The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1852-08-25
tons for Sontag' 3 appearance before the Frank
fort public, Borne gives the following account
OF the concert and the effect produced thereby;

tons for Sontag' appearance before the Frank
fort public, Borne gives the following account
Of the concert and the effect produced tnereoy'
The houae was opened tvs hours earlier thon
u.naI. bu, long before that. the great squafe III
from, was crowded and jammed with people,
Penetration was raised 10 its highest apex
a,n;,an,ont was intense and keen. Until ex~
,,or;enced the reality il seemed impossible that
snci, extravagant anticipatIons could be satis-
6sJ. But all who were there confessed that
Mile. Sontag far exceeded all that they had
looked Tor. And in such case, where the
annearance and the reality belong together,
and are one and the same thing, what room
VAS there for deception and illusiOnl ma.
gical, indescribable grace accompanies all the
movements of this singer, and we are 10 doubt
whether TO regard her acting or her singing as
the lovely ornament of a peculiar beauty. In
comic parts she always preserve this oman
ly tact, which is so easily violated on the
boards, and in serious ones dignity which is
at once touching and commanding. On that
first night we forgot the senseless text OF Ros-
sini's Oteii0, we saw and heard the Desdemo-
La O. Snukespere. IL simple ballad when
speaks 10 the heart she is admirable, as IN The
most ornate Cavatina, which delights the ears.
We saw old men weeping, something whicn nc
trick of artifciaiity, though never SO unequaiied
and Incompatible could produce. her low
notes her wonderful trlls. runs, and cadenZss,
resemble the charming childllke ornaments on
a Gothic edfce, which serve TO moderate the
solemnty of lofty arches and pillars, TO COM
bine the ioy of the heavens with the JOY OF the
earth, but never violate or degrade that solem-
nitv. The inspiration produced by Henrietta
Soutag as pesdemona, resembles the Greek
fire that could not be exiting ulshed, and.
But let me cling to the rock Of cool reflection
and save myself Perhaps il was the whirl-
pool that carried me away, perhaps it was not
u mere figure of speech, when said: II know
not what say" II this be the case, if have
experienced Il human weakness, why then
will not alive yield myself to mocking pity,
but will mingle with my shipwreckea compan-
ions in misfortune. All the critics and poets
here and ia Darms,adt have gone crazy also,
and have done nothing but declaim, sing and
rave about Sontag. What poems, what fables,
what flights of fancy All Olympus was mus
tered into the service, and the children, grey
boards, and veterans of mythology had to come
up and pay their tribute. Critical old women
made declarations of passion TO the songstress,
and bloodless reviewers giuwed with life in her
praise. | ara dizzy; have seen Germans
drunk not with wine, but with enthusiasm.-
There has been no end TO the prose and still
less to the verse, expressive of their boundless
delight. All seasons, all times, all emotions,
all forms Of expressions have been evoked TO
pay her honor But must end, lest provoke
some reader TO exclaim:
mot all are free, who dare to sport with chains