Without comment by me, a post in ShakesVere yesterday:
Roger Stritmatter said:
Here's an illustration of the difference between real and fake use of linguistic data to help establish authorship:
Claim for North:
“Well, then I shall see thee again.”
“It is a wonderful thing to see.”
[Sources not identified]
Claim that "Shakespeare" wrote the first twenty poems of the 1599 Poetry book, Passionate Pilgrim:
But not so fair as fickle Pass. Pilg. VII.1
But not so short as sweet Rich. II 5.3.117
Anon he comes, and throws his mantle by Pass. Pilg. VI.9
But now he throws that shallow habit by Lucrece 1814
And as he fell to her, she fell to him. Pass. Pilg. XI.4
So soon was she along as he was down Venus 43
Now was she just before him as he sat Venus 349
When Cytherea (all in love forlorne) Pass. Pilg. VI .3
Poor queen of love, in thine own law forlorn Venus 251
Not daring trust the office of mine eies Pass. Pilg. XIII.16
Is there no exorcist
Beguiles the truer office of mine eyes? All’s Well 5.3.304-305.
These examples are analyzed in detail in the forthcoming volume II (now in proofreading stages) of the de Vere poems series. They represent evidence powerful enough to substantiate a claim of common authorship. The examples cited by the North advocates rarely rise to the level of substantiating a claim of influence, and usually when they do, its no news to anyone familiar with the long-established influence of North's translations on Shakespeare.
I didn't want to dredge up the main points of MY particular, personal (read: subjective) opinion regarding the SAQ, TSM, or the Oxfordian Authorship Theory, BUT
There's always a
With respect to the quote above, and with regard to PP (Passionate Pilgrim): (deep breath, ahhhh.
...Hey, easy William; just hold those reins tight and keep 'er steady. And Bill, please try to maintain a decently unnoticeable heartbeat for GOD's sake! And stop with the headaches! And quit making me, I mean us...reach for the damn coffee, or a goddamn cigarette!! for the love of! Watch what you're doing! My god can't you keep us on a diet! Look at those fat fingers!!!! How do you expect to...ah hell just type!!!)
First, PP was a mixture of various authors, some known attributions, some not so known. There was (purportedly, (and I am
NOT AN EXPERT! ) uh...Kit Marlowe, with his shepherd to the girl poem...Well, leastways I rekkin it
might have been a girl? Who knows? Oh yeah, well
I don't know, but I suppose Marlow could have been gay, or bi, or what have you (
etc, etc, etc&). Who knows? Well of course there are rumors and hearsay! This was more than four and a half centuries ago, and he was a poet, for heaven's sake, and wore puffy shirts to boot! Things get said. And we all know the poofters couldn't exactly hold hands and smooch in public! Not that there's anything wrong with that! Ah hell...let me continue...
Second, it is fairly established that TSM was not up to his full game yet, though he certainly had game right from the get-go, iffen he ever wrote anything except his signature (and there is MUCH to say about the variations in the signatures that has not been addressed yet save by Bomb#20, and nobody paid much attention to that - but there is more...
[Make it fast, Willy, I need a shpritz of Pepto already - GOD. ]
:
...there is the "Hand 'D' " manuscript, which can be viewed online, from the play Thomas More, which was apparently cobbled together by a slew of established playwrights of 'Shakespeare's' day.
That hand is in
secretary script, a hand many authors were known to have used in those days; and not only that, but the lines written in "Hand 'D' " sound
remarkably like William Shakespeare, the Author of the Shakespearean Canon (
who may or not have been the same Billy Shakespere {usual spelling of the day, along with others, including Shakspere...etc. } as a
paid and acknowledged actor and part owner of the Globe theatre, which means that, as Bomb and others have pointed out
already upthread, that it is difficult to imagine Will Shake-a-speare, that cocky upstart crow mentioned by somebody whose name I can't recall and don't feel like looking for, and also supposedly referenced by Ben Jonson...etc... ---- could have been illiterate, being that, as an actor, he would have
had to memorize lines, and had
some appreciation of iambic pentameter, as well as the "nuances" of Shakespearean monologue and dialogue, meaning he would HAVE to have been quite well-trained as an actor (and fairly literate if he were to have been a business man!) - what with the stage players gestures, pompous elocution, contemporary manners of exaggerated oration and eccentric regional and/or cultural, and/or (deep breath)
SPACE TO BREATHE
economic and or outmoded and classist and thoroughly silly and rightfully antique and forgotten levels of aristocracy and nobility, wherein many a pompous ass and a dandified but well-read, well-ejumacated, and well-intended arse of an Earl or a Duke or a Count or a Countess or a viscount or a my account [bank, website, BB, Paypal, etc...]
discount, hell, or a no-account over-paid flattering fatuous word-salad spieling dandy, could elbow around with other dandies and dandettes and flatter the king or queen or whomever or who the hell ever's royal overfed, pale, possibly in-bred and stupefyingly dumb but well-spoken and duly DANGEROUS and HEAD-ROLLING dictator dowager tyrant autarch emperor numbskull of a silly accidentally born-into-nothing but silver spoons and breastfeedings and all-you-can-eat buffets silly persons'
(or otherwise) individuals' soft and possibly very wide BOTTOMs happened to be occupying the most-high most royal and most likely unattractive big-nosed pimply faced but smooth-talking and well-behaved and well-raised but pallid or pheasant-leg gnawing cliched Charleton-Heston-type gluttonous bearded overstuffed overrated pile of pretentious authoritative hollow-headed, vacuous, flabby-thighed, saggy-breasted (
male or female) potentate or imperial leader and trumpety-trumper-clownstick orange haired nitwit of a silly over-paid gambler and pussy-grabbing moron seat or throne in the WORLD (or nation, country, capitol, state, county, town house cleaning blue-collared wage-slave of a janitor or a burger-flipping schmo or schmo-ess or white collared follower of silly dogmatic mandates and edicts and declarations and newspeak and nuance and wtf have you, etc, etc, etc&).
There is no third part.
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finis)
Exuent, fanfare, trumpets, tears, knives, poison, roll credits...
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curtain...]