Sir William Stanley's Garland

[Arthur Neuendorffer]

Sir William Stanley's Garland (first printed c.1800)
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His Twenty-one Years Travels
through most Parts of the World ;
AND His safe Return to LATHAM. HALL.
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IN Lancashire there liv'd a Lord,
A worthy Lord and a man of fame,
Whose dwelling was at Latham-Hall,
And the Earl of Derby call'd by name-

He had two sons of noble race,
Which brought their father great delight,
He brought them up in learning good,
Whereby their wisdom to requite.

The eldest was call'd my good Lord *STRANGE*,
Lord Ferdinando was his name ;
The youngest was called Sir William Stanley,
, A noble valiant minded man.

But as it happened on a day,
Sir William fell upon his knee,
Desiring leave of his father dear,
Some foreign countries for to see.

I ll grant thee leave, Son Will, he said,
For three years space thou shalt be free,
And gold and silver thou'st have enough,
For to maintain thee gallantly,

But before thou go, take here my ring,
Take care to keep it secretly ;
And if thou lackest any thing,
Be sure thou send the same to me.

Then Sir William took leave of Latham Hall,
And of all that in lovely Latham lay ;
And then he prepares him to the seas,
To travel in some *STRANGE* country.

But as soon as Sir William was got on ship-hoard,
He to himself did secretly say,
I'll make a vow to the living Lord,
That three seven years I'll make away.

Before to England I'll return,
Or eyer on English ground will tread,
Twenty-one years shall be past and gone,
According to the vow I've made.

Then first Sir William travell'd to France,
To learn the French tongue and to dance ;
He tarried there not past three years,
But he learnt their language and all their affairs.

And then Sir William would travel to Spain,
There for to learn the Spanish tongue ;
He tarried there not past half a year,
But he thought he'd been in Spain too long.

To Italy then Sir William would go,
To Rome and to High Germany,
To view the countries all around,
And see what pleasures in them might be,

In Rome and High Germany,
He staid three years before he went,
And then to Egypt he took his way,
To view that Court was his Intent

But one year and a half Sir William staid,
And took his leave most courteously,
Of the King of Morocco and his nobles all,
Then went to the King of Barbary.

Within the Court of Barbary,
When two full years Sir William had been,
Into Russia he needs must go,
To visit the Emperor and his Queen,

One Doctor Dee he met with there,
Which Doctor was born at Manchester ;
Who knew Sir William Stanley well,
Tho' he had not seen him for many a year.

Pray what's the Cause, the Doctor said,
Brings you, Sir William, into this Country 1
I'm come to travel, Sir William replied,
And I pray thee, Doctor, what brought thee!

I came to do a cure, the Doctor said,
Which was of the Emperor's feet to be done,
And I have perform'd it effectually,
Which none could do but an Englishman.

Then he brought him before the Emperor,
Who entertained him with Princely cheer,
And gave him Gold and Silver store,
Desiring his company for seven year.

But one three years Sir William would stay,
Within the Emperor's court so freely,
And then Sir William he would go,
To Bethlehem right speedily,

Likewise to fair Jerusalem,
Where our blessed Saviour Christ did die
He asked them if it was so,
The[Y] answ[E]red a[N]d tol[D] him a[Y]e.

Thi[S] is the Tree, the Jews then said,
Whereon the Carpenter's son did die ;
That was my Saviour, Sir William said,
For sure he died for the sins of me.
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[SYDNEY] -5
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But one half year Sir William w r ould stay,
He kiss'd the cross with weeping eyes ;
And then would into Turkey go,
Where he endur'd more miseries,

For passing through Constantinople,
Wherein the Great Turk he did lie ;
Sir William was taken prisoner,
And for his religion condemn'd to die.

Before I'll forsake my living Lord,
My blessed Saviour and sweet Lamb ;
Sweet Jesus Christ that died for me,
I'll die the worst Death that e'er did man.

Farewel Father, and farewel Mother,
And farewel all Friends at Latham-Hall,
Little do they know I am a Prisoner,
Or how I'm subject unto thrall.

A Lady walking under the prison wall,
Hearing Sir William so sore lament,
Unto the Great Turk she did go,
To beg his life was her intent

A Boon, a Boon, thou Emperor,
For thou'rt a Lord of great command ;
Grant me the life of an Englishman,
Therefore against me do not stand,

For I will make him a husband of mine,
Whereby Mahomet he may adore ;
He'll carry me into his own country,
And safely thither conduct me o'er.

Take thou thy Boon, thou gay Lady,
For thou art one of a tender heart ;
But let him yield to marry thee,
Or let him be hang'd e'er he depart.

The Lady's to the Prison gone,
Where that Sir William he did lie ;
Be of good chear, thou Englishman,
I think this day I've set thee free ;

If thou wilt yield to marry me,
And take me for to be thy bride ;
To take me into thy own country,
And safely thither to be my Guide.

I cannot many, Sir William said,
To .ne'er a Lady in this country ;
For if ever on English ground I tread,
I have a wife, and children three.

This Excuse serv'd Sir William well,
So the Lady was sorry for what he did say,
And gave him five hundred pounds in gold,
To carry him into his own country ;

But one half year Sir William would stay,
After from prison he was set free ;
And then he would to Greenland go,
Where he endur'd more misery.

For three months there was nothing but dark,
And there Sir William was forc'd to want ;
He fed there on nothing but roots,
And to him they grew wond'rous scant.

His shoes were frozen to his feet,
He scarcely knew where for to tread ;
On his hands and knees he was forc'd to creep,
Expecting each hour he should be dead.

But when day light it did appear,
Lord in his heart he was full feign ;
Then he saw a ship coming from merry England,
To fetch whale's oil it thither came.

One Captain Stanley owner o'th'ship,
When he saw Sir William, unto him came ;
He had known him in his own country,
A man of noble birth and fame.

You're welcome from travel, the owner said,
But scarce one word Sir William did say,
Until that he had to him sworn,
Nor on ship-board would he come that day,

That he should never at Latham-Hall,
Nor to his friend that he should see,
Nor never his name in question call,
When he came into his own country.

For three years space I have to stay,
According to the vow I've made,
And those three years shall have an end,
Or on English ground I'll never tread.

Then back they all came for Holland,
Being joyful of either' s company,
And the captain he took leave of him,
And bid him welcome to the Low Country,

With one John Howell he met there,
For three years space to be his man,
To get his living at other men's backs,
When all his money was spent and gone.

But when these three years were at an end,
Lord in his heart he was full feign ;
Then he saw ships coming from merry England,
And to Latham-Hall he returned again.

But standing bare at Latham-gate,
Desiring to speak with the old Earl ;
The porter thrust him back again,
Much like unto a dogged churl.

Go, stand thee back, thou fellow bare,
Thou cannot speak with my Lord this day ;
Now Ill betide thee, Sir William said,
I was as well born and bred as thee.

But he got lodging at old Holland's House,
Who entertained him with good cheer ;
And when they were at supper sat,
He call'd for a bottle of his best beer.

Now by your leave, good man Holland,
We'll drink a health to an Englishman,
Whom I have seen in countries *STRANGE*,
And William Stanley is his name.

Do you know my young Lord, said old Holland,
I pray you, sir, tell unto me I
He is no Lord, Sir William said,
But him I've seen in a far country.

He is a Lord, said old Holland,
He is a Lord of high degree ;
Tor why his elder brother's dead,
And Sir William's in a far country.

Old Holland got up betime in the Morn,
Before it was well Break of Day,
To speak with the Earl of Derby then,
As he rode a Hunting that way.

Good Morrow, [M]y Lord, said old Holland,
L[A]st Night a Guest at my Hou[S]e did lie,
And came out of C[O]untries *STRANGE*,
And bri[N]gs Tidings of your son William Stanley.

[MASON] 21: Prob. near end ~ 1 in 160

Bring him hither to me, said the old Earl,
Let me see that Guest right speedily ;
If he can tell me Tidings of my son Will,
Then well rewarded he shall be.

But when he came his Father before,
Sir William fell upon his knee ;
Craving a Blessing of his Father dear,
And pardon for all his discourtesy ;

If thou be my son Will, said the old Earl,
As I do very well think thou may be ;
I gave thee a Ring when thou didst go,
Restore the same again to me.
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DNB (Leo Daugherty):

<<Stanley, William, sixth earl of Derby (bap. 1561, d. 1642), nobleman, was born at Derby House, Cannon Row, Westminster, and was baptized on 20 July 1561 at St Martin Ludgate, London, the second surviving child of Henry Stanley, fourth earl (1531-1593), and his wife, Margaret, formerly Clifford (1540-1596). He attended St John's College, Oxford (1572-6?), was a member of Gray's Inn (1576-82), and departed in the summer of 1582 to begin a three-year educational tour on the continent, travelling to Paris, to the several university towns in the Loire region, and, probably, to Henri of Navarre's academy at Nérac. By January 1585 he had returned to England, only to be sent back to Paris immediately to help his father lead one of the grandest embassies of the age to award Henri III the Order of the Garter. But when Derby and his entourage returned home, Stanley did not go with them. Instead, he engaged in two additional years of unlicensed, apparently illegal travel, probably in Italy and Spain, and returned home in May 1587. These travels were transmuted into much-embellished folklore and literary romance, two examples of which were the fanciful ballad Sir William Stanley's Garland (first printed c.1800), which expanded his travel time to twenty-one years, and A Brief Account of the Travels of the Celebrated Sir William Stanley (1801).

Stanley divided his time between London and Lancashire during 1587-92. In 1592 he departed London for the Isle of Man, where he had been named governor. On 25 September 1593 Derby died; then, on 16 April 1594 his successor, Ferdinando, William's older brother, died of a sudden, violent illness--which, because of his youth and robust health, was widely suspected as poisoning. William immediately became sixth earl of Derby, although his title was briefly thrown into doubt by the false rumour that Ferdinando's widow, Countess Alice, had given birth prematurely to a male heir who might possibly survive. But getting the inheritance proved altogether another matter, as Ferdinando's will, made on his deathbed the previous 11 April and manifesting both this ill-feeling and concern for the dower of his three young daughters, awarded everything to the widow and the daughters. In a letter of 22 April Sir George Carey conveyed the consoling news to his wife, sister to Ferdinando's widow, that the estate had thus been saved from this 'nidicock'--that is, 'fool'. Thus began the 'great lawsuit', a complex and infamous affair, financially draining on Derby (already burdened by the excesses of the two previous Derby earls), which would all but consume him for the next five years and not reach final settlement until 1610, by which time he had finally won or bought back most of the estate. He had meanwhile joined Lincoln's Inn (matriculating on 13 August 1594). Then, on 26 January 1595, he married Elizabeth de Vere (1575-1627) in the royal palace at Greenwich, with the queen attending. The early years of the marriage were stormy, particularly during the stressful period of the lawsuit, marked by rumours of Elizabeth's infidelity with both Essex and Ralegh, Elizabeth's alarming bouts of sickness, much bitter quarrelling, and periods of separation. Ironically, Derby was one of the peers who served on the court during the 1601 Essex trial but then took Essex's place three months later, on 23 April, as knight of the Garter (invested on 26 May).

In time Derby's marriage not only survived but prospered--along with his fortunes in general. By 1601 his financial affairs stood on a fairly firm footing; in 1603 he was named to the privy council; in 1610 he turned over the administration of the Isle of Man (recently repurchased from Ferdinando's heirs) to Elizabeth, who governed it rigorously until her death; then, in 1626, satisfied that he had rebuilt his estates, he turned his affairs over to his son and heir, James Stanley (1607-1651), and retired alone to a small house to live on a modest fixed income (he had always shown reclusive tendencies). Four other children were born, of whom two survived: Robert Stanley (d. 1623) and Anne Stanley, countess of Ancram (d. 1657).

Although primarily known in the twentieth century as a Shakespearian 'rival claimant', Derby is important to literature in his own right. He patronized his own troupe of players, Derby's Men, who mainly toured the provinces but also played in London during the same years he himself was busily writing comedies for the public theatres (c.1599-1601). In 1599 he financed the revival of the Children of Paul's company, in apparent partnership with John Marston and others. During this same year he seems also to have helped finance the launch of the Boar's Head playhouse by Robert Browne, chief actor of the earl's own adult company, Derby's Men (which was also playing at court at this time), and one or two of their probable extant plays could be his as well. As Thomas Middleton and the earl's friend William Percy (younger brother of the ninth earl of Northumberland, another friend) also wrote for the Paul's boys at this time, Derby would necessarily have worked in association with them. The young John Donne seems to have accompanied Stanley on his unlicensed foreign travels of 1585-7, and he is almost certainly the addressee of the epistolary sonnet that Donne titled 'To E. of D. with Six Holy Sonnets', now thought to date from about 1594, when both were at Lincoln's Inn. In 1595 his friend Sir John Davies composed an epithalamion (extant) for his wedding. About 1605 R. G. (Richard Grosvenor?) fulsomely dedicated his revision of a history of the house of Stanley to William (BL, Add. MS 5860), and Thomas Chaloner, critically esteemed in his own day, served in effect as the Derby court poet and painter at Latham and Knowsley, and was known well to the earl. Also favoured by the family for years was Thomas Lodge, another Lincoln's Inn man, who dedicated A Fig for Momus to William in 1595. In that same year Richard Barnfield dedicated his Cynthia to him, and he is probably figured as the 'Ganymede' of that volume's twenty homoerotic sonnets, as well as of Barnfield's Affectionate Shepherd, which had appeared shortly before. Other literary ties included Dr John Dee (whom Derby often visited); his brother-in-law the poet Sir John Salusburie, whom William called 'my lovinge brother'; and Francis Pilkington, who dedicated his First Book of Songs or Airs (1605) to Derby and included in his Second Set of Madrigals (1624) a pavane for the orpharion written by the earl--the only extant work definitely attributed to him. Other principal interests included bridges (which he passionately built, maintained, and repaired), alchemy, and horse-racing. He built the stables for the racecourse on the Wallasey Leasowes built by the fourth or fifth earl, and watched races from the stand at Leasowe Castle (then New Hall); he founded the 'Derby' race, and the term 'derby' actually dates back to him rather than, as previously believed, the twelfth earl. In religion he was an outward conformist, but exhibited tolerance toward the Lancashire Catholics and may have harboured 'old faith' tendencies. He died on 29 September 1642 at his house in Chester, and was buried at Chester on 1 October. After the Restoration his remains were transferred to the Stanley chapel at Ormskirk on 30 June 1662. His son James succeeded him as seventh earl.>>
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Art Neuendorffer

[morten....@gmail.com]

I agree: Sir William Stanley was the real Shakespeare!

[Arthur Neuendorffer]

morten....@gmail.com wrote:
>
> I agree: Sir William Stanley was the real Shakespeare!

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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thalia_%28Muse%29

<<{THALIA} (Θαλία; "the joyous, the flourishing") was the Muse who presided over comedy and idyllic poetry. She was portrayed as a young woman with a joyous air, crowned with ivy, wearing boots and holding a comic mask in her hand. Many of her statues also hold a bugle and a trumpet (both used to support the actors' voices in ancient comedy), or occasionally a shepherd’s staff or a wreath of ivy.>>

http://www.gutenberg.org/files/16275/16275-h/images/between.jpg
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Lord {THALIA}rd from Antiochus is welcome.
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http://www.gutenberg.org/files/16275/16275-h/16275-h.htm

SOME ACCOUNT OF THE LIFE, &c. OF Mr. William Shakespear.

The incomparable Mr. Edmond Spencer...speaks of him in his Tears of the
Muses, not only with the Praises due to a good Poet, but even lamenting
his Absence with the tenderness of a Friend. The Passage is in {THALIA}'s
Complaint for the Decay of Dramatick Poetry, and the Contempt the
[S]tag[E] the[N] lay [U]nde[R], amongst his Miscellaneous Works, p. 147:
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[RUNES] -4: Prob. of [RUNES] in sentence ~ 1 in 3400
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"And he the Man, whom Nature's self had made To mock her self,
and Truth to imitate With kindly Counter under mimick Shade,
(OUR P)LE(A)SANT WILLY, ah! is dead of late: With whom all
Joy and jolly Merriment Is also deaded, and in Dolour drent."
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(OUR P)LE(A)SANT WILLY

[WILL STANLEY] (*APURO*) = "difficulty, predicament" (Spanish)
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http://pages.uoregon.edu/rbear/muses.html

. THE TEARES OF THE MUSES (1591) BY ED. Sp.
. (dedicated to Alice Spencer, Countess of Derby)
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All places th{EY} with follie have possest,
And with vaine toyes the vulgar[E] entertaine;
But me have banished, with all the rest
That whi[L]ome wont to wait upon my traine,
Fine Counterfesaunce and u[N]hurtfull Sport,
Delight and Laughter deckt in seemly sort.

[A]ll these, and all that els the comick stage
With seasoned wi[T] and goodly pleasance graced,
By which mans life in his like[S]t image
Was limned forth, are wholly now defaced;
And those s[W]eete wits which wont the like to frame
Are now despizd, and made a laughing game.
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______ <= 49 =>
.
. Allplacesth {E/Y} withfolliehavepossestAndwithvainetoy
. esthevulgar [E] entertaineButmehavebanishedwithallthe
. restThatwhi [L] omewonttowaituponmytraineFineCounterf
. esaunceandu [N] hurtfullSportDelightandLaughterdeckti
. nseemlysort [A] lltheseandallthatelsthecomickstageWit
. hseasonedwi [T] andgoodlypleasancegracedBywhichmansli
. feinhislike [S] timageWaslimnedfortharewhollynowdefac
. edAndthoses [W] eetewitswhichwonttheliketoframeArenow
. despizdandm a dealaughinggame
.
[W.STANLE/Y}] -49 :
Prob. near to {Our pleasant WILLY} ~ 1 in 32,000
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And he, the man whom Nature selfe had made
To mock her selfe, and *TRUTH* to imitate,
With kindly counter under *MIMICK SHADE* ,
{Our pleasant WILLY}, ah! is dead of late:
With whom all joy and jolly meriment
Is also deaded, and in dolour drent.
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In stead thereof scoffing Scurrilitie,
And scornfull Follie with Contempt is crept,
Rolling in rymes of shameles ribaudrie
Without regard, or due decorum kept;
Each idle wit at will presumes to make,
And doth the learneds taske upon him take.

But that same gentle spirit, from whose pen
Large streames of honnie and sweete nectar flowe,
Scorning the boldnes of such base-borne men,
Which dare their follies forth so rashlie throwe,
Doth rather choose to sit in idle cell,
Than so himselfe to mockerie to sell.
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Stanley,_6th_Earl_of_Derby

<<William Stanley, 6th Earl of Derby, KG (1561 - 29 September 1642) was educated at St John's College, Oxford. In 1582 he travelled to the continent to study in university towns in France and may also have attended Henry of Navarre's academy at Nérac. In 1585 he returned home but was once more sent to Paris as part of an embassy to Henry III of France. He then remained on the continent for a further three years of personal travels before returning home once more. He may have been accompanied on his travels by the young *John Donne*.>>
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http://www.luminarium.org/renascence-editions/muses.html

THE TEARES OF THE MUses. BY ED. Sp.

LONDON. Imprinted for William Ponsonbie, dwelling in
Paules Churchyard at the signe of the Bishops head.

1591. TO THE RIGHT HONORABLE The *Ladie STRANGE* .

MOST braue and noble Ladie, the things that make ye
so much honored of the worl{D} as {Y}e b{E}e a{R}e
such as (without my simpl[E LIN]es [TEST]
i(M)onie) (A)re th(R)ough(L)ie kn(O)wen to all men;

{DYER} 3 : Prob. at start or end ~ 1 in 450
(MARLO) 5 : Prob. at start or end ~ 1 in 1130

namely, your excellent beautie, your vertuous behauior,
& your noble match with that most honourable Lord the verie
Paterne of right Nobilitie: But the causes for which ye haue thus
*DE(s)ERVED* of me to me honoured (if honour it be at al) are, both
your particular bounties, and also some priuate bands of affinitie,
which it hath pleased your Ladiship to acknowledge. Of which whenas I
found my selfe in no part worthie, I deuised this last slender meanes,
both to intimate my humble affection to your Ladiship and also to
make the same vniuersallie knowen to the world; that by honouring
you they might know me, and by knowing me they might honor you.
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. http://tinyurl.com/lju45g7
. http://tinyurl.com/o55w34l
.
. British Museum's Lansdowne MS. Temp. James I.
. by William Basse (c. 1622)
.
. On Mr. Wm. *SHAK{E}SPEARE*
. h{E DYE}d in Aprill 1616.
.
. RENOW{NED} *SPENCER* lye a thought mor(E) [N|Y}e
. To lear(NED) Chaucer, anD r(A)r{E} BeaumonD lye
. A littlE {NEE(R|E|R} *SPENSER*, to make roome
. For (SHAK{E}SPEARE) iN your threefol[D], fowerfol{D} TOMBE.
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_______ <= 24 =>
.
. R E N O W {N E D}*S P E N C E R*l y e a t h o u g
. h t m o r (E)[N]{Y} e T o l e a r(N E D)C h a u c e
. r,a n D r (A) r {E} B e a u m o n D l y e A l i t t
. l E{N E E (R)[E]{R}*S P(E|N)S E R*t o m a k e r o o
. m e F o r (S H A K{E}S P E A R E)i N y o u r t h
. r e e f o l [D] f o w e r f o l{D}T O M B E.

{DYER} 24
[NED] 48
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.(To LODGE) all fowre in one bed m{A}ke a shift
. Untill Doomesdaye, for ha{R}dly will a sift
. Betwixt ys day and yt {B}y *FATE* be slayne,
. For whom your Curta{I}nes may be drawn againe.
. If yoUr prec{E}dency in death doth barre
. A *FOURTH* place in your sacred sepulcher,
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_______ <= 30 =>
.
. For*SHAK{E}SPEARE* inyourthreefoldf
. owerfol {D} TOMBE ToLODGEallfowrein
. onebedm {A} keash iftUntillDoomesda
. yeforha {R} dlywi llasiftBetwixtysd
. ayandyt {B} yFATE beslayneForwhomyo
. urCurta {I} nesma ybedrawnagaineIfy
. oUrprec {E} dency indeathdothbarreA
. fourthp l acEin yoursacredsepulcher
.
{E.DARBIE} 30 : Prob. ~ 1 in 10,300
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. Under this carved marble of thine owne,
. Sleepe, rare Tragoedian, *SHAKESPEARE* sleep alone;
. Thy unmolested peace, unshared Cave,
. Possesse as Lord, not Tenant, of the Grave,
. That unto us and others it may be
. Honor hereafter *TO BE* layde by thee.
.
. Wm. Basse.
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http://quod.lib.umich.edu/e/eebo/A12017.0001.001?view=toc

<<The most lamentable Romaine tragedie of Titus Andronicus
As it was plaide by the right honourable the {E}arle of {DARBIE},
*Earl of PEMBROOKE* , and Earl of Sussex their seruants.

London: Printed by Iohn Danter, and are to be sold by
Edward White & Thomas Millington, at the little North
doore of Paules at the signe of the Gunne, 1594.>>
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Jones Harris found the telestich {NED}[DYER] in the
list of Principall Actors in Shakespeare's First Folio:

John Underwoo [D].
Nicholas Toole [Y].
William Eccleston [E].
Joseph Taylo [R].
Robert Benfiel {D}.
Robert Gough {E}.
Richard Robinso {N}.
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http://www.brooklynrail.org/2013/02/books/shake-speare-fission
http://www.brooklynrail.org/article_image/image/10639/niederkorn-web1.jpg
.
enrd{DYER}{DEN}ee : Prob. ~ 1 in 2,500
ees[ST(e)NLEY]eee : Prob. ~ 1 in 2,300,000
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The {NED} part is particularly significant IMO
because {NED} [DYER] also shows up in
3 different Equidistant Letter Sequence arrays
of the same list of Principall Actors :
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. <= 26 =>
.
. H e n r y C o n [D] e l l.W i l l i a m S l Y E R i c
. h a r d C o w l [Y] J o h n L o w i n e.S a m u e l l
. C r o s s e.A l [E] x a n d e r C o o k E S a m u e l
. G i l b u r n E [R] o b e r t A r m i n.W i l l i a m
. O s t l E r N a t h a n F i e l d.J o h n U n d e r
. w o o [D] N i c h o l a s T o o l e Y W i l l i a m E
. c c l [E] s t o n e. J o s e p h T a y l o r.R o b e r
. t B e [N] f i e l d.
.
[NED] skip -26 [DYER] skip 26
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. <= 62 =>
.
. C o n {D} e l l.W i l l i a m S l Y E {R} i c ...
. C o o k {E} S a m u e l G i l b u r n {E} R o ...
. r w o o D {N} i c h o l a s T o o l e {Y} W i ...
. R o b e R t G o u g h e.R i c h a r {D} R o ...
.
{NED} skip -63 {DYER} skip -62
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. <= 87 =>
.
. WilliamShakespeareRichardBurba (D) g e ...
. orgeBryanHenryConDellWilliamSl (Y|E) R ...
. GilburnERobertArminWilliamOstl (E)r(N) ...
. JosephTaylorRobertBeNfieldRobe (R)t G ...
.
(NED) skip -88 (DYER) skip 87
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I calculate that the chance of Jones's {NED} [DYER]
showing up in 3 different Equidistant Letter Sequence arrays
of the same list of Principall Actors to be ~ 1 in 80,000.
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A MOST PLEASANT COMEDY OF MUCEDORUS THE KING'S SON OF
VALENTIA, AND AMADINE, THE KING'S DAUGHTER OF ARRAGON.

THE PROLOGUE.

Most sacred Majesty, whose great deserts
Thy Subject England, nay, the World, admires:
Which Heaven grant still increase: O may your Praise,
Multiplying with your hours, your Fame still raise;
Embrace your Counsel; Love, with Faith, them guide,
That both, as one, bench by each other's side.
So may your life pass on and run so even,
That your firm zeal plant you a Throne in Heaven,
Where smiling Angels shall your guardians be
From blemished Traitors, staine[D] {W}ith Perjury:
And [A|S} the night's inf{E|R]iour to the day,
S{O} [B|E} all earthly Reg[I|O}ns to your sway.
B[E] as the Sun to Day, the Day to Night;
For, from your Beams, Europe shall borrow light.
Mirth drown your bosom, fair Delight your mind,
And may our Pastime your Contentment find.
..........................................
. <= 15 =>
.
. F r o m b l e m i s h e d T r
. a i t o r s,s t a i n e [D]{W}i
. t h P e r j u r y:A n d [A]{S}t
. h e n i g h t's i n f{E}[R] i o
. u r t o t h e d a y,S{O}[B]{E}a
. l l e a r t h l y R e g [I]{O}n
. s t o y o u r s w a y.B [E] a s
. t h e S u n t o D a y
.
[DARBIE] 15 : Prob. in MUCEDORUS prologue ~ 1 in 4260
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http://www.bartleby.com/331/186.html
.
. Rosalynde by Thomas Lodge
_Phoebe's Sonnet, a Reply to Montanus' Passion_

When Love was first begot,
And by the *moVER's WILL*
Did fall to human lot
His solace to fulfil,
Devoid of all deceit,
A chaste and holy fire
Did quick[E]n man's conce[I]t,
And women's [B]reast inspi[R]e.
The gods th[A]t saw the goo[D]
That mortal{S} did approve,
{W}ith kind and holy mood
Began to talk of Love.
.......................................
. <= 11 =>
.
D i d q u i c k [E] n m
a n's c o n c e [I] t,A
n d w o m e n's [B] r e
a s t i n s p i [R] e.T
h e g o d s t h [A] t s
a w t h e g o o [D] T h
a t m o r t a l {S} d i
d a p p r o v e,{W} i t
h k i n d a n d h o l
y m o o d

[{W.S.} DARBIE] -11 : Prob. in song ~ 1 in 3,650,000
.......................................
But during this accord,
A wonder *STRANGE* to hear,
Whilst Love in deed and word
Most faithful did appear,
False-semblance came in place,
By Jealousy attended,
And with a double face
Both love and fancy blended;
Which made the gods forsake,
And men from fancy fly,
And maidens scorn a make,
Forsooth, and so Will I.

Down a down,
Thus Phyllis sung,
By fancy once distressed;
Who so by foolish love are stung
Are worthily oppressed.
And so sing I.
With down a down, a down down, a down a.
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. "Minerva Britanna" (1612)
. Emblem #176: Gratis servire lîbertas.
.
The gentle Merlion, wearied long with flight,
While on the spray in shadie groue she sleepes,
With tender foote, a Larke she holdeth light,
Which till the morning carefully she keepes,
Then lets it goe, and least she should that day
Praie on the same, she flies another way.
Such thanckfulln[E]s [I]n [B]i[R]d [A]n[D] b[E]ast we find,
By Natures first instinct obserued still,
When worser, man in benefits is blind,
Nay oftentimes, for good Will render ill:
And rather seeke ingratefully his blood,
That sau'd his life, or daily gaue him foode.
.
[E.DARBIE] -2 : Prob. in "Minerva Britanna" ~ 1 in 1200
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Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent.
by Washington Irving.

THE MUTABILITY OF LITERATURE.: November 10, 1819
A COLLOQUY IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY.

I had taken down a little thick quarto, curiously bound in
parchment, with brass clasps, and seated myself at the table
in a venerable elbow-chair. Instead of reading, howEVER, I was
beguiled by the solemn monastic air and lifeless quiet of the
place, into a train of musing. As I looked around upon the old
volumes in their mouldering covers, thus ranged on the shelves
and apparently nEVER disturbed in their repose, I could not but
consider the library a kind of literary catacomb, where authors,
like mummies, are piously entombed and left to blacken and
moulder in dusty oblivion.

While I sat half-murmuring, half-meditating, these unprofitable
speculations with my head resting on my hand, I was thrumming
with the other hand upon the quarto, until I accidentally
loosened the clasps; when, to my utter astonishment, the little
book gave two or three yawns, like one awaking from a deep sleep,
then a husky hem, and at length began to talk. At first its voice
was very hoarse and broken, being much troubled by a cobweb which
some studious spider had woven across it, and having probably
contracted a cold from long exposure to the chills and damps of
the abbey. In a short time, howEVER, it became more distinct, and
I soon found it an exceedingly fluent, conversable little tome.
Its language, to be sure, was rather quaint and obsolete, and
its pronunciation what, in the present day, would be deemed
barbarous; but I shall endeavor, as far as I am able,
to render it in modern parlance.
....................................................
"My very good sir," said the little quarto, yawning most drearily
in my face, "excuse my interrupting you, but I perceive you are
rather given to prose. I would ask the fate of an author who
was making some noise just as I left the world. His reputation,
however, was considered quite temporary. The learned shook their
heads at him, for he was a poor, half-educated varlet, that knew
little of Latin, and nothing of Greek, and had been obliged to
run the country for deer-stealing. I think his name was
Shakespeare. I presume he soon sunk into oblivion."

"On the contrary," said I, "it is owing to that *VERy man* that
the literature of his period has experienced a duration beyond the
ordinary term of English literature. There rise authors now and
then who seem proof against the mutability of language because
they have rooted themselves in the unchanging principles of
human nature. They are like gigantic trees that we sometimes
see on the banks of a stream, which by their vast and deep roots,
penetrating through the mere surface and laying hold on the VERy
foundations of the earth, preserve the soil around them from
being swept away by the EVER-flowing current, and hold up many
a neighboring plant, and perhaps WORTHless WEED, to perpetuity.
Such is the case with Shakespeare, whom we behold defying the
encroachments of time, retaining in modern use the language and
literature of his day, and giving duration to many an indifferent
author, merely from having flourished in his vicinity. But even
he, I grieve to say, is gradually assuming the tint of age,
and his whole form is overrun by a profusion of commentators,
who, like clambering vines and creepers, almost
*bury the NOBLE plant* that upholds them."

Here the little quarto began to heave his sides and chuckle,
until at length he broke out into a plethoric fit of laughter
that had wellnigh choked him by reason of his excessive corpulency.
"Mighty well!" cried he, as soo[N AS HE] could recover breath,
"mighty well! and so you would persuade me that the literature
of an age is to be perpetuated by a vagabond deer-stealer!
by a man without learning! by a poet! forsooth-a poet!"
And here he wheezed forth another fit of laughter.
.
I confess that I felt somewhat nettled at this rudeness,
which, howEVER, I pardoned on account of his having
flourished in a les(S) polished age. I dete{R}mined,
nEVERthel{E}ss, n(O)t to give up m{Y} point.

"Yes," resume{D} I positive(L)y, "a po{E}t; for of all writers
he has the best ch(A)nce for immortality. Others may write from
(T)he head, but he writes from the heart, and the heart Will
always understand him. He is the faithful portrayer of Nature,
whose features are always the same and always interesting.
Prose writers are voluminous and unwieldy; their pages crowded with
commonplaces, and their thoughts expanded into tediousness. But
with the *TRUE POET EVERy thing* is terse, touching, or brilliant.
He gives the choicest thoughts in the choicest language. He
illustrates them by EVERything that he sees most striking in
nature and art. He enriches them by pictures of human life, such
as it is passing before him. His writings, therefore, contain the
spirit, the aroma, if I may use the phrase, of the age in which
he lives. They are caskets which inclose within a small compass
the wealth of the language--its family jewels, which are thus
transmitted in a portable form to posterity. The setting may
occasionally be antiquated, and require now and then to be
renewed, as in the case of Chaucer; but the brilliancy and
intrinsic value of the gems continue unaltered. Cast a look
back over the long reach of literary history. What vast
valleys of dulness, filled with monkish legends and academical
controversies! What bogs of theological speculations!

{W}hat dreary waste{S} of metaphysics! H[E]re and there only
[D]o we behold the he[A]ven-illumined ba[R]ds, elevated like
[B|e)acons on their w[I|d)ely-separated h[E|i)ghts, to transmit
(t)he pure light of p{O}etical intellig{E}nce from age to age."
.........................................................
. <= 15 =>
.
. {W} h a t d r e a r y w a s t e
. {S} o f m e t a p h y s i c s!H
. [E] r e a n d t h e r e o n l y
. [D] o w e b e h o l d t h e h e
. [A] v e n-i l l u m i n e d b a
. [R] d s,e l e v a t e d l i k e
. [B] (e) a c o n s o n t h e i r w
. [I] (d) e l y-s e p a r a t e d h
. [E] (i) g h t s,t o t r a n s m i
. t (t) h e p u r e l i g h t o f
. p {O} e t i c a l i n t e l l i
. g {E} c e f r o m a g e t o a g e.
.
[{W.S.} E.DARBIE] 15
(edit) {O.E.} 15
.
Prob. of [{W.S.} E.DARBIE]
in last 2 conversation sentences ~ 1 in 57,000,000.
.........................................................
I was just about to launch forth into eulogiums upon the poets of
the day when the sudden opening of the door caused me to turn my
head. It was the verger, who came to inform me that it was time
to close the library. I sought to have a parting word with the
quarto, but the WORTHY little tome was silent; the clasps were
closed: and it looked perfectly unconscious of all that had
passed. I have been to the library two or three times since, and
have endeavored to draw it into further conversation, but in
vain; and whether all this rambling colloquy actually took place,
or whether it was another of those old day-dreams to which I am
subject, I have nEVER, to this moment, been able to discover.
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Shelton's _Don Quixote, Part 1_
The Fourth Book

XVI. Where(I)n Is Recounte{D} the Histor{Y} of the Lack{E}y, with Othe{R}
*STRANGE* Adventures Befallen in the Inn
................................................
{(I)DYER} 10: Prob. of {DYER} ~ 1 in 200
................................................
. ‘I AM a mariner to love,
. Which in his depths profound
. Still sails, and yet no hope can prove
. Of coming aye to th’ ground.
.
. ‘I following go a glist’ring *STAR*,
. Which I aloof descry,
. Much more resplendent than tho(S)e are
. (T)hat P(A)linu(R)e did spy.
.
. ‘I know not where my course to bend,
. And so confusedly,
. To see it only I pretend
. Careful and carelessly.
.
. ‘Her too impertinent regard,
. And too much modesty,
. The clouds are which mine eyes have barred
. From their *DE(s)ERVED* fee.
.
. ‘O clear and soul-reviving *STAR*!
. Whose sight doth try my trust,
. If thou thy light from me debar,
. Instantly die I must.’
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El Ingenioso Hidalgo Don Quijote de la Mancha Tomo I

XLIII: Donde se cuenta la agradable historia del mozo de mulas, con otros
*ESTRAñOS* acaecimientos en la venta sucedidos.
.
. Marinero soy de amor,
. y en su piélago profundo
. navego sin esperanza
. de llegar a puerto alguno.
.
. Siguiendo voy a una estrella
. que desde lejos descubro,
. más bella y resplandeciente
. que cuantas vio Palinuro.
.
. Yo no sé adónde me guía,
. y así, navego confuso,
. el alma a mirarla atenta,
. cuidadosa y con descuido.
.
. Recatos impertinentes,
. honestidad contra el uso,
. son nubes que me la encubren
. cuando más verla procuro.
.
. ¡Oh clara y luciente estrella,
. en cuya lumbre me *APURO*!;
. al punto que te m[E] e[N]c[U]b[R]as,
. será de mi muerte el punto.
........................................................
[RUNE] -2: Prob. of [RUNE] in last quatrain ~ 1 in 68
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1599, June 30, London. George Fenner:
...........................................................
to Sire Humfredo Galdelli or Guiseppe Tusinga, Venice.

"Our Earle of Darby is busye in penning commodyes for the commoun players."
.........................................................
to his partner Baltazar Gybels, Antwerp.

"Therle of Da(R)by is b(U)syed o(N)ly in p(E)nning comedies
for the commoun players."
.................................................
(RUNE) 6 : Prob. in one of 2 Fenner letters: ~ 1 in 70
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ferdinando_Stanley,_5th_Earl_of_Derby

<<Ferdinando Stanley, 5th Earl of Derby (1559 - 16 April 1594) was the son of Henry Stanley, 4th Earl of Derby and Lady Margaret Clifford. Ferdinando had a place in the line of succession according to the Will of Henry VIII, after his mother, whom he predeceased. His sudden death led to suspicions of poisoning amid fears of Catholic plots to overthrow Elizabeth. Elizabeth's chief minister Lord Burghley received several reports that "Papists" were attempting to build support for Ferdinando, whom they might agree unanimously to make king, as one of his informants stated. His death was mysterious. He was said to have been poisoned by the Jesuits, his gentleman of horse being suspected of administering the poison. The historian John Stow recorded his illness in great detail. It has been suggested that poisonous mushrooms were used.

About 1572, when he was thirteen, Stanley matriculated as a member of the University of Oxford. A year later he was called to her Court by Queen Elizabeth, "to be shaped in good manners". He was subsequently summoned to Parliament in his father's Barony of Strange (of Knokyn) and became known as "Ferdinando, Lord Straunge". In 1579 he married Alice *SPENCER*, the youngest daughter of Sir John *SPENCER* of Althorp by his marriage to Catherine [KYT]son. Ferdinando was a supporter of the arts, enjoying music, dance, poetry, and singing, but above all he loved the theatre. He was the patron of many writers, including Robert Greene, [KIT] Marlowe, Edmund *SPENSER*, and William Shakespeare. Shakespeare may have been employed by Strange in his early years as one of Lord Strange's Men, when this troupe of acrobats and tumblers was reorganized, emphasizing the performing of plays. By 1590, Strange's was allied with the Admiral's Men, performing at The Theatre (owned by James Burbage, father of Richard Burbage).>>
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Compare: nose, harelip, bags under eyes, moustache, chinline ...

https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b7/Fernando_Stanley.jpg

http://4umi.com/image/book/shakespeare/portrait_Droeshout_engraving.jpg
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Burbage#/media/File:RichardBurbage.jpg
https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/40/John_Dee_Ashmolean.jpg
https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/6/66/Cervates_jauregui.jpg

http://tinyurl.com/ntulup3
http://tinyurl.com/nd4fx28
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An Ode.(from Underwoods) By Ben *JONSON* (1572-1637)

http://hollowaypages.com/jonson1692underwoods.htm

HEllen, did Homer never see
Thy Beauties, yet could write of thee?
Did Sappho on her seven-tongu'd Lute,
So speak (as yet it is not mute)
Of Phaos form? or doth the Boy
In whom Anacreon once did joy,
Lie drawn to Life, in his soft Verse,
As he whom Maro did rehearse?
Was Lesbia sung by learn'd Catullus?
Or Delia's Graces, by Tibullus?
Doth Cynthia, in Propertius song
Shine more, than she the Stars among?
Is Horace his each Love so high
Rap't from the Earth, as not to die?
With bright Lycoris, Gallus choice,
Whose Fame hath an Eternal Voice.
Or hath Corynna, by the name
Her Ovid gave her, dimn'd the fame
Of Cæsar's Daughter, and the Line
Which all the World then stil'd Divine?
Hath Petrarch since his Laura rais'd
Equal with her? or Ronsart prais'd
His new Cassandra, 'bove the old,
Which all th[E] Fate of Troy foretol{D}?
Hath our great SYDNE[Y], Stell{A} set,
Where *nEV[E]R STAR* shone b{R}ighte[R] yet?
Or Constables Am{B}rosiack Muse,
Made Dian, not h{I}s Notes refuse?
Have all thes{E} done (and yet I miss
The Swan that so relish'd Pancharis)
And shall not I my Celia bring,
Where Men may see whom I do sing,
Though I, in working of my Song
Come short of all this learned throng,
Yet sure my Tunes Will be the best,
So much my subject drowns the rest.
......................................
. <= 18 =>
.
. W h i c h a l l t h [E] F a t e o f T
. r o y f o r e t o l {D}?H a t h o u r
. g r e a t S Y D N E [Y],S t e l l{A}s
. e t,W h e r e*n E V [E] R S T A R*s h
. o n e b{R}i g h t e [R] y e t?
.
[E.DYER] 18 : Prob. in SYDNEY ode ~ 1 in 71
......................................
. <= 24 =>
.
. W h i c h a l l t h[E]F a t e o f T r o y f o r
. e t o l {D}?H a t h o u r g r e a t S Y D N E[Y]S
. t e l l {A} s e t,W h e r e*n E V[E]R S T A R*s h
. o n e b {R} i g h t e[R]y e t?O r C o n s t a b l
. e s A m {B} r o s i a c k M u s e,M a d e D i a n,
. n o t h {I} s N o t e s r e f u s e?H a v e a l l
. t h e s {E} d o n e(a n d y e t I m i s s T h e S
. w a n t h a t s o r e l i s h'd P a n c h a r i s)
.
{DARBIE} 24 : Prob. in SYDNEY ode ~ 1 in 1800
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http://tinyurl.com/qbpjfhl
http://www.spamula.net/col/archives/2005/05/spenser_jonson_and_shakespeare.html

Curiosities of Literature
by Isaac D'Israeli (1766-1848)

Spenser, Jonson, and Shakespeare

<<THE characters of these three great masters of English poetry are sketched by Fuller, in his "Worthies of England." It is a literary morsel that must not be passed by. The criticisms of those who lived in or near the times when authors flourished merit our observation. They sometimes elicit a ray of intelligence, which later opinions do not always give.>>
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He observes on SPENSER.--

"The many Chaucerisms used (for I will not say affected by him) are thought by the ignorant to be blemishes, known by the learned to be beauties, to his book; which, notwithstanding, had been more SALEABLE, if more conformed to our modern language."
.........................................................
On SHAKESPEARE.--

"He was an eminent instance of the truth of that rule, poeta non fit, sed nascitur; one is not made, but born a poet. Indeed his learning was but very little; so that as Cornish diamonds are not polished by any lapidary, but are pointed and smoothed, even as they are taken out of the earth, so Nature itself was all the art which was used upon him. Many were the wit-combats betwixt him and Ben Jonson, which two I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war. Master Jonson, (like the former) was built far higher in learning; solid, but slow in his performances. Shakspeare, with an English man-of-war, lesser in bulk but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention."
.........................................................
On JONSON.--

"His parts were not so rea[D]y to run of themselves,
as able to [A]nswer the spur; so that it may be
t[R]uly said of him, that he had an ela[B]orate wit,
wrought out by his own [I]ndustry. He would sit
silent in l[E]arned company, and suck in (besides wine)
their several humou(R)s into his observation. What
was ore in others, he was able to r(E)fine himself.
He was paramount in the dramatic part of poetr(Y),
and taught the stage an exact conformity to the laws
of come(D)ians. His comedies were above the Volge
(which are only tickl(E)d with downright obscenity),
and took not so well at the first stroke as at the

rebound, whe{N} beheld the second tim{E}; yea, they will
endure r{E}ading so long as eithe{R} ingenuity or learnin{G}
are fashionable in ou{R} nation, if his latter be not
so spriteful and vigorous as his first pieces, all
that are old will, and all who desire to be old

should, excuse him therein."

[DARBIE] 27 : prob in S.J. & S. ~ 1 in 710
{R.GREEN} -19 : prob in S.J. & S. ~ 1 in 380
(E.DYER) -50 : prob in S.J. & S. ~ 1 in 17
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Compare: Ben *JONSON* : http://tinyurl.com/na45n7u

with William Herbert, Earl of Pembroke: http://tinyurl.com/nx64jsm
https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/56/WilliamHerbert3rdEarlofPembroke.jpg

OR William Stanley, Earl of [DARBIE]: http://tinyurl.com/nd4fx28

with Robert Greene:

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/a/a4/Rgreene.jpg
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The first published Basse version attributing the poem:

1) by a W.B. (William Basse? William Beaumount?) and
2) to a William Shakespeare, who died in April 1616.

Was published seven years later in 1640 by John Benson
in "POEMS: WRITTEN BY WIL. SHAKESPEARE. Gent."
.............................................
http://tinyurl.com/mpvyn8o
http://www.baconscipher.com/WWTWC2.html
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On the death of William Shakespeare,
who died in Aprill, Anno Dom. 1616.

REnowned Spenser lie a thought more nigh
To learned Chauser, and rare Beaumount lie
A little neerer Spenser to make roome,
For Shakespeare in your three-fold, foure-fold Tombe;
To lodge all foure in one bed make a shift,
Untill Dommes-day, for hardly shall a fift
Betwixt thi[S] day and that by Fate be slaine,
For whom your Curtaines may be drawne againe.
If yo[U]r precedencie in death doth barre,
{A} fourth place in your sacred Sepulchre
{U}nde[R] this sacred Marble of thy owne,
{SL}eepe rare Tragedian Shakespeare, sleepe alon[E];
{T}hy unmolested peace in an unshar'd Cave,
Possesse as Lord, not Tennant of thy Gra[V]e.
That unto us, and others it may be,
Honour hereafter to be laid by thee. - W. B.
........................................................
. <= 66 =>
.
Betwixtthi[S]dayandthatbyFatebeslaineForwhomyourCurtainesmaybedrawne
againeIfyo[U]rprecedencieindeathdothbarreAfourthplaceinyoursacredSep
ulchreUnde[R]thissacredMarbleofthyowneSLeeperareTragedianShakespeare
sleepealon[E]ThyunmolestedpeaceinanunshardCavePossesseasLordnotTenna
ntofthyGra[V]eThatuntousandothersitmaybeHonourhereaftertobelaidbythee

De Vere's Latin name: [VERUS] 66 : Prob. ~ 1 in 190
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Dedicatory Verse to Oxford in Spenser's Fairie Queene.
..........................................
To the right Honourable the Earle
of Oxenford, Lord high Chamberlayne of
England. &c.
.
REc(E)ive most Noble Lord in gentle gree,
The unripe fruit of an u(N)ready wit:
Which BY THY COUNT{E|N}aunc[E| D}oth cra[V|e} to bee
D[E]f(E)nded f[R]om foule [E]n{V|I}es poisnous bit.
Which so to doe may th(E)e right w{E|L}l befit,
Sith th'antique glory of thine auncest{R}y
Under a *SHADY VELE* is therein writ,
And ek[E] thin{E} ow[N]e lon(G) li[V]ing memo[R]y,
Succeeding them in TRUE nobility:
And also for the love, which thou doest beare
To *th'Heliconian YMPS* , and they to thee,
They unto thee, and thou to them most dear[E]:
Deare as thou a[R]t unto thy self[E], so love
{T}h{A}t {L}o[V]e{S} & honours the[E], as doth behove.
..........................................
[EVERE] 8,-13, 40
{TALVS} 2
.
Prob. 3[E.VERE]s skip < 41 ~ 1 in 2,250)
Prob. {TALVS}/{TALUS}/{TALOS} skip 2 ~ 1 in 2,000
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Dedicatory Verse by Ignoto in Spenser's Fairie Queene.
..........................................
TO looke upon a work[E] of {R}ar[E] (DE[V)is{E}
The which a workman setteth out to view,
A{N}d not to yield it the *DE(s)ERVED* prise,
That {U}nto s{U}ch a workmanship is dew,
Doth eithe{R} prove the iudgement to be naught
Or els doth shew a mind with *{E|N}VY* fraught.
To labour to commend a peece of worke,
Which {N}o man goes about to discommend,
Would *RAIS{E}* a iealous do{U}bt that there did lurke
Some secret doubt, whereto the p{R}ayse did tend.
For when men know the goodnes of the wyne,
Tis needlesse for the hoast to have a sygne.
................................................
_______________ <= 34 =>
.
. TOlookeupon aw o rk [E] of {R} ar [E] de [V] is {E} Thewh
. ichaworkman se t te t ho u tt o vi e wA {N} dnott
. oyielditthe DE(s)ER V ED p ri s eT h at {U} ntosu
. chaworkmans hi p is d ew D ot h ei t he {R} prove
. theiudgemen tt o be n au g ht

[{E}VERE] -3 : Prob. in first line ~ 1 in 775
{RUNE} -34,-46, 80 : Prob. 3{RUNE}s in first half ~ 1 in 50
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__ David L. Roper's *EUERE* Monument array
.
_______________ <= 34 =>
.
.{TER R ATE [G] I T,P O PULU S M Æ R ETO LYMPU SHABE T}
......................................................................
. STA Y PAS_ {S} E N G \E\RWHYGOE/S/ TTH OVBYS OFAST R
. EAD I FT_ (H){o} V C AN \S\TWHOM/E/ [N] VIO VSDEA THHAT H
. PLA {S} TW- (I){T} H{I}NTH \I\SMO/N/ [U](M) [E] NT[SHAKS PEARE]W
. IT {H W H} O (M){E} Q{U}ICKN \A\T/U/ R [E D](I) [D] E[WHOSE NAMED]O
. THD {e} CKY {S} T{O}MBEFA {R}M O [R E] t(H) E NCOST SIEHA L
. LYT {H} EHA- {T} H{W}RITTLE A V [E] SLIV INGAR TBVTP A
. GET O SER V E H ISWITT
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[{E}UERE][DE] 34
{SO TEST} 34
{I UOW} 34 : VOVERE: to *VOW, PROMISE, DEDICATE*
{HeW} -34
......................................................
\RAISE\ -35
/RUNES/ -33 : Prob. (in Roper array) ~ 1 in 7800
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8 January 1599/1600.
Building Contract for the Fortune Playhouse...

*SEALED and DEliURED* by the saide Peter Streete
in the presence of me [W]illiam [H]ARRIS Pub Scr
And me frauncis Smyth appr to the said Scr
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_____ *SEALD & DOONE*
............................................
http://ist-socrates.berkeley.edu/~ahnelson/PERSONAL/011007.html
.
Cecil Papers 88/101 (bifolium, 232mm x 170mm),
Oxford to Cecil; 7 October 1601 (W337;F593).
.
...for I am aduised, that I may passe *MY BOOKE* from her
Magestie, yf a warrant may be procured to my cosen *BACON*
and Seriant [=Sergeant] *HARRIS* to perfet [= *PERFECT* ] yt.
Whiche beinge *DOONE* , I know to whome formallye to
thanke, but reallye they shalbe, and are from me, and myne,
*to be SEALED VP* in an *AETERNALL REMEMBRANCE* to yowre selfe.
And thus *WISHINGE ALL HAPPINES* to yow, and sume fortunat
meanes to me, wherby I myght recognise soo *DIEPE* merites,
I take my leaue this 7th of October from my House at HAKNEY. 1601.
.
Yowre most assured and louinge Broother.
(signed) Edward Oxenford (ital.; 4+7)
.
Addressed (O): To the ryghte honorable & my very good Broother
Sir Robert Cecill on [=one] of her Magestyes pryvie Councel
and principall Secretarie giue thes at the Coorte. [seal]
.
Endorsed: 1601 7 October: Erle of Oxenford to my Master.
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______ Hamlet (Q2, 1604) Act 4, Scene 3
.
King: Follow him at foote,
. Tempt him with speede abord,
. Delay it not, Ile haue him hence to nig[H]t.
. Aw[a]y, fo[R] EVE[R]y th[I]ng i[S] *SEALD and DONE*
. That els leanes on th'affayre, pray you make hast,
..........................................................
______ Hamlet (Folio, 1623) Act 4, Scene 3
.
King: Follow him at foote,
. Tempt him with speed aboord:
. Delay it not, Ile haue him hence to nig[H]t.
. Aw[A]y, fo[R] EVE[R]y th[I]ng i[S] *SEAL'D and DONE*
. That else leanes on th'Affaire, pray you make hast.
..........................................................
Ile haue him hence to
...................
. n i g [H]
. {t A w} [A]
. y f o [R]
. e u e [R]
. y t h [I]
. n g i [S]
. *S E A L'
. D a n d
. D O N E*
.
[HARRIS] 4 : Prob. in Hamlet ~ 1 in 128
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. JACOB TONSON
. B.JONSON COAT
. BACON JOTS ON
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http://www.gutenberg.org/files/16275/16275-h/16275-h.htm

<<The Rowe-TONSON edition of Shakespeare's plays (1709) is an important event in the history of both Shakespeare studies and English literary criticism. Though based substantially on the Fourth Folio (1685), it is the first, "edited" edition: Rowe modernized spelling and punctuation and quietly made a number of sensible emendations. It is the first edition to include dramatis personae, the first to attempt a systematic division of all the plays into acts and scenes, and the first to give to scenes their distinct locations. It is the first of many illustrated editions. It is the first to abandon the clumsy folio format. Finally, it is the first to include an extended life and critique of the author.>>
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http://www.gutenberg.org/files/16275/16275-h/16275-h.htm

THE WORKS OF Mr. William Shakespear; IN SIX VOLUMES. ADORN'D with CUTS.

Revis'd and Corrected, with an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author.

By N. ROWE, Esq; LONDON:

Printed for Jacob Tonson, within Grays-Inn Gate,
next Grays-Inn Lane. MDCCIX.

SOME ACCOUNT OF THE LIFE, &c. OF Mr. William Shakespear.

It seems to be a kind of Respect due to the Memory of Excellent Men, especially
of those whom their Wit and Learning have made Famous, to deliver some Account
of themselves, as well as their Works, to Posterity. For this Reason, how fond
do we se{E} some People of {D}iscovering an{Y} little Person{A}l Story of the
g{R}eat Men of Antiquity, their Families, the common Accidents of their Lives,
and even their S[H]ape, Make and Features h[A]ve been the Subject of c[R]itical
Enquiries. How t[R]ifling soever this Cur[I]osity may seem to be, it i[S]
certai(N)ly *VERy* Natural; and we are hardly satisfy'd with an Acc(O)unt of any
remarkable Person, 'till we have heard him de(S)crib'd even to the *VERy* Cloaths
he wears. As for what rel(A)tes to Men of Lette{R}s, the knowledg{E} of an
Author ma{Y} so(M)etimes con{D}uce to the bett{E}er understanding his Book:
And tho' the Works of Mr. Shakespear may seem to many not to want a Comment,
yet I fancy some little Account of the Man himself may not be thought
improper to go along with them.

(MASON) -45 : Prob. in 1st paragraph of Rowe ~ 1 in 14
...............................................
. <= 13 =>
.
. h o w f o n d d o w e s e
. {E} s o m e P e o p l e o f
. {D} i s c o v e r i n g a n
. {Y} l i t t l e P e r s o n
. {A} l S t o r y o f t h e g
. {R} e a t M e n o f A n t i
. q u i t y
.
{E.DYAR} 13
...............................................
. <= 20 =>
.
. a n d e v e n t h e i r S [H] a p e,M a k
. e a n d F e a t u r e s h [A] v e b e e n
. t h e S u b j e c t o f c [R] i t i c a l
. E n q u i r i e s.H o w t [R] i f l i n g
. s o e v e r t h i s C u r [I] o s i t y m
. a y s e e m t o b e,i t i [S] c e r t a i
.(N)l y v e r y N a t u r a l

[HARRIS] 20 : Prob. in 1st paragraph of Rowe ~ 1 in 1400
...............................................
. <= 13 =>
.
. t o M e n o f L e t t e {R}
. s,t h e k n o w l e d g {E}
. o f a n A u t h o r(M)a {Y}
. s o m e t i m e s c o n {D}
. u c e t o t h e b e t t {E}
. e r u n d e r s t a n d i
. n g h i s B o o k
.
{E.DYER} -13 : Prob. 2 {E.DYER}s in 1st paragraph of Rowe ~ 1 in 3570

. Prob. 2 {E.DYER}s with same absolute skip ~ 1 in 42,800
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http://www.realshakespeare.com/the-authorship-question/nashe/crossing-paths

CROSSING PATHS WITH THOMAS NASHE
by Ian Steere, March 2010

<<Spencer had appended to The Faerie Queene a commendatory sonnet of accomplishments addressed to each of some twenty grandees of the land, [but] excluding the Earl of Southampton and Lord Strange.

In his concluding after-address to the reader in Pierce Pennilesse (1592) Thomas Nashe (1567-1601) rails at length against an unidentified patron, a Courtier who is avoiding him and who, he implies with a Latin maxim, has failed to deliver on promises of payment. He urges friends to be more careful in their dedications and:

"not cast away so many months labour on a clown that knowes not how to vse a Scholer: for what reason haue I to bestow any wit on him, that wil bestow none of his wealth vpon me." Alas, it is easie for a goodlie tall fellow that shineth in his silkes, to come and out face a poore simple Pedant in a thred bare *CLOAKE*, and tell him his book is prety, but at this time he is not prouided for him: marrie about two or three daies hence if he come that waie, his Page shall say he is not within, or else he is so busie with my L. How-call-ye-him, and my L. What-call-ye-him, that he may not be spoken withall. These are the common courses of the world, which euerie man priuatlie murmurs at but none dares openlie vpbraid, bicause all Artists for the most part are base minded and like the Indians, that haue store of gold & pretious stones at command, yet are ignorant of their value, & therfore let the Spaniards, the Englishmen, and euerie one loade their ships without molestation. So they enioying and possessing the puritie of knowledge (a treasure farre richer than the Indian Mines) let euerie proude Thraso be partaker of their perfections, repaieng them no profit: and gylde himselfe with the titles they giue him, when he wil scarse returne them a good word for their labor: giue an Ape but a nut, & he will look your head for it; or a dog a bone, and hele wag his taile: but giue me one of my yoong Maisters a booke, and he will put of his hat & blush, and so go his waie: yes, now I remember me I lie, for I know him that had thanks for three yeares worke, and a gentleman that bestowed much cost in refining of musicke, and had scarse Fidlers wages for his labor. We want an Aretine here among vs, that might strip these *GOLDEN ASSES* out of their gaie trappings, and after he had ridden them to death with railing, leaue them on the *DUNGHILL* for carion. But I will write to his ghost by my carrier, and I hope hele repaire his whip, and vse it against our English Peacockes, that painting themselues with church spoils, like mighty mens sepulchers, haue nothing but Atheisme, schisme, hypocrisie, & vainglory, like rotten bones lurking within them. O how my soule abhors these buckram giants, that hauing an outwarde face of honor set vppon them by flatterers and parasites, haue their inward thoughtes stuft with strawe and feathers, if they were narrowelie sifted. Far be it bright stars of Nobilitie, and glistring attendants on the true Diana, that this my speech shoulde be anie way iniurious to your glorious magnificence: for in you liue those sparks of Augustus liberalitie, that neuer sent anie awaie emptie: & Science seauenfold throne well nigh ruined by ryot and auarice, is mightilie supported by your plentifull larges, which makes Poets to sing such goodlie himnes of your praise, as no enuious posteritie may forget. But from generall fame, let me digres to my priuate experience, and with a toong vnworthy to name a name of such worthines, affectionatelie emblason to the eies that woonder, the matchlesse image of Honor, and magnificent rewarder of VER(tu)E, *Ioues Eagle-borne Ganimed, thrice noble AMYNTAS*. In whose high spirit, such a Deitie of wisdom appeereth, that if Homer were to write his Odissea new (where vnder the person of Vlysses he describeth a singular man of perfection, in whom all ornaments both of peace and warre are assembled in the height of their excelence) he need no other instance

to augment his *CONCEIT*, than the rare *CARRIAGE* of his honorable minde.
.....................................................
*OSRICKE* : The sir King ha's wag'd with him six Barbary Hor-
. [S]es, against the which he [I]mpon'd as I take it, sixe F[R]ench
. Rapiers and Ponia[R]ds, with their assignes, [A]s Girdle,
. Hangers or so: t[H]ree of the *CARRIAGES* infaith are *VERy DEarE*
. to fancy, *VERy* responsiue to the hilts, most delicate
. carriages, and of *VERy* liberall *CONCEIT* .
.....................................................
Manye writers and good wits, are giuen to commend their patrons and Benefactors, some for prowesse, some for policie, others for the glorie of their Ancestrie and exceeding bountie and liberalitie: but if my vnable pen shoul[D EVER E]nterprise such a continuate taske of praise, I woulde embowell a number of those wind puft bladders, and disfurnish their bald-pates of the periwigs Poets haue lent them, that so I might restore glorie to his right inheritance, and these stoln Titles to their *TRUE* owners: which if it would so fall out, (as time maie worke all thinges) the aspiring nettles with their shadie toppes shal no longer ouer-dreep the best hearbs, or keep them from the smiling aspect of the Sunn, that liue & thriue by his comfortable beames, none but Desert should sit in Fames grace, none but Hector be remembred in the chronicles of Prowesse, none but thou most curteous *AMYNTAS* be the second misticall argument of the knight of the Red-crosse.

Perusing yesternight with idle eyes,
The Fairy Singers stately tuned verse:
And viewing after *CHAP-MENS* wonted guise,
What *STRANGE* contents the title did rehearse.
I streight leapt ouer to the latter end,
Where like the queint Comædians of our time,
That when their Play is doone do fal to ryme,
I found short lines, to sundry Nobles pend.
Whom he as speciall Mirrours singled fourth,
To be the Patrons of his Poetry;
I read them all, and reuerenc't their worth,
Yet wondred he left out thy memory.
But therefore gest I he supprest thy name,
Because few words might not co[m]prise thy fame.

Tantum hoc molior, in this short digression, to acquaint our countreymen that liue out of the *Eccho of the Court* , with a common knowledge of his inualuable vertues, and shew my selfe thankfull (in some part) for benefits receiued: which since words may not countervaile, that are the vsuall lip labour of euerie idle discourser,>>
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From Palladis Tamia (1598)
by Francis Meres (1565-1647)
.
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:
.
. Iamque opus exegi, quod nec Iouis ira, nec ignis,
. Nec poterit ferrum, nec edax abolere vetustas;
................................
___ <= 10 =>

. a n d [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 : Prob. in Meres' phrase ~ 1 in 1200
......................................................
. Jamq opus exegi, quod nec Jovis ira, nec ignis
. Nec poterit ferrum, nec edax abolere vetustas.
----------------------------------------------------
. Hamlet (First Folio, 1623) Act 5, Scene 2
.
*OSRICKE* : The sir King ha's wag'd with him six Barbary Hor-
. [S]es, against the which he [I]mpon'd as I take it, sixe F[R]ench
. Rapiers and Ponia[R]ds, with their assignes, [A]s Girdle,
. Hangers or so: t[H]ree of the *CARRIAGES* infaith are *VERy DEarE*
. to fancy, *VERy* responsiue to the hilts, most delicate
. *CARRIAGES*, and of *VERy* liberall *CONCEIT* .
.....................................................
______________ <= 20 =>
.
. T h e s i r K i n g h a's w a g'd {W} i t
. h h i m s i x B a r b a r y H o r [S] e s
. a g a i n s t t h e w h i c h h e [I] m p
. o n d a s I t a k e i t s i x e F [R] e n
. c h R a p i e r s a n d P o n i a [R] d s
. w i t h t h e i r a s s i g n e s [A] s G
. i r d l e H a n g e r s o r s o t [H] r e
. e o f t h e C a r r i a g e s
.
[HARRIS, W.] -20
........................................................
Hamlet: What call you the *CARRIAGES*?

*OSRICKE* : The *CARRIAGES* Sir, are the hangers.
.
Hamlet: The phrase would bee more Germaine to the
. matter: If we could carry Cannon by our sides; I would
. it might be Hangers till then; but on sixe Barbary Hor-
. ses against sixe French Swor[D]s: their Assignes, and thr[E]e
. liberall conceited Ca[R]riages, that's the French [B]ut a-
. gainst the Danish; wh[Y] is this impon'd as you call it?
........................................................
______________ <= 21 =>
.
. s i x e F r e n c h S w o r [D] s t h e i r
. A s s i g n e s a n d t h r [E] e l i b e r
. a l l c o n c e i t e d c a [R] r i a g e s
. t h a t s t h e F r e n c h [B] u t a g a i
. n s t t h e D a n i s h w h [Y] i s t h i s
.
[DERBY] 21 : Prob. in "Barbary Horses" speech ~ 1 in 1175
--------------------------------------------------------
. Hamlet (Quarto 2, 1604) Act 5, Scene 2
.
Hamlet: The phrase would bee more Ierman to the matter if
. w[E]e could carry a cannon by our sides, I would [I]t
. be might hangers till then, but on, six Bar[B]ry horses
. against six French swords thei[R] assignes, and three
. liberall conceited c[A]rriages, that's the French bet
. against the [D]anish, why is this all you call it?
.
[DARBIE] -35 : Prob. in "Barbary Horses" speech ~ 1 in 1325
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Art Neuendorffer