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  • Title: Prefatory Materials (Folio 1, 1664)

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    Author: Ben Jonson
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    Prefatory Materials (Folio 1, 1664)

    To the Memory of the deceased Authour

    SHakespeare, at length thy pious Fellows give
    The World thy Works: thy Works, by which, out-live
    Thy Tomb, thy Name must: when that
    stone is rent
    And Time dissolves thy Stratford Monument,
    Here we alive shall view thee still. This Book,
    When Brass and Marble fade, shall make thee look
    Fresh to all Ages: when Posteritie
    Shall loathe what's new; think all is prodigie
    That is not Shakespear's; ev'ry Line, each Verse
    Here shall revive, redeem thee from thy Herse.
    Nor Fire, nor cankring Age, as Naso said,
    Of his, thy wit-fraught Book shall once invade.
    Nor shall I e're believe, or think thee dead
    (Though mist) until our bankrout Stage be sped
    (Impossible) with some new strain t' out-do
    Passions of Juliet, and her Romeo;
    Or till I hear a Scene more nobly take,
    Than when thy halfe-sword parlying Yeomans spake
    Till these, till any of thy Volumes rest
    Shall with more fire, more feeling be exprest,
    Be sure, our Shakespeare, thou canst never die,
    But crown'd with Lawrell, live eternally.
    L. Digges.