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Silver Street

Here, if you will, your fancy may destroy
This house before you and see flaming down
To ashes and to mysteries the old town
Where Shakespeare was a lodger for Mountjoy;

Here played the mighty child who for his toy
Must have the world – king, wizard, sage and clown,
Queen, fiend and trollop – and with no more renown,
May be, than friends and envy might annoy.

And in this little grave-yard, if you will,
He stands again, as often long ago
He stood considering what it signified.

We may have doubted, or be doubting still –
But wether it be all so, or all not so,
One has to walk up Wood Street from Cheapside.