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The Drama.
preciated , would have placed him iu a more elevated position than the dramahc world has hitherto assigned Mm . His representation of a peculiar class of characters are highly wrought sketches , coloured after nature . We remember nothing finer on the stage than his old soldier , in One Hundred and Two . A Mr . Bland was the representative hero oi the piece , Jacob Faithful : it is the first time we have had an opportunity of judging with any thing like fairness of his merits . In the early there htness
scenes was a lig , a mirth of the heart that accorded well with our ideas of Jacob . The interview ivith Mary , a coquette , who half makes love to Mm , was the best part of his performance , and without the slightest approach to vul garity : the half bashful impudence ot the boy , who whispers in latin the supposed double entendre in his ears , was an excellent hit . A lady of the name of Stickney plesaed us exceedingly by the easy natural manner in wMch she played Dame Bcazlgj it was a faithful sketch . Mr . C . Hill never appeared to so much advantage as m young Tom : the fun and li ghtheartedness of the early scenes were admirable .
The By-Gone Year.
THE BY-GONE YEAR .
I STOOD on the verge of a distant star , As night embraced the morn , Ancl saw , among the worlds afar , A comet wheel the radiant car Of the new-year born ; While suns ancl moons went sailing past Like lightning—so fast—so fast
; With angels to the funeral Of the by-gone year , With angels to the funeral Of the by-gone year . Though space seem'd like a shoreless sea , And the spheres as distant fights
; I ^ saw the myriad spirits flee To the bulwarks of eternity , And perch upon their hei ghts ; While every angel dropp'd a tear , As they laid the gray head of the year In the tomb , mid the burial-ground Of by-gone years ;
In the tomb , mid the burial-ground Of by-gone years . The monuments that mark'd their place Were the wrecks of worlds extinct ; Beyond I saw a precipice , And thick as waves on ocean ' s face Ghosts hover'd o ' er the brink .
No further seem'd—a sombre cloud Hung over it—to shroud , to shroud The ocean of eternity And gulf of years ; The ocean of eternity Ancl gulf of years .
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The Drama.
preciated , would have placed him iu a more elevated position than the dramahc world has hitherto assigned Mm . His representation of a peculiar class of characters are highly wrought sketches , coloured after nature . We remember nothing finer on the stage than his old soldier , in One Hundred and Two . A Mr . Bland was the representative hero oi the piece , Jacob Faithful : it is the first time we have had an opportunity of judging with any thing like fairness of his merits . In the early there htness
scenes was a lig , a mirth of the heart that accorded well with our ideas of Jacob . The interview ivith Mary , a coquette , who half makes love to Mm , was the best part of his performance , and without the slightest approach to vul garity : the half bashful impudence ot the boy , who whispers in latin the supposed double entendre in his ears , was an excellent hit . A lady of the name of Stickney plesaed us exceedingly by the easy natural manner in wMch she played Dame Bcazlgj it was a faithful sketch . Mr . C . Hill never appeared to so much advantage as m young Tom : the fun and li ghtheartedness of the early scenes were admirable .
The By-Gone Year.
THE BY-GONE YEAR .
I STOOD on the verge of a distant star , As night embraced the morn , Ancl saw , among the worlds afar , A comet wheel the radiant car Of the new-year born ; While suns ancl moons went sailing past Like lightning—so fast—so fast
; With angels to the funeral Of the by-gone year , With angels to the funeral Of the by-gone year . Though space seem'd like a shoreless sea , And the spheres as distant fights
; I ^ saw the myriad spirits flee To the bulwarks of eternity , And perch upon their hei ghts ; While every angel dropp'd a tear , As they laid the gray head of the year In the tomb , mid the burial-ground Of by-gone years ;
In the tomb , mid the burial-ground Of by-gone years . The monuments that mark'd their place Were the wrecks of worlds extinct ; Beyond I saw a precipice , And thick as waves on ocean ' s face Ghosts hover'd o ' er the brink .
No further seem'd—a sombre cloud Hung over it—to shroud , to shroud The ocean of eternity And gulf of years ; The ocean of eternity Ancl gulf of years .