of love (CIX.), he will never wander again (cx.); and his past faults were partly caused by his temptations as a player (CXI.); he cares for no blame and no praise now except thofe of his friend (CXII.). Once more he is abfent from his friend (Fourth Absence?), but full of loving thought of him (CXIII. CXIV.). Love has grown and will grow yet more (cxv.). Love is uncon- querable by Time (cxvI.). 2 uninfluenced by fortune (CXXIV.); nor is it founded on external beauty of form or face, but is fimple love for love's fake (cxxv.). Will is ftill young and fair, yet he should remember that the end must come at laft (cxxvI.). Thus the series of poems addreffed to his friend clofes gravely with thoughts of love and death. The Sonnets may be divided at pleasure into many smaller groups, but I find it poffible to go on without interruption from I. to XXXII.; from XXXIII. to XLII.; from XLIII. to LXXIV. ; from LXXV. to xcvi.; from XCVII. to XCIX.; from c. to cXXVI.1 I do not here attempt to trace a continuous fequence in the Sonnets addreffed to the darkhaired woman CXXVII.-CLIV.; I doubt whether fuch continuous fequence is to be found in them; but in the Notes fome points of connexion between fonnet and fonnet are pointed out. 1 Perhaps there is a break at LVIII. The most careful ftudies of the fequence of the Sonnets are Mr. Furnivall's in his preface to the Leopold Shakspere, and Mr. Spalding's in The Gentleman's Magazine, March 1878. 1 L If Shakfpere unlocked his heart' in thefe Sonnets, what do we learn from them of that great heart? I cannot answer otherwise than in words of my own formerly written. 'In the Sonnets we recognise three things: that Shakspere was capable of measureless personal devotion; that he was tenderly sensitive, sensitive above all to every diminution or alteration of that love his heart fo eagerly craved; and that, when wronged, although he suffered anguish, he transcended his private injury, and learned to forgive. . . . The errors of his heart originated in his fenfitiveness, in his imagination (not at first inured to the hardness of fidelity to the fa&), in his quick consciousness of existence, and in the self-abandoning devotion of his heart.) There are some noble lines by Chapman in which he pictures to himself the life of great energy, enthusiasms and passions, which for ever stands upon the edge of utmost danger, and yet for ever remains in absolute security : ... Give me a Spirit that on this life's rough fea Loves to have his fails fill'd with a lufty wind Even till his fail-yards tremble, his mafts crack, Such a mafter-spirit, preffing forward under ftrained canvas was Shakspere. If the ship dipped and drank water, she rose again; and at length we behold her within view of her haven failing under a large, calm wind, not without tokens of stress of weather, but if battered, yet unbroken by the waves'. The laft plays of Shakspere, The Tempeft, Cymbeline, Winter's Tale, Henry VIII., illuminate the Sonnets and justify the moral genius of their writer, I thank Profeffor Atkinson for help given in reading the proof-sheets of my Introduction; Mr. W. J. Craig, for illuftrations of obsolete words; Mr. Furnivall, for hints given from time to time in our difcuffion by letter of the grouping of the Sonnets. Mr. Edmund Goffe and Dr. Grofart, for the loan of valuable books; Mr. Halliwell-Phillipps, for a note on the date of Lintott's reprint; Mr. Hart, for several ingenious fuggeftions; Dr. Ingleby, for some guidance in the matter of Shakspere portraiture; and Mr. L. C. Purser, for translations of the Greek epigrams connected with Sonnets CLIII., CLIV. |