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I finally have the opportunity to comment on Anti-Stratfordians! It gets me every time that Mark Rylance is an Anti-Stratfordian! Yes, Mark Rylance, as in ‘former creative director of Shakespeares Globe’ Mark Rylance. I can’t watch anything he’s in without my brain just going ‘doesn’t believe WS was real’.

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Derek Jacobi too!

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What a fantastic piece to read first thing this morning. Am so grabbing all the books! Thank you!

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I'm reading YOUNG QUEENS OF THE RENAISSANCE and your history of Catherine de Medici is A LOT BETTER. I've checked out McMyne's first book and requested her second!

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I have never been able to relate to Shakespeare until this interview. The conversation between the two of you makes me wish I had paid more attention in high school. Hilarious ... and interesting.

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Okay, for me, Shakespeare is maybe only half a dirtbag. Anyone who could write the following, a scene I regard as the greatest in the history of theater, cannot be considered a full-blooded dirtbag. No, it cannot, because it appeals so deeply to my inner 11 year old scatalogical self:

The Two Gentlemen of Verona

Act 4, Scene 4

LANCE:

When a man's servant shall play the cur with him,

look you, it goes hard: one that I brought up of a

puppy; one that I saved from drowning, when three or

four of his blind brothers and sisters went to it.

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I have taught him, even as one would say precisely,

'thus I would teach a dog.' I was sent to deliver

him as a present to Mistress Silvia from my master;

and I came no sooner into the dining-chamber but he

steps me to her trencher and steals her capon's leg:

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O, 'tis a foul thing when a cur cannot keep himself

in all companies! I would have, as one should say,

one that takes upon him to be a dog indeed, to be,

as it were, a dog at all things. If I had not had

more wit than he, to take a fault upon me that he did,

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I think verily he had been hanged for't; sure as I

live, he had suffered for't; you shall judge. He

thrusts me himself into the company of three or four

gentlemanlike dogs under the duke's table: he had

not been there—bless the mark!—a pissing while, but

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all the chamber smelt him. 'Out with the dog!' says

one: 'What cur is that?' says another: 'Whip him

out' says the third: 'Hang him up' says the duke.

I, having been acquainted with the smell before,

knew it was Crab, and goes me to the fellow that

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whips the dogs: 'Friend,' quoth I, 'you mean to whip

the dog?' 'Ay, marry, do I,' quoth he. 'You do him

the more wrong,' quoth I; ''twas I did the thing you

wot of.' He makes me no more ado, but whips me out

of the chamber. How many masters would do this for

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his servant? Nay, I'll be sworn, I have sat in the

stocks for puddings he hath stolen, otherwise he had

been executed; I have stood on the pillory for geese

he hath killed, otherwise he had suffered for't.

Thou thinkest not of this now. Nay, I remember the

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trick you served me when I took my leave of Madam

Silvia: did not I bid thee still mark me and do as I

do? When didst thou see me heave up my leg and make

water against a gentlewoman's farthingale? Didst

thou ever see me do such a trick?

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Yay Mary McMyne!

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