come
complicated owing to that perplexing "medium," to those unused to it,
the Austrian paper money.
This is a faithful picture of the unfortunate man as he sat, in the
solitude of his chamber, until a late hour of the night, drawing up the
"financial" statement.
Robinson (_solo_). --"I stood in Venice," etc.; Jones and Brown, having
heard something like it before, have walked on a little way.
_Reflection made by BROWN._ --Why do people when repeating poetry always
look unhappy?
ENJOYMENT!
A scene upon the Grand Canal.
THE THEATRE MALIBRAN.
The entertainment commenced at 5 P.M., and lasted till 7. It consisted
of a melodrama, full of awful crimes, and the most pathetic sentiment.
The audience, chiefly composed of "the people," was, from beginning to
end, in an extraordinary state of excitement, fizzing, like the
perpetual going off of soda-water. The theatre was lighted (?) by about
four oil lamps; and such was the darkness, that our travellers--who may
be seen, perhaps, through the "dim obscure," up in a private box--could
scarcely discern anything but the white uniform and glittering bayonet
of an Austrian sentinel in the pit.
[A NIGHT IN VENICE.]
BROWN RETIRED TO REST.
MISERY.
NOTE.-- If the Musquitos appear rather large in this and the following
scenes, let it be remembered that in the "Heroic" it was a principle of
many of the great painters to exaggerate the "parts."
DESPERATION.
MOMENTARY RELIEF.
MADNESS!
BELL!!
BOOTS!!
DESPAIR!!!!
[VENICE.]
THE ACCADEMIA.
GONDOLA ON THE LAGOON.
Sentiment spoken by Robinson, with marks of adhesion from Brown and
Jones. "Oh, if there be an Elysium on earth, it is this, it is this!!"
+The Accademia.+
Scene I.
Brown (soliloquy). --"This is pleasant! To be quite alone here (dab),
surrounded by these magnificent works (dab, dab, dab), and everything so
quiet too--nothing to disturb one." (Dab) after a pause. "I wonder what
Jones and Robinson are doing (dab, splash)--lying at full length in a
gondola, I dare say--smoking (dab), I think I could spend my life in
this place" (dab, dab).
"It is difficult to say which is the greatest pleasure, (another dab,)
copying these splendid pictures, or painting from nature, those
beautiful blue skies and crumbling old picturesque palaces, outside."
(Sings) --"'How happy could I be with either.'" (Prolonged pause, and
great play with brush) --"
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