An inquiry into the authenticity of various pictures and prints, which ... have been offered to the public as portraits of Shakespeare1824 |
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... Cornelius Jansen , engraved by Mr. C. Turner , from the original Picture in the possession of His Grace the Duke of ... Cornelius } Jansen PAGE 1 9 25 39 60 66 81 113 123 155 188 INTRODUCTION . THE interest excited by our greatest poet ...
... Cornelius Jansen , engraved by Mr. C. Turner , from the original Picture in the possession of His Grace the Duke of ... Cornelius } Jansen PAGE 1 9 25 39 60 66 81 113 123 155 188 INTRODUCTION . THE interest excited by our greatest poet ...
Strana 63
... complexion , and esta- blished features of the great poet of England . Of Torquato Tasso , indeed , it bears more than a slight look ; and struck an accomplished friend SHAKSPEARE , BY CORNELIUS JANSEN . ANNO 1610 , ÆTAT 63.
... complexion , and esta- blished features of the great poet of England . Of Torquato Tasso , indeed , it bears more than a slight look ; and struck an accomplished friend SHAKSPEARE , BY CORNELIUS JANSEN . ANNO 1610 , ÆTAT 63.
Strana 63
James Boaden. SHAKSPEARE , BY CORNELIUS JANSEN . ANNO 1610 , ÆTAT . 46 . In the year 1770 , the play of King Lear was published by White , in Fleet - street , as a specimen of what the Editor intended with respect to the whole of ...
James Boaden. SHAKSPEARE , BY CORNELIUS JANSEN . ANNO 1610 , ÆTAT . 46 . In the year 1770 , the play of King Lear was published by White , in Fleet - street , as a specimen of what the Editor intended with respect to the whole of ...
Strana 66
... Cornelius Jansen, engraved Turner, from the original Picture the possession of His Grace the Duke of So-
... Cornelius Jansen, engraved Turner, from the original Picture the possession of His Grace the Duke of So-
Strana 67
... Cornelius Jansen , of which indeed even the print exhibited suf- ficient evidence . The late Mr. Steevens , speak- ing of the fortunate possessor of this picture , says , that he " was not disposed to forgive the writer who observed ...
... Cornelius Jansen , of which indeed even the print exhibited suf- ficient evidence . The late Mr. Steevens , speak- ing of the fortunate possessor of this picture , says , that he " was not disposed to forgive the writer who observed ...
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