Not that I wished to be the messenger

Of ill to one I love-but that I feared

Less careful tongues might in abrupter way,
Have told the dreadful news.

You faint, fair lady.

Juliana. No, I am well-quite, quite well, Marco, I—
I feel your kindness. Now, my good friend, fly-
Fly for the sake of justice for my sake,

Command the public aid-they'll freely grant it-
I would be lonely for a little while-›
Fly Marco, fly!

Marco. Never! Lady, never!

At least not till I hear from those sweet lips,
That since no earthly obstacle exists

Between me and my dreams of happiness,

I may at length dare hope-(Kneels down and takes the hand of Juliana.)

Juliana. Marco, arise!

Nor dare insult me with such words as these.
If I may ever hear thee, 'tis not now,
When I have ear and heart for only him,

My dear, my murdered lord! O worthy Marco,
If thou dost love me, and would'st have me give
One tender thought to thee, thou wilt begone!
If thou would'st have me hate thee, thou wilt stay.
O! cruel! cold! and callous loiterer,

Prating of love, while vengeance calls aloud
Upon thee as a man, and upon me

As one who loved him truly, tenderly.

Marco. Promise me lady-nay, then I will force A pledge from you, only a single kiss. (Attempts to sulute Juliana.)

Juliana. Oh Heaven! my first dark thoughts return. If thou

(Officers rush into the bower, headed by ALONZO, a friend of THEODORE.)

Alonzo. There stands the villain! seize him officers!

And drag him to the tribune. Nay, 'tis vain

To wear that threatening look-your guilt is known.
Marco. Who dares to cast a stain upon my name?

Let the bold slave appear, and I'll confront
The caitiff with the look of innocence!

Alonzo. Vain is this vapouring, Marco Officers, Secure your prisoner-to the tribune !-haste!

Marco. Tell me my stated crime, most kind Alonzo, And who it is that ventures to accuse me.

Alonzo. The crime alleged is an attempted murder
And your accuser is--Count THEODORE!

Marco. Great God! Does the Count then live!
I mean-they said this lady knows-I saw-
Him carried bleeding from the spot-I sought
To rescue him-but-

Alonzo. Bear Marco off, I say,

This wild confusion but betrays his guilt.

Marco. Alonzo, thou shalt answer this as soon

As my proved innocence shall set me free. (Officers bear out MARCO.)

Alonzo. How proud is villainy! how gay and bold While yet uncertain that its guilt is known!

But when the final and o'erwhelming proof

Falls like a thunderstroke upon its head,

How mean, how weak, how crouching it becomes !
And so 'ere long 'twill be with yonder wretch,

Despite his scorn and threatening.

Juliana. I'm half maddened-but methought I heard

The name of THEODORE!—you are his friend

Tell me-no, no-be mute-I will not hear it.

Alonzo. Tho' suffering much, your THEODORE still lives And longs to see you.

Juliana. Heaven be praised!

And I will see him! lead me good ALONZO

To my dear suffering love!

Alonzo. "Tis not far, madam;

In a few minutes we shall reach the house

To which he was conveyed, by those whose rescue

Saved him from the assassins grasp.

Jaliana. O! let us be gone! [Exit, ALONZO and JULIANA.

SCENE II.

An Apartment, in which THEODORE is discovered lying on a couch-Juliana embracing him.

Theodore. And thus it was-this MARCO thought me dead, (Indeed he did his best to beat out life!)

And bade his tools convey me to a place
Remote and secret, which he named, but I
Have quite forgotten it ;-in their way thither
Some serfs of my kind friend Alonzo saw them-
Suspected their dread errand-told their thoughts-
And after a sharp conflict, rescued me.

Juliana. The hand of heaven was there! You are weak, dearest,

Or I would tell how the accursed Marco

Talked of thy fancied death, and strove to build
Upon it, (horrible hope!) that I would be
His bride-his bride! a reeking murderer
Fresh from the dreadful deed! O God! O God!
My soul revolts at the appalling thought!

Theodore. Think not of this my love, nor talk of it,
It hurts yourself, and discomposes me;

I feel enough of painful irritation

From these yet unclosed wounds;-but trust me love,
I mean not to reproach; O could I tell

How tenderly and how intensely this

Fond heart adores and worships thee alone,

Thou would'st not look as if these words of mine
Were meant as a reproach.

Juliana. O, no, no, no!

I could not-would not make thy sufferings

More than they are! Would I could bear them all!

Enter ALONZO.

Alonzo. MARCo has been condemned-the proofs are clear

He dies to morrow!

Juliana. May God pardon him!

May 7th, 1821.

J. W. DALBY.

THEATRICAL INQUISITION.

"A well governed stage is an ornament to society, an encouragement to wit and learning, and a school of virtue, modesty, and good manners." LORD CHESterfield.

THE KING'S THEATRE.

"MUSIC the fiercest grief can charm,
And fate's severest rage disarm;
MUSIC can soften pain to ease,

And make despair and madness cease."

THIS splendid concern since it came into the hands of its present proprietor Mr. EBER, has been conducted in all its departments with such spirit and elegance, that as a place of fashionable resort it has never been equalled since its foundation. The house is filled every evening of performance with all the rank and beauty of the kingdom-and the frequent visits of royalty have not a little contributed to this pleasing result; these visits give such a stimulus to exertion that we sincerely trust our theatres will be often honoured by their repetition. The following is a journal of the performances for the last month:

April 24,-Il Tancredi ; a Divertisement-La Paysanne Supposee.

April 28,-Ibid.

May 1,-La Clemenza Di Tito; a Divertisement-Enone et Paris.

The revival of this opera was a great gratification to the musical public, and we hail it as a promise of that frequent recurrence to the best works, to the revival of which the theatre has of late shewn so liberal a tendency. It would be a vain task for us to descant upon the excellencies of MoZART, but there is no music that exercises such absolute sway over the feelings and opinions of its hearers as this

composers.-The Opera introduced a lady to the public named Madame ALBERT, in the part of Vitellia, she displayed great taste for embellishment, and a consummate knowledge of the scale with all its inversions.-And was loudly encored in most of her songs, but particularly with Madame CAMPORESE in the duet " Deh Perdona," which was never sung better. The house overflowed with fashionables, and the Duke and Duchess of Gloucester were present.

May 4,-Il Clemenza di Tito-Nina.-[1st time, for the benefit of Mademoiselle Noblet.]

May 5,-La Gazza Ladra-Nina.

"Nina, ou la Folle par Amour," is an importation from the Royal Academy of music at Paris, where it has attained the highest celebrity. The story is simple.

Nina, the daughter of a French nobleman is promised in marriage to a young officer, a subaltern in rank, but a claim for her hand for the son of a General, gives rise to a parents command to break her first vows and accept the wealthy lover. A challenge between the rivals ensues, and the son of the General is wounded. Her favoured lover is dismissed by her father, and in despair throws himself into the sea, and all tidings of him are lost. The shock is too severe for the reason of Nina, she sinks under it—all efforts to restore her are unavailing, when her lover is unexpectedly restored to her, and at the sight of him she recovers.

A very excellent ballet has been constructed from these materials, and it was admirably acted. Mademoiselle NoBLET, as Nina, and Monsieur ALBERT as her lover, exhibited the art in its highest perfection. The piece was highly applauded.

May 7,-La Gazza Ladra; (or the Maid and Magpie.)— The Midnight Hour-La Paysanne Supposee.-[Benefit of Mr. Kelly-Playhouse prices.]

May 8,-La Clemenza di Tito-Nina.

-15,-Ibid,-La Paysanne Supposee.

HIS MAJESTY honoured the theatre with his presence this evening. The house was crowded to excess,