
Last Monday, having in the morning achieved the termination of the fourth act, and finding that my father did not act on Tuesday, I resolved, if possible, to get it finished in order to read it to him on Tuesday evening. I think you will excuse my not having answered you sooner.


MY DEAREST H-: I do not think you would have been surprised at my delay in answering your last, when I told you that on arriving here I found that all my goods and chattels had been (according to my own desire) only removed hither, and that their arrangement and bestowal still remained to be effected by myself and when I tell you that I have settled all these matters, and moreover finished my play. Lamartine and Victor Hugo had already proclaimed the enfranchisement of French poetical thought from the rigid rule of classical authority and all the enthusiastic believers in the future glories of the “ Muse Romantique ” went to the English theatre to be amazed if not daunted by the breadth of horizon and height of empyrean which her wings might sweep, and into which she might soar, “ puisque Shakespeare l’a bien osé.” Dieu! que j’aime cette pièce! il y a tant de remue-ménage.” And, taking that rather peculiar expression in a literal sense, it is no doubt painfully true of poor Othello’s domestic affairs.Ī few rash and superficial criticisms were hardly to be avoided but in general, my father has often said, in spite of the difficulty of the foreign language, and the strangeness of the foreign form of thought and feeling and combination of incident, his Parisian audience never appeared to him to miss the finer touches or more delicate and refined shades of his acting and in this respect he thought them superior to his own countrymen. One of the most enthusiastic admirers of the English representations said to my father, “ Ah! parlez moi d’Othello! voilà, voilà la passion, la tragédie.

The bride snatched from her bier and carried in her shroud to the front of the stage by her lover, already staggering under the draught of death in which his despair has pledged her the wife smothered in her bed and sobbing from beneath its pillows the strangled cries for mercy, and piteous farewells to life and love, were very different objects of compassion to the stately mesdames of the French tragedies, withdrawing in the midst of the very torrent, tempest, and whirlwind of their pathos and passion, to stab themselves and die in decent privacy behind the scenes. I do not remember hearing of any very eminent actress joining in that worthy enterprise but a Miss Smithson, a young lady with a figure and face of Hibernian beauty, whose superfluous native accent was no drawback to her merits in the esteem of her French audience, represented to them the heroines of the English tragic drama the incidents of which, infinitely more startling than any they were used to, invested their fair victim with an amazing power over her foreign critics, and she received from them, in consequence, a rather disproportionate share of admiration, - due, perhaps, more to the astonishing circumstances in which she appeared before them than to the excellence of her acting under them. Pirate or Treasure Then you can Type ‘ Pirate‘ Or ‘ Treasure‘ or any word from the answer to know the whole phrase.THE success of the English theatre in Paris was quite satisfactory and all the most eminent members of the profession, - Kean, Young, Macready, and my father, - went over in turn to exhibit to the Parisian public Shakespeare the Barbarian, illustrated by his barbarian fellow - countrymen.

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