The Serapion Brethren, Vol. IIHoffmann, E. T. A. (Ernst Theodor Amadeus)
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The Serapion Brethren, Vol. II
Hoffmann, E. T. A. (Ernst Theodor Amadeus)
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Nothing can be sadder than when, at carnival time in Rome, the
_impressarii_ have been unfortunate in their composers--when the
_primo tenore_ of the Argentina has left his voice on the road--when
the _primo uomo da donna_ in the Teatro Valle is down with the
influenza--in short, when the chief pleasures to which the Romans have
been looking forward have proved disappointments, and Giovedi Grasso
has been shorn, at one fell swoop, of all the hoped-for flowers which
were expected to come at that time into blossom. Immediately alter a
melancholy carnival of this description (in fact, the fasts were
scarcely over) a certain Nicolo Musso opened a theatre outside the
Porto del Popolo, limiting himself to announcing the performance of
minor, improvised _buffonades_. His advertisement was couched in a
clever and witty style of wording, and from it the Romans formed in
advance a favourable opinion of Musso's undertaking, and would have
done so even had they not, in the unsatisfied state of their dramatic
appetites, been eager to snatch at anything of the kind that was
offered to them. The arrangements of the theatre--or rather of the
little booth--could not be said to give evidence of any very
flourishing state of finances on the manager's part. There was no
orchestra; there were no boxes. There was a sort of gallery at the back
of the audience part of the house, adorned with the arms of the
Colonnas--a mark that the Conte Colonna had taken Murso and his theatre
under his special protection. The stage was a raised platform covered
with carpets, and surrounded with gay-coloured paper-hangings which had
to serve for forests, interiors, or streets, according to the
requirements of the drama. As, moreover, the audience had to be content
with hard, uncomfortable wooden benches to sit upon, it is not matter
for wonder that the first set of spectators expressed themselves pretty
strongly on the subject of the audacity of Signor Musso in giving the
name of a theatre to this boarded booth. But scarcely had the two first
actors who appeared spoken a few words, when the audience became
attentive. As the piece went on, the attention became applause, the
applause astonishment, and the astonishment enthusiasm, which expressed
itself in the most prolonged and stormy laughter, hand-clapping, and
cries of bravo!
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