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Title: Shakespeare's England
Year: 1895 (1890s)
Authors: Winter, William, 1836-1917
Subjects: England -- Description and travel
Publisher: New York : Macmillan
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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tion and every common thought and feelingwas purified away from mind and heart. The graveof Goldsmith is close to the pathway that skirts thischurch, on a terrace raised above the foundation of thebuilding and above the little graveyard of the Templarsthat nestles at its base. As I stood beside the resting-place of that sweet poet it was im.possible not to feelboth grieved and glad: grieved at the thought of all hesuffered, and of all that the poetic nature must alwayssuffer before it will utter its immortal music for man-kind : glad that his gentle spirit found rest at last, andthat time has given him the crown he would most haveprized — the affection of true hearts. A gray stone,coffin-shaped and marked with a cross, — after the fash-ion of the contiguous tombs of the Templars, — is im-posed upon his grave. One surface bears the inscrip- 1 This was made the occasion of a complaint against him, to QueenMary, who gently expressed her unshaken confidence in his goodness andtruth.
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Si. Mary-ie-St>and— The Strand. 44 SHAKESPEARES ENGLAND chap. tion, Here lies Oliver Goldsmith ; the other presentsthe dates of his birth and death. (Born Nov. lO, 1728 ;died April 4, 1774.) I tried to call up the scene of hisburial, when, around the open grave, on that tearfulApril evening, Johnson, Burke, Reynolds, Beauclerk,Boswell, Davies, Kelly, Palmer, and the rest of thatbroken circle, may have gathered to witness The duties by the lawn-robed prelate paid.And the last rites that dust to dust conveyed. No place could be less romantic than Southwark isnow ; but there are few places in England that possessa greater charm for the literary pilgrim. Shakespearelived there, and it was there that he wrote for a theatreand made a fortune. Old London Bridge spanned theThames at this point, in those days, and was the onlyroad to the Surrey side of the river. The theatre stoodnear the end of the bridge and was thus easy of accessto the wits and beaux of Londofi. No trace of it nowrema

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