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Judith, and the heirs males of her body lawfully issuing; and for default of such issue, to the right heirs of me the said William Shakespeare for ever.
ITEM, I give unto my wife my brown best bed with the furniture.
ITEM, I give and bequeath to my said daughter Judith my broad îlver gilt bole. All the rest of my goods, chattels, leases, plate, jewels, and housnold-stuff whatsoever, after sny debts and legacies paid, and my funeral expences discharged, I give, devise, and bequeath to my son-in-law John Hall, gent. and iny daughter Svianna his wife, who I ordain and make executors of this my last Will and Teftament. And I do intreat and appoint the said Thomas Ruffel, efq; and Francis Collins, gent, to be overseers hereof. And do revoke ali former Wills, and publish this to be my last Will and. Teftament. In witness whereof I have hercunto put my hand, the day and year firft above-written, by me
Witneis to the publishing hereof,
ROBERT WHAT TCOTT.
Probatum coram magiftro William Byrde legum do&tore commissa
rio & c. v.cefimo fecundo die menfis Junii anno domini 1616. Juras:eito Johannis Hall unius ex. et cui &c. do bene er
eljarat nervata poieftate et Susanna Hall alt. ex. c. cui vendit &c. petitur.
To the foregoing Accounts of SHAKESPEARE's
Life, we have only one Passage to add, which Mr. POPE related, as communicated to him by Mr. Rowe.
N' the time of Elisabeth, coaches being vet uncommon,
and hired coaches not at all in use, those who were too proud, too tender, or too idle to walk, went on horseback to any diftant business or diversion. Many came on horseback to the play; and when Shakespeare Aed to London, from the terror of a criminal prosecution, his first expedient was to wait at the door of the playhouse, and hold the horses of those that had no servants, that they might be ready again after the performance. In this office he became so conspicuous for his care and readiness, that in a short time every man as he alighted called for Will. Shakespeare, and scarcely any other waiter was trusted with a horse while Will. Shakespeare could be had. This was the first dawn of better fortune. Shakespeare finding more horses put into his hand than he could hold, hired boys to wait under his inspection, who, when Will. Shakespeare was summoned, were imme. diately to present themselves, “ I am Shakespeare's boy, fir” In time Shakespeare found higher employment; but as long as the practice of riding to the playhouse continued, the waiters that held the horses retained the appellation of Shakespeare's Boys.
Upon the Effigies of my worthy Friend, the Author,
Master WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, and his Works.
Pectator, this life's shadow is ;-to see
Turn, reader : but observe his comick vein,
Laugh; and proceed next to a tragick ftrain,
Then weep: So, when thou find'st two contraries,
Two different passions, from thy rapt foul rise,
Say, (who alone effect such wonders could)
Rare Shakespeare, to the life thou doft behold.
TO THE READER.
This figure, that thou here see'ft put,
It was for gentle Shakespeare cut;
Wherein the graver had a strife
With nature, to out-do the life :
O, could he but have drawn his wit
As well in brass, as he hath hit
His face; the print would then surpass
All that was ever writ in brass :
But, fince he cannot, reader, look
Not on his picture, but his book,
To the Memory of my beloved, the Author Mr. WILLIAM
SHAKESPEARE, and what he hath left us.
TO draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name,
Am I thus ample to thy book, and fame;
While I confess thy writings to be fuch,
As neither man, nor muse, can praise too much :
'Tis true, and all men's suffrage: but thefe ways
Were not the paths I meant unto thy praise :
For seeliest ignorance on these may light,
Which, when it founds at best, but echoes right;
Or blind affection, which doth ne'er advance
The truth, but gropes, and urgeth all by chance;
Or crafty malice might pretend this praife,
And think to ruin where it seem'd to raise :
These are as some infamous bawd, or whore,
Should praise a matron ; What could hurt her more
But thou art proof against them; and, indeed,
Above the fortune of them, or the need :
I, therefore, will begin :--Soul of the age,
Th’applause, delight, the wonder of our ftage,
My Shakespeare, rise! I will not lodge thee by
Chaucer, or Spenser; or bid Beaumont lye
A little further, to make thee a room :
Thou art a monument, without a tomb;
And art alive till, while thy book doth live,
And we have wits to read, and praife to give.
That I not mix thee so, my brain excuses;
I mean with great but disproportion'd musés :
For, if I thought my judgment were of years,
I thould commit thee surely with thy peers ;
And tell how far thou didst our Lily outshine,
Or sporting Kyd, or Marlow's mighty line.
And though thou hadît small Latin, and less Greek,-
From thence to honour thee, I would not seek
For names; but call forth thundring Æschylus,
Euripides, and Sophocles to us;
Pacuvius, Accius; him of Cordova dead ;-
To live again, to hear thy buskin tread
And shake a stage; or, when thy socks were on,
Leave thee alone; for the comparison
Of all, that insolent Greece, or haughty Rome,
Sent forth, or since did from their ashes come.
Triumph, my Britain ! thou hast one to show,
To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe.
He was not of an age, but for all time;
And all the muses still were in their prime,
When like Apollo he came forth to warm
Our ears, or like a Mercury to charm.
Nature berself was proud of his designs,
And joy'd to wear the dressing of his lines;
Which were so richly spun, and woven so fit,
As, liace, he will vouchsafe no other wit:
The merry Greek, tart Ariftophanes,
Neat Terence, witty Plautus, now not please ;
But antiquated and deserted iye,
As they were not of Nature's family.
Yet muft I not give nature all; thy art,
My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a partico
For, though the poet's matter nature be,
His art doth give the fashion: and that he,
Who cafts to write a living line muft sweat,
(Such as thine are) and Atrike a second heas