Is not this common?
The least little critic, in reviewing some work of art, will say, "pity this, and pity that;" "this should have been altered,--that omitted." Yea, with his wiry fiddlestring will he creak out his accursed variations.

But let him sit down and compose himself.

He sees no improvement in variations THEN! Every man can control his fiddle when it is his own work with which its vagaries would play the devil.
And Viola is the idol, the theme of Naples.

She is the spoiled sultana of the boards.

To spoil her acting may be easy enough,--shall they spoil her nature?
No, I think not.