Great Britain -- History -- Poetry; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616 -- Sources
no man is able to finish the work, which they with _Homer’s_ hawtie
heroycal style haue begunne: and yet you woulde haue me (the least of
the poets,) to make trial what I am able to doo therin. But me thinke
I do heare you say, as you were woont, we being conuersant together:
“What meane al these wordes? thou knowest that the vayne of thy verse
doth most delight my humor. And seeing it is but for my priuate study,
what meane you to allege all these allegations, as though _Orestes_
were _Zoilus_?” Syr, I confesse al this to be true: yet this I speake,
to signifie vnto you, howe willyng the good wyl I doo beare vnto you
hath made me, being otherwise vnwillyng to beare a sayle in such rough
weather, where euery sea is ready to deuoure me. And when with sayles
and oares (as they say,) I with al my diligence endeuoured to compasse
the thing nowe accomplished, I founde myselfe euen in the myddest of
the matter, clapt close with _Theseus_, in a returnable labarinth, to
fight with despayre that miserable _Minotaur_: where, when I could
finde no _Ariadne_, to lende me a bottome of twist, I looked that
_Parcæ_ shoulde haue shread my twyne before my returne. Yet at the last
wandring _Erato_, with her sister _Terpsichore_ perceiuing me with such
diligence to trauise that maze, they willing to helpe the desyres of my
mynd, said thus vnto me:
Come forth thou wandring wight this way,
Doo followe vs outright:
We geue thee leaue, with poets’ penne,
On Princes’ falles to write.
Wherewith they leadyng me vnto the fountayne _Permestus_, I without
any further determination, gallopped through the rest, whiche when
leysure shall geue you leaue to reade, ceasse then to thinke on the L.
_Buchurst_, or _Sackuyll_,[1165] let _Gascon_ and _Churchyarde_ be
forgotten. And if you chaunce to see the meter, or matter, not so well
polished, as beseemeth, then remember that they whose falles I haue
here penned, were not of late tyme, but suche as lyued presently after
the incarnation of Christe: and I haue not thought it decent, that the
men of the olde worlde shoulde speake with so garnished a style, as
they of the latter tyme.
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