had fought bravely; his triumphant exclamation when he learns that he had fallen like a hero-"I'm satisfied!" and "Thanks to the gods! my boy has done his duty;" and his pathetic injunction "Porcius, when I am dead, be sure you place were wonderful specimens of the actor's genius. The far-famed soliloquy in the fifth act was delivered with a solemnity and power worthy of those heaven-inspired lines. Sir Thomas Lawrence has produced a picture of amazing beauty and expression, of Mr. Kemble in this scene. If it has not all the poetic feeling of his Hamlet, it is a more correct representation of the actor : "Tis wondrous like, But that art cannot counterfeit what nature How different is the statue of Kemble, by Flaxman, in Westminster Abbey; in which little of his countenance, and none of his dignity, are preserved. It is a complete failure as regards verisimitude and equally unworthy of the actor and the sculptor. DG. CATO.-Flesh-coloured dress-black Roman sanda's -white Roman tunic-white kerseymere toga, edged with scarlet. LUCIUS.-Blue Roman toga and tunic-breastplate -flesh coloured legs, and black sandals. PORCIUS.-Roman breastplate and lambrakins-scarlet mantle-flesh-coloured legs-black sandals-helmet. SEMPRONIUS.-Blue Roman toga-flesh-coloured legs, and red sandals. MARCIUS.-Ibid, with gray sandals. JUBA.-Scarlet satin jacket-tiger-skin mantle-rich bracelets and coronet-flesh legs, and red sandals. SYPHAX.-Black jacket-tiger-skin mantle — rich breastplate scarlet sash-blue trousers- bow and arrows- -buskins. JUNIUS.-Gray Roman dress. SENATORS.-Roman togas-tunics-flesh-coloured legs, and black sandals. FASCES, ROMAN GUARDS.-Roman dresses. NUMIDIAN GUARDS.-Turkish robes - white vests and trousers - yellow boots-turbans - cimeters and spears. LUCIA.-White muslin dress, with white Roman drapery tiara of pearls, and black bracelets. MARCIA.-White muslin dress bracelets. drapery - black Cast of the Characters at Covent Garden Theatre, 1824. ORIGINAL PROLOGUE TO CATO, WRITTEN BY MR. POPE, AND SPOKEN BY MR. WILKS. To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, Who hears him groan, and does not wish to bleed? Shew'd Rome her Cato's figure drawn in state, viii Britons attend! Be worth like this approv'd, And shew you have the virtue to be mov'd. With honest scorn the first fam'd Cato view'd Rome learning arts from Greece, whom she subdued: Our scene precariously subsists too long On French translation and Italian song. Dare to have sense yourself; assert the stage, Be justly warm'd with your own native rage, Such Plays alone should please a British ear, As Cato's self had not disdain'd to hear. САТО. ACT I. SCENE 1.-A Hall in the Palace. Enter PORCIUS and MARCUS, R. Por. The dawn is overcast, the morning lowers, And close the scene of blood. Already Cæsar Mar. (L. c.) Thy steady temper, Porcius, The insulting tyrant prancing o'er the field Strow'd with Rome's citizens, and drench'd in slaugh ter. O, Porcius, is there not some chosen curse, Por. Believe me, Marcus, 'tis an impious greatness, |