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new singer who comes to the opera element. I took a turn or two in the with a fine voice and a good method, room, a good deal out of humour; I is sure to lose them. On this account felt myself déplacé-for to my shame the government is at a very useless I must declare it-in this fanciful asyexpence of enormous sums in getting lum of the superstitions du cæur et du up the master-pieces of the French vague indéfini de l'existence. However, opera. Incredible pains are taken to I must wait, so I sat down : before me, procure fine singers, who become more on a rich reading-desk, was a book not scarce every day, because the moment yet cut; I opened it, it was Vertu et they appear at the opera their talent Scélératesse, or La Futalité, I ran rais ruined ; so that both government pidly over the pages, and in a very and the musical art lose all the fruit short time made acquaintance with that might be reasonably expected Don Ramire, chivalric, loyal and from such exertions and such sacri- faithful; Zoraime, a haughty and pasfices, merely because some silly singers sionate woman; Muley, a feeble and get a posse of barbarians and simple- suspicious prince; Barbarossa, a pirate tons to exclaim every moment, quelle and conqueror; and Donna Isabella, a voix ! quelle voix !

tender and constant mistress, who, I dined yesterday in a house in the nevertheless, espouses not her lover, Chaussée d'Antin, from which opu- but another man, because he was too lence does not exclude gaiety. A late by an hour to the term of twoyoung poet had just sung a new song years and three days, which had been on the vieille gloire des braves ; the fixed by an inexorable father. With men were grouping round a député, a view to the general interests of sowho had just come from the Chamber, cięty, I could not help applauding while at the other extremity of the tiis salutary example, which will unsalon, two young ladies were preparing doubtedly have the effect of making to execute a duet of the brilliant Ros, young men more exact at rendezvous sini. All of a sudden I recollected in future. But at length came the that I had a rendezvous on particular véritable heros : a man stained with business at ten o'clock, with a cic crimes, harrowed with remorse, a hordevant jolie femme of the faubourg rible, execrable monster-in short a Saint Germain, who has made herself renegado !!! Absorbed in this characa romantique, in order that she may ter, I was following with horror the still be something

projects and adventures of this être inI stole away with regret, flew and concevable, when I felt a hand pressing arrived. A femme-de-chambre, who on my shoulder. I screamed out and informed me that Madame was not turned round-it was the mistress of yet come back from a meeting of the house laughing at my fright. “By the Société des Bonnes Lettres, in- heavers, Madame," said I,“the brigantroduced me into her study, shut dage which reigns in French literathe door and left me alone. A lamp ture at this moment really alarmed with a transparency shed an me. You, who know so well that the certain and reddish glimmer on the terrible Jean Sbogar had a petite main violet draperies of the window. A blanche, cannot be surprised that you guitar, flowers, and papers in disor- frightened me." der, covered the table and writing- We sat down and proceeded to the desk. A corps de bibliotheque termi- business for which I had come. I nated with a pointed arch, presented a thought I perceived in the course of suite of elegant volumes, embellished the conversation that the worship of outside by the tasteful art of the cele- the romantic muses does not entirely brated Thouverin. I went near to exclude a taste for the realities of life; read the titles, and I perceived in and that when you talk to a romuntique golden letters, on a binding of black of the main chance, she does not look morocco-Jeun Sbogar! Intimidated, altogether like a being of another 1 cast my eyes lower down; they fell world. on the Corsaire de Byron ; higher up The following acrostic on Casimir was the Solitaire, and in an empty Delavigne, the successful author of place which I remarked near it, is no two new tragedies, Les Vepres Sicilidoubt destined for the Renégat. Aennes, and the Paria, have lately been romance was on the piano, it was the published by J. B. Claray, professor of Brigands de Schiller.

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A s franchi les sommets qu'illustra Metastase,
Sophocle de ton siecle, honneur du nom Français,
J'applaudis à tes vers et chante tes succès.
Melpomène elle-même, au temple de mémoire,
I nscrit ton nom célèbre et ta double victoire.
Racine, comme toi, par ses heureux travaux,
Désespéra l'envie, eclipsa ses rivaux,
E t de la tragédie égala le grand maître.
L e theâtre dans toi vient de le voir renaître,
A ux yeux de tout Paris l'aigle de tes talens
Vers l'immortalité prend de nobles elans.
Je prévois que bientôt la scene dramatique,
G race à toi, reprendra son energie antique :
Notre France t'honore, et les quarante élus
En toi vont signaler un candidat de plus.

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Yours, &c.

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LETTER IV.
DEAR SIR,

February 28, 1822. T seldom trouble you with politics, of all liberties ! It is a law which but the establishment of the new mi- abolishes the censorship on nistry in this country, about two papers, and all other periodical public months ago, is such a remarkable . cations !'Whatever may be its details, event, that it may be looked upon as the principle of it at least is generous.

a new era in the history of the resto- Might one not be induced to suspect ration of the French monarchy. Al- the good faith of men who call thems low me, therefore, for once, to make selves the partisans of a constitutional

some reflexions on the first acts of government, and who, notwithstanda , these ministers, and, in particular, on ing, have been much more violent in their project of a new law on the liberty their opinions against a law of liberty

than ever they were against a law of The project is announced in the censorship? No, they are quite sinChamber of Deputies; immediately a cere; but the truth is, the new law most violent storm is raised; prophe- was nothing in all this business; for cies of a revolution, threats against le- all this noise there was an ostensible gitimacy, comparisons with foreign pretext, and a secret reason. catastrophes, the fall of the Stuarts, In the first place, the able men of &c., appeals to the energy of the peo- the opposite party are chagrined to see ple; all is set at work, to terrify the the royalists establishing the liberties government, and to make the minis- of the nation, snatching this weapon

ters draw back. This law, then, surely from their enemies, and employing it is an invasion of all rights, a violation in their own cause ; a system which I

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new singer who comes to the opera element. I took a turn or two in the with a fine voice and a good method, room, a good deal out of bumour; I is sure to lose them. On this account felt myself déplacé-for to my shame the government is at a very useless I must declare it-in this fanciful asyexpence of enormous sums in getting lum of the superstitions du ceur et du up the master-pieces of the French vague indéfini de l'existence. However, opera. Incredible pains are taken to I must wait, so I sat down : before me, procure fine singers, who become more on a rich reading-desk, was a book not scarce every day, because the moment yet cut; I opened it, it was Vertu et they appear at the opera their talent Scélératesse, or La Futalité. I ran rais ruined ; so that both government pidly over the pages, and in a very and the musical art lose all the fruit short time made acquaintance with that might be reasonably expected Don Ramire, chivalric, loyal and from such exertions and such sacri- faithful; Zoraime, a haughty and pasfices, merely because some silly singers sionate woman; Muley, a feeble and get a posse of barbarians and simple- suspicious prince; Barbarossa, a pirate tons to exclaim every moment, quelle and conqueror; and Donna Isabella, a voix ! quelle voix !

tender and constant mistress, who, I dined yesterday in a house in the nevertheless, espouses not her lover, Chaussée d’Antin, from which opu- but another man, because he was too lence does not exclude gaiety. A late by an hour to the term of two young poet had just sung a new song years and three days, which had been on the vieille gloire des braves ; the fixed by an inexorable father. With men were grouping round a député, a view to the general interests of sowho had just come from the Chamber, cięty, I could not help applauding while at the other extremity of the tiis salutary example, which will unsalon, two young ladies were preparing doubtedly have the effect of making to execute a duet of the brilliant Ros, young men more exact at rendezvous sini. All of a sudden I recollected in future. But at length came the that I had a rendezvous on particular véritable heros : a man stained with business at ten o'clock, with a cic crimes, harrowed with remorse, a hordevant jolie femme of the faubourg rible, execrable monster-in short a Saint Germain, who has made herself renegado !!! Absorbed in this charac a romantique, in order that she may ter, I was following with horror the still be something,

projects and adventures of this étre inI stole away with regret, flew and concevable, when I felt a hand pressing arrived. A femme-de-chambre, who on my shoulder. I screamed out and informed me that Madame was not turned round-it was the mistress of yet come back from a meeting of the house laughing at my fright" By the Société des Bonnes Lettres, in- heaveris, Madame," said I,“the brigantroduced me into her study, shut dage which reigns in French literathe door and left me alone. A lamp ture at this moment really alarmed with a transparency shed an me. You, who know so well that the certain and reddish glimmer on the terrible Jean Sbogar had a petite main violet draperies of the window. A blanche, cannot be surprised that you guitar, flowers, and papers in disor- frightened me.” der, covered the table and writing- We sat down and proceeded to the desk. A corps de bibliotheque termi- business for which I had come. I nated with a pointed arch, presented a thought I perceived in the course of suite of elegant volumes, embellished the conversation that the worship of outside by the tasteful art of the cele- the romantic muses does not entirely brated Thouverin. I went near to exclude a taste for the realities of life; read the titles, and I perceived in and that when you talk to a romuntique golden letters, on a binding of black of the main chance, she does not look morocco-Jeun Sbogar! Intimidated, altogether like a being of another I cast my eyes lower down; they fell world. on the Corsaire de Byron ; higher up The following acrostic on Casimir was the Solitaire, and in an empty Delavigne, the successful author of place which I remarked near it, is no two new tragedies, Les Vepres Sicilidoubt destined for the Renégat. A ennes, and the Paria, have lately been romance was on the piano, it was the published by J. B. Claray, professor of Brigands de Schiller.

French and Latin literature, and memI confess it, melancholy is not my ber of the Athénée des Arts :

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Charmant ei rare auteur, qui, monté sur Pégase,
A s franchi les sommets qu'illustra Metastase,
Sophocle de ton siecle, honneur du nom Français,
J applaudis à tes vers et chante tes succès.
Melpomène elle-même, au temple de mémoire,
I nscrit ton nom célèbre et ta double victoire.
R acine, comme toi, par ses heureux travaux,
Désespéra l'envie, eclipsa ses rivaux,
E t de la tragédie égala le grand maître.
L e theâtre dans toi vient de le voir renaître,
A ux yeux de tout Paris l'aigle de tes talens
Vers l'immortalité prend de nobles elans.
Je prévois que bientôt la scene dramatique,
Grace à toi, reprendra son energie antique :
Notre France t'honore, et les quarante elus
En toi vont signaler un candidat de plus.

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The tragedy of Sylla, by Mr Jouy effect. The tragedy has been printed, of the Institute, has had a very great and has come to a second edition, zrun; which is not only to be attribu- with a portrait of Talma in the part ed to its intrinsic merit; for as to that of Sylla, which is as like the portrait xhe critics differ ; but to the very pre- of Bonaparte as possible. The auzalent idea in Paris, that the charac- thor, however, in his preface to the er of Sylla was intended as a repre, tragedy, disclaims this

intentional paE-sentation of Bonaparte. The imperial rallel of Sylla and Bonaparte alto

robe, the attitudes and gestures, the gether, but at the same time draws ook, and even the wig of Talına, one of them in prose. In another

who acts Sylla, have all greatly contri- Letter, I shall perhaps have the pleabuted to strengthen this idea ; and I sure of sending you an analysis and a lancy there is hardly any body in critical examination of this remarkable Paris who doubts that the author and dramatic production. ictor both intended to produce this

Yours, &c.

news

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Letter IV.
Dear SIR,

February 28, 1822. I seldom trouble you with politics, of all liberties ! It is a law which but the establishment of the new mi- abolishes the censorship on nistry in this country, about two papers, and all other periodical publinonths ago, is such a remarkable. cations ! Whatever may be its details, event, that it may be looked upon as the principle of it at least is generous. *-* new era in the history of the resto- Might one not be induced to suspect ration of the French monarchy. Al- the good faith of men who call them,

me, therefore, for once, to make selves the partisans of a constitutional some reflexions on the first acts of government, and who, notwithstanda hese ministers, and, in particular, on ing, have been much more violent in their project of a new law on the liberty their opinions against a law of liberty

than ever they were against a law of The project is announced in the censorship? No, they are quite sinChamber of Deputies; immediately a cere ; but the truth is, the new law most violent storm is raised; prophe- was nothing in all this business; for ries of a revolution, threats against le- all this noise there was an ostensible gitimacy, comparisons with foreign pretext, and a secret reason. catastrophes, the fall of the Stuarts, In the first place, the able men of &c., appeals to the energy of the peo- the opposite party are chagrined to see ple; all is set at work, to terrify the the royalists establishing the liberties government, and to make the minis- of the nation, snatching this weapon ters draw back. This law, then, surely from their enemies, and employing it vis an invasion of all rights, a violation in their own cause ; a system which I VOL. XI.

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new singer who comes to the opera element. I took a turn or two in the with a fine voice and a good method, room, a good deal out of humour; I is sure to lose them. On this account felt myself déplacé-for to my shame the government is at a very useless I must declare it-in this fanciful asyexpence of enormous sums in getting lum of the superstitions du ceur et du up the master-pieces of the French vague indéfini de l'existence. However, opera. Incredible pains are taken to I must wait, so I sat down : before me, procure fine singers, who become more on a rich reading-desk, was a book not scarce every day, because the moment yet cut; I opened it, it was Vertu et they appear at the opera their talent Scélératesse, or La Futalité. I ran rais ruined ; so that both government pidly over the pages, and in a very and the musical art lose all the fruit short time made acquaintance with that might be reasonably expected Don Ramire, chivalric, loyal and from such exertions and such sacri- faithful; Zoraime, a haughty and pasfices, merely because some silly singers sionate woman; Muley, a feeble and get a posse of barbarians and simple- suspicious prince; Barbarossa, a pirate tons to exclaim every moment, quelle and conqueror; and Donna Isabella, a voix ! quelle voix !

tender and constant mistress, who, I dined yesterday in a house in the nevertheless, espouses not her lover, Chaussée d'Antin, from which opu- but another man, because he was too lence does not exclude gaiety. A late by an hour to the term of two young poet had just sung a new song years and three days, which had been on the vieille gloire des braves ; the fixed by an inexorable father. With men were grouping round a député, a view to the general interests of sowho had just come from the Chamber, cięty, I could not help applauding while at the other extremity of the this salutary example, which will unsalon, two young ladies were preparing doubtedly have the effect of making to execute a duet of the brilliant Ros, young men more exact at rendezvous sini. All of a sudden I recollected in future. But at length came the that I had a rendezvous on particular véritable heros : a man stained with business at ten o'clock, with a ci- crimes, harrowed with remorse, a hordevant jolie femme of the faubourg rible, execrable monster-in short a Saint Germain, who has made herself renegado !!! Absorbed in this characa romantique, in order that she may ter, I was following with horror the still be something

projects and adventures of this être inI stole away with regret, flew and concevable, when I felt a hand pressing arrived. A femme-de-chambre, who on my shoulder. I screamed out and informed me that Madame was not turned round-it was the mistress of yet come back from a meeting of the house laughing at my fright. “By the Société des Bonnes Lettres, in- heavers, Madame," said I, “the brigantroduced me into her study, shut dage which reigns in French literathe door and left me alone. A lamp ture at this moment really alarmed with a transparency shed an me. You, who know so well that the certain and reddish glimmer on the terrible Jean Sbogar had a petite main violet draperies of the window. A blanche, cannot be surprised that you guitar, flowers, and papers in disor- frightened me." der, covered the table and writing. We sat down and proceeded to the desk. A .corps de bibliotheque termi- business for which I had come. I nated with a pointed arch, presented a thought I perceived in the course of suite of elegant volumes, embellished the conversation that the worship of outside by the tasteful art of the cele- the romantic muses does not entirely brated Thouverin. I went near to exclude a taste for the realities of life; read the titles, and I perceived in and that when you talk to a romuntique golden letters, on a binding of black of the main chance, she does not look morocco--Jeun Sbogar! Intimidated, altogether like a being of another I cast my eyes lower down; they fell world. on the Corsaire de Byron ; higher up The following acrostic on Casimir was the Solitaire, and in an empty Delavigne, the successful author of place which I remarked near it, is no two new tragedies, Les Vepres Sicilidoubt destined for the Renégat. A ennes, and the Paria, have lately been romance was on the piano, it was the published by J. B. Claray, professor of Brigands de Schiller.

French and Latin literature, and memI confess it, melancholy is not my ber of the Athénée des Arts :

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