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Greg Reynolds

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Dec 1, 2022, 1:07:51 AM12/1/22
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whatever
- Paulina WT V,iii

http://www.shakespeare.handshake.de
- HLAS FAQ

Michael Reynolds

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Dec 18, 2022, 10:17:45 AM12/18/22
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To Paulina WT and/or whomever in this online forum may read this statement:
We regret sincerely to inform you that our beloved brother, Gregory D. Reynolds, who, I believe, has been a long-time and active member of this Shakespeare literature group, passed away peacefully in his sleep two nights ago, on December 16, 2022. A brief obituary has been submitted to the Chicago Tribune for publication in this morning's edition, and a more thorough rendition of some of Greg's many life endeavors is listed at: SmithCorcoran.com Greg greatly appreciated the literary insights and the camaraderie he found on this forum. Thank you. I, personally, am not familiar with the workings of this forum, so I would greatly appreciate it if you, Paula, or whoever else may read this, would post or disseminate this paragraph more widely so that Greg's tremendous appreciation of this group/forum may be known by as many of Greg's friends as possible. Ruefully, Michael T. Reynolds text: 312 882 1023

marc hanson

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Dec 18, 2022, 1:54:26 PM12/18/22
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sorry to hear,

[thank you for the update]
it appears this was his last post December 1st, 2020

marc

bookburn

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Dec 18, 2022, 11:27:02 PM12/18/22
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HLAS FAQ R.I.P.

Margaret

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Dec 19, 2022, 3:32:31 AM12/19/22
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Sorry for your loss. May his memory be a blessing.

Fear no more the heat o’ the sun,
Nor the furious winter’s rages;
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone, and ta’en thy wages:
Golden lads and girls all must,
As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.

Fear no more the frown o’ the great;
Thou art past the tyrant’s stroke;
Care no more to clothe and eat;
To thee the reed is as the oak:
The scepter, learning, physic, must
All follow this, and come to dust.

Fear no more the lightning flash,
Nor the all-dreaded thunder stone;
Fear not slander, censure rash;
Thou hast finished joy and moan:
All lovers young, all lovers must
Consign to thee, and come to dust.

No exorciser harm thee!
Nor no witchcraft charm thee!
Ghost unlaid forbear thee!
Nothing ill come near thee!
Quiet consummation have;
And renownèd be thy grave!

marc hanson

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Dec 19, 2022, 1:09:35 PM12/19/22
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Cymbeline,

found the lines put to music here:

https://soundcloud.com/ivar-halfman/cymbaline-come-to-dust

marc
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