• She feedeth on the (STEAME) (2/3)

    From Arthur Neuendorffer@21:1/5 to All on Mon Oct 11 07:29:15 2021
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    farther than any one else can shoot an arrow.>> -------------------------------------------------------------
    On The Countesse Dowager of Pembroke : Mary (Sidney) Herbert,
    .
    _ (U)nderneath this sable Herse
    _ (LYES) the subiect of all verse:
    _ (SYD)ne(YES) sister, Pembroke's Mother:
    _ Death, ere thou hast slaine another,
    _ Faire, & Learn'd, & good as she,
    _ Tyme shall *throw a DART* at thee. -----------------------------------------------------------
    . King Henry VI, Part ii Act 3, Scene 1
    .
    YORK: And fought so long, till that his thighs with *DARTs*
    . Were almost like a *sharp-QUILL'd PORPENTINE* ;
    . And, in the end being rescued, I have seen
    . Him caper upright like a wild Morisco,
    . *SHAKING* the bloody *DARTs* as he his bells. .......................................................
    *PHEON* , n. (Her.) A bearing representing the head of a
    *DART* or javelin, with long barbs engrailed on the inner edge. ------------------------------------------------------------
    . http://home.freeuk.net/sidsoft/pensinfo.html
    .
    <<The *PORCUPINE* is used as the Sidney Family crest. The family arms
    show a *PORCUPINE* and a lion on either side of the Sidney *PHEON*>> --------------------------------------------------------------
    <<On 30 March 1741, after a one-year courtship, Sterne
    married Elizabeth Lumley (1714-1773). Sterne's biographer
    Arthur H. Cash quotes a characterization of her
    by a cousin, the famous bluestocking Elizabeth Montagu:
    .
    'Mrs. Sterne is a Woman of great integrity & has many virtues,
    but they stand *like QUILLS upon the fretfull PORCUPINE* ' .........................................................
    The Penshurst village pub the Leicester Arms, was once
    called the *PORCUPINE* & Sir Philip Sidney's funeral
    helm (on display at Penshurst Place) is surmounted by
    a *PORCUPINE* now, sadly, missing most of it's *QUILLS* .>> -------------------------------------------------------
    . Hamlet (Quarto 1, 1603) Act I, scene V
    .
    Ghost: Nay pitty me not, but to my vnfolding
    . *Lend thy listning EARE* , but that I am forbid
    . To tell the secrets of my prison house
    . I would a tale vnfold, whose lightest word
    . Would harrow vp thy soule, freeze thy yong blood,
    . Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres,
    . Thy knotted and combined locks to part,
    . And each particular haire to stand on end
    . *Like QUILS vpon the FRETFULL PORPENTINE* ,
    . But this same *BLAZON* must not be, to EARS of flesh and blood
    . Hamlet, if *EUER* thou didst thy deere father loue. ------------------------------------------------------------ .http://shakespeareauthorship.com/wds1.html
    .
    . Some interesting 5-letter Rollett strings
    . "found in arrays based on the first 144 letters
    . of the dedication to Shakespeare's Sonnets.":
    .
    . *PHEON* : 1106d (Sidney *PHEON* crest) ....................................................... http://www.heraldica.org/topics/famous/pics/sidney.jpg -------------------------------------------------------
    . . . Sonnet 87
    .
    [F]or how do I hold thee but by thy granting,
    [A]nd for that *RItCHES* where is my DEsERUing?
    [T]he cause of this *FAIRE* guift in me is [WANT]ing,
    [A]nd so my pattent back againe is sweruing. --------------------------------------------------------
    Wm Shaxpere & Anna *WHATEley* of *TEMPLE GRAFTON* ...........................................
    <<There is an old English word *WHATE* ,
    . meaning fortune, *FATE* , or destiny,
    I think that in a desperate moment of inspiration,
    confused before the clerk, Shakespeare reached into
    his heart and came out with the name of that Anne
    who would have been his choice, his *FATE* , his destiny.>>
    . - _The Late Mr. Shakespeare_ by Robert Nye ------------------------------------------------------
    . Sonnet 29
    .
    WHen in disgrace with Fortune and mens eyes,
    I all alone beweepe my out-cast state,
    And trouble *DEAFE* heauen with my bootlesse cries,
    And looke vpon my selfe and *curse my FATE* .
    Wishing me like to one more *RICH* in hope, .................................................
    27 [F]or thee, and for my selfe, noe quiet finde.
    28 [A]nd night doth nightly make greefes length seeme stronger.
    29 [T]hat then I skorne to change my state with Kings.
    30 [A]ll losses are restord, and sorrowes end. ---------------------------------------------------------
    <<Michelangelo Florio (1515-1572) became Italian tutor to Lady Jane
    Grey and in the family of William Herbert, 1st Earl of Pembroke,
    father of Henry Herbert, 2nd Earl of Pembroke who would become the
    husband of Mary Sidney, sister of Philip Sidney. He dedicated a book
    to Henry Herbert and Jane Grey. John Florio (1553-1625) lived some
    years with the Henry Wriothesley. William Herbert, 3rd Earl of
    Pembroke, also befriended him. In his will, Florio left gifts to the
    Earl of Pembroke, clearly on condition that he looked after his second
    wife, Rose. Florio was named French and Italian tutor to Prince Henry
    and afterwards became a gentleman of the privy chamber and Clerk of
    the Closet to the Queen Consort Anne of Denmark, whom he also
    instructed in languages.>> .........................................................
    Florio (John) Florio's Second Frutes.

    * On the verso of signature A 6 will be found th{E} poem
    "Phaeto{N} to his frien{D} Florio," ascr{I}bed to Shake{S}peare
    (see Mr. {SIDNE}y Lee's Life of the Poet, page 73 ) : ---------------------------------------------------------
    . [FATE] : {PHAET}
    .........................................................
    "{PHAET}on to his friend Florio."

    "Sweete friend, whose name agrees with t{H}y incre(A|S}e
    . How fi(T) {A} riuall (A|R}t thou o(F) {T}he Spring?
    . <F|O]r when ea[C]h branch[E] hath left his flourishing
    And green-lockt Sommer's shadie pleasure's cease ;
    .
    (FATA) -8
    {TRASH} -8
    [ECO] -8
    .
    She makes the Winters stormes repose in peace
    . <A>nd spends her franchise on [E]ach livin[G] thing,
    . <T>he [D]azies spr[O]ut, (t)he li(T|L]e birds doo sing,
    Hearbes gummes and plant(E)s doo vaunt of their release. .........................................
    __ <= 9 =>

    .<A>n d s p e n d s
    . h e r f r a n c h
    . i s e o n [E] a c h
    . l i v i n [G] t h i
    . n g<T>h e [D] a z i
    . e s s p r [O] u t(t)
    . h e l i (T|L] e b i
    . r d s d o o s i n g,
    .
    (T)[LODGE] -9 Prob. ~ 1 in 800 ......................................................
    . So when that all our E(N)glish *WI(t)TS* lay dead
    .(<E>xce{P}t t{H}e l{A}ur{E}ll {T}hat is *(E|V)ER GREEN(E)* )
    . Thou with thy Frutes our barre(N)esse o'ers{P}read
    . <A|N)d set t{H}y flowrie ple{A}s(U)ance to be s{E}ene.

    [S]utch fr(U|T}es, sutch flowr(R)ets of moralitie
    [W]ere nere befo(R)e brought out of Italy. -- ...............................................
    {PHAET} 3, 12 Prob. ~ 1 in 50,000
    .
    (RVNEt) -41
    (RUNEt) -41
    (RUNE) -35 Prob. 3(RU/VNE)s neg. skip ~ 1 in 240 ----------------------------------------------------
    . Romeo and Juliet (Quarto 1, 1597) The Prologue.
    .
    Tvvo houshold Frends alike in dignitie,
    (In faire VEROna, where we lay our Scene)
    From ciuill broyles broke into enmitie,
    VVhose ciuill warre makes ciuill hands vncleane.
    .
    [F]rom forth the *FATAll* loynes of these two foes,
    [A] paire of starre-crost Louers tooke their life:
    . {VV}hose misaduentures, piteous ouerthrowes,
    [T]hrough the continuing of their Fathers strife,
    [A]nd death-markt passage of their Parents rage
    .
    Is now the two howres traffique of our Stage.
    The which if you with patient EARES attend,
    . {VV}hat *HERE we [WANT]* wee'l studie to amend. ----------------------------------------------------
    . http://home.freeuk.net/sidsoft/pensinfo.html
    .
    The Sidney Family arms shows a *PORCUPINE* & a lion
    . on either side of the Sidney PHEON.
    .
    "Whither the *FATES CALL* " is the meaning of Sidney's motto:
    .
    ____ *QUO FATA VOCANT*
    ----------------------------------------------------
    . Hamlet > Act I, scene IV
    .
    HAMLET: My *FATE CRIES OUT* ,
    . And makes each petty artery in this body
    . As hardy as the Nemean lion's nERVE.
    . *STILL am I CALL'D* . -----------------------------------------------------------
    William Marshall engraving of of William Shakespeare on 1640 Sonnets http://www.william-shakespeare.info/william-shakespeare-marshall%20en...
    .
    <<Both the image of William Shakespeare by William Marshall,
    adapted by from the Martin Droeshout engraving on the First Folio,
    and the words of Ben Jonson have considerably changed from the
    First Folio to the second, 1640 edition of Shakespeare's sonnets.
    .
    The lines below the Marshall image of William Shakespeare:
    .
    This *SHADOW* is renowned Shakespear's? Soule of th' age
    The applause? Delight? The wonder of the Stage.
    Nature her selfe, was proud of his designs

    [A]nd joy'd to weare the dressing of his lines,
    [T]he learned will confess his works as such
    [A]s neither man, nor Muse can praise to much
    [F]or *EVER live thy FAME* , the world to tell,

    Thy like, no age, shall *EVER* paralell >> --------------------------------------------------
    . [ON *POET-APE* ] EPIGRAMS by Ben Jonson
    .
    Poor *POET-APE* , that would be thought our chief,
    . Whose works are e'en the frippery of wit,
    [F]rom brokage is become so bold a thief,
    . As we, the robb'd, leave rage, and pity it.
    [A]t first he made low shifts, would pick and glean,
    . Buy the rEVERsion of old plays ; now grown
    [T]o a little wealth, and credit in the scene,
    . He takes up all, makes each man's wit his own :
    [A]nd, told of this, he slights it. Tut, such crimes
    . The sluggish gaping auditor devours ;
    . He marks not whose 'twas first : and after-times
    . May judge it to be his, as well as ours.
    . Fool ! as if half eyes will not know a fleece
    . From locks of wool, or shreds from the whole piece ? ---------------------------------------------------- http://www.philological.bham.ac.uk/anagrams/text.html
    ____ *EDOUARUS VEIERUS*
    _____ per anagramma
    ____ *AURE SURDUS VIDEO*
    .
    [A]uribus hisce licet studio, Fortuna, susurros
    [PE]rfidiae et technas efficis esse procul,
    . Attamen accipio (quae mens horrescit et auris)
    . Rebus facta malis corpora surda tenus.
    . Imo etiam cerno Catilinae¶ fraude propinquos
    . Funere solventes *FATA* aliena suo. .............................................
    _______ *EDWARD VERE*
    ______ by an anagram
    ____ *DEAF IN MY EAR, I SEE*
    .
    Though by your zeal, FORTUNE, you keep perfidy's
    murmurs & schemings at a distance, nonetheless I learn
    (at which my mind & ear quake) that our bodies have
    been deafened with respect to evil affairs. Indeed,
    I perceive men who come close to Catiline* in deception,
    freeing other men's *FATES* by their death.
    .
    ¶ Catiline was the rabble-rouser suppressed by Cicero.
    His name became a watchword for incendiary troublemakers.>> ---------------------------------------------
    . . . Sonnet 60
    .
    [A]nd Time that gave doth now his gift confound.
    [T]ime doth transfix the flourish set on youth
    [A]nd delves the parallels in beauty's brow,
    [F]eeds on the rarities of *NATURE'S TRUTH* ,
    . And *nothing* stands but for his scythe to mow:
    . And yet to times in hope my VERsE shall stand,
    . Praising thy *WORTH*, despite his cruel hand. -------------------------------------------------
    . . . Sonnet 70
    .
    . That thou are blam'd shall not be thy defect,
    . {F}or slanders marke was EUER yet the *FAIRE* ,
    . The [ORNAMENT] of beauty is suspect,
    . {A} Crow that flies in heauens sweetest ayre.
    . So thou be good, slander doth but approue,
    . {T}heir *WORTH* the greater beeing woo'd of time,
    . [F]or Canker vice the sweetest buds doth loue,
    . {A}nd thou present'st a pure vnstayined prime.
    . [T]hou hast past by the ambush of young daies,
    . [E]ither not assayld, or victor beeing charg'd,
    .
    . Yet this thy praise cannot be soe thy PRAISE,
    . To tye vp ENUY, EUERmore inlarged,
    . If *some SUSpect of ill maskt* not thy show,
    . Then thou alone kingdomes of hearts shouldst owe. ..............................................
    . {E}douardus *VERUS* , {COMES} Oxoniae,
    . Vicecomes Bulbeck, Dominus de Scales
    . & Badlismer, D. Magnus Angliae Ca-
    . merarius: Lectori. S. D.
    .
    http://comp.uark.edu/~mreynold/aulicus.html
    .
    Quae si sapientissimorum principum clarissima insignia,
    si florentis reip. certissima praesidia, si optimorum
    ciuium *ORNAMENTa maxima* , & suo merito, & omnium iudicio,
    ..
    - Edward de Vere's introduction to 1577 translation
    of *BALTHASAR* Castiglione's The Book of the Courtier, ---------------------------------------------------------------- http://socrates.berkeley.edu/~ahnelson/ARMADA/1589Engl.html

    Armada Pamphlets Commissioned by Burghley

    An Answer to the vntruthes, pvblished and printed in Spaine, in glorie
    of their svpposed victorie atchieued against our English Navie, and
    the Right Honorable Charles Lord Howard, Lord high Admiral of England,
    &c. Sir Francis Drake, and the rest of the Nobles and Gentlemen,
    Captaines, and Soldiers of our said Navie. First written and published
    in Spanish By a Spanish Gentleman; who came hither out of the Lowe
    Countries from the service of the prince of Parma, with his wife
    and familie, since the overthrowe of the Spanish Armada, forsaking
    both his countrie and Romish religion; as by this Treatise
    (against the barbarous impietie of the Spaniards; and
    dedicated to the Queenes most excellent Majestie, may appeere.

    Faithfully translated by I. L. [Ihon Lyllie?/Iames Leigh?]

    London, Printed by Iohn Iackson, for Thomas Cadman. 1589.

    . (L. Admirall)
    . The Admirall with Lion on his creast,
    . {l}ike to Alcides on the strond of Troy:
    . [A]rmd at assaie, to battell is addreast:
    . [T]he sea that sawe his frownes, waxt calme and coy,
    . [A]s when that Neptune with threeforked mase,
    . [F]or Trojans sake, did keepe the winds in chase.

    . (Earle of Oxford)
    . De-Vere whose *FAME* , and loyaltie hath pearst,
    . The Tuscan clime, and through the Belgike lands,
    . By winged *FAME* , for valor is rehearst:
    . Like warlike Mars upon the hatches stands,
    . His tusked Bore gan fome for inwarde ire,
    . While *PALLAS* fild his breast, with warlike fire. -------------------------------------------------------
    <<On the titlepage of the first edition
    . of Venus & Adonis is the Ovidian phrase
    .
    . *Vilia miretur vulgus* ... "
    .
    or, "allow the public to admire that which is sordid.">>
    . - Rowse, A.L. ed., The Annotated Shakespeare, 1984. ....................................................
    . . P. Ovidius Naso, Amores http://www.thelatinlibrary.com/ovid/ovid.amor1.shtml
    .
    XV *VILIA miretur VULGUS* ; mihi flavus APOLLO+
    . Pocula Castalia plena ministret aqua,
    . Sustineamque coma metuentem frigora myrtum,
    . Atque a sollicito multus amante legar!
    . Pascitur in vivis Livor; post *FATA* quiescit+,
    . Cum suus ex merito quemque tuetur honos.
    . Ergo etiam cum me supremus adederit ignis++,
    . Vivam, parsque mei multa superstes erit. --------------------------------------------------------------
    . . Moby Dick (1851) - Melville
    .
    For an instant, the tranced boat's crew stood still; then turned.
    "The ship? Great God, where is the ship?" Soon they through dim,
    bewildering mediums saw her sidelong *fading PHANTOM* ,
    as in the gaseous *FATA* Morgana; only the uppermost
    masts out of water; while fixed by in[FAT]u[A]tion,
    or fidelity, or *FATE*, to their once lofty perches, the
    pagan harpooneers still maintained their sinking look-outs on
    the sea. And now, concentric circles seized the lone boat itself,
    and all its crew, and each floating *OAR, & EVERY LANCEPOLE*
    and spinning, animate & inanimate, all round & round in one
    vortex, carried the smallest chip of the Pequod out of sight. --------------------------------------------------------------- http://spenserians.cath.vt.edu/TextRecord.php?action=GET&textsid=32802
    .
    Delia and Rosamond Augmented. Cleopatra. (1594) *Samuel Daniel*
    .
    To the Right Honourable,
    the Lady MARIe COUNTESSE OF PEMBROOKE.
    .
    O why may not some after-comming hand,
    Unlock these limits, open our confines:
    And *breake a sunder* this imprisoning band,
    T' inlarge our spirits, and publish our dissignes;
    Planting our *ROSES* on the Apenines?
    And teach to Rhene, to Loyre, and *Rhodanus* ,
    Our *ACCENTS, and the WONDERS* of our Land,
    That they might all admire and honour us.
    .
    Whereby great *SYDNEY* and our *SPENCER* might,
    With those Po-singers beeing equalled,
    Enchaunt the world with such a SWEET delight,
    That theyr *ETERNALL* songs ( *for EVER read* ,)
    May shew what great ELIZAS raigne hath bred.
    What musique in the kingdome of her peace,
    Hath now beene made to her, and by her might,
    Whereby her *glorious FAME shall nEVER* cease. -----------------------------------------------
    - The Phoenix and the Turtle
    .
    LET the bird of loudest lay,
    On the sole Arabian tree,
    Herald sad and trumpet be,
    .
    To whose sound *chaste WINGS OBEY* .
    .
    But thou shrieking harbinger,
    Foul precurrer of the fiend,
    Augur of the *FEVER'S* end,
    To this troupe COME thou not near!
    ...................................
    Prob. of *EVERUS* ~ 1/12,240 (any skip)
    .
    ______ <= 18 =>
    .
    . L e t t h e .b. i r d o f l o u d e s
    . t l a y O n .t. h e s o l e A r a b i
    . a n t r e e .H. e r a l d s a d a n d
    . t r u m p e .t. b e T o w h o s e s o
    . u n d c h a [S] t e w i n g s o b e y
    _ B u t t h o [U] s h r i e k i n g h a
    _ r b i n g e [R] F o u l p r e c u r r
    __e r o f t h [E] f i e n d A u g u r o
    __f t h e f e [V] E R s e n d T o t h i
    . s t r o u p {E| C O M E}t h o u n o t
    . n e a r
    ..............................................
    . {E}douardus *VERUS* , {COMES} Oxoniae,
    . Vicecomes Bulbeck, Dominus de Scales
    . & Badlismer, D. Magnus Angliae Ca-
    . merarius: Lectori. S. D.
    .
    http://comp.uark.edu/~mreynold/aulicus.html
    .
    Quae si sapientissimorum principum clarissima insignia,
    si florentis reip. certissima praesidia, si optimorum
    ciuium *ORNAMENTa maxima* , & suo merito, & omnium iudicio, ........................................................
    - Edward de Vere's introduction to 1577 translation
    of *BALTHASAR* Castiglione's The Book of the Courtier, ----------------------------------------------------- http://tinyurl.com/46f4htt
    .
    . _Summers Last Will and Testament_ -Thomas Nashe ..................................................
    ORION: *SIRRAH* , wast thou that called us from our game?
    ____ How dared thou (being but a petty God)
    ____ Disturb me in the entrance of my sports?
    .
    SUMMER: It I, Orion, caused thee to be called.
    .
    ORION: It I, dread Lord, that humbly *WILL OBEY* . ------------------------------------------------------------
    <<The 6th rule of the Rosicrucians,
    as laid down in the *FAMA* Fraternitatis
    of 1604 demanded anonymity for 100 years">> ..............................................
    <<Gnostic device: "Learn to know all but keep thyself unknown">> ..............................................
    ROS(icru)CIAN *NIC(hol)AS RO(we)* simply
    . refused to play ball when the time came. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nicholas_Rowe_(dramatist) -------------------------------------------------------------
    "-Éste es el día, ¡oh Sancho!, en el cual *SE HA DE VER* el bien que
    me tiene guardado mi suerte; éste es el día, digo, en que se ha de
    mostrar, tanto como en otro alguno, el valor de mi brazo, y en el que
    tengo de hacer obras que queden escritas en *EL LIBRO DE LA FAMA*
    por todos los venideros siglos. ¿Ves aquella *POLVAREDA* que allí
    se levanta, Sancho? Pues toda es cuajada de un copiosísimo ejército
    que de diversas e innumerables gentes por allí viene marchando.
    .
    -A esa cuenta, dos deben de ser -dijo Sancho-, porque desta parte
    contraria se levanta asimesmo otra semejante *POLVAREDA*.
    .
    Volvió a mirarlo don Quijote, y vio que así era la *VERDAD* ;
    y, alegrándose sobremanera, pensó, sin duda alguna, que
    eran dos ejércitos que venían a embestirse y a encontrarse
    en mitad de aquella espaciosa llanura (...)" ---------------------------------------------------------
    Shelton's Don Quixote, Part 1. The Third Book http://www.bartleby.com/14/304.html
    .
    IV. Wherein Are Rehearsed the Discourses Passed between Sancho Panza
    and His Lord, Don Quixote, with Other Adventures Worthy the Recital .................................
    'This is, Sancho, the day wherein *SHALL BE MANIFEST* the good which
    fortune hath reserved for me. This is the day wherein the force of
    mine arm must be shown as much as in any other whatsoEVER; and in
    it I will do such feats as shall for EVER remain recorded in the
    *BOOKS OF FAME* . Dost thou see, Sancho the *DUST* which ariseth
    there? Know that it is caused by a mighty army, and sundry and
    innumerable nations, which come marching there.'
    .
    'If that be so,' quoth Sancho, 'then must there be *two armies*;
    for on this other side is raised as great a *DUST*.'
    .
    Don *Quixote* turned back to behold it, and
    seeing it was *SO INDEED* , he was marvellous glad,
    thinking that they were doubtlessly *two armies*, which came
    to fight one with another in the midst of that spacious plain
    .
    [for he had his *FANTASY EVER* replenished with these battles,
    enchantments, successes, ravings, loves, and challenges which
    are rehearsed in books of knighthood, and all that EVER he spoke,
    thought, or did, was addressed and applied to the like things.
    And the *DUST* which he had seen was raised by
    two great flocks of sheep, that came through the same field
    by two different ways, and could not be discerned, by reason
    of the *DUST*, until they were VERy near. Don Quixote did
    affirm that they were two armies with so VERy good earnest
    as Sancho believed it, and demanded of him,] ----------------------------------------------------------- http://www.shakespeare-oxford.com/?page_id=115 ........................................
    Poems of the 1576 crisis and after
    as authentic by Dr. Grosart & Steven W. May ........................................
    {F}ain would I sing, but fury makes me fret,
    {A}nd Rage hath sworn to seek revenge of wrong;
    {M}y mazed mind in malice so is set,
    {A}s Death shall daunt my deadly dolours long;
    .
    Patience perforce is such a pinching pain,
    *As die I Will, or suffer wrong again* .
    .
    I am no sot, to suffer such abuse
    A[S] do[T]h b[E]{R E}[A]{V E} [M]y heart of his delight; .........................................................
    . . <= 3 =>
    .
    . . . A [S]
    . . d o [T]
    . . h b [E]
    . .{R E}[A]
    . .{V E}[M] y
    ....................................................
    . GOOD FREND FO {R} [IE]{SVS}'_S(AKE)_ FOR[BE]ARE,
    _ TO DIGG THE D {V} [ST] ____ EN(CLO)ASED [HE]ARE:
    BLESTE BE Ye MA {N} .Yt ___ . SPA{RE}S THES STONES,
    AND CVRST BE H {E} .Yt ____ . MO{VE}S MY BONES. ....................................................
    Philip Sidney = 1576 [HEBE] royal cupbearer.
    Edward Dyer = . 1576 [HEBE] license to PARDON
    ___________ and diSPENSE with *TANNING LEATHER* . .........................................................
    Nor will I frame myself to such as use,
    With calm consent, to suffer such despite;
    No quiet sleep shall once possess mine eye
    Till Wit have wrought his will on Injury.
    .
    [M]y heart shall fail, and hand shall lose his force,
    . But some device shall pay Despite his due;
    [A]nd Fury shall consume my careful corse,
    [O]r raze the ground whereon my sorrow grew.
    . Lo, thus in rage of ruthful mind refus'd,
    [I] rest reveng'd on whom I am abus'd. - Earle of Oxenforde. --------------------------------------------------
    ____ King Lear > Act V, scene III
    .
    KING LEAR: She's gone *for EVER* !
    . I know when one is dead, and when one lives;
    . She's dead as earth. Lend me a looking-glass;
    . If that her *breath Will MIST* or stain the stone,
    . Why, then she lives.
    ---------------------------------------------
    ________ John Milton -- (1641)
    .
    <<At last a soft and solemn breathing sound *ROSE like a STEAM*
    of rich distill'd Perfumes, And stole upon the Air, that even
    Silence Was took e're she was ware, and wish't she might
    Deny her nature, and be nEVER more Still to be so displac't.>> -------------------------------------------
    Anon.: The Epitaph on the Admirable Dramatic Poet
    *Mr. William* Shakespeare (2nd, 3rd, & 4th Folios)
    .
    What needs my Shakespeare for
    His Hallowed Bones?
    A pyramid of earth in piled stones,
    Or that his mortal relics should be hid
    Beneath some starre-y-pointing pyramid?
    Dear Son of Memory, great *Heir of FAME*
    Why needs the world such witness of {THY NAME} ?
    .
    Thou in *our WONDER and ASTONISHMENT*
    .
    Hast built thyself a lasting monument,
    And so sepulchred in such state dost lie,
    That Kings for such a tomb would wish to die. ----------------------------------------------
    "On Shakspeare" (1630) John Milton
    .
    What needs my Shakspeare for his honor'd Bones
    The labor of an age in piled Stones,
    Or that his hallow'd relics should be hid
    Under a Star-ypointing Pyramid?
    .
    Dear son of memory, great *HEIR OF FA{M}E* ,
    Wh{A}t ne{E}d'st {T}hou {S}uch.....
    .
    {STEAM} -4
    .
    .............. weak witness of {THY NAME}?
    Thou in *our [W]ONDER and ASTON[I]SHMENT*
    Hast bui[L|T} thyself a live[L|O}ng Monument.
    Fo(r) {W}hilst to th'sha(M|E} of slow-endeavo{R}ing art, .............................................
    {STEAM} -4

    ______ <= 14 =>
    .
    . {T H Y N .A M E}T h o u i n o
    . .u r[W]o .n d e r a n d a s t
    . .o n[I]s .h m e n t H a s t b
    . .u i[L|T} t h y s e l f a l i
    . .v e[L|O} n g M o n u m e n t
    . .F o(r|W} h i l s t t o t h s
    . .h a(M|E} o f s l o w e n d e
    . .a v-o{R} i n g a r t
    .
    (Mr.) [WILL.] / {TOWER} 14
    .
    ____ Sonnet 17x8
    .
    Make but {MY NAME} thy love, and love that still,
    And then thou lovest me, for {MY NAME} is '[WILL].' ................................
    Thy easy numbers flow, and that each heart
    Hath from the leaves of *THY unvalu'd Book*
    Those Delphic lines with *DEEP* impression took,
    Then thou our fancy of itself bereaving,
    Dost make us Marble with too much conceiving;
    And so Sepulcher'd in such pomp dost lie,
    That Kings for such a Tomb would wish to die. ---------------------------------------- http://www.lordverulam.org/bacon_epitaph.html
    .
    Bacon's epitaph to Shakespeare
    .
    <<In Bacon's Life of Henry VII., published in 1622, there
    appears as the concluding sentence an epitaph upon that King and
    in the Second Folio of Shakespeare, published in 1632, appears the
    "epitaph on the Admirable Dramatick Poet, Mr. William Shakespeare."
    Both passages have, as their author's last thought, and as their
    closing line, the reflection that a man is more richly sepulchred
    in a written monument of his fame, than in any material tomb,
    however sumptuous or even regal it may be.
    .
    The idea is Horace's: "Exegi monumentum aere perennius." ..........................................
    . _Henry VII, Conclusion_ (by Bacon)
    .
    He lyeth buried at
    Westminster in one of
    the Statelyest and Daintiest
    Monuments of Europe both
    for the Chappell, and for the
    Sepulcher. So that he dwelleth
    more richly Dead in the
    Monument of his Tomb than
    he did Alive in /RICHMOND/ or
    any of his Palaces.
    I could wish he did the like,
    in this *Monument OF his FAME* .
    As Musaeus, who wrote the love of Hero and Leander, had two excellent schollers, Thamaras and Hercules: so hath he in England two excellent
    Poets, imitators of him in the same argument and
    [S]ubject, Chr[I]stopher Ma[R]low and
    Geo[R]ge Chapman. [A]s Ovid sait[H] of his worke; ................................
    ___ <= 10 =>

    . [S] u b j e c t,C h r
    . [I] s t o p h e r M a
    . [R] l o w a n d G e o
    . [R] g e C h a p m a n.
    . [A] s O v i d s a i t
    . [H] o f h i s w o r k e;

    [HARRIS] -10 {770,000}
    ......................................................
    . Jamq opus exegi, quod nec Jovis ira, nec ignis
    . Nec poterit ferrum, nec edax abolere vetustas. -----------------------------------------------------
    *WILL DUGDALE*
    *GUILDED WALL*
    ................................................
    . NOt marble, nor the *GUILDED* monument,
    . Of Princes chall out-liue this powrefull rime,
    . But you shall shine more bright in these contents
    . Then vnswept stone, besmeer'd with sluttish time.
    .[W]hen wastefull warre shall Statues ouer-turne,
    .[A]nd broiles roote out the worke of masonry,
    .[N]or Mars his sword,nor warres quick fire shall burn :
    .[T]he liuing record of your memory.
    . Gainst death,and all obliuious emnity
    . Shall you pace forth,your praise shall stil find roome,
    . Euen in the eyes of all posterity
    . That weare this world out to the ending doome.
    . So til the iudgement that your selfe arise,
    . You liue in this,and dwell in louers eies.

    SONNET 55
    http://www.shakespeares-sonnets.com/55comm.htm

    A famous sonnet which rings changes on the theme
    celebrated by Horace - Exegi monumentum aere perennius
    (I have built a monument more lasting than bronze...) -------------------------------------------------------
    ____ Palladis Tamia. (continued)

    And as Horace saith of his;

    . Exegi monumentum aere perennius;
    . Regalique *PYRAMIDUM* altius; Quod non imber edax;
    . Non Aquilo impotens possit DI(r)UERE;
    . aut innumerabilis annorum series and fuga temporum: -------------------------------------------------------
    Concluding lines of Horace's _Odes_ translated:
    .
    . I have builded a monument more lasting than *BRASS*,
    . Loftier than the *PYRAMIDS* their regal throne,
    . Which neither the wasting rain nor the North wind in its fury
    . Could ever raze to the ground, nor the innumerable
    . Sequence of the years, nor the swift feet of time. -------------------------------------------------------
    ____ Palladis Tamia. (continued)

    so say I sEVERally of Sir Philip *SIDNEYS* , Spencers,
    *DANIELS* , Draytons, Shakespeares, and Warners workes; --------------------------------------------------------------
    Francis Meres

    And as Horace saith of his;
    Exegi momumentum aere perennius;
    Regalique; fitu pyramidum altius;
    Quod non imber edax; Richard Barnfield's
    Non Aquilo impotens possit diruere; 1598
    aut innumerabilis annorum series "A Remembrance of
    &c. fuga temporum : some English Poets"
    so say I seuerally of in Poems in Divers
    Humors.

    sir Philip Sidneys,
    Spencers, --- Live Spenser. . .
    Daniels, --- And Daniell. . .
    Draytons, --- And Drayton. . .
    (honey-tongued) Shakespeares, --- And Shakespeare thou,
    and Warners workes; whose hony-flowing Vaine, ---------------------------------------------------------------
    /SHENE/ = Henry VII's /RICHMOND/
    ...........................................
    . . T O T H/E/ O /N/ LIEB/E/G . E . TTER *oF* THES /E/ IN
    . \S\U I N/G/ S /O/ NNET ß MRW. \H\ ALLH. *A* PPI /N/ ESS
    .. \E\A N/D/ T /H/ ATET/E/RNITI .\E\ PRO. *M* IS /E/ DBYO
    . . \U\R/E/ V /E/ RLIV/I/NGPOETW. \I\ SH. *E* T /H/ THEWE
    . . .\L L/ W /I/ SHIN/G/ADVENTURE. \R\ IN ____ /S/ ETTING
    . . . \F/ O /R/ THTT . . . . . . . TOTH
    .
    ____________ <= 2 x 14 => ------------------------------------------------------------------
    "Are you a child or a teetotum?" the Sheep said as she took
    up another pair of needles. "You'll make me giddy soon, if
    you go on turning round like that." She was now working
    with *FOURTEEN PAIRS* at once, and Alice couldn't help
    looking at her in great astonishment.
    .
    "How can she knit with so many?" the puzzled child thought to
    herself. She gets more & more like a *PORCUPINE EVERy* minute!"
    .
    "Can you row?" the Sheep asked, handing her
    a pair of knitting-needles as she spoke.
    .
    "Yes, a little--but not on land--and not with needles---" Alice was
    beginning to say when suddenly the needles turned into OARS in her
    hands, and she found they were in a little boat, gliding along
    between banks: so there was NOTHING for it but to do her best.
    .
    "FEATHER!" cried the Sheep, as she took up another pair of needles. ----------------------------------------------
    __________ Sonnet 72
    .
    O Least the world should taske you to recite,
    What merit liu'd in me that you should love
    After my death (deare love) for get me quite,
    For you {IN ME} can *NOTHING WORTHY* proue.
    .
    Vnlesse you would *deuise some VERtuous LYE* ,
    To doe more for me then {MINE} owne desert,
    And hang more *PRAISE* vpon deceased I,
    Then nigard *TRUTH* would Willingly impart:
    .
    O least your *TRUE* love may see{M}e f{A}lc{E} in {T}hi{S},
    That you for love speake well of me *vnTRUE*, .................................................
    {STEAM} -3
    .................................................
    {M-Y NAME} be buried wher[E] my *BODY* is,
    (A)nd li[V]e no more to sham[E] nor me, nor you.
    (F)o[R] I am shamd by that which I bring *FORTH* ,
    (A)nd so should you, to love things *nothing WORTH* .

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