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ADELAIDE NEILSON
" False to his bed ! What
is it to be false?
To lie in watch there and to think on him ?
To weep twixt clock and clock ?
honest indignation, outraged affection, and
anguish were uttered, without a touch of
rant or self-consciousness, in a cry that
pierced the heavens and the listener's heart.
The feminine sweetness and physical del-
icacy of Imogen were shown with true
poetic grace; and among all the lovely
images that the stage has shown, none is,
I think, so appealingly lovely as that of
Miss Neilson's Imogen as, emerging from
her brothers' cave, she made her trem-
bling declaration of hunger and honesty
and her meek yet clear-voiced plea to the
gentleness of the stout strangers.
I must not multiply details, especially as
a difficult and more important attribution
is to be attempted. More than once I have
spoken of Miss Neilson's beauty, and of
the general enthusiasm over that theme.
In truth, her face was not distinguished by
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