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Grief fills the room up of my absent child,
Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me,
Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words,
Remembers me of all his gracious parts,
Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form.

Constance in King John (William Shakespeare)


6 posted on 03/16/2012 11:51:53 AM PDT by SunkenCiv (I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.)
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To: SunkenCiv
Written, IIRC, shortly after the death of Shakespeare's young son Hamnet.

He put a lot of himself into his work. In Hamlet, I think he is reflected best in Horatio rather than in the Prince himself.

13 posted on 03/16/2012 12:52:51 PM PDT by ExGeeEye (Islam: a transnational fascist government that demands worship.)
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