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THREE IMPROMPTUS ON THE ROOM IN WHICH SHAKESPEARE WAS BORN.
Here wast thou born! Immortal Shakespeare! here!
“No matter where!”—thy fame is just as dear
To freemen on the mighty Hudson's side
As where the Avon's crystal waters glide:—
No town, no realm, no hemisphere can claim
A bard like thee, of universal fame!—
As ancient Bethlehem had sure blasphemed,
To claim the glory of a world redeemed!
“No matter where!”—thy fame is just as dear
To freemen on the mighty Hudson's side
As where the Avon's crystal waters glide:—
No town, no realm, no hemisphere can claim
A bard like thee, of universal fame!—
As ancient Bethlehem had sure blasphemed,
To claim the glory of a world redeemed!
This little room the place of Shakespeare's birth!
Of him whose deathless glory fills the earth!
Perish the fiction!—that immortal mind,
By walls nor limits could not be confined:—
'T was born in Heaven, and merely paused awhile,
To take a robe of flesh from Britain's isle.
Of him whose deathless glory fills the earth!
Perish the fiction!—that immortal mind,
By walls nor limits could not be confined:—
'T was born in Heaven, and merely paused awhile,
To take a robe of flesh from Britain's isle.
Born in this room!—that I deny:—
I'd life and honor pawn,
That one like him, who can not die,
Could never have been born!
I'd life and honor pawn,
That one like him, who can not die,
Could never have been born!
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