PREFACE.
CONTENTS.
FACSIMILE PAGES.
SWEEPSTAKES.
Shakspere: Personal Recollections
CHAPTER I. BIRTH. SCHOOL DAYS. SHOWS. "One touch of Nature makes the whole world kin."
CHAPTER II. LAUNCHED. APPRENTICE BOY. AMBITION. "The fault,
CHAPTER III. FARM LIFE. SPORTING. POACHING ON LUCY. "Hanging and wiving go by destiny!"
CHAPTER IV. IN SEARCH OF PEACE AND FORTUNE. "Blessed are those
CHAPTER V. LONDON. ITS GUILT AND GLORY. "They say, best men are
CHAPTER VI. TAVERNS. THEATRES. VARIEGATED SOCIETY. "Man's evil
CHAPTER VII. THEATRICAL DRUDGERY. COMPOSITIONS. "Sweet are the
CHAPTER VIII. GROWING LITERARY RENOWN. ROYAL PATRONS. "Follow
CHAPTER IX. BOHEMIAN HOURS. WESTMINSTER ABBEY. "LOVE'S LABOR'S
CHAPTER X. QUEEN ELIZABETH. WAR. SHAKSPERE IN IRELAND. "Now all
CHAPTER XI. RURAL ENGLAND. "ROMEO AND JULIET" "I know a bank
CHAPTER XII. "JULIUS CAESAR." "O mighty CAEsar! Dost thou lie
CHAPTER XIII. TWO TRAMPS. BY LAND AND SEA. "Travelers must be
CHAPTER XIV. WINDSOR PARK. "MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM." "This is
CHAPTER XV. THE JEW. SHYLOCK. "MERCHANT OF VENICE." "O, it is
CHAPTER XVI. THE SUPERNATURAL. "HAMLET." "The time is out of
CHAPTER XVII. DEATH OF QUEEN ELIZABETH. CORONATION OF KING
CHAPTER XVIII. SHAKSPERE AS MONOLOGIST. KING JAMES. "He lives
CHAPTER XIX. STRATFORD. SHAKSPERE'S DEATH. PATRIOTISM DOWN THE
Author of "Checkered Life," "Peculiar Poems," "Zig-Zag," "Jewels of Memory,"
"Complete Poems," "Oliver Goldsmith," "Edgar Allan Poe,"
"Brick-bats and Bouquets," "Beautiful
Washington," "Songs," etc.
Nations unborn, adown the tides of time
Shall keep thy name and fame and thought sublime,
And o'er the rolling world from age to age
Thy characters shall thrill the mimic stage!
—Joyce.
PUBLISHED BY BROADWAY
PUBLISHING COMPANY
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Copyrighted, in 1904.
BY
COLONEL JOHN A. JOYCE
All Rights Reserved.
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DEDICATION.
I dedicate this book to the reader who has energy enough to borrow it, bullion enough to buy it, and brains enough to understand its philosophy, with the fervent hope that posterity may reap, thresh and consume the golden grain of my literary harvest.
J. A. J.
