I fhall conclude with an extract or two from the catastrophe of The Fatal Dowry; and firft, for the penitence of Beaumelle, I fhall felect only the following speech, addreffed to her husband : I dare not move you To hear me Speak. I know my fault is far upon I need not point out the contrast between this and the quotations from Califta. It will require a longer extract to bring the conduct of Rochfort into comparison with that of Sciolto: The reader will obferve rhat Novall's dead body is now on the fcene, Charalois, Beaumelle, and Rochfort her father, are prefent. The charge of adultery is urged by Charalois, and appeal is made to the juftice of Rochfort in the cafe. Rochfort. What answer makes the prifoner? The The fact I'm charg'd with, and yield myself. Rochfort. Heaven take mercy Upon your foul then! It must leave your body His honour-Wicked woman! in whofe fafety Charalois. Stay, just Judge-May not what's lo And charge her not with many) be forgotten Rochfort. Never, Sir! The wrong that's done to the chafte married bed, And be affur'd to parden fuch a fin, In confequence of this the hufband strikes her dead before her father's eyes: The act indeed is horrid; even tragedy fhrinksfrom it, and Nature with a father's voice inftantly cries out-Is fhe dead then ?-and you have kill'd her ?-Charalois avows it, and pleads his fentence for the deed; the revolting X revolting, agonized parent breaks forth into one of the moft pathetic, natural and expreffive lamentations, that the English drama can produce -But I pronounc'd it As a Fudge only, and a friend to justice, Rochfort. Keep from me!-Cou'd not one good thought rife up To tell you that he was my age's comfort, Begot by a weak man, and born a woman, Charalois. Nature does prevail above your virtue. What conclufions can I draw from thefe comparative examples, which every reader: would not anticipate? Is there a man, who has has any feeling for real nature, dramatic character, moral fentiment, tragic pathos or nervous diction, who can hesitate, even for a moment, where to bestow the palm? I No. LXXX. WAS fome nights ago much entertained with an excellent reprefentation of Mr. Congreve's comedy of The Double Dealer.. When I reflected upon the youth of the author and the merit of the play, I acknowledged the truth of what the late Dr. Samuel Johnfon fays in his life of this poet, that among all the efforts of early genius, which literary hiftory records, I doubt whether any one can be produced that more furpaffes the common limits of nature than the plays of Congreve. The author of this comedy in his dedication informs us, that he defigned the moral firft, and to that moral invented the fable; and does not know that he has borrowed one hint of it any where.-I made the plot, fays he, as ftrong as I could; because it was fingle; and and I made it fingle because I would avoid confufion, and was refolved to preserve the three unities of the drama. As it is impoffible not to give full credit to this affertion, I muft confider the refemblance which many circumstances in The Double Dealer bear to thofe in a comedy of Beaumont and Fletcher, intitled Cupid's Revenge, as a cafual coincidence; and I think the learned biographer above quoted had good reason to pronounce of Congreve, that he is an original writer, who borrowed neither the models of his plot, nor the manner of his dialogue. Mellafont, the nephew and heir of Lord Touchwood, being engaged to Cynthia, daughter of Sir Paul Pliant, the traverfing this match forms the object of the plot, on which this comedy of The Double Dealer is conftructed; the intrigue confists in the various artifices employed by Lady Touchwood and her agents for that purpofe. That the object is (as the author himself ftates it to be) fingly this, will appear upon confidering, that although the ruin of Mellafont's fortune is for a time effected by thefe contrivances, that are employed for traverfing his marriage, yet it is rather a measure |