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Article A TOUR THROUGH LONDON, ← Page 7 of 7 Article THE STAGE. Page 1 of 4 →
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A Tour Through London,
She solicited a trifling sum , which was received with thanks , and I left her without one word of advice , and that for two reasons . He who gives advice unasked , is laughed at when he turns his back ; and the advice intended was , to apply herself to labour ; which she would have rejected with scorn . Most of the ladies I conversed with were not natives of London ; but were a sacrifice to the metropolis , offered by the thirty-nine counties . ( TO BE CONTINUED . )
The Stage.
THE STAGE .
BY JOHN TAYLOR , ESQ . CONCLUDED FROM PAGE I 8 Z .
WHEN first the muse prefer'd her humble bay To deck the fav ' rites of a former day , Scarce could she deem an orb would claim her song , Form'd to transcend the brig htest of the throng . At SIDDONS' call , glad she resumes her lays , To blend her tribute with the gen ' ral praise ;
And though too sure , alas ! her feeble strain Must , on such matchless pow ' rs , essay in vain , Yet may the muse , howe ' er in numbers faint , Prove she can feel what she despairs to paint . | But SIDDONS' name can raise a potent spell , And mem ' iy with her stores must fondly swell
, Recall at once her voice , her eye , her mien , An ^ -a ' ir ~ the wonders of the mimic scene ; Nc < r dazzlefkcritics heed th' unequal lay , Lost in the b ) aze of recollected day . Ble-S-t with a form for happy sculpture ' s hand ,. To fix the lines of graceful and of grand ;
A harmony of face , and pow ' r of eye , To image ail that feeling can supply ; A voice , each change of passion to engage , From tend ' rest pathos to the wildest rage : Soft as the breeze that wantons with the flow ' r , When on the heart she tries her gentler pow ' r ;
Strong as the storm , when fury takes its couise , And madness strains it to the utmost force ; Beyond all sense of fiction she can soar , And real horrors scarce could whelm us more . Whether her Zara ' s proud disastrous love , Or Shore ' s mild woes , the kindred feelings move—¦
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
A Tour Through London,
She solicited a trifling sum , which was received with thanks , and I left her without one word of advice , and that for two reasons . He who gives advice unasked , is laughed at when he turns his back ; and the advice intended was , to apply herself to labour ; which she would have rejected with scorn . Most of the ladies I conversed with were not natives of London ; but were a sacrifice to the metropolis , offered by the thirty-nine counties . ( TO BE CONTINUED . )
The Stage.
THE STAGE .
BY JOHN TAYLOR , ESQ . CONCLUDED FROM PAGE I 8 Z .
WHEN first the muse prefer'd her humble bay To deck the fav ' rites of a former day , Scarce could she deem an orb would claim her song , Form'd to transcend the brig htest of the throng . At SIDDONS' call , glad she resumes her lays , To blend her tribute with the gen ' ral praise ;
And though too sure , alas ! her feeble strain Must , on such matchless pow ' rs , essay in vain , Yet may the muse , howe ' er in numbers faint , Prove she can feel what she despairs to paint . | But SIDDONS' name can raise a potent spell , And mem ' iy with her stores must fondly swell
, Recall at once her voice , her eye , her mien , An ^ -a ' ir ~ the wonders of the mimic scene ; Nc < r dazzlefkcritics heed th' unequal lay , Lost in the b ) aze of recollected day . Ble-S-t with a form for happy sculpture ' s hand ,. To fix the lines of graceful and of grand ;
A harmony of face , and pow ' r of eye , To image ail that feeling can supply ; A voice , each change of passion to engage , From tend ' rest pathos to the wildest rage : Soft as the breeze that wantons with the flow ' r , When on the heart she tries her gentler pow ' r ;
Strong as the storm , when fury takes its couise , And madness strains it to the utmost force ; Beyond all sense of fiction she can soar , And real horrors scarce could whelm us more . Whether her Zara ' s proud disastrous love , Or Shore ' s mild woes , the kindred feelings move—¦