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John Ford - Edited With An Introduction And Notes
John Ford - Edited With An Introduction And Notes Author:John Ford With an Introduction by ED U G N o s D s . NERO AND OTHER PLAYS. E dited by H. P. HORNE , C . TVEBSTEK CYRIL TOURNEUR. Edited by J. A. Svnro ns. IVYCHERLEY. Edited by V. C. WARD. FORD. Edited by HAVELOCK E LLIS. BEN JONSON t j vols.. Edited by BRIXSI. EYN ICHOLSON2 nd C. H. HERFORD. OTWAY. Edited by the H o n . R o u e N OEL. THOBfAS HEY WOO 2 v... more »olr. Edited by J. 4. S v n r o ansd A. W. VERITY. SHADWELL. Edited by GBORGE SAINTSBUKY. THE PARSONS IVEDDIXG AND OTHER PLAYS. dited by IFr. C. WARD an d A. Fr. VERITY. ARDEN OF FEVERSHABI, and other Plays attributed to SHAKESPEAR Ed E it . e d by ARWIUR S VNOSS. - DKYDEN 2 vols. Edited by R. GARNETT. CFIAPAIAN 2 vols. Edited by BRINSLEYX ICHOLSON an d TTT. G. STOSE. ETHEREDGE SEDLEY. Edited by A. SYAIONS. . yONflT FORD. the drowning heart below, and all is silence. He is rich in those vords and lines of sweet and subtle music- Parthenophil is lost, and I would see him For he is like to something I remember, S X great while since, a long, locg tim - e ago. When we think of Ford we think ofSGiovanni and Annabella, passionate children who had given the world for love of the childish sophistry with which they justified themselves, and of their last marvellous dialogue through which pierced a vague sense of guilt-a lurid shadow cast from the world they had contemned. We think of that Bianca she that owned the poor style of Duchess who had thrown spch scorn on her lover that he vowed , never to speak to her again of unlawful love, and who comes to him in his sleep the night after, unclad and alone, in the last abandonment of passion. We think of Flavia in Thc i ir rcri sC hlrsfc alto Noble, coldly clismissing her first husband with the one sign of tenderness as she turns at length to her new husband -U Beshrcw t, the brit o f your hat S ruck i , n mine eye. We think of Calantha, still gracious and calm in the festive dance, as the leaden messages of awful death are shot at slow intervals in her ear, - her father, her friend, hpr lover,-still gracious ancl calm until l t r duties are e-nded. When one news straight came liuddling on another, Of death and death and death still I danced forward But it struck home, and here, and in an instant. They are the silent griefs which cut the heart-striugs Let me die smiling. Ford is the most modern of the tribe to whom he belonged. When Shelley in his last days began a new drama, of which only fragments remain, he reproduced with added sweetness the tones and cadences of Fords verse and the writers to-day who seek, and in vain, to revive our ancient drama on its old lines, instinctively ally themselves with Ford. When we enumerate his great qualities we are enumerating the qualities which make him an ineffectual drd-matist. Not vithstaqding the ungrudging admiration of his relatives, legal friends, and fellow dramatists, and the generally well received report of the outside public, he could at no time have been a really popular playhvright and with the exception of Perk FVizrbcck his plays have probably never been represented in more recent times. H. e was a seilsitive observer who had meditated deeply on the springs of human action, especially in women. Of none of his felloivs, even the greatest of them, can we say this...« less