Finished, it’s finished, nearly finished, it must be nearly finished. (Pause.) Grain upon grain, one by one, and one day, suddenly, there’s a heap, a little heap, the impossible heap. […] I love order. It’s my dream. A world where all would be silent and still, and each thing in its last place, under the […]
This is the first of two posts thinking about theatre history through particular theatre historians. Lucy Munro’s blog on the Wallaces follows as a companion piece. *** James Orchard Halliwell-Phillipps was among the most prominent book collectors and Shakespearean scholars of Victorian England. Halliwell-Phillipps’s (HP’s) biography of Shakespeare, initially published in 1848 and revised throughout his […]
they procured her to be rescued by the way as she went thither And the time appointed, she changed herself into man’s Apparel, which she had in her said Master’s house, being about two of the clock after Midnight, and came away, and so came to Paul’s Wharf Crossdressing, eloping with a lover via the […]
This is the third of three blogs on attribution. For more, see Shakespeare, attribution and attrition: at tribute zone and Nashe’s attributions. I’m aware that I’m becoming an extremely inferior version of George Lucas, writing an unwanted trilogy of posts about attribution which aren’t even the retrospective prequels to something a little better I’d written […]
This is the second of three blogs on attribution. See Shakespeare, attribution and attrition: at tribute zone and Let me speak to you about my huge words for more. This week, thanks to Andrew Hadfield, Jennifer Richards and Kate de Rycker, I have been thinking a lot about Thomas Nashe. Nashe is often celebrated as […]
