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equal master to himself. From these various five feet eight; his form rather inclining to the excellencies, he had so full a possession of the athletic, though notbing clumsy or heavy; his esteem and regard of his auditors, that upon his air and department naturally graceful, with a entrance into every scence, be seemed to seize marking eye, and a manly sweetness in his upon the eyes and ears of the giddy and in- countenance. His voice was completely haradrertent. To have talked or looked another monious, from the softness of the flule, to the way, would then have been thought insensibility extent of the trumpet : his allitudes were all or ignorance. In all his soliloquies of moment, picturesque; he was noble in his designs, and the strong intelligence of his attitude and aspect happy in his execution.” His principal parts drew you into such an impatient gaze, and in Shakspeare's plays were, Othello, Lear, eager expectation, that you almost imbibed the Brutus, and the Ghost in Hamlet. Cibber, sentiment with your eyes, before the ear could though sparing in bis praise of Booth, highly reach it. I never heard a line in tragedy come commends his Othello :-" The master-piece from Betterton, wberein my judgment, my ear, of Booth (says he) was his Othello; there he and my imagination were not fully satisfied; was most in character, and seemed not more which, since his time I cannot equally say of any lo animate bimself in it than his spectators.”

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ture only gives, only can complete an actor; this their praises of him in this part, and particugenius, then, was so strong in Belterton, that larly in the following passage : it sbone out in every speech and motion of him.

« This fellow's of exceeding honesty. (Yet voice and person are such necessary sup- And knows all qualities, with a learned spirit, ports to it, that, by the multitude, they have

of human dealings." been preferred to genius itself; or, at least, often mistaken for it.) Betterton had a voice exit, after a long pause, as is weighing the

This he spoke with his eye fixed upon lago's of that kind, which gave more spirit to terror: general character of the man in his own mind, than to the softer passions ; of more strength and in a low tone of voice. Then starting into tban melody. The rage and jealousy of Othel

angerlo became him belter than the sighs and ten

....... If I do find her haggard, derness of Castalio: for though in Castalio

Though that her jesses were my dear heart-strings, he only excelled others, in Othello he excelled I'd whistle her off, and let her down the wind

To prey at fortune." himself; which you will easily believe, when you consider, that in spite of his complexion, Then a pause, as if to ruminate. Othello has more natural beauties than the best actor can find in all the magazines of poetry, to

"........Haply, for I am black,

And have not those soft parts of conversation animate bis power, and delight his judgment with. "The person of this excellent actor was

Then a look of amazement at seeing Desdesuitable to bis voice, more manly than sweet, mona, the voice and countenance softened into not exceeding the middle stature, inclining lo

love: the corpulent; of a serious and penetrating * If she be false, 0, then hear'n mocks itself!

I'll not believe it." aspect; bis limbs nearer the albletic than the delicate proportion; yet, however formed, there

“ In Ibis, and all the distressful passages of arose, from the harmony of the wbole, a com

heart-breaking anguish and jealousy (says manding view of majesty, which the fairer Victor), I have frequently seen all the men, faced, or (as Shakspeare calls them) the curled susceplible of the tender passions, in tears.” darlings of bis time, ever wanted sometbing to

Bootb's excellence in Brulus was the effect be equal masters of.”

of a fine study of the part, which he acquired Belterton died in April, 1710.

by his taste and intimate knowledge of the

classics. In the tent scene, when Cassius BOOTH.

reiterates, Booth, with a very classical and highly im- *What, durst not tempt him ?" proved judgment, possessed all the natural powers of an actor in a very eminent degree. and Brutus in reply says, “He was (says Victor) of a middle stature, *For your life, you durst not;"

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Quin spoke the last line with a look of anger an actor; but they wrote to those who had seen and a tone of voice approaching lo rage; but his performances, and are, for the most part, Booth, on the contrary, looking stedfastly at content with general encomiums, from which Cassius, pronounced these words not much little or nothing can be gleaned, as to bis disraised above a whisper, yet with such a firm- tinclive excellencies. We shall proceed to ness of lone, as always produced the most make such selections from contemporary writers powerful effect. Again, when Brutus says, as will best serve lo illustrate his felicitous cob

ception, and wonderful performance of Shak«When I spoke this, I was ill-temper'd too,"

speare's characters. Richard III. was his first he prepared the audience so for the cause of triumph. “ The moment he appeared ( says his still temper, by shewing that he had some Murphy), the character he assumed was visible private griefs at heart, as lo call up ibe utmost in bis countenance; the power of his imaginaallenlion; but when he afterwards acquaints tion was such, that be transformed himself into them with the cause,

the very man; the passions rose in rapid succes

sion, and, before he ultered a word, were "No man bears sorrow better-Portia's dead,"

legible in every feature of that expressive face.

His look, his voice, his attitude, changed with the expressive pause before he spoke the last

every sentiment. The rage and rapidity with words, and his heart-piercing manner in speak

which he enuncialed ing them, forced every auditor to be a participator of his sorrows.

« The north-what do they in the north, Booth, as King Lear, made a very powerful

When they should serve their sovereign in the west ?' impression. In the scene where the old mo- made a most astonishing impression. His narch is discovered asleep in Cordelia's lap, soliloquy in the lent scene seemed to discover and where he breaks out,

his very soul. Every thing he described was “Old Lear shall be a king again,

almost reality; the spectator thought he heard

the bum of either army from camp to camp, and he was inimitably expressive, from the full steed threatening steed. When he started from tones of his voice, and the admirable manner his dream, he was a spectacle of horror. He of harmonizing his words.

called out in a manly tone, Give me another The Ghost in Hamlet was Booth's favourite horse.' He paused, and, with a countenance part. He acted it with the perfect approbation of distress, advanced, exclaming in a lone of of Belterton, who was bis Hamlet for many distress. *Bind up my wounds ;' and then years; and this performance was highly praised falling on his knees, said, in the most piteous by Macklin, who said he was never imilated with accent, 'Have mercy, heaven!' In all this, success. His tones and manner, throughout his and indeed through the whole representation, conference with Hamlet, were grave and pa- we saw an exact imitation of nature. thetic; his tread solemn and awful; and, in “King Lear was Garrick's most perfect the recital of his murder by a brother's hand, effort; in lbis part he has confessedly remained and the conduct of his most seeming virtuous without equal or rival. He was transformed queen, the audience appeared to be under the into a feeble old man, still, however, relaining impression of seeing and hearing a real ghost. an air of royalty. He had no sudden starts, no He was, besides, always parlicularly well dress- violent gesticulations; his movements were ed for the character, even to the soles of his slow and languid; misery was depicted in every shoes, which, from being covered with felt, feature of his face; he moved his head in the made no noise in walking on the stage, which most deliberale manner; his eyes were fired, or he crossed as if he slid over il, and which if they turned to any one near him, he made strongly corresponded with the ideas we have a pause, and fixed his look on the person after of an incorporeal being.–Bolh died in May, much delay; his features at the same time es1733.

pressing what he was going to say before be

ultered a word. During the whole perforGARRICK.

mance, he presented an aspect of erlreme grief,

and a total alienation of mind from every idea, All the authors of Garrick's day agree in but that of his unkind daughters. How awful praising his various and astonishing powers as was his preparalion for the imprecation on Goneril! be stood for a moment like one struck mind. On the appearance of the Ghost, such dumb, at the sudden and unexpected feel of a figure of consternation was never seen.

He bis child's ingratitude; then throwing away stood fixed in mule astonishment, and the auhis crutch, kneeling on one knee, clasping his dience saw him growing paler and paler. After hands together, and lifting up his eyes towards an interval of suspense, he spoke in a low and heaven, rendered the whole of the curse so trembling accent, and ultered his questions with terribly affecting to the audience, that during the greatest difficulty.” The rest of Murphy's the atlerance of it, they seemed to shrink as account of Garrick in this part, is uninteresting, from a blast of lightning. Indeed, the picture because totally deficient in that particularity he presented, independent of the language, which only can convey information. Davies was worthy the pencil of Raphael in the divinest is equally mystic; and unfortunately we have i moments of his imagination.” He used to beller authorities. tell how he gained a just conception of this Macbelh afforded another opportunity for the difficult part. He had an acquaintance in display of Garrick's talents. He seems to have Leman-street, Goodman's fields, who had an acled it very finely; but notbing is preserved only daughter about two years old; as be stood relative to bis mode of representing the guilty at his dining-room window, fondling the child, Thane, more descriptive than what follows:he dropped the infant into a paved area, and it Conscious of his full design, Macbeth, with was killed on the spot. He remained at the terror and dismay, says, 'Is this a dagger that window, screaming in agonies of grief; the 1 see before me?' Garrick's attitude, his conDeighbours took up the child, and delivered il sternation, and his pause, while his soul apdead to the unhappy father, who wepl billerly. peared in his countenance, and the accents that From that moment he lost bis reason, which he followed, astonished the spectators. The sequel never recovered. Being rich, he continued in was a climax of terror, till at last he finds it to his house under the care of keepers, appointed be the effect of a disordered imaginalion, and by Dr. Monro. Garrick often visited bis dis- exclaims : tracted friend, who passed the whole of his time

“It is the bloody business which informs in going to the window, and there playing in Thus to mine eyes." fancy with his child. After some dalliance be When Garrick re-entered the scene, with the dropi it, and burst into a terrible agony of bloody dagger in his hand, he was absolutely grief

. He would then sit down in a pensive scared out of his senses, he looked like a gbaslly mood, his eyes fixed on one object, at times spectacle, and his complexion grew whiter every looking slowly round him, as if to implore com- moment, till at length, his conscience stung and passion. Garrick was often present at these pierced to the quick, he said, in a lone of wild scenes of misery, and used.to say that it gave bim the first idea of Lear's madness. He some

despair :

"Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood limes gave a representation of this unhappy

Clean from my hand." father. He leaned on the back of a chair, seeming, with parental fondness, to play with Garrick performed Benedick in Much Ado a child; and, after expressing the most heart felt about Nothing, with great success; bis Othello delight, he suddenly seemed to drop the infant, was a decided failure; and bis claim to praise and instantly broke into a most violent agony for a happy illustration of Shakspeare's plays, of grief, so tender, so affecting, that every eye must ultimately depend on his representation in the company was moistened with a gush or of the characters already mentioned." tears." Hamlet was undoubtedly a favourite cha

BARRY. racter with Garrick; yel judging from his unpardonable alteration of that fine play, we might Barry was, in person, about five feet eleven suppose he had no true relish of the character. inches high, finely formed, and possessing a Murphy, however, and all his biographers are countenance, in which manliness and sweetness warm in praising his alienation of the Prince were so happily blended, as formed one of the of Denmark. "In all the shiftings of the pas- best imitations of the Apollo Belvidere. With sions, in which the tragedy abounds, his voice this fine commanding figure, he was so much and attitude changed with wonderful celerity; in the free and easy management of bis limbs, and, at every pause, his face was an indes to his as never to look encunibered, or present an un

graceful attitude, in all his various movements

• But there, where I had garner'd up my heart,

Where either I must live, or bear no life;" on the stage. Even his exits and entrances had peculiar grace, from their characteristic ease the extremes of love and grief were so powerand simplicity. In short, when he appeared fully painted in his face, and so expressively in the scene, grouped with other actors of or- given in his lones, that the audience seemed to dinary size, he appeared as much above them in lose the energies of their hands, and could only his various qualifications, as in the proud su- thank him with their tears. In Othello, the periority of his figure. To this figure he added author rises from scene lo scene to a climax of a voice so peculiarly musical, as, very early in horror and intense interest never equalled in any life, oblained him the appellation of “ The silver language; and Barry was an actor that kept loned Barry,” wbich, in all his love scenes pace with the mighty poet whose conceptions be (lighted up by the smiles of such a countenance) embodied; his ravings over the dead body of was persuasion itself. Indeed, so strongly did his innocent wise, bis reconciliation with Cassio, he communicate his feelings on these occasions, and his dying soliloquy, were all in the full that, whoever observed the expressive coun- play of varied excellence, and forced from the tenances of most of the female parts of his au- severest critic the most unqualified applause. dience, would fancy that each seemed to say, Coller Cibber, with all his partialities for Betin the language of Desdemona, “Would that terton, gave Barry the palm in Othello. heaven had made me such a man!”

Notwithstanding the great popularily of this His greatest triumph was Othello. This was actor, it is a singular fact that not any good the first character he ever appeared in, the first portrait of him exists, or we should have cerhis inclinations prompted him to attempt, and tainly added bim to our group. the first, without question, that exhibited his Barry died in January, 1777. genius in the full force and variety of its powers. In the outset of Othello, when he speaks but a

HENDERSON. few short sentences, there appears a dignified calmness in his nature. These passages are We have no very perfect account of this great often passed over as if the actor reserved him- aclor, who, it appears, was rejected by Garrick, self for something more striking; but Barry knew as altogether unfit for the stage; a striking inthe value of these introductory trails of cha- stance of that wonderful artist's jealousy or want racter; and in his very first speecli, " It's better of judgment. The following extracts from as it is,” bespoke such a preeminence of judg- Boaden's Life of Kemble, convey a lolerably ment, such a noble forbearance of temper, as good idea of Henderson's peculiar style of actroused the attention of his audience, and leding, and are abundantly suficient to etablish them to anticipate the highest gratification. His his claim to the very highest rank in his art : address to the senate was a glorious piece of “Mr. Henderson was, as this time (just oratory. In the recital of his “ feats of broils before the appearance of John Kemble) perbaps and battles," the courage of the soldier was the greatest master of his art; he resembled his fully seen; but when he came to the tender illustrious predecessor (Garrick) in his versatiejaculations of Desdemona, his voice was so lity. His tragedy, however, was certainly inharmonised to the expression, that the sigh of ferior to his comedy. In the former, he had pity comunicated itself to the whole house. In comparatively fewer requisites. His underthe second act, when he meets Desdemona at standing was of the highest order, and his Cyprus, after the storm, his rushing into her feelings could be instantaneously excited; but arms, and repeating that fine speech—"0! his person was without either dignity or grace; my soul's joy!" was the action and voice of and his eye, though well placed for expression, love itself; describing that passion in so ecstatic wanted colour, as his face, though rather handa manner, as seemingly justified his fears, that some, was too fleshy to shew all the muscular such transports could never recur. Through action, in which expression resides. He was the whole of the third act, where lago is working neglectful, too, of such aids as might have him up to jealousy, his breaks of love and rage been bad to this figure. He paid not the slightwere masterpieces of nature; but in his con- est attention to costume, and was indifferent ference with Desdemona in the fifth act, where even as to the neatness of his dress. He assectedi he describes the agony of his mind, and then to care nothing about it. He pleased himself looking tenderly on her, exclaims,

that he could at length make you forget the want which need not to have existed. All his excel- | trial scene was superior to him and all men. lencies were perfectly concomitant with propriely Yet it may be proper here to say, that in many in dress. Had he studied appearance, his Lear of his characters Henderson's superiority may might have been venerable ; although his Ham- be disputed; but that his performance of Fallet could not be the mould of form,' it might staff is as much above all competition, as the easily have been the gloss of fashion;' but he character ilself transcends all that was ever never looked even to the linings of the suit he thought comic in man. The cause of this prewore, and once boasted that he had played, 1 eminence was purely mental ; be understood it think, ten characters consecutively in the same beller in its diversity of powers; bis imagination coat. His conceplions were grand, and beauti- was congenial; the images seemed coined in the fal, and just; but they were often baffled by his brain of the actor; they sparkled in his eye, execution of them. When Henderson's Lear before the tongue supplied them with language. was first discovered, he looked like Falstaff I saw him act the character in the Second Part silting as Henry the Fourth; and wben Lear of Henry IV. where it is more metaphysical, speaks in his sleep, and fancying himself on the and consequently less powerful. He could not point of gaining the battle, exclaims, .Charge, supply the want of active dilemmas, such as charge upon the flank,' the tones were exactly exhilirate the Falstaff of the First Part, but it those with which Falstaff encourages Hal in the was equally perfect in conceplion and execution. combat with Percy, and excited a litter from I have borne with many invasions on this peso unsuitable a recollection. He had, indeed, culiar domain of Henderson. It has in truth made Falstaff his own, and the jolly knight been an ungracious task to most of his successeemed rather too kindly to have returned the sors; they seem all to have doubted their right compliment; for that vast soul of humour more of possession; to bave considered themselves or less informed all his other characters. He tenants only upon sufferance; and thus it was would sometimes delight to shew, without lan- with King, and Palmer, and Stephen Kemble, guage, the rapid and opposite emotions, as they and Ryder, and a whole chapter of fat knights, rise and chase each other in the mind. A who have roared and chuckled at the slightest masterly effort of this kind was Falstaff's reading possible expense of thought; and, laughing much the letter from Mrs. Ford in the presence of the themselves in their turns, perhaps, 'set on some 'foolish carrion,' Mrs. Quickly. First you saw quantity of barren spectators to laugh too.'— that he had his bellysul offord,' her messenger Peace to all such!” even was an object of detestation. He glanced Henderson died 25th November, 1785, when over the beginning of the letter, and pished at he had not completed his thirty-ninth year. its apologies. He turned again to the messenger lo see how her air was in unison with the

MACKLIN. language of her mistress. The cudgel of Ford then seemed to fall on his shoulders, and be Macklin made the part of Shylock peculiarly shrunk from the enterprise. He read a sentence his own, as he was the first actor who ever reor two of the letter, a spark of lechery twinkled presented that inimitably fine character in a in his eye, which turned for confirmation of his serious and effective manner; previous lo bis hopes upon love's ambassadress; and thus the assumption of it, it was usual to degrade the images of suffering and desire, of alarm and Jew of Venice into a mere buffoon. Macklin enjoyment, succeeded one another, until at last performed a variely of characters with infinite the oil of incontinency in bim settled above the success, but his Shylock alone connects him with Falers of the Thames, and the divinity of odd Shakspeare. The following extract from KirkBumbers determined bim lo risk the third ad- man's Life of Macklin, will illustrate the merit venture.'

of that performance more forcibly than anything * "I will not (said Mr. Kemble once to me) of our own. speak of Henderson's Falstaff: every person can “In the year 1741, Macklin resolved to resay how rich and voluptuous it was; but I will vive The Merchant of Venice, by Shakspeare, say, that his Shylock was the greatest effort 1 in opposition to the Jew of Venice, altered from Ever witnessed on the stage. I remember it in the same author by lord Lansdowne. The its principal scenes, and I have no doubt whal- play was put in rehearsal, and Macklin stuck ever that it fully meriled so high a praise; but close to Shakspeare's text, and studied the part I respectfully insinuale, that Macklin in the of Shylock with great diligence. He saw from

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