UC-NRLF B 3 SbH fiSS Shakespeare OR Bacon \ ? SIR THEODORE MARTIN, K.C.B, WILLIAM BLACKWOOD AND SONS EDINBURGH AND LONDON A SHAKESPEAKE OE BACON? SHAKESPEAEE OR BACON? SIR THEODOEE MAETIN, K.C.B. REPRINTED FROM ' BLACKWOOD'S MAGAZINE ' WITH ADDITIONS WILLIAM BLACKWOOD A:ND SONS EDINBURGH AND LONDON MDCCCLXXXVIII f32f SHAKESPEAEE OE BACON? " How one starts at the conjunction of the names of Bacon and Shakespeare ! And how strange it seems that no other than a casual conjunction of their names should seem to exist, or should yet have been dis- covered ! " So wrote Sir Henry Taylor (27th August 1870) to Mr James Spedding, adding an expression of his surprise that two of the world's greatest men should have lived at the same time and in the same city without to all appearance having known each other, or " leaving some mark and token of the knowledge." In his reply, four days afterwards, Mr Spedding says : " I see nothing surprising in the fact — for I take it to be a fact — that Bacon knew nothing about Shakespeare, and that he knew nothing of Bacon except his political writings and his popular reputation as a rising lawyer, of which there is no reason to suppose that he was A SHAKESPEARE OR BACON? ignorant. Why should Bacon have known more of Shakespeare than you do of Mark Lemon, or Planche, or Morton ? , . . I have no reason to think that Bacon had ever seen or read anything of Shakespeare's composition. * Venus and Adonis ' and the ' Eape of Lucrece ' are the most likely ; but one can easily imagine his reading them, and not caring to read any- thing else by the same hand." ^ The study of a lifetime, devoted with enthusiasm to a scrutiny of the writings and character of Bacon, and guided by the light of a fine critical faculty and a profound acquaintance with not only Shakespeare but with every great English writer of the era of Elizabeth and James, gives to these words of Mr Spedding a weight beyond that of any writer of mark who has dealt with this question before or since. No one can say of him, that he did not know the literary character- istics of both Bacon and Shakespeare with all conceiv- able thoroughness. Neither can it be questioned, that he of all men is entitled to speak with authority not only of what Bacon could do or could not do as an author, but also of what was possible for him to have done, consistently with the occupations and necessities of his life. This being so, when he states his convic- ^ Sir Henry Taylor's Correspondence, pp. 306, 307. London : 1888. SHAKESPEARE OR BACON? 3 tioii that in all probability Bacon never read, nor even cared to read, the poems and dramas ascribed to Shake- speare, the mass of intelligent and cultivated students of our great poet will be disposed to adopt his opinion as conclusive. Who so likely as he to know what were Bacon's gifts, what his literary tastes, or to find in his austere and unemotional temperament no affinity to, or even sympathy with, the genius to which we owe the poems and the dramas which, as time has proved, were the noblest outcome of the literary activity of his age ? Nevertheless a creed directly at variance with that of Mr Spedding has sprung up in these last years. Its adherents, if not numerous, are at all events energetic, and so adventurous in assertion that they have created uneasiness in the minds of many who, loving Shake- speare, have yet never made themselves familiar with the ascertained facts of his life. To brmg these facts and the general argument as to his right to the author- ship — acknowledged in his lifetime, and ever since — shortly before readers of this class, seemed not unde- sirable, enabling them, as it will do, to justify the faith that is in them as to the Shakespearian authorship of the poems, the sonnets, and the plays. For very many, such an essay is of course superfluous ; and the Baconian heresy, they may think, might well be SHAKESPEAEE OR BACON? allowed to wear itself out, like other heresies, from inherent weakness. But there is a large class who, having no foundation for their belief but inherited tra- dition, will not be sorry to learn on how sure a basis that belief may be rested. For them the following pages are written. Bacon, in his second and last will, dated 19th De- cember 1625, made an appeal to the charitable judg- ment of after times in these words — " For my name and memory I leave it to men's charitable speeches, and to foreign notions, and the next ages." He might well do so. The doubtful incidents of a shifty and in some particulars by no means exemplary life he might fairly suppose would be but little known to foreign nations and to men of future centuries. Time, to use his own words in a letter to Sir Humphrey May in 1625, would "have turned envy to pity;" and what was blameworthy in his life would, in any case, be judged lightly by posterity, in their gratitude for the treasures of profound observation and thought with which his name would be identified. " It is reason," as he writes in his essay " Of Nobility," that " the memory of men's virtues remain to their posterity, and their SHAKESPEAEE OR BACON? faults die with themselves." Bacon died a few months after making his will, on the 9th of April 1626. 'No author probably ever set greater store upon the produce of his brain, or was at more pains to see that it was neither mangled nor misrepresented by careless printing or editing. Neither is there the slightest reason to believe that he did not take good care, — nay, on the contrary, that he was not at especial pains to ensure, — that the world sliould be informed of every- thing he had written, which he deemed worthy to be preserved. Observe what care he took of his writings in the sentences of his will next to those above quoted. " As to that durable part of my memory, which consisteth in my luorhs and writings, I desire my executors, and especially Sir John Constable and my very good friend Mr Bosville, to take care that of all my writings, both of English and of Latin, there may be books fair bound, and placed in the King's library, and in the library of the University of Cambridge, and in the library of Trinity College, where myself was bred, and in the library of the University of Oxonford, and in the library of my Lord of Canterbury, and in the library of Eaton." ^ Two years before Bacon made his final will, the first or 1623 folio of Shakespeare's plays was published, ^ Spedding's Life and Lettei's of Bacon, vol. vii. p. 539. 6 SHAKESPEARE OR BACON? with the followmg title-page : " Mr William Shake- speare's Comedies, Histories, and Tragedies; Published according to the True Originall Copies. London : Printed hy Isaac Jaggard and Ed. Blount. 1623." It was a portly volume of nearly a thousand pages, and must have taken many months, probably the best part of a year, to set up in types and get printed off. The printing of similar folios in those days was marked by anything but exemplary accuracy. But this volume abounds to such excess in typographical flaws of every kind, that the only conclusion in regard to it which can be drawn is, that the printing was not superin- tended by any one competent to discharge the duty of the printing-house "reader" of the present day, but was suffered to appear with " all the imperfections on its head," which distinguish "proof-sheets" as tliey issue from the hands of careless or illiterate composi- tors. Most clearly the proof-sheets of this volume had never been read by any man of literary skill, still less by any man capable of rectifying a blundered text. In this respect the book offers a marked contrast to the text of Bacon's Works, printed in his own time, which were revised and re-revised till they were brouglit up to a finished perfection.^ ^ lu partial proof of this, it is only necessary to refer to the Notes appended by Mr Aldis Wright to his admirable edition of the Essays, SHAKESPEARE OR BACON? Down to the year 1856 the world was content to accept as truth the statement of the folio of 1623, that it contained the plays of Mr William Shakespeare " ac- cording to the true original copies." To the two pre- ceding centuries and a half the marvel of Shakespeare's genius had been more or less vividly apparent. His contemporaries had acknowledged it ; and as the years went on, and under reverent study that marvel became more deeply felt, men were content to find the solution of it in the fact, that the birth of these masterpieces of dramatic writing was due — only in a higher degree — to the same heaven-sent inspiration to which great sculp- tors, painters, warriors, and statesmen owe their pre- eminence. How often has it been seen that men of genius, without the long and painful culture of school teaching, have, amid the bustle of active life, by pro- miscuous reading, by intercourse with their fellow-men, by quick and almost unconscious intuition, acquired with marvellous ease great stores of knowledge, which they have brought to bear upon and to illustrate the conceptions of their imagination and fancy ! Knowing this, men would not set a limit to " the gifts that God gives," or see anything more strange in the prodigality published by Macmillan & Co. in 1862. So sensitive about accuracy and finish was Bacon, that he transcribed, altering as he wrote, his ' Novum Organum ' twelve, and his ' Advancement of Leai-ning ' seven times. SHAKESPEABE OE BACOX ? of power in obserradoii; in feeling, in hnmoor, in thoogbt, and in e3:pressi i~ I.- i-J l-TT 1 — '— •naisa.TT'B s.iainf> mm naTnliTT ara^^ MxiRTIN AT LLANGOLLEN. J I EODOKE Martin presided at a Primrose b ; monstratiou at Llangollen last evening, and j» I led with great cheermg. He said the year [ tassed since they last met had been an eventful [ for Europe and our own Kingdom. No . ow could have fallen upon Europe than the , the three-mouths German Emperor — a " whom all who knew him looked for- contidence and hope as a guarantee for J e of Europe, and for the liberties advancement of his people (cheers). What- i may have said of him who liked not his liberal views, and to whom his well-known for the toiling masses of his subjects was dis- is people knew that in him they had a friend ; showed that they did so by the endearing • gave him, " Our own Fritz." It was a 1 went home to the hearts of us on this side innel, for it told of the same feeling among uic friends as that which stirred within our |t hen we thought of our own Queeu, and all ^ ess proofs she had given that, while the safety ir of her dominions had never suffered and Id suffer iu her hands, the daily well-being and t those of her subjects whose lot in life was rere ever present to her heart (applause), immediate future of Europe was to be would eatly upon the young Emperor William ; i uld not believe that the policy and career of ^ ad been so rarely blest in the training and i f such a father, and not less of such a mother, otherwise than worthy of the race whose jlish as well as German, flowed in his veins No braver or better soldier than his father 1 army to victory, or looked death iu the face battle field. But, like all the greatest he held war in horror, for, to borrow the m Shakespeare, he was As full of kindness as of valour — |Princely in both." aid his sword have been drawn in a war of . Never would he have lent his aid to those Id seek, to rob a nation of its iude- 3r to impose upon it a Govern- tnst which its instincts rebelled. It was ti a cause alone that war in Europe ; but if the young Emperor William would the principles of his parents, what Power iture to force such a warr* The German yould find Austria and Italy ranged by his sistance to any disturber of the peace of and if a crisis should arise, the voice of rould of a surety be raised in the same strain. all that had been said and done, England a potential voice wherever and whenever sts of Europe and of civilisation were at !ers). That it has been potential in the due to the fact that her arm was many a victory by sea and land through had proved. Nor was she of a mind ^i a>e&icate& bu permission to 1ber /IDost C5racious flftajestt tbc Queen. ON SOME OF SHAKESPEARE'S FEMALE CHARACTERS. IN A SERIES OF LETTERS. Bv HELENA FAUCIT, LADY MARTIN. A Third and Cheaper Edition. 8vo, ys. 6d. "This is one of the books we dare hardly criticise We have seldom met with a book which has given us more refined enjoyment as we read, and more original matter for meditation afterwards." — Times. " The book is delightful, full of information and helpful commentary on Shakespeare, while at the same time it reveals to us, in the most effective way, a very lofty and beautiful individuality."— 5r//«/i QuarUrly /Review. " Interspersed with the accounts of the plays in which she has appeared, there are fragments of dramatic autobiography of miich interest and value." — Saturday Review. WILLIAM BL.ACKWOOD & SONS. Edinburgh \nu London. i>K- This book is due on the last H.. ^s_aresub,eatoin^ediaterecaU. (F7763sl0)47CB r/o.-^^^"-^''^' Library CD35315SflT m i