Queen of Darkness, sable night, Ease a wandering lover's pain; Guide me, lead me Where the nymph whom I adore, Sleeping, dreaming, Thinks of love and me no more. The first two lines are spoken in a meagre sort of recitative. Then there is a miserable air, the first part of which consists of the next two lines, and concludes with a perfect close. The second part of the air is on the last two lines; after which, there is, as usual, a _da capo_, and the first part is repeated; the song finishing in the middle of a sentence,-- "Guide me, lead me Where the nymph whom I adore"-- which, I venture to say, has not been beaten by Bunn, or Fitzball, or any of our worst librettists at their worst moments. The music of _Camilla_, the second opera in the Italian style, performed in England, was by Marco Antonio Buononcini, the brother of Handel's future rival. The work was produced at the original Opera House, erected by Sir John Vanburgh, on the site of the present building, in 1705.[13] It was sung half in English and half in Italian. Mrs. Tofts played the part of "Camilla," and kept to _her_ mother tongue. Valentini played that of the hero, and kept to his. Both the Buononcinis were composers of high ability and the music of _Camilla_ is said to have been very beautiful. The melodies given to the two principal singers were original, expressive, and well harmonized. Mrs. Tofts' impersonation of the Amazonian lady was much admired by persons of taste, and there was a part for a pig which threw the vulgar into ecstacies. "Mr. Spectator," wrote a correspondent, "your having been so humble as to take notice of the epistles of the animal, embolden me, who am the wild boar that was killed by Mrs. Tofts, to represent to you that I think I was hardly used in not having the part of the lion in Hydaspes given to me. It would have been but a natural step for me to have personated that noble creature, after having behaved myself to satisfaction in the part above mentioned; but that of a lion is too great a character for one that never trode the stage before but upon two legs. As for the little resistance I made, I hope it may be excused when it is considered that the dart was thrown at me by so fair a hand. I must confess I had but just put on my brutality; and Camilla's charms were such, that beholding her erect mien, hearing her charming voice, and astonished with her graceful motion, I could not keep up to my assumed fierceness, but died like a man." [Sidenote: STEELE ON INSANITY.]