Actresses -- Great Britain -- Biography; Siddons, Sarah, 1755-1831
It was a rare gratification to see the Queen of Tragedy thus
out of her robes. Yet her manner, even at the social board,
still partakes of the state and gravity of tragedy. Not that
there is an unwillingness to unbend, but that there is a
difficulty in throwing aside the solemnity of long-acquired
habit. She reminded me of Walter Scott’s knights, “who carved
the meat with their gloves of steel, and drank the red wine
through their helmets barred.” There was, however, entirely
the disposition to be gracious, and to play her part like
herself in conversation. She, therefore, exchanged anecdote
and incident, in the course of which she detailed her feelings
and reflections while wandering among the sublime and romantic
scenery of North Wales, and on the summit of Penmaennmawr.
As she did this her eye kindled and her features beamed, and
in her countenance, which is indeed a volume where one may
read strange matters, you might trace the varying emotions of
her soul. I was surprised to find her face, even at the near
approach of sitting by her side, absolutely handsome, and
unmarked with any of those wrinkles which generally attend
advanced life. Her form is at present becoming unwieldy,
but not shapeless, and is full of dignity. Her gestures and
movements are eminently graceful. Mr. and Mrs. Campbell say
that I was quite fortunate, and might flatter myself on her
being so conversible, for that she is very apt to be on the
reserve towards strangers.
Mr. and Mrs. Campbell had every reason to say so, for only that very year
she proposed dining with them one day, requesting, as she always did,
that it was only to be a family party. About noon Washington Irving’s
brother and a friend, who had brought letters of introduction from
Sir Walter Scott, arrived. During their visit a servant unfortunately
came into the room and disclosed the fact that Mrs. Siddons was dining
there. Immediately the Americans made up their minds to stay and see
her. Campbell told them how annoyed Mrs. Siddons would be at meeting
strangers; they were not to be gainsaid:—
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