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The Nightmare Elegy before Christmas
The Shakespeare Conference: SHK 14.1141  Monday, 9 June 2003

From:           Rolland Banker <
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Date:           Monday, 9 Jun 2003 03:33:42 -0700 (PDT)
Subject:        The Nightmare Elegy before Christmas

I know that WS didn't write the Elegy because of my own
experience/inexperience, if you will. Having just completed almost a
year of reading and rereading all the works of Will (Dowden version; no
annotation for me in that awesome year of reawakening), marking the text
and copiously noting all of my epiphanies in my expanding notebook file,
etc., I came across the Elegy saga in the Newspapers and on-line.

"Hmm." I'm thinking. Gonna have to check this out.

"But you haven't read the The Two Noble Kinsmen yet!

Don't sully the waters with speculations. You know even the two noble
kinsmen may not be, well, you know, so noble. There may be parts that
sag and weigh you down and clutter your mind with just words, words,
words by a noble yet unawesome and unexpansive mind: a mind-the
mind-bigger than any. Finish the course. You won't regret it." It was
the voice of my father. So, that night I downloaded the Elegy and read
it.

Truly I had a nightmare about it, maybe a couple, truly. It seemed like
the universe could not be contained in the ink(or the bytes, if you
will) and my mind rebelled. I awoke with a headache and doubted
everything again. Why, oh why, when I had been so sure about,well,
everything again?

Yes, I muddled my way through The Two Noble Kinsmen(Arden edition this
time) and finished the glorious year. How my heart soared at the "O you
heavenly charmers," grand good bye. Yet I thought, This 'man' wrote the
elegy?

Was it on this site that Foster finally 'fessed up?  Anyways I read in
the newspaper that on line he acknowledged that it was most likely Ford,
or whoever(whatever)and the weight of death departed, and like
Northumberland I could say: "Not so; even through the hollow eyes of
death I spy life peering; but I dare not say how near the tidings of our
comfort is."

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