Every one, observes Mr. Isaac Disraeli, of this grotesque family were
the creatures of national genius, chosen by the people for themselves.
Italy, both ancient and modern, exhibits a gesticulating people of
comedians, and the same comic genius characterised the nation through
all its revolutions, as well as the individual through all his fortunes.
The lower classes still betray their aptitude in that vivid humour,
where the action is suited to the word--silent gestures sometimes
expressing whole sentences. They can tell a story, and even raise the
passions, without opening their lips. No nation in modern Europe
possesses so keen a relish for the burlesque, insomuch as to show a
class of unrivalled poems, which are distinguished by the very title;
and perhaps there never was an Italian in a foreign country, however
deep in trouble, but would drop all remembrance of his sorrows, should
one of his countrymen present himself with the paraphernalia of Punch at
the corner of a street. I was acquainted with an Italian, a philosopher
and a man of fortune, residing in this country, who found so lively a
pleasure in performing Punchinello's little comedy, that, for this
purpose, with considerable expense and curiosity, he had his wooden
company, in all their costume, sent over from his native place. The
shrill squeak of the tin whistle had the same comic effect on him as the
notes of the _Ranz des Vaches_ have in awakening the tenderness of
domestic emotions in the wandering Swiss--the national genius is
dramatic. Lady Wortley Montagu when she resided at a villa near Brescia,
was applied to by the villagers for leave to erect a theatre in her
saloon: they had been accustomed to turn the stables into a playhouse
every Carnival. She complied, and, as she tells us, was "Surprised at
the beauty of their scenes, though painted by a country painter. The
performance was yet more surprising, the actors being all peasants; but
the Italians have so natural a genius for comedy, they acted as well as
if they had been brought up to nothing else, particularly the Arlechino,
who far surpassed any of our English, though only the tailor of our
village, and I am assured never saw a play in any other place." Italy is
the mother, and the nurse, of the whole Harlequin race.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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