proud and conscious interrogatory.] King.—One, whom I confess Of high and many virtues. Evadne.-Is that all? I will help your memory, and tell you first, Ha! do you start, my lord! On Milan's plain A sword thrust at your bosom, rushed-it pierced him! He perished to preserve you! [rushes to the statue] Although no heart doth beat within that breast, Make me as foul as blotted pestilence, As black as darkest midnight, and as vile King. She has smitten Evadne.-Approach, my lord! Come in the midst of all mine ancestry, King.-Thou hast wrought A miracle upon thy prince's heart, And lifted up a vestal lamp to show, To show my soul its own deformity-my guilt! The copyright was purchased by Mr. Murray for the sum of a hundred guineas, and the play went through many editions. From the theatre the author received four hundred pounds. As an acting play it has kept its place longer than any of the others. Of late years the principal part has frequently been sustained with great effect by Miss Helen Faucit: and the lovers of the modern drama in the United States have recently become familiar with Evadne as performed by Miss Julia Dean. In September, 1819, he visited Paris, where for the first time he became acquainted with Talma. He found the great actor affable and frank, easy of access, and apparently pleased with the opportunity of talking to one who was well acquainted with English dramatic literature and with the existing English stage. Talma understood the language of Shakspeare well, and had long cherished the idea that he would succeed in the representation in English of the leading characters which he had himself seen Kemble play. He spoke of Kemble's performances in a tone of the highest admiration, but doubted whether his voice would have been strong enough for the requirements of the French stage. He had studied Hamlet, in particular, and one day, at Sheil's request, recited for him, as he conceived it ought to be delivered in representation, the celebrated soliloquy, "To be or not to be," &c. There was much originality and impressiveness about it; it would not perhaps have altogether satisfied a London audience, "but a discriminating actor would have found in it much for study, and even for imitation. It was at once solemn and abrupt. The pauses were long, but the utterance was sudden, and occasionally precipitate. There was an earnestness, and, if I may so say, an impatient curiosity in his investigations of the mysteries of the grave, which he seemed to open and search like one looking for its secrets like a treasure in its dark and impenetrable depth. Yet there was no less of dignity in this impassioned scrutiny. He was more swift than hurried. The images appeared to pass, like the shadows of rapid clouds, over an elevated mind. He seemed to spring at once over the boundaries which separate us from futurity, and to traverse vast tracts of meditation in a single thought. It was not exactly consistent with our notions of Hamlet, but it was a noble portraiture of a man holding discourse with death."* His acquaintance with Talma was to him a source of infinite gratification, and a theme on which in after years he often used to dwell. His keen appreciation of the subtler arts of recitation, and of those refinements of dramatic enunciation and delivery, of which this great artist is said to have possessed so profound a knowledge, constituted a bond of sympathy between them that took but little time to form. There was, indeed, much that was congenial in their natures: the same "promptitude to feel" deeply and intensely, which manifested itself in private as well as in public, and the same longing for undisturbed repose and thorough love of the tranquillity that the listless and passionless are erroneously believed to be alone fitted to enjoy. To both, long intervals of quietude seemed * Article on Talma. New Monthly Magazine, July, 1822. |