In the first act, the weak, mournful huzza, wrung from the throats of the half-famished soldiers, and that military subordination exhibited between Ribaumont and La Gloire, upon the pronunciation of the word _march_, are happy stage occurrences, in which the reader's fancy will not perhaps delight, for want of the performer's tones and action.--But there are other scenes so independent of the mimic art, that acting can rarely improve them--Such is the scene in the Hall, the delivery of the keys, the farewell between the father and the son, with others equally impressive. But the highest panegyric that can be pronounced on this play is--that "The Surrender of Calais" is considered, by every critic, as the very best of all the author's numerous and successful productions. DRAMATIS PERSONÆ. ENGLISH. KING EDWARD THE THIRD _Mr. Williamson._ HARCOURT _Mr. Bland._ SIR WALTER MANNY _Mr. Usher._ ARUNDEL _Mr. Powell._ WARWICK _Mr. Nigh._ HERALDS, TRAIN BEARERS, SOLDIERS, _&c._ QUEEN _Mrs. Goodall._ ATTENDANTS--_Mrs. Taylor_, _Miss Fontenelle_, _Miss De Camp_, _Mrs. Powell_, _&c._ FRENCH. JOHN de VIENNE _Mr. Aickin._ RIBAUMONT _Mr. Palmer._ OFFICER _Mr. Palmer, jun._ EUSTACHE de ST. PIERRE _Mr. Bensley._ JOHN D'AIRE _Mr. Evatt._ J. WISSANT _Mr. Knights._ P. WISSANT _Mr. Henderson._ OLD MAN _Mr. Johnson._ O'CARROL _Mr. Johnstone._ LA GLOIRE _Mr. Bannister, jun._ {_Mr. Parsons._ WORKMEN {_Mr. Burton._ CITIZENS, SOLDIERS, FRIARS, _&c._ JULIA _Mrs. Kemble._ MADELON _Mrs. Bland._ NUNS--_Mrs. Edwin_, _Mrs. Powell_, _Miss De Camp_, _Miss Fontenelle_, _&c._ _SCENE--Calais, and its Outskirts._ THE SURRENDER OF CALAIS. * * * * * ACT THE FIRST. SCENE I. _A View of Calais, the Sea, and the English Camp._ _Enter RIBAUMONT and LA GLOIRE._ _Ribau._ Thus far in safety. All is hush. Our subtle air of France quickens not the temperament of the enemy. These phlegmatic English snore out the night, in as gross heaviness as when their senses stagnate in their own native fogs, where stupor lies like lead upon them,--which the muddy rogues call sleep. We have nearly passed the entrenchments;--the day breaks.--La Gloire! _La Gloire._ My commander! _Ribau._ Where did you direct our mariners to meet us, with the boat?