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This is the story of the greatest genius the American stage has ever known. It is the story of a man who knew peaks of personal triumph and depths of personal desolation, the story of a character-sweet, generous and strong. Central to them all is the man whom millions idolized-and only a handful knew; the actor whose voice could send a thrill through the most worldly as well as the most lowly; the human being who, after Lincoln's assassination, never again mentioned the name of his ill-starred brother, but in whose bedroom until the day of his death the picture of John Wilkes Booth still hun… (meer)
Informatie afkomstig uit de Engelse Algemene Kennis.Bewerk om naar jouw taal over te brengen.
My father, in his habit as he liv'd. Hamlet, Act III, scene 4
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For Katherine Coldwell
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Author's Note: Edwin Booth made two recordings in 1890, but for some time I was half afraid to hear them - afraid that Booth's voice and style might not measure up to the enthusiastic descriptions I had at second hand.
Late in the 1840's a middle-aged man and a boy, the one obviously in the care of the other, could be seen occasionally weaving through the streets of one of the eastern cities, New York or Philadelphia or Richmond.
Citaten
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After the clergyman finished speaking, even after the grave was filled, many in the group around it lingered, thoughtful of a moment, while the sun dropped behind the Belmont Hills.
This is the story of the greatest genius the American stage has ever known. It is the story of a man who knew peaks of personal triumph and depths of personal desolation, the story of a character-sweet, generous and strong. Central to them all is the man whom millions idolized-and only a handful knew; the actor whose voice could send a thrill through the most worldly as well as the most lowly; the human being who, after Lincoln's assassination, never again mentioned the name of his ill-starred brother, but in whose bedroom until the day of his death the picture of John Wilkes Booth still hun