23 May 2020

15 May 2020

(577) Are we really to believe that Shakespeare plagiarized?


Consider the Impossible !:
The same iodiomatic Metaphor was used by  3 poets living at the same time:  

Christopher   MARLOWE  --  William    SHAKE-SPEARE   --   Thomas     HEYWOOD


the launching of a Thousand Ships
                                   


THIS FITS THE OBSERVATION:

The great tragic  Epic Poem "Lucrece", by William SHAKESPEARE
appeared as a stage Play "The Rape of Lucrece" (A "True ... Tragedy") by  Thomas HEYWOOD!

Isn't it logic and plausible that the inventor of the poetic metaphor of the crime of
Tarquin against Lucrece was the same [C.M.] who published  his auto-biographical parable or metaphor (his offense as a "Traitor" against the Queen) as a "True ...Tragedie".

                   
                 William Shakespeare                                       Thomas Heywood


Thus,  it seems more logical and plausible to assume, that
The "LAUNCHING OF A THOUSAND SHIPS"
must have originated from one and the same brain .
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Thomas Heywood: The English Traveller"
 Beginning of the Epistle "To the Reader"....


"Thomas Heywood"
Who was this extreme prolific writer? It seems far more likely than that Heywood's two hundred and twenty 220 Plays have completely disappeared, that they still exist, but were written and printed under a great variety of pennames.
Given the high literary level  and the additional informations about Heywood 
the only plausible conclusion remains that Heywood (like Shake-speare) must have belonged
to Marlowe's Pennames!


for some more Details click VIDEO
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Can anyone really imagine that within a few month two
authors (Shakespeare/Heywood) produced such similar contextual ideas?

TEXT-COMPARISONS BETWEEN

Shakespeare's op.1 ,     Venus & Adonis (1593)
and Heywood's op.1     Oenone & Paris (1594



SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS      The first heir of my invention. --.
HEYWOOD  OENONE & PARIS            The first fruits of my endeavours and the maidenhead of my pen. 

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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS     my unpolished lines. -- 
HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS            rude and unpolished. --.

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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS     honoured you with some graver labour
HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS            I may in some other opere magis elaborato

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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS     I leave it . . . to your heart's content. --.
HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS            But, leaving . . . to their heart's content. -

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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS      Stain to all nymphs. – 
HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS             Stain to the nymphs. –

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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS      His louring brows..
HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS             His louring look. – 

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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS        strong-neck'd steed. – 
HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS               stiff-neckt steed. –

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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS        flint-hearted boy. 
HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS               flint-hearted Phrygian.

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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS        She locks her lily fingers one in one. 
HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS              wring my lily fingers in thy fists.. 

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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS       Fie! lifeless picture, cold and senseless stone. 
HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS              A cold and senseless stone . . . such a picture.  

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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS        Cynthia . . . her silver shine. – 
HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS               Cynthia . . . her silver white. –

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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS        Then mightst thou pause, for then I were not for thee; 
                                                                         But having no defects, why dost abhor me
HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS                Disdainful Paris, dost thou then abhor me?                                                                                                                                             What reason hast thou that I am not for thee?

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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS         hath done me double wrong. 
HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS                have done me double wrong. 

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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS        That in each cheek appears a pretty dimple. 
HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS                Ah! those his amorous cheeks with pretty dimples.. 

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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS         new-fall'n snow takes any dint..
 HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS               The melting snows take any deep impression. --

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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS         The grass stoops not, she treads on it so light..
 HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS                The tender grass unhended still shall stand..

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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS       To note the fighting conflict of her hue,
                                                                        How white and red each other did destroy. 
HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS              The white and red were in his face at strife.


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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS       fear through all her sinews spread..
HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS              fear possessed every member. 

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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS      And with his bonnet hides his angry brow. 
HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS              His comely temples shadow'd with his hat. 

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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS       His louring brows o'erwhelming his fair sight,
                                                                        Like misty vapours when they blot the sky. – 
HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS              Look! as the louring clouds deface the skies,
                                                                        So was my face obscured with mine eyes
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SHAKESPEARE VENUS & ADONIS      Even by the stern and direful god of war,
                                                                       Whose sinewy neck in battle ne'er did bow . . .
                                                                       Yet hath he been my captive. --.
HEYWOOD OENONE & PARIS             And he [the god of war], that always foiled where he fighted,
                                                       Hath been e'en captivated.

7 May 2020

(575) We have reached the 20.000 Click Mark (The Marlowe/Shakespeare Authorship)

Some good News!

The YouTube Video 

(an English Summary of the German Book: „The true Shakespeare: Christopher Marlowe„ 5th Edition 2016) 

Der wahre Shakespeare: Christopher Marlowe
(The true Shakespeare:   Christopher Marlowe)
5th Edition 2016  


in these days (2020) will reach  the level

 of 20.000 Clicks.

Let us celebrate that!

                                                                                                (in 2024  --> 40.000  !!)
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VIDEO
(engl.Summary of the german Marlowe- BOOK)


(574) The missing playwright Shakespeare


               Alexander Waugh's  missing playwright Shakespeare





In the Book Palladis Tamia (1598)  the author Francis Meres talks about 2 Lists of the best playwrights for comedies (17)  and for tragedies (12)

Oxfordian Alexander Waugh takes from those 2  Lists the 22 Contemporary playwrights who have been active in the London theater scene before 1598 and who were virtually all
connected to Each Other,  with the  very remarkable exception of Shakespeare, with no contemporary record  whatsoever linking HIM to Anyone 
of those playwrights during his Lifetime.-
And  Yet he is the most famous playwright of his days.-  
I can fully agree with Waugh's observation and explanation
(at the end: It is as if ...
there was  no playwright called William Shakespeare at the time!



There was, however at the time a "true" poet genius, a literary Giant  and playwright superstar in London: ...  who was by no means Edward de Vere, the 17th Earl of Oxford

but unquestionably Christopher Marlowe. 
What a shame: from a certain age onward men (even Alexander Waugh)  can no longer jump over their shadows!
The authorship solution ( A Proposal!) 

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