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The position was selected at a distance from the tle remains for us to do, but to give some tation, he is persuaded by his friends “ to river, as the banks of the stream are skirted with account of these their present productions. brave the tyrant's wrath.' A civil commowoods in which a number of Indians were distinctly And—if we may already quote the language tion ensues, which causes Gracchus, in the seen. Our horses were staked with very short ropes, of Caius Gracchus-“ first, with the first.” sfth act, to take refuge in the temple of the arms were all examined and loaded afresh, six centinels placed on duty, and the rest of the party Those who have read the tragedy of Vir- Diana, whither Cornelia, with

his wife and remained up ready to resist any attack; a large ginius, or who have witnessed its perform- child, had already fled for safety. Being fire was kindled in order to apprize our companions ance on the stage, will probably be in some pursued into the sanctuary by Opimius and of our situation; and in this unpleasant uncertainty degree disappointed in the perusal of Caius bis followers, the catastrophe is achieved about their fate we remained until they made their Gracchus. We indeed observe the same by the self-effected death of Gracchus. appearance. They had fortunately seen no Indians: faults, the same colloquialism bordering on The supply of provisions which they brought was

The first passage which we select for tasted, but found inferior to the buffalo. The fat vulgarity of style, and the same weak, quotation is part of the speech of Gracchus of the elk partakes of the nature of tallow, and is hobbling attempts at blank verse; but we in favour of Vettius. much less fusible than that of other animals, so that can discern few of the redeeming beauties unless eaten very hot it consolidates and adheres to which have ensured to Virginius “its little And depositions of the witnesses.

C. Gracc. Romans! I hold a copy of the chargem the mouth. The best part of the animal is the ud- hour upon the stage.” Lord Byron wrote Upon three several grounds he is arraigned. der, which, being fixed upon a forked stick, was roasted before the fire. As soon as our meal was a drama expressly for the closet, a drama First, that he strove to bring the magistracy finished, the fire was extinguished. A few Indians of more poetical power than any modern Into contempt; next, that he formed a plot,

With certain slaves, to raise a tumult; lasthad accompanied us to our camp, but all withdrew production of the kind with which we are after a while except an old worthless man, who was acquainted; it was enacted by His Majes- Would bid him sheathe a dagger in his breast!-

And were there here the slightest proof, myself recognized by several of the party, as his character

ty's servants at Drury-Lane, an to use That he conspired with enemies of Romewas notorious at Fort St Anthony. This fellow was one of the most impudent of the band, ceaselessly the phrase of Mr Brulgruddery, “ruined With foreigners ! barbarians! to betray her! begging for tobacco, whiskey, &c. When he was past all condemption." Mr Knowles wrote The first, I'll answer-Vettius is a Roman, told that the party had no whiskey with them, and Caius Gracchus expressly for the stage, The next, l'll answer-Vettius is a freeman,

And 'tis his privilege to speak his thougbts. that they had given as much tobacco as they could and there perhaps it has escaped the con- And never would make compact with a slave. spare, he observed with the greatest effrontery, demnation it must receive in the closet. The last, I'll answer-Vettius loves his country, what then can you give me?" Observing that Mr But to enable our readers to judge of its And who that loves his country would betray her! Keating was drinking out of his canteen, one of these Indians came up to him, and extended his merits and its demerits, we will give a brief But, say they, 'We have witnesses against him.' tained water, and not whiskey, he attempted to take make some extracts of its worse and its Who next? A Slave-Set down a Roman Knight. hand, asking for whiskey; being told that it con- sketch of its story, and then proceed to Name them :- Who stands the first upon the list ?

A Client--I'll oppose to him a Senator. the canteen, which was, however, resisted. better parts.

Who follows last? The Servant of a QuestorThe party being again safely united, Major Long

The scene is laid at Rome, in the 633d I'll place a Tribune opposite to him! considering that, if an attack was intended, it would be made a short time before daylight, determined year of the city, when Caius Gracchus (the How stand we now? Which weighs the heavier? to allow the borses to rest until midnight

, when the brother of that Tiberius who had perished Their Questor's Servant, or my Tribune?—Their moon, rising, would make it pleasant and safe to some years previous in consequence of the Slave, or my Roman Knight? Their Client, or

My Senator?--Now', call your witnesses! travel. Accordingly at that hour we resumed our seditions caused by his revival of the Agra- Marc. We'll bave no witnesses ! fine of march. Par preparations for departure rian law) began to exercise the power Tit. For your sake, Caius, we acquit him. were made with the greatest expedition and silence,

Marc. Vettius is innocent! so as not to be observed by the Indians at a distance, which he had acquired by his popular tal

Citizens. Ay! Ay! Ay! and to avoid disturbing the old man that was sleep- ents and personal courage, and, perhaps

Marc. The tribes acquit Vettius by acclamation. ing or affecting to sleep under one of our carts; in above all, by his vehement and immoderate

Opim. Hear me, I say! the latter purpose, however, we failed; the old contempt for the Patricians, and his resist- Citizens. No! No! No! man awokė, and seeing what we were about, he ance to all their encroachments. He is left us immediately, notwithstanding the attempt introduced in the tragedy before us, de

C. Gracc. Their voices are against you, Opimius!

Flamin. To please the people we withdraw our made to amuse him with conversation until we should be ready to start; but we could not detain fending the cause of Spurius Vettius, who charge. him; we saw him walk over the prairie, and by the had been accused of treason against the In the following, Caius transfers his own light of the moon traced his figure until he ap- state. By effecting the acquittal of Vet- fate to his brother. proached near to the river, when he disappeared in tius he increased his popularity, and the woods. This was the last Dacota whom we rendered himself more than ever obnox- Go ask the Tiber if he lives again.

C. Gracc. Tiberius lives again! Alas, my friends! saw. The plates in these volumes are excel

ious to all the Patricians, and particu- Cry for him to its waters! they do know lent; they are the best which we recollect move him from the city and thus nip Where they do murmnr o'er him; but with all larly to Lucius Opimius, who, « to re. Where your Tiberius lies, never to live

Again !- Their channel was his only grave, to have seen in any American book of danger in the bud,” procures his appoint. The restless chafing of their many waves, travels. And as we think illustrations of ment to the Quæstorship; and Gracchus, Cannot awake one ibrob in the big heart this sort add more to the value of the having informed his mother, Cornelia, and That wont to beat so strong, when struggling for work than they can add to its cost, we his wife, Licinia, of his new honours, sets Your liberties! bope that Messrs Carey & Lea will be out with Opimius on his journey, and closes It was Caius, and not Tiberius, who was encouraged to pursue the same plan in the first act.

murdered by order of the consul, and whose their 'future publications, and that other publishers may be induced to follow their torship to have expired, and Gracchus to

The second act supposes his full Quæs- body was thrown into the Tiber.

The following exhibits many of the charexample.

have returned to Rome, where he is imme- acteristic faults of the author.
diately summoned before the senate and

Licinia. I do not care for greatness.
Caius Gracchus : A Tragedy, in five acts. preferred against him by Opimius. Being "Tis any where but at home; you will not find it

people, to answer to the charge of treason, It is a thing lives too much out of doors; By James S. Knowles, author of Vir- acquitted of this charge, he offers himself Once in a week, in its own house

, at supper ginius. New York. 1824. 18mo. pp. 58. for, and is chosen to, the office of tribune. With the family! Knock any hour you choose, Alasco ; A Tragedy, in five acts. By Mar, In the third act, Lucius Drusus, the col- And ask for it; nine times in uen, they'll send yon tin Archer Shee, Esq. R. A. Excluded league of Gracchus, is made the tool of Or such a one's, in quest of it! 'Tis a month.

To the Senate, or the Forum, or to such from the English Stage by the authority Opimius and the senate, to turn the popu- Since Caius took a meal from home, and that of the Lord Chumberlain. New York. Iar current in their favour; and Opimius Was with my brother. If he walks, I walk 1824. 18mo. pp. 86.

obtains the consulship, and prevents the re- Along with him, if I choose ; or, if I stay These two tragedies are of a very differ- election of Gracchus to the tribuneship. In Behind, it is a race 'twixt him and the time ent, and perhaps we might add, of a very the fourth act, Gracchus appears smarting And when he's back, and the door shut on him,

He promised to be back again, which is first. indifferent order. The author of each is under his persecutions, and indignant at the Consummate happy in my world within, well known to the dramatic world, and litlabrogation of his laws; and, after some hesi- I never think of any world without!


parse and

with you.

In the following we have Cornelia, the Of ripe Falernian, drown the little left

The wall, which speaks not but with others' Or virtue! mother of the Gracchi, uttering bad

Opim. He would raise a tumult!

I say you are not honest to the people.mar.

C. Gracc. No.

I say you are the Senate's tool--their bait-What want you with me, my Licinius? (Goes to This hand's the first to arm against the man, Their juggler-their trick-merchant. If I wrong him and takes him aside). You Whoe'er he be, that favours civil discord.

you, Have come to tell me something.-Caius hath I have no gust for blood, Opinius!

Burst out at once and free retort upon mespoken I sacrifice to justice and to mercy!

Tell me, I lie, and smite me to the earth!For Vettius.—I was certain he would do it.

Opim He has aspersed the justice of our order; I'll rise but to embrace you ! He has entered the lists! He has stripped for the He Aaiters the Plebians, and should be

Drusus. My good Caius, course! I know

Attached and brought to question for his conduct. Restrain your ardent temper; it doth hurry you He will not get fair play, no more than his brother! C. Gracc. Romans, I ask the office of your Into madness. These fears are not good omens, my Licinius !


C. Gracc. Give me but an answer, and But let him run it nobly!

Marc. Ay! you shall have it! Gracchus shall I'll be content.--Are you not leagued with the The words in italics, in the following pas

be Tribune!

Senate Tit. Gracchus Tribune! Caius Gracchus Trib- Drusus. Your senses leave you, Caius ! sage, are rather difficult to “


C. Gracc. Will you answer me? conster.”

Opim. Stay, friends! Take heed! Beware of Drusus. Throw off this humour ! What care T, that the world allows him good


C. Gracc. Give me an answer, Drusus! And wise? Did I not know him so before?

C. Gracc. The laws! The laws! Of common Drusus. Madman ! Why should I be glad

right, the hold!

C. Gracc. Are you the creature of the Senate ? That all do praise him! For his sake?--Alas! The wealth, the happiness, the freedom of

Drusus, Good Caius! For any cause but that!- Whom all do praise,

The nation! Who has hidden them-defaced them C. Grace. Do you juggle with the people ? Hath but a thousand eyes for one bent on him

Sold them--corrupted them from the pure letter? Let me but know you, man, from your own lips.
Can lower, as well as smile! I did not wed Why do they guard the rich man's cloak from a rent, / 'Tis all I want to know you are a traitor.
Thy son, as one would choose an idle gem And tear the poor man's garment from his back? Brusus. A traitor!
To other's eyes to sparkle; but because

Why are they, in the proud man's grasp, a sword, C. Grace. Ay!
He shone to mine.
And, in the hand of the humble man, a reed?

Drusus. To whom?
The laws! The laws! I ask you for the laws!! C. Gracc. To the poor people!
The defence of Gracchus, when accused Demand them in my country's sacred name! The houseless citizens, that sleep at nights
by Opimius, is quite as respectable as any Still silent! Reckless still of my appeal?

Before the portals, and that starve by day thing in the tragedy.

Romans! I ask the office of your Tribune! Under the noses of the Senators! C. Grace. Is this your charge?

(Exeunt C. Gracchus and party, with Thou art their magistrate, their friend, their father.

Citizens shouting. Dost thou betray, them? Hast thou sold them ? Censors ! I'll save your labour.--It appears

Opim. Stop him from rising, or our order falls? Wilt thou I am cited here, because I have returned

(Exeunt Opimius, with the rest. Juggle them out of the few friends they have left? Without my general's leave, and for the crime Of having raised the tumult at Fregella.

Drusus. If'twill content you, Caius, I am one The dialogue between the two tribunes

Who loves alike the Senate and the people. First, with the first. I have remained my time; is spirited.

I am the friend of both. Nay, I have overserved it by the laws-

C. Grace. Stay, Livius Drusus---let me speak C. Gracc. The friend of neitherThe laws which Caius Gracchus dares not break.

(Descends. The Senate's tool!--a traitor to the people !But, Censors, let that pass. I will propose

Drusus. Your pleasure, Caius?

A man that seems to side with neither party; A better question for your satisfaction

C. Gracc. Pleasure !--Livius Drusus,

Will now bend this way, and then make it up, “How have I served my time?' I'll answer that:-- Look not so sweet upon me!-I am no child By leaning a litile to the other side ; *How have I served my time ??-- For mine own Not to know better, for that is smeared

With one eye, glance his pity on the crowd, gain,

With honey! Let me rather see thee scowl And with the other, crouch to the nobility ;
Or that of the Republic?' What was my office? A little; and when thou dost speak, remind me Such men are the best instruments of tyranny.
Questor. What was its nature ? Lucrative-
of the rough trumpet more than the soft lute.

The simple slave is easily avoided
So lucrative, that all my predecessors,
By Jove, I can applaud the honest caitiff

By his external badge; your order wears
Who went forth poor, returned home rich. Bespeaks his craft!

The infamy within ! I went forth, poor enough;

Drusus. The caitiff!

Drusus. I'll leave you, Caius, But have returned, still poorer than I went.

C. Gracc. Ah! ho! Now

And hope your breast will harbour better counsels. You're Livius Drusus! You were only then Grudge you the Senate's kindness to the people ? Flamin. The charge

The man men took him for-the easy man, 'Tis well--whoe'er serves them shows love to Is heavy.

That, so the world went right, cared not who got C. Gracc. Heavy as the proofs are light. The praise. Who ever thought, in such

[Erit. The people following, with shouts. Ye citizens of Rome, behold what favour A plain and homely piece of stuff, to see

C. Gracc. Go! I have tilled a waste; and, with Your masters show your brethren! I have borne The mighty Senate's tool!

my su eat, My country's arms with honour; overserved Drusus. The Senate's tool!

Brought hope of fruitage forth--the superficial My time ; returned in poverty, that might

C. Gracc. Now, what a deal of pains for little and heartless soil cannot sustain the shoot: Have amassed treasures and they thus reward me-- profit!

The first harsh wind that sweeps it, leaves it bare !
Prefer a charge against me without proof,
Direct or indirect-without a testimony,

If you could play the juggler with me, Livius- Fool that I was to till it! Let them go!
To such perfection practise seeming, as

I loved them and I served them !--Let them go! Weighty or light-without an argument,

To pass it on me for realityIdle or plausible—without as much

The following is the nearest approxiinaMake my own senses witness 'gainst myself, Of feasibility, as would suffice That things I know impossible to be,

tion to poetry that we can discover. To feed suspicion's phantom! Why is this? I see as palpable as if they were

What, mother, what!--Are the gods also base ? How have I brought this hatred? When my brother, / 'Twere worth the acting; but, when I am master Is virtue base ? Is honour sunk? Is manhood Tiberius Gracchus, fell beneath their blows, Of all your mystery, and know, as well

A thing contemptible--and not to be I called them not assassins! When his friends As you do, that the prodigy 's a lie,

Maintained? Remember you Messina, mother? Fell sacrifices to their after-vengeance,

What wanton waste of labour !-Livius Drusus, Once from its promontory we beheld
I did not style them butchers! When their hatred I know you are a tool!
Drove the Numidian nobles from the Senate,

A galley in a storm; and as the bark
Drusus. Well, let me be so!

Approached the fatal shore, could well discern
With scoffs and execrations, that they praised me, I will not quarrel with you, worthy Caius! The features of the crew with horror all
And to my cause assigned the royal bounty Call me whate'er you please.

Aghast, save one! Alone he strove to guide Of King Vicipsa, still I did not name them,

C. Gracc. What baretaced shifting! The proud, invidious, insolent Patricians !

The prow, erect amidst the horrid war What real fierceness could grow tame so soon! Of winds and waters raging.– With one hand Opim. Hear ye! You turn upon me like a tiger, and

He ruled the hopeless helm-the other strained C. Grace. Ye men of Pome, there is no favour When open-mouthed

I brave you, straight you play The fragment of a shivered sail--bis brow For justice !--grudgingly her dues are granted! The crouching spaniel! You 'll not quarrel with me? The while bent proudly on the scowling surge, Your great men boast no more the love of country. I want you not to quarrel, Livius Drusus,

At which he scowled again.—The vessel struck! They count their talents-measure their domains But only to be honest to the people.

One man alone bestrode the wave, and rode Number their slaves--make lists of knights and Drusus. Honest!

The foaming courser safe ! 'Twas he, the same! clients

C. Gracc. Ay, honest!-Why do you repeat You clasped your Caius in your arms, and cried, Enlarge their palaces dress forth their banquets, My words, as if you feared to trust your own! Look, look, my son! the brave man ne'er despairs; Awake their lyres and timbrels-and, with their Do I play echo 'Question me, and see

•And lives where cowards die!' I would but make floods If I so fear to be myself.--I act

Due profit of your lesson.

me !

There is not a little obscurity in this as “a reading play,” cannot fail of pleasing thither, they are waylaid by emissaries of passage:

on the stage. It can add nothing to the Hohendahl, and Walsingham's life is preIs it to use

reputation of Mr Knowles, but might put served by the accidental intervention of That sword you go abroad?-Is it, my husband ? much into the purses of our theatrical man- Alasco, who, learning whither Amantha It is; alas, it is !-You would go forth

agers inasmuch as the story is interesting, had been conveyed, iminediately sets forth To sell your life for an ungrateful people.-- as there is much bustle in the action, and to attack the Baron in his castle. After To quit your wife and child for nien, looked on

as it is tolerably well “got up” for stage some skirmishing, and plots, and counterAnd saw your brother murdered-and will now effect.

plots, Alasco, overpowered by numbers, is Betray you even to death!

Perhaps some of our readers may not be conveyed to a dungeon, whither Conrad, The death of Gracchus is well managed.

aware of the circumstances which have one of his faithful followers, enters by means Lucius. The citizens

given a measure of notoriety to the tragedy of a secret passage, and proposes to Alasco Fly every way—and from the windows and

which forms the second article of our title. to escape. As he is about leaving the dunThe houses' top, the women look, and wring Their hands; and wail—and clamour.--Listen! you Covent Garden Theatre, in concurrence Amantha; he returns, and is soon sur

Mr George Colman, the inanager of the geon, his steps are arrested by the voice of Will hear hem. Cor. I can hear them without ears.-

with the Lord Chamberlain of England, rounded by the guards, who, at the tolling C. Gracc. (Without.) Shut to the gates! found in this tragedy many passages, which of the castle bell, convey him, as Amantha

[Erit Lucius. militated so strongly against their established supposes, to execution, leaving her alone in Licinia. (Starting up.) 'Tis Caius ! C. Graco (Still without.) Thankless hearts!

notions of propriety and loyalty, that they the dungeon. Hearing shouts, which, as Not one presents himself to aid my sword ;

would not suffer it to be represented until she imagined, announced the death of her Or lend a charger to assist my flight;

it had undergone a thorough expurgation; husband, Arnantha stabs herself with a dagBut, as I were a racer in the games,

and they were as careful to eradicate every ger, which had been dropped in the dunThey cry, 'Make haste!' and shoot as I pass by! sentence in which liberty or slavery, king geon, and lives long enough to see her May they remain the abject things they are,

or freemen, tyrant or patriot occurred, as husband, and to hear that the shouts were May they crawl Ever in bondage and in misery,

if whiggism and toryism, ministerialism and the effect of Alasco's pardon. Alasco, after And never know the blessed rights of freemen! antiministerialism, George the Fourth and apostrophizing the dead body of Amantha,

(Enters. Mr Brougham, had been used in their stead. stabs himself with the same dagger, and this Here will I perish!

Mr Shee, not brooking the mutilation of closes the tragedy. There are many faults Licinia. (Rushing up to him.) Caius !

his tragedy with too much patience, and in this play, and though it contains some C. Gracc. My Licinia ! -My mother too.

thinking himself a persecuted man, pub- good passages, it cannot, upon the whole, Licin. Why should you perish ?-Fly

lished the play entire, distinguishing by in- be ranked much above mediocrity. And save your life, my Caius! Fly.--A steed- verted commas, the passages which had so The following passages may be considered A steed! There are a hundred ways to save mortally offended “these judicious Dogber- very favourable specimens of this drama. Your life ; take one of them, my Caius.

ries of the new dramatic police.” In all SCENE IV. A Dungeon.-Alasco is discovered Cor. If There's any hope, my son,

this there is something in our eyes exceed- sleeping on a bench, but aroused by a piece of stone C. Gracc. My child too!ingly farcical. Is honest John Bull in such falling

from the wall at the back of the prisonTit. (Entering.) Caius!

a state of “intestinal fermentation,” that he starts up and comes forward. Caius, remain not here! Pomponius, and his vigilant guardians are afraid of increas- Alas. O! what a sweet delusion of the soul Licinius, striving to keep back the Consul,

ing the disease by a few ranting exclama- Has that harsh sound dispelled! My country free And give you time for flight, have fallen beneath His hireling's blows.- They have the scent of you. and conspiracies, and these too put into the As sound as healthful Industry as calm tions about liberty, and tyranny, and cabals, I've heard, that culprits cast for death, will sleep

And my Amantha happy !--Again all silent. Another moment's pause,

you are lost. Cor. Make the attempt, my son!

mouth of a Pole, endeavouring to excite bis As Innocence, unruffled by a sigh. Licin. Fly !--Fly!

countrymen to throw off the yoke of slavery? Tis nature's kindness to calamlty ; Lucius. (Entering.) It is

or does the Lord Chamberlain go upon the Her cordial, to sustain the sinking wretch, Too late. principle of those empirics, who, in their A death of shame !-- To me, the stroke of death,

About to undergo this world's worst agony Cor. Embrace me, Caius!-O my son, The gods do bare no sword 'gainst virtue!

advertisement, kindly inform us, “ that an Beyond the natural shock the spirit feels, C. Gracc. No! ounce of prevention is worth a pound of

Would have no terrors, No, mother!-My Licinia! Give me my child. cure;” and in order to preclude the possi- . Since it has no shame—but O! Amantha ! Mother, be you a parent to my wife,

(Aside to Cornelia. royalty” among the many, most manfully The patriot's firmness shakes within his breast, bility of engendering “ thoughts hostile to Thy much loved image haunts me. In this sad hour,

'The heart resumes

sway--the husband feelsA tutor to my child. The lessons you Did make me con, teach him; none else—he cannot bears the slightest allusion toʻliberty or to Still hangs this heaviness upon my brow's

banish from the stage every thing that And his own sorrows supersede his country's. Learn better! Licin. Caius! Caius !-Do you know

tyranny? Be this as it may, we will ob- Let me indulge it. Thou, perhaps, kind sleep! No means of flight?

serve, that Mr Shee is much indebted to May'st bless me with that vision once again. C. Gracc. I do.

the joint endeavours of the Lord Chamber And thus, death's image yield one shadowy joy, Licin. I hear them-Use it! Use it, dear husband ! Now! lain and Mr Colman for thus forcing into Ere death himself shall close the scene for ever.

(Lies down. C. Gracc. I will.-I'd kiss

notice a tragedy, which, had it depended My boy first. -Mother! on its intrinsic merits, would scarcely have Con.

'Tis vain to tug with fate; Licinia. They are here! been known to the reading public.

A moment more had saved him.
C. Gracc. Now thee!-(Embraces her.)
The scene of this tragedy is laid in Po-

Licin. Away!-What's that you feel for, Caius, land, where Alasco, a young Polish noble-

Saved him!

Under your robe ?
C. Gracc. Nothing, love, nothing.–Rome!

man, has already formed a plan to free his By Jerome's means, I traced yon secret passage O Rome! country from the yoke of servitude. At the And from his noble spirit wrung, at last,

To the prison--found here my unhappy friend-A dagger drops from beneath his robe. He falls house of Colonel Walsingham, an English- His slow consent to fly--when-0 sad chance ! dead.-Lacinia throws herself on the body. Cor. man, whose daughter he has secretly mar

E'en on the verge of freedom--half within nelia, with difficulty, supports herself:--The Con- ried, Alasco is taxed with treason by Baron Th' asylum of his safety he heard thy voice sul and his troops are heard approaching - She Hohendahl, an aristocrat, who, besides his Rushed back resistless from my eager grasp.

a effort possession; snatches Caius' Child from the Attendant, loyalty, has other inducements to get rid of

Aman. Perished for his love to his Amantha ! and holds it in one arm, while with the other Alasco, of whose wife he is enamoured. Wal. I've murdered him ! -'uis I'tis I have murdered she points to Caius ; confronts Opimius and the singham, disbelieving the tale of their secret

him! rest

, who, immediately on entering, stop short.- marriage, and, enraged at the rebellious Oh! misery, misery was there need of this! The Curtain drops. designs of Alasco, forbids him his presence, Crawls there a wretch upon this suffering earth,

Of this last blow to crusb me!Upon the whole, we think that Caius and sends his daughter, for safety, to the So lost-so cursed as I am! Gracchus, without possessing much merit Castle of Hohendahl. On their journey

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311 Hark!--that shout! That you can prison life in this frail mansion ! The occasion which has called us together is The fatal blow is struck!--Oh God! oh God! Oh! no-no, no!

certainly one, to which no parallel exists in the I see the ghastly visage held aloft!

There is a point at which the heart will break,It smiles on poor Amantha—'though she killed him! And I have reached it! yes, this friendly steel

history of the world. Other countries, and our A moment's breath! (Looking eagerly around. But saves some useless pangs. Had she, there cold; cominemorate the birthdays of their illustrious

own also, have their national festivals. They Are there no means !

Had she remained to bless me—for her sake, children; they celebrate the foundation of impor(Seeing Malinski's dagger. I might have lived—and writhed through some sad tant institutions : momentous events, victories, reKind chance! years,

formations, revolutions awaken, on their anniversaThe best!

A pardoned slave! ‘in shackles, with my country.' ries, the grateful and patriotic feelings of posteri(Snatching up the dagger. But now ! Thus, thus, Alasco! I avenge

ty. But we commemorate the birthday of all New Life's load were insupportable to sense.

England; the foundation, not of one institution, And follow thee!

Thus, then, I shake the loathsome burthen off, but of all the institutions, the settlements, the es(Stabs herself, and falls into the arms of Conrad. And fly to my Amantha !

tablishments, the communities, the societies, the Con. O fatal--fatal ra hness!

Stabs himself, and falls on the body of improvements, comprehended within our broad (A shout is heard, and rush of footsteps

Amantha. Curtain falls. and happy borders.

It seems to us that the contrast here inWal. Where is my child ?--rejoice for thy Alasco! An Oration delivered at Plymouth, Decem- been made by the addition of some qualifi

tended is not so striking as it might have Pardon for him, and amnesty to all ! [ Amantha starts from Conrad's arms, drops on her

ber 22, 1824. By Edward Everett. Bos- cation to the former part of it, as particuknee, clasps her hands, and exclaims- ton. 1825. 8vo. pp. 73. Aman. Thanks !--thanks !-kind heaven! thou'st

lar“ important institutions,” partial releft me life to hear it!

This is the second of a series of orations formations,” and the like. We are aware, Alas. Oh! my loved Amantha !--ha! pale--quite proposed to be delivered at Plymouth. They that by these suggestions, we may suffer pale !

commenced with the beginning of the second an imputation similar to that incurred by And blood upon thy breast-Oh! deed of horror. Wal. O! my foreboding fears !--my child, my fathers on the rocks of New England, and brush to improve a capital painting of

century from the landing of our pilgrim fore- the sign painter employing his odious child ! Alas. Speak, Conrad !--speak-although you

will be continued, one in every fourth year, Apelles,” but we think that our readers blast me.

or oftener, as long, we hope, as there shall will be sensible that something of this sort Aman. Alas!

be a voice to repeat or an ear to hear the is needed, which the orator might casily I've been too hasty--take me, loved Alasco !

praises of the piety, the fortitude, the cour- have supplied, though we are unable to do In thy dear arms--I have yet strength to bear One last embrace--my husband!--how I have loved age, the patience, and the unconquerable it. In the course of the first half of the thee,

attachment to civil liberty, which distin- oration several slight deficiencies of this Let this sad moment prove!-

guished our illustrious progenitors. Hith- kind might be pointed out, the supply of Alas. My hapless wife!

erto the selection of performers for this which would have rendered it more agreeAman. Now lay me gently down:--to see thee interesting and glorious anniversary has able to the reader, although they were dragged

been eminently happy. If those who are rarely perceived by the hearer, being in To slaughter, was too much foor poor Amantha.

to follow their footsteps and stand in their fact concealed by the emphasis and inflexAlmighty Being ! O pardon, that I rush Unbidden thus before thee! Cruel fate!

places, shall participate in their success, ion of the voice of the speaker. A cruel fate has followed us, and marked their performances(we can imagine no high- We may also perhaps be permitted to At last its victim. Where is my poor father? er praise), will be worthy of their theme. object to the disclaiming of personal moWal. Sweet sufferer' here.

It is with reluctance and timidity that we tives at the coinmencement of the perAman. Thy hand--thy hand, my father!

It is difficult to conceive of [She joins his hand to Alasco's. venture on the office of remarking on an formance. Thine too, my husband--for my sake, live friends oration, delivered on such an occasion, by such an abstraction from all selfish considForget these horrid broils—that make sad hearts ! one of the most distinguished scholars and erations as is here intimated ; and though And, oh! Alasco! let thy love sustain

popular orators of our time. We are sen- the practice of disclaiming them may be The good old man-thro' this hard trial-Oh!

sible that our expressions of admiration defended on the ground of its being usual I sink-I sink-how all things fade !—what light! Ha !-my mother !-thou art come for thy poor

must appear cold and tame on the same and conventional, -we have never listenchild.

page with the spirited and eloquent lan-ed to these preliminary remarks on any Quick, quick, Alasco!-she waits—we must away- guage of our subject, and that even an im- public occasion without wishing they had Oh! oh! my husband !

[Dies. agination of censure will seem presumptu- been omitted. We had rather that orators Wal. My child !-my child!

But however arduous the duty, we should not remind us that they may possiOh! wretched father! desolate old man !

shall not decline it. We shall shelter bly be suspected of thinking of themselves, Yield-yield thee, Walsingham ! Thy honour's all that's left thee!

ourselves from the charge of presumption, just as we had rather not be informed by [Falls into the arms of the attendants. by the consideration that no human per- an author in his preface that authors may Jer.

This sad scene formance is perfect, and that a critic may have other objects in publishing than genO'erwhelms bim-haste and bear him to the air. perceive a blemish, amid beauties which eral benevolence.

We prefer forgetting, {Walsingham is borne off are beyond his power; and we shall do the at least for the time, that the elegant morAlas. (who had remained gazing on the body of most ample justice to its excellencies, by alist, the accomplished scholar, the divine Aman.) And art thou dead, Amantha! deadquite dead!

allowing them to speak for themselves; by poet, or the eloquent orator, are the subOh gentle spirit!--sweet victim of thy love! extracting what we are unable to dejects of human imperfections. Hast thou then bled for me !-for me! I'm now scribe.

But we turn gladly from the irksome Absolved of all duties-loosed from every tie

One objection to the first part of the task of marking defects, to the delightful As free, as misery and despair can make me ! This is the bloody point that searched thy heart, oration before us is, that it seems not to duty of presenting beauties, and in the

[Taking up the dagger. have been always composed with sufficient front of these stands the following tribute The truest—terderest heart! no words-no words! care, and that the sentiments are not al- to our mother country. Our readers will There are no words! no tears,—for woes like mine. ways expressed with perfect distinctness. excuse the length of the extract ; we trust Let me then weep in blood !

The reader perceives the meaning, it is that none of them will think that either its (Attempts to stab himself; Jerome and Conrad pre- true, without much difficulty, still' he is sentiments or language can be read too of

vent him; Conrad seizing his arm. Con. O noble friend!

sensible that something is occasionally ten. Forbear, or first strike here wanting in the construction of the senten

Who does not feel, what reflecting American Jer.

Heaven shield my son! ces; that something might be supplied, does not acknowledge, the incalculable advantaAlas. (breaking from Conrad, and holding up which would make them at once more per- ges derived to this land, out of the deep fountains the dagger.) As you regard your lives, molest spicuous and forcible. An instance will of civil, intellectual, and moral truth, from which

me not! For I'm a desperate man, that frenzy grapples with the seventh page we find the following par- countrymen of Bacon, of Newton, and of Locke? show our meaning in this particular. On we have drawn in England ?- What American

does not feel proud that ie is descended from the Think you, the dagger and the bowl removed, With every mortal means the wretch resorts to, agraph.

Who does know, that while every pulse of civil

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liberty in the heart of the British empire beat | feel that England has no longer to stand and set up a pompous hierarchy in the frozen wilwarm and full in the bosom of our fathers; the so- against the world—that her rival on the derness. No craving governors were anxious to briety, the firmness, and the dignity with which the cause of free principles struggled into existence ocean is the friend of her best principles; be sent over to our cheerless El Dorados of ice and here, constantly found encouragement and counte- and that, supported by America, she may couraged, patronised, or helped the pilgrims; their

of snow. No, they could not say they had ennance from the sons of liberty there?--Who does smile to see the despois of the continent, own cares, their own labours, their own counsels, not remember that when the pilgrims went over swelling on their iron thrones, stretch their own blood, contrived all, achieved all, bore the sea, the prayers of the faithful British confess- ing their longing eyes over the eternal lim- all

, sealed all

. They could not afterwards fairly ors

, in all the quarters of their dispersion, went it of their arrogance, and muttering their pretend to reap where they had not strewn; and over with them, while their aching eyes were

solid fabric strained, till the star of hope should go up in the powerless exorcisms within

a circle, around with pains and watchfulness, unaided, barely tole western' skies?--And who will ever forget that in which hover the spirits which shall one rated, it did not fall when the favour, which had that eventful struggle, which severed this mighty day tear them to pieces.

always been withholden, was changed into wrath ; empire from the British crown, there was not heard, We cannot refrain from another long ex- when the arm, which had never supported, was throughout our continent in arms, a voice which tract. We had intended to make several raised to destroy spoke louder

it , that SP Burke or of Chatham, within the walls of the shorter ones, but are unwilling to mar the turous vessel, the Mayflower of a forlom hope

, British parliament, and at the foot of the British beauty of the following by any division or freighted with the prospects of a future state, and throne ?--No, for myself, I can truly say, that after diminution.

bound across the unknown sea. I behold it pursumy native land, I feel a tenderness and a reverence for that of my fathers. The pride I take in my tated the terms of that settlement, no doubt our months pass, and winter surprises them on the

Could a common calculation of policy have dic- redious voyage. Suns rise and set, and weeks and

ing, with a tbousand misgivings, the uncertain, the own country makes me respect that from which we are sprung. In touching the soil of England, I foundations would have been laid beneath the royal deep, but brings them not the sight of the wished seem to return like a descendant to the old family smile. Convoys and navies would have been so- for shore.

I see them now scantily supplied with seat;--.o come back to the abode of an aged, the licited to waft our fathers to the coast armies; to provisions, crowded almost to suffocation in their tomb' of a departed parent. I acknowledge this defend the infant communities; and the flattering illstored prison, delayed by calms, pursuing a cirgreat consanguinity of nations. The sound of my patronage of princes and lords

, to espouse their cuitous route ;-and now driven in fury before

the native language beyond the sea, is a music to my interests in the councils of the mother country: raging tempest, on the high and giddy

waves. The ear, beyond the richest strains of Tuscan softness, Happy, that our fathers enjoyed no such patronge ; awful voice of the storm howls through the rigging. or Castillian majesty.--I am not yet in a land of happy, that they fell into no such protecting hands; The labouring masts seem straining from their strangers, while surrounded by the manners, the happy, that our foundations were silently and deep: base ; —the disinal sound of the pumps is heard ;habils, the forins , in which I have been brought up ly cast

in quiet insignificance, beneath a charter of the ship leaps, as it were, madly, from billow to bilI wander delighted through a thousand scenes, banishment, persecution, and contempt; 90 that low ;-the ocean breaks, and settles with engulphwhich the historians, the poets

have made familiar when the royal arm was at length outstretched ing foods over the floating deck, and beats with to us, -of which the names are interwoven with against us, instead of a submissive child, tied down deadening, shivering weight, against the staggered our earliest associations. I tread with reverence by former graces, it found a youthful giant in the vessel.--I see them, escaped from these perils, the spots,

where I can retrace the footsteps of our land, born amidst hardships, and nourished on the pursuing their all but desperate undertaking, and suffering fathers; the pleasant land of their birth rocks, indebted for no favours, and owing no duty: landed at last, after

a five months' passage, on the has a claim on my heart. It seems to me a classic, From the dark portals of the star chamber, and in ice clad rocks of Plymouth,

-weak and weary yea

, a holy land, rich in the memories of the great the stern text of the acts of uniformity, the pil- from the voyage - poorly armed, scantily provis and good, the martyrs of liberty, the exiled her- grims received a commission, more efficient, than ioned, depending on the charity of their ship-masalds of truth; and richer as the parent of this any that ever bore the royal seal.

ter for a draught of beer on board, drinking nothment to Holland was fortunate; the decline of ing but water on shore,—without shelter,- without land of promise in the west.

I am not,—I need not say I am not,—the pane their little company in the strange land was fortu: means,--surrounded by hostile tribes. Shut now gyrist of England.

am not dazzled by her riches, nate; the difficulties which they experienced in the volume of history, and tell me, on any princinor awed by her power. The sceptre, the mitre, getting the royal consent to banish themselves to ple of human probability, what shall be the fate of and the coronet, stars, garters, and blue ribbons this wilderness were fortunate; all the tears and this handsul of adventurers.-Tell me, man of milfor. Nor is my admiration awakened by her ar- Delfthaven, had the happiest influence on the ris swept off by the thirty savage tribes, enumerated seem to me poor things for great men to contend heart breakings of that ever memorable parting at itary science, in how many months were they ali mies , mustered for the battles

of Europe; her na ing destinies of New England. All this purified within the early limits of New # ngland ? Tell me, vies, overshadowing the ocean;

nor her empire the ranks of the settlers. These rough touches of politician, how long did this shadow of a colony, grasping the farthest east.

It is these, and the fortune brushed off the light, uncertain, selfish on which your conventions and treaties had not price of guilt and blood by which they are main- spirits. They made it a grave, solemn, self-deny, smiled, languish on the distant coast? Student of fained, which are the cause why no friend of liber- ing expedition, and required of those who engaged history, compare for me the baffled projects, the ty can salute her with undivided affections. But in it to be so too. They cast a broad shadow of deserted settlements

, the abandoned adventures of it is the refuge of free principles, though often per- thought and seriousness over the cause, and if this other times, and find the parallel of this. Was it secuted; the school of religious liberty, the more sometimes deepened into melancholy and bitter- the winter's storm, beating upon the houseless precious for the struggles to which it has been call- ness, can we find no apology for such a human heads of women and children ; was it hard labour ed; the tombs of those who have reflected honor weakness? on all who speak the English tongue; it is the

It is sad indeed to reflect on the disasters, which tomahawk ;-was it the deep malady of a blighted

and spare meals;-was it disease ;-was it the birthplace of our fathers, the home of the pilgrims; the little band of pilgrims encountered. Sad to hope, a ruined enterprise, and a broken heart, achit is these which I love and venerate in Englaud see a portion of them, the prey of unrelenting cu-ing in its last moments, at the recollection of the I should feel ashamed of an enthusiasm for Italy pidity, treacherously, embarked in an unsound, un. loved and left beyond the sea; was it some, or all and Greece, did I not also feel it for a land like seaworthy ship, which they are soon obliged to of these united, that hurried this forsaken company this. In an American it would seem to me degene- abandon, and crowd themselves into one vessel; one

to their melancholy fate ?-And is it possible that rate and ungrateful, to hang with passion upon the hundred persons, besides the ship's company, in a neither of these causes, that not all combined, were traces of Homer and Virgil, and follow without vessel of one hundred and sixty tons. One is able to blast this bud of hope? - Is it possible, that emotion the nearer and plainer footsteps of Shaks- touched at the story of the long, cold, and weary from a beginning so feeble, so frail, so worthy, pot se peare and Milton; and I should think him cold in autumnal passage ; of the landing on the inhospi- much of admiration as of pity, there has gone his love for his native land, who felt no melting in table rocks at this dismal season; where they are forth a progress so steady, a growth so wonderful, his heart for that other native land, which holds the deserted before long by the ship, which had brought an expansion so ample, a reality so important, a ashes of his forefathers.

them, and which seemed their only hold upon the promise, yet to be fulfilled, so glorious ?

world of fellow men, a prey to the elements and to We rejoice that sentiments similar to want, and fearfully ignorant of the numbers, the

Of the effect of eloquence like this upthese are becoming every day more gener- power, and the temper of the savage tribes, that on the sons of the pilgrims, standing on al in these states; that we are beginning to filled the unexplored continent, upon whose verge the spot where their fathers stood, none but regard England, as the only spot in the old they had ventured. But all this wrought together the audience of that day can conceive. We world in which liberty is yet known, and for good. These trials of wandering and exile of have been told that these things have been

the ocean, the wir.ter, the wilderness, and the sav. Englishmen the only people, with whom age foe were the final assurance of success.

It said before in other places; but as we had Americans can have any intimate commun- was these that put far away from our father's cause, never happened to hear them, we felt their ion. While on the other hand the subjects of all patrician softness, all hereditary claims to pre- full effect;—and it would matter of any thing the British empire are looking to this nation eminence. No effeminate nobility crowded into rather than regret if any circumstance

dark and of as their fellows, in a regard for those rights, Carr mor Villiers would lead on the it provided should oblige us to bear them again in the which their statesmen have defended and band of despised Puritans. No well endowed same language and from the same lips, for which their heroes have bled. They I clergy were on the alert, to quit their cathedrals, i

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