ESSAY YUL HEROISM. IN the elder English dramatists, and mainly in the plays of Beaumont and Fletcher, there is a constant recognition of gentility, as if a noble behavior were as easily marked in the society of their age, as color is in our American population. When any Rodrigo, Pedro, or Valerio enters, though he be a stranger, the duke or governor exclaims, This is a gentleman,-and proffers civilities without end; but all the rest are slag and refuse. In harmony with this delight in personal advantages, there is in their plays a certain heroic cast of character and dialogue,-as in Bonduca, Sophocles, the Mad Lover, the Double Marriage, -wherein the speaker is so earnest and cordial, and on such deep grounds of character, that the dialogue, on the slightest additional incident in the plot, rises naturally into poetry. Among many texts, take the following. The Roman Martius. has conquered Athens, all but the invincible spirits of Sophocles, the duke of Athens, and Dorigen, his wife. The beauty of the latter inflames Martius, and he seeks to save her husband; but Sophocles will not ask his life, although assured that a word will save him, and the execution of both proceeds. Valerius. Bid thy wife farewell. Soph. No, I will take no leave. My Dorigen, My spirit shall hover for thee. Prithee, haste. Let not soft nature so transformed be, And lose her gentler sexed humanity, To make me see my lord bleed. So, 't is well; And therefore, not what 't is to live; to die An old, stale, weary work, and to commence Deceitful knaves for the society Of gods and goodness. Thou, thyself, must part Val. But art not grieved nor vexed to leave thy life thus ? Soph. Why should I grieve or vex for being sent But with my back toward thee; 'tis the last duty Mar. Strike, strike, Valerius, Or Martius' heart will leap out at his mouth: And live with all the freedom you were wont. O love! thou doubly hast afflicted me With virtue and with beauty. Treacherous heart, Val. What ails my brother? |