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—
But
Ann
Hathaway
?
Mr
Best
’
s
quiet
voice
said
forgetfully
.
Yes
,
we
seem
to
be
forgetting
her
as
Shakespeare
himself
forgot
her
.
His
look
went
from
brooder
’
s
beard
to
carper
’
s
skull
,
to
remind
,
to
chide
them
not
unkindly
,
then
to
the
baldpink
lollard
costard
,
guiltless
though
maligned
.
—
He
had
a
good
groatsworth
of
wit
,
Stephen
said
,
and
no
truant
memory
.
He
carried
a
memory
in
his
wallet
as
he
trudged
to
Romeville
whistling
The
girl
I
left
behind
me
.
If
the
earthquake
did
not
time
it
we
should
know
where
to
place
poor
Wat
,
sitting
in
his
form
,
the
cry
of
hounds
,
the
studded
bridle
and
her
blue
windows
.
That
memory
,
Venus
and
Adonis
,
lay
in
the
bedchamber
of
every
light
-
of
-
love
in
London
.
Is
Katharine
the
shrew
illfavoured
?
Hortensio
calls
her
young
and
beautiful
.
Do
you
think
the
writer
of
Antony
and
Cleopatra
,
a
passionate
pilgrim
,
had
his
eyes
in
the
back
of
his
head
that
he
chose
the
ugliest
doxy
in
all
Warwickshire
to
lie
withal
?
Good
:
he
left
her
and
gained
the
world
of
men
.
But
his
boywomen
are
the
women
of
a
boy
.
Their
life
,
thought
,
speech
are
lent
them
by
males
.
He
chose
badly
?
He
was
chosen
,
it
seems
to
me
.
If
others
have
their
will
Ann
hath
a
way
.
By
cock
,
she
was
to
blame
.
She
put
the
comether
on
him
,
sweet
and
twentysix
.
The
greyeyed
goddess
who
bends
over
the
boy
Adonis
,
stooping
to
conquer
,
as
prologue
to
the
swelling
act
,
is
a
boldfaced
Stratford
wench
who
tumbles
in
a
cornfield
a
lover
younger
than
herself
.
And
my
turn
?
When
?
Come
!
—
Ryefield
,
Mr
Best
said
brightly
,
gladly
,
raising
his
new
book
,
gladly
,
brightly
.
He
murmured
then
with
blond
delight
for
all
:
Between
the
acres
of
the
rye
These
pretty
countryfolk
would
lie
.
Paris
:
the
wellpleased
pleaser
.
