The Mirror of Taste, and Dramatic Censor

The Mirror of Taste, and Dramatic Censor, Vol. I, No. 3, March 1810

ÆSCHYLUS and SHAKSPEARE have each been styled the father of the drama of his country: yet their claims to this distinction stand on very different grounds. Æschylus laid the plan and foundation of the Grecian tragedy and built upon it; but to his successor belongs the glory of...

Chapters

1. Chapter 1

ÆSCHYLUS and SHAKSPEARE have each been styled the father of the drama of his country: yet their claims to this distinction stand on very different grounds. Æschylus laid the pla...

2. Chapter 2

alight upon certain antique instructions, “_how a gallant should behave himself in a playhouse_.” This code of dramatic laws I found ushered in by the following sentence: “The t...

6. Chapter 6

[Vespers are performing in the chapel; the last words are chanted, while the curtain rises-- the organ plays a voluntary, while the prior and his monks, descend from the chapel...

9. Chapter 9

_Ve._ You have been obeyed; your victim is even now conducting hither; the banquet-- the lights-- the choral harmony-- every thing is prepared, that can seduce her senses; but a...

5. Chapter 5

_Hor._ Nay, but in truth, my dear brother, this is carrying your prejudice too far. What! refuse to endure, for a single half hour, father Cœlestino in your presence, merely bec...

3. Chapter 3

_Ben._ Bless my heart! bless my heart! no signs of them yet! tis past mid-day, and yet not coming? surely some misfortune has happened, or they must have been in sight ere this.

7. Chapter 7

_Lod._ (_with an iron bar in one hand and lamp in the other, comes feebly from the concealed door_) My efforts are unavailing! wretched, wretched Lodovico, the hopes of escape,...

4. Chapter 4

consumed in it-- you understand me, I wont say no more: but if a certain event had taken place, I dont believe I should have broken my heart for grief, father.

8. Chapter 8

_Ben._ Here, Pietro! Carlo! where are you all? they call for more iced water! the supper-room is not half lighted-- and Carlo, Carlo, bless my heart! I had almost forgotten! Car...