AND THOMAS SHERIDAN. | 313 |
The third and last of these posthumous dramas of Richard Brinsley Sheridan is what was called, at the period of its composition, “A Musical Afterpiece;” and is entirely in the most recent handwriting of its author, as also are all the numerous alterations, emendations, &c., that it has undergone. From this circumstance, and this alone, I judge it to be the most recent production of the three.
The merit of this drama consists in the perfect skill with which a few simple and natural incidents are worked up into a plot of singular interest and completeness; and in the consummate knowledge of stage business and effect, exhibited in numerous little touches, dropped here and there in the early portion of the dialogue, which are not
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The opening and only scene of this capital little drama is thus elaborately described, in the stage directions by its author. I of course copy verbatim et literatim from the M.S. I give this description because it forms, and seems intended to form, a sort of overture to the action that is to follow—every point and particular of it being turned to account in the course of the piece, and much of the action depending entirely on these preconcerted arrangements.
The Scene is in a house situated on the ramparts of a garrison town. The theatre represents a room, with everything necessary for drawing and music. On the K side is a chim-
AND THOMAS SHERIDAN. | 315 |
316 | RICHARD BRINSLEY SHERIDAN. |
This drama is in two acts, and it opens with a song by the heroine, which, to those who are familiar with the corresponding compositions by Sheridan in The Duenna, The Stranger, Pizarro, &c., would stamp the piece as from his pen, even if there were no other evidence of the fact. Small as may be the poetical value attached in our own day to compositions so artificial as this, it was rarely that anything so tender in feeling and so graceful in thought and diction was met with, either on the stage or elsewhere, when (as at the probable date of this drama) the Della Cruscan School was rampant.
“SONG.—Laura.*
“Melancholy, friend to grief,
Ever o’er my bosom reign;
To my sorrows bring relief,
And thyself inspire my strain.
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* This is the song given in fac-simile as a frontispiece to the present volume. |
AND THOMAS SHERIDAN. | 317 |
“When thy sadness can impart
All its healing, soft’ning powers,
Then thy tears are to the heart
Like the falling dew to flowers.
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“Happy he whose peaceful day
In retirement gently flows!
From the busy world away,
All thy balmy calm he knows;
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“Then he hopes alone in thee
Some relief from care to find,
Seeking no society
But his memory and mind.”
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There are five or six of these songs, and ten duets and concerted pieces—the chief business and action of the drama being conducted to music. The prose dialogue is the perfection of colloquial simplicity, scarcely a phrase or word being capable of improvement, after a lapse of at least fifty years from its composition.
Perhaps this latter is the most characteristic feature of Sheridan’s style in all his known pieces, and is probably one reason why they have retained their place upon our stage after almost all other contemporary works of a similar kind have dropped away from it. There is probably not one among
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AND THOMAS SHERIDAN. | 319 |
Since the above was written a fact has come to my knowledge, which, had I been acquainted with it sooner, might have spared the reader much of the foregoing details of the discovery of these Sheridan Papers, but which ought not, I think, to occasion the cancelling of those details, because I cannot doubt of their being read with interest for the sake of the singularly curious and interesting MSS. to which they relate.
In making my investigations into the authenticity of these dramas of R. B. Sheridan, and the question of whether or not they had ever been acted, I had, of course, examined (duly and carefully, as I thought) the work possessing the most authority on these points—“Moore’s Life of Sheridan.” But neither from that source nor from any other had I been able to trace either of the dramas—those of Richard Brinsiey or his son—to any more specific personal connection with their authors respectively than that indicated by the handwriting of each, as discovered by myself, and their former possession by Sheridan the father, as stated to me by my deceased friend. When, how-
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AND THOMAS SHERIDAN. | 321 |
Moore’s account of and extract from this “farce” of Jupiter show it to have been a sort of crude and indigested anticipation of “The Critic; or, a Tragedy Rehearsed,” and nine-tenths of it seem to have been in prose. The rhymed portions of it, as given by Moore, are mere scraps, brought in “by the head and shoulders,” as the phrase is, like
* Only a few weeks from the date at which I am writing, May, 1854. † Halhed, afterwards the celebrated Orientalist. |
322 | RICHARD BRINSLEY SHERIDAN. |
“Ye dogs, I’m Jupiter imperial,” &c. |
It would be superfluous to say more here than that the facts I have now stated fix the avowed authorship of this piece on Sheridan. But the incomparable dramatic tact that produced The Rivals at the age of one or two and twenty, could not fail speedily to convince Sheridan that the subject his boyish taste had chosen for his ante-type of the Critic, was in no way adapted to that object, but admirably suited to that to which he afterwards applied it, in the expanded and homogeneous form of a burlesque burletta, of the Midas class, under the title of Ixion; a production which, there can be little doubt, will hereafter be regarded as possessing more freshness and originality of
AND THOMAS SHERIDAN. | 323 |
It is important to remark, that Moore was evidently quite ignorant of the existence of Ixion, and he describes the burlesque portion of the piece he calls Jupiter as beginning at “’Fore George, at loggerheads,” &c., which is somewhere about the middle of Ixion. “Here,” says the extract in Moore, “the curtain rises.”
It appears that, in the sketch referred to by Moore, the mere mortals had ludicrous prefixes to their names,—such as Sir Richard Ixion, Major Amphitryon, &c.
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