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"The young gentlemen, like the elderly, all turned their faces
toward me, to my confusion, so much did I remark of sneer and scoff
at my cost. Master Ethelbert was the only one who spared me. He
smiled and said, -
"'Be patient! From the higher heavens of poetry, it is long before
the radiance of the brightest star can reach the world below. We
hear that one man finds out one beauty, another man finds out
another, placing his observatory and instruments on the poet's
grave. The worms must have eaten us before it is rightly known what
we are. It is only when we are skeletons that we are boxed and
ticketed, and prized and shewn. Be it so! I shall not be tired of
waiting.'"
"Reasonable youth!" said Sir Thomas; "yet both he and Glaston walk
rather A-STRADDLE, methinks. They might have stepped up to thee
more straightforwardly, and told thee the trade ill suiteth thee,
having little fire, little fantasy, and little learning.
Furthermore, that one poet, as one bull, sufficeth for two parishes,
and that where they are stuck too close together they are apt to
fire, like haystacks. I have known it myself; I have had my
malignants and scoffers."
WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE.
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