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Title: Sylvie and Bruno
Year: 1889 (1880s)
Authors: Carroll, Lewis, 1832-1898 Furniss, Harry, 1854-1925
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Publisher: London Macmillan
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
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consider how this could best beproved. And here, with all possible deferenceto Bruno as a Shakespearian critic, I mustexpress my opinion that the poet did not meanhis three great tragic heroes to be so strangelyalike in their personal habits ; nor do I believethat he would have accepted the faculty ofturning head-over-heels as any proof at all ofroyal descent. Yet it appeared that KingLear, after deep meditation, could think of noother argument by which to prove his kingship:and, as this was the last of the Bits ofShakespeare (We never do more than three,Sylvie explained in a whisper), Bruno gave theaudience quite a long series of somersaultsbefore he finally retired, leaving the enrapturedFrogs all crying out More ! More ! which Isuppose was their way of encoring a perform-ance. But Bruno wouldnt appear again, tillthe proper time came for telling the Story. When he appeared at last in his ;r«/character,I noticed a remarkable chanQ:e in his behaviour* XXIV) THE FROGS BIRTHDAY-TREAT.
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374 SVLVIK AND BRUNO. lie tried no more somersaults. It was clearlyhis opinion that, however suitable the habit ofturniuL^- hoad-ovcr-hccls mii^dit be to such pettyindividuals as Mamlct and King Lear, it wouldnever do for Bntno to sacrifice his dignity tosuch an extent. But it was equally clear thathe did not feel entirely at his ease, standing allalone on the stage, with no costume to disguisehim: and though he began, several times, • There were a Mouse , he kept glancing up and down, and on all sides, as if in search ofmore comfortable quarters from which to tellthe Story. Standing on one side of the stage,and partly overshadowing it, was a tall fox-glove, which seemed, as the evening breezegently swayed it hither and thither, to offerexactly the sort of accommodation that theorator desired. Having once decided on hisquarters, it needed only a second or two forhim to run up the stem like a tiny squirrel, andto seat himself astride on the topmost bend,where the fairy-bells clustere

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