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Tap. Yea, marry, but thou hadst best get thee home, for your wife will curse you dreaming beere all night. Slie. Will she? I know how to tame a shrow; I dreamt upon it all this night, and i hast wak'd me out of the best dream that ever I had: but I'U to my wife and e her too, if she anger me.

In the theatres of Shakspere's day, when a play was played within a y, the characters who were presented as witnessing the mimic piece were ught on in the gallery which was at the back of the stage, at some ght above the actors' platform ; thus, while carrying out the drama's idea, the mimic audience could not interrupt the view or the enjoyat of the real audience, as their presence was only obtruded when their iments upon the passing performance were to be uttered. In our day, in the two sets of characters have to mingle on the same level, it ld be very confusing, and almost destructive of the pleasure of the real ience in the real play, to continue the actual presence of a set of unessary characters on the scene. Hence Sly and his companions are

properly dropped before they become tiresome. In the Garrick conder, 'ation of Shakspere's play nearly every actor and ess of note within the past century has appeared from Woodward,

was the original of the GARRICK version, supported by Mrs. Pritchard Katharine, and later by Kitty Clive; and Kemble and Elliston, mating

Mrs. Siddons and Mrs. C. Kemble-to more recent days when Macly and Irving, and Fielen Faucet and Ellen Terry have played the two ts, and later upon our own stage, when Fanny Davenport and Clara rris have been seen as Kate the Curst;" the former once playing herine to the Petruchio of Edwin Booth. In the present production his comedy Miss Rehan and Mr. Drew and the other members of the ipany of Daly's Theatre may be said to be the creators on the Ameri.

stage of every part in the restored comedy. The performers in the action are undoubtedly entitled to the credit of first representing their rácters in this country. I need not point out nor excuse the few excisions and transpositions of

which I have considered necessary, in order to bring Shakspere's k within the playing requirements of our day. I believe they have n found justified in every insiance, by the result.



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NE I.-Before an ale-house on a heath. The HOSTESS pushes

SLY forth from the door, R. C. Horns are heard in the distance.

Jost. A pair of stocks, you rogue. ily. Y'are a baggage ; the Slys are no rogues : look in the nicles, we came in with Richard Conqueror. Jost. You will not pay for the glasses you have burst ? ily. No, not a denier :-go to thy cold bed and warm

lost. I know my remedy, I must go fetch the thirdugh.

[Exit into house ly. Third, or fourth, or fifth borough, I'll answer him by I'll not budge an inch.

[Lies down on the ground and falls asleep. . 's are heard scarer. Entir a LORD from hunting, with

his Train. ord. Huntsman, I charge thee, tender well my hounds: i Merriman,--the poor cur is emboss'd; ald not lose the dog for twenty pound. up them well, and look unto them all; sorrow I intend to hunt again. "un. I will, my lord.

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Lord. What's here? 'one dead, or drunk ? see, doth breathe?

[SLY snores loud Hun. He breathes, my lord: were he not warm'd

ale, This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly.

Lord. O monstrous beast; how like a swine he lies ! Grim death, how foul and loathsome is thine image ! Sirs, I will practise on this drunken man ; What think you, if he were convey'd to bed, Wrapp'd in sweet clothes, rings put upon his fingers, A most delicious banquct by his bed, And brave attendants near him when he wakes, Would not the beggar then forget himself? 1 Hun. Believe me, lord, it would scem strange unto

when he wak'd. Lord. Even as a flattering dream, or worthless fancy. Then take him up, and manage well the jest:Carry him gently to my fairest chamber, Balm his foul head in warm distilled waters, And burn sweet wood to make the lodging sweet: Procure me music ready when he wakes, To make a dulcet and a heavenly sound; And if he chance to speak, be ready straight, And, with a low submissive reverence, Say,- What is it your honor will command ? Some one be ready with a costly suit, And ask him what apparel he will wear; Another tell him of his lounds and horse, And that his lady mourns at his disease : Persuade him that he hath been lunatic; And, when he says he is, say, that he dreams, For he is nothing but a mighty lord. This do, and do it kindly, gentle sirs; It will be pastime passing excellent, If it be husbanded with modesty.

i Hun. My lord, I warrant you, we'll play our part, As lie shall think, by our true diligence, He is no less than what we say he is.

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Lord. Take him up gently and to bed with him; d each one to his office, when he wakes.

[Some bear out SLY. A trumpet sounds. rah, go see what trumpet 'tis that sounds :

[Exit the HUNTSMAN, L. sike, some noble gentleman, that means, velling some journey, to repose him here.

Re-enter the HUNTSMAN.

w now? who is it?

An 't please your honor, players,
It offer service to your lordship.
Lord. Bid them come near.

[HUNTSMAN beckons off, and then crosses to R.

Enter the PLAYERS. :

Now, fellows, you are welcome.
I Play. We thank your honor.
Lord. Do you intend to stay with me to-night?
2 Play. So please your lordship to accept our duty.
Lord. With all my heart. This fellow I renember,

[Crosses to the PLAYER. ce once he play'd a farmer's eldest son ;as where you woo'd the gentlewoman so well : ive forgot your name ; but, sure, that part s aptly fitted, and naturally perform'd. 1 Play. I think, 'twas Soto that your honor means. Lord. 'Tis very true ;-thou didst it excellentll, you are come to me in happy time;

rather for I have some sport in hand, erein your cunning can assist me much. re is a lord will hear you play to-night : I arn doubtful of your modesties; t, over-eyeing of his odd behavior, - yet his honor never heard a play.) break into some merry passion,

so offend him; for I tell you, sirs, ou should smile, he grows impatient.

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