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    f fojtm tfcy fffl-Kift J * y J tips fond * seal Unto our plighted faith ; and all blest saints , That register the sacred vows of souls Moved b y chaste love , bear witness to the pledge I Estrefla . By tbi ? first kiss that e ' er upon my lips Was laid by man , I do as truly give My duty , love , and life , to thee for ever ; And heaven forsake me when I break this troth I "—pp 4 \ . 42 .

    This is really acting love . The first kiss so asked for , and so received , with apornpous speech , would not give us mueh anxiety about any pair of lovers . We should not fear broken hearts whatever might happen to their * . The drinking scene in the Anchor Inn is admirable , and full of

    life . The entrance of Don Carlos among the revellers , tp madden himself with wine , before he murders Pedro , would have an appalling effect if well acted . The whole scene is well sijpported ; particularly the mixture of the agony of Carlos with the noisy merriment of the others , and the richly absurd fit of affection which comes over one of th 6 m in his drunkenness : —•

    " Hyacinth . Now then , a health !—a health to the fair bride ! Carlos ( starting up . ) Ay , ay , to the bride , all swathed in mourning weeds—to the bloody-handed bridegroom !—a health—a health to the fairest maid in Seville—in Spain—in all the world—Estrella , tty $

    star ;—drink on your knees as I drink , sirs , to the fair Star of Seville . ( They aty drink . ) Good night , kind gentlemen—a merry waking to you all . ( He rushes out . ) Hyacinth . That ' s a pleasant youth , my Vasco !—O my Pollux , I will be thy Castor ,

    Vasco . Heaven send you be not my death ! Pray clasp not gijr throat so close . Hyacinth . I am lamentable in my soul , my brother . ( Curio and Valentine sing and dance together *) * Ho , ho , with a hip , ho , ho—Down with the heel , and up with the toe . '"

    " Hyacinth . O Vasco , my soul is exceeding heavy . I could weeper yea * I 4 o weep ; Ip ! spite of these breeches , mine eyes gush oyer for the ffcir Amadalinda . Hp , ho , with a hip , ho , ho—Vasco . Come , come . Hyacinth . Ho , ho—out , alas ;—hip , ay me—good night , gentlemen How you pull me , cousin 1—let me embrace my friends . Good night , sweet gentlemen . ( He embraces them all over and over ogam . ) Vasco . A plague on your slobbering J ^ .. - ¦ ¦¦ Hyacinth . Vamos I ho—ho—hip— -ho—) iQ- > - V-pp 8 & 84 ^

    There are some fine touches , indicative of true geniu $ , to ward * the end of the drama . The excessive grief of Estrelia at

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), May 1, 1837, page 299, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct1831/page/44/