Contemporary Notices of Shakespeare. 203 with Drummond about all things and sundry, made the following allusions to his dead friend Shakespeare. 'That Shakspeer wanted arte. 'Sheakspear, in a play, brought in a number of men saying they had suffered shipwrack in Bohemia, where there is no sea near by some 100 miles.' 105, 106, 107, 108, 109, 110, and 111. In 1623 was published the famous first folio collection of Mr. William Shakespeare's Comedies, Histories, and Tragedies, edited by Heminge and Condell, and printed by Isaac Jaggard and Ed. Blount.' It included all the sixteen plays which had already appeared separately during the author's lifetime, with the exception of Troilus and Cressida, and Pericles, Prince of Tyre; it contained also Othello, which had been published separately in 1622; and, besides these, it included the following twenty plays, published for the first time:-The Tempest, The Two Gentlemen of Verona, Measure for Measure, The Comedy of Errors, As You Like It, The Taming of the Shrew, All is Well that Ends Well, Twelfth Night, or What You Will, The Winter's Tale, The Life and Death of King John, the First Part of King Henry the Sixth, the Second Part of King Henry the Sixth, the Third Part of King Henry the Sixth, Henry the Eighth, Coriolanus, Timon of Athens, Julius Cæsar, Macbeth, Anthony and Cleopatra, and Cymbeline. To the edition of the poet's dramatic works thus offered as complete, the editors prefixed two interesting documents in their own names-the one a dedication of the volume to the most noble and incomparable paire of brethren,' William, Earl of Pembroke, and Philip, Earl of Montgomery; the other, an address to the great variety of readers.' In the dedication to the two noblemen, the editors, among other things, say ( Since your L. L. have beene pleas'd to think these trifles something, heretofore; and have prosequuted both them, and their author living, with so much favour: we hope, that (they out-living him, and he not having the fate, common with some, to be exequutor to his owne writings) you will use the like indulgence toward them, you have done unto their parent. There is a great difference whether any Booke choose his patrones, or finde them: this hath done both. For so much were your L. L. likings of the several parts, when they were acted, as before they were published the Volume ask'd to be yours. We have but collected them and done an office to the dead to procure his orphanes guardians, without ambition either of self-profit or fame: only to keepe the memory of so worthy a Friend and Fellow alive as was our Shakespeare, by humble offer of his playes to your most noble patronage. . . . We most humbly consecrate to your H. H. these remaines of your servant Shakespeare: that what delight is in them may be ever your L. L., the reputation his, and the faults ours, if any be committed, by a payre so careful to shew their gratitude both to the living and the dead as is, your Lordshippes most bounden, 'JOHN HEMINGE, The following is the address of the Editors to the great variety of Readers." 'From the most able, to him that can but spell: there you are number'd. We had rather you were weighd. Especially, when the fate of all Bookes depends upon your capacities: and not of your heads alone, but of your purses. Well! It is now publique, and you will stand for your priviledges wee know: to read, and censure. Do so, but buy it first. That doth best commend a Book, the Stationer saies. Then, how odde soever your braines be, or your wisedomes, make your licence the same, and spare not. Judge your sixepen'orth, your shillings worth, your five shillings worth at a time, or higher, so as you rise to the just rates, and welcome. But, whatever you do, Buy. Censure will not drive a trade, or make the Jacke go. And though you be a magistrate of wit, and sit on the stage at BlackFriers, or the Cock-pit, to arraigne playes dailie, know, these playes have had their triale alreadie, and stood out all appeales; and do now come forth quitted rather by a Decree of Court, then any purchas'd Letters of commendation. : 'It had bene a thing, we confesse, worthie to have been wished, that the Author himself had liv'd to have set forth, and overseen his own writings. But since it hath bin ordain'd otherwise, and he by death departed from that right, we pray you doe not envie his Friends the office of their care, and paine, to have collected and publish'd them; and so to have publish'd them, as where (before) you were abus'd with divers stolne, and surreptitious copies, maimed, and deformed by the frauds and stealthes of injurious impostors, that expos'd them: even those are now offer'd to your view cur'd, and perfect of their limbes; and all the rest, absolute in their numbers, as he conceived them who, as he was a happie imitator of Nature, was a most gentle expresser of it. His mind and hand went together; and what he thought he uttered with that easinesse, that we have scarse received from him a blot in his papers. But it is not our province, who onely gather his works and give them you, to praise him. It is yours that reade him. And there we hope, to your divers capacities, you will finde enough, both to draw, and hold you: for his wit can no more lie hid, then it could be lost. Reade him, therefore; and againe, and againe: and if then you doe not like him, surely you are in some manifest danger not to understand him. And so we leave you to other of his Friends, whom if you need, can bee your guides: if you need them not, you can leade yourselves, and others. And such Readers we wish him. 'JOHN HEMINGE, Contemporary Notices of Shakespeare. 205 Besides these two notices of Shakespeare by the editors, there are in the same folio five distinct poetical notices of him by contemporaries, prefixed as laudatory copies of verses according to the custom of the time. The first of these is by Ben Jonson; it is the certificate placed opposite Martin Droeshout's engraving on the poet's portrait, to vouch for its likeness: To the Reader. : "This Figure, that thou here seest put, With Nature, to out-doo the life: Not on his picture, but his booke. 'B. J.' The next of the five is also by Ben Jonson; it is his famous poetical eulogy on Shakespeare, lines from which are so often quoted. 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, These are as some infamous bawd or whore Should praise a matron: what could hurt her more? I therefore will begin :-Soul of the age, And art alive still, while thy book doth live Pacuvius, Accius, him of Cordova dead, Of all that insolent Greece, or haughty Rome, As they were not of Nature's family. (And himself with it) that he thinks to frame; For a good poet's made as well as born, And such wert thou. Look, how the father's face Lives in his issue; even so the race Of Shakespeare's mind; and manners brightly shines In his well-torned and true filed lines; In each of which he seems to shake a lance, As brandish'd at the eyes of ignorance: Contemporary Notices of Shakespeare. Sweet swan of Avon, what a sight it were, And make those flights upon the banks of Thames, But stay, I see thee in the hemisphere Shine forth, thou star of poets; and with rage, Or influence, chide, or cheer, the drooping stage; 207 Which since thy flight from hence hath mourned like night, BEN JONSON. The next is a sonnet (apparently written shortly after Shakespeare's death) by another poetical contemporary, Hugh Holland: Upon the Lines and Life of the Famous Scenicke Poet, "Those hands which you so clapt go now and wring, All those he made would scarce make one to this: 'HUGH HOLLAND.' The next is by L. Digges, another minor poet of the day : To the Memorie of the deceased Authour, Maister W. Shakespeare.. 'Shake-speare, at length thy pious fellows give Here we alive shall view thee still: this book, Shall loathe what's new, think all is prodigy |