tion to Shakespeare in after life, and there are few if any of the poetical tributes to his memory that at all approach it.
Like Bulow, I have obtained a reluctant consent from the fair friend to whom we are indebted for the following spirited version, to print it. I trust it is not saying too much to pronounce it worthy of the original; and I cannot but regret that Tieck did not live to see it. It would have gratified him living,—and I have therefore inscribed it to his memory.
S. W. S.
Mickleham,
December 10, 1858.
