TAKEN ON THE BEACH AT SWANSEA, WALES, IN 1906, BY EDWARD CRAIG

"WE HAVE TO PAY DEAR FOR THE FISH"

_From the collection of H. McM. Painter_]

His _view_ of Macbeth, though attacked and derided and put to shame in

many quarters, is as clear to me as the sunlight itself. To me it

seems as stupid to quarrel with the conception as to deny the nose on

one's face. But the carrying out of the conception was unequal.

Henry's imagination was sometimes his worst enemy. When I think of his

Macbeth, I remember him most distinctly in the last act, after the

battle, when he looked like a great famished wolf, weak with the

weakness of a giant exhausted, spent as one whose exertions have been

ten times as great as those of commoner men of rougher fibre and

coarser strength.

"Of all men else I have avoided thee."

Once more he suggested, as he only could suggest, the power of fate.

Destiny seemed to hang over him, and he knew that there was no hope,

no mercy.

_The "Macbeth" Rehearsals_

[Illustration: JOHN SINGER SARGENT

FROM A PORTRAIT PAINTED BY HIMSELF IN 1892 AND PRESENTED BY HIM TO THE

NATIONAL ACADEMY OF DESIGN]

The rehearsals for "Macbeth" were very exhausting, but they were

splendid to watch. In this play Henry brought his manipulation of

crowds to perfection. My acting edition of the play is riddled with

rough sketches by him of different groups. Artists to whom I have

shown them have been astonished by the spirited impressionism of

these sketches. For his "purpose" Henry seems to have been able to

do anything, even to drawing and composing music. Sir Arthur

Sullivan's music at first did not quite please him. He walked up and

down the stage humming and showing the composer what he was going

to do at certain situations. Sullivan with wonderful quickness and

open-mindedness caught his meaning at once.

"Much better than mine, Irving,--much better--I'll rough it out at

once!"

[Illustration: SIR EDWARD BURNE-JONES

FROM THE PAINTING BY GEORGE FREDERICK WATTS

_By courtesy of G. P. Putnam's Sons_]

When the orchestra played the new version based on that humming of

Henry's, it was exactly what he wanted!

Knowing what a task I had before me, I began to get anxious and

worried about "Lady Mac." Henry wrote me such a nice letter about

this:

"To-night, if possible, the last act. I want to get these great

multitudinous scenes over and then we can attack _our_ scenes....

Your sensitiveness is so acute that you must suffer sometimes. You

are not like anybody else--you see things with such lightning

quickness and unerring instinct that dull fools like myself grow

irritable and impatient sometimes. I feel confused when I'm

thinking of one thing, and disturbed by another. That's all. But I

do feel very sorry afterwards when I don't seem to heed what I so

much value....

"I think things are going well, considering the time we've been at

it, but I see so much that is wanting that it seems almost

impossible to get through properly. 'To-night commence Matthias.

If you sleep, you are lost!'"[*]

[*] A quotation from "The Bells."

[Illustration: ELLEN TERRY AS LADY MACBETH

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