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In laying down Mrs. Inchbald's production, and taking up that of Mrs. Robinson, we certainly may be said to turn from nature to art.
Angelina, ladies, has been long out of her teens, but the magic of fancy has so enriched her autumnal suit, that she is still an object of no small attraction. Her story is as romantic as you can wish, and there are among you so many lovers of tales of wonder about caverns, rocks, woods, lakes, castles, abbies, and manor-houses, that we make not the least doubt of your paying a visit to the pensive Angelina, in her RUIN, which is really well imagined, and the way to it prettily laid out.
The characters introduced in the novel before us consider only as an humble copy of their betters? We think we know who is alluded to in the City Trader, who runs about the town to the hindrance of his business on the nights of his sister's new play. Mrs R. cannot, surely, have now to learn that the success of a new play is an object of some moment to the author, and we will venture to say of the party, we conceive to come under her Broad-street hint, that so far from labouring under the ridicule of any, those tasks of brotherly love have ensured to him the approbation of all.
[complete]. Provided by Julie Shaffer, July 1999.
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