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Thus while I wondering pause o'er Shakspeare's page,
I mark in visions of delight the sage,
High o'er the wrecks of man who stands sublime;
A column in the melancholy waste,
(Its cities humbled and its glories past)
Majestic 'mid the solitude of time.
Shakspeare is the Homer of the English; he is altogether national.— In spite of philosophy and new views, the change of manners and the progress of knowledge, he reigns in the heart of the literature of his country. VILLEMAIN.
IN FOURTEEN VOLUMES.
ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL.
TAMING OF THE SHREW.
L. A. LEWIS, 125, FLEET STREET.