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be. So in the future, the sister of the past, I may see myself
as I sit here now but by reflection from that which then I
shall be.
Drummond of Hawthornden helped you at that stile.

—Yes, Mr Best said youngly. I feel Hamlet quite
young. The bitterness might be from the father but the
passages with Ophelia are surely from the son.
Has the wrong sow by the lug. He is in my father. I am
in his son.
—That mole is the last to go, Stephen said, laughing.
John Eglinton made a nothing pleasing mow.
—If that were the birthmark of genius, he said, genius
would be a drug in the market. The plays of Shakespeare’s
later years which Renan admired so much breathe another
spirit.
—The spirit of reconciliation, the quaker librarian
breathed.
—There can be no reconciliation, Stephen said, if there
has not been a sundering.
Said that.
—If you want to know what are the events which cast
their shadow over the hell of time of King Lear, Othello,
Hamlet, Troilus and Cressida, look to see when and how the
shadow lifts. What softens the heart of a man, shipwrecked

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