melody of sound gives a new charm to truth of accent:  it is a continual music which mingles with the expression of feeling without diminishing its vigour.”  “If you wish,” interrupted Prince Castel-Forte, “to convince the company of what you assert, it only remains for you to prove it:  yes, allow us to enjoy the inexpressible pleasure of seeing you perform tragedy; you must grant these foreign gentlemen the rare enjoyment of being made acquainted with a talent which you alone in Italy possess; or rather that you alone in the world possess, since the whole of your genius is impressed upon it.”

Corinne felt a secret desire to play tragedy before Lord Nelville, and by this means show herself to very great advantage; but she dared not accede to the proposal of Prince Castel-Forte, without that approbation of Oswald, which the looks she cast upon him earnestly entreated.  He understood them; and as he was at the same time concerned at that timidity which had the day before prevented the exertion of her talent for improvisation, and ambitious that she should obtain the applause of Mr Edgermond, he joined in the solicitations of her friends.  Corinne therefore no longer hesitated.  “Well, then,” said she, turning to Prince Castel-Forte, “we will accomplish the project which I have so long formed, of playing my own translation of Romeo and Juliet,” “Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet?” cried Mr Edgermond; “you understand English, then?” “Yes,” answered Corinne.  “And you are fond of Shakespeare!” added Mr Edgermond.  “As a friend,” replied she; “he was so well acquainted with all the secrets of grief.”  “And you will perform in Italian,” cried Mr Edgermond; “and I shall hear you!  And you too, my dear Nelville.  Ah, how happy you will be!” Then, repenting immediately this indiscreet word, he blushed:  and a blush inspired by delicacy and goodness may be interesting at all periods of life.  “How happy we shall be,” resumed he, a little embarrassed, “to be present at such a representation!”

FOOTNOTES: 

[23] Giovanni Pindemonte, has recently published a collection of Dramas, the subjects of which are taken from Italian history, and this is a very interesting and praiseworthy enterprize.  The name of Pindemonte is also rendered illustrious by Hippolito Pindemonte, one of the sweetest and most charming of the present Italian poets.

[24] The posthumous works of Alfieri are just published, in which are to be found many exquisite pieces; but we may conclude from a rather singular Dramatic Essay, which he has written on the Death of Abel, that he himself was conscious that his pieces were too austere, and that on the stage more must be allowed to the pleasures of the imagination.

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