Sons and Authors in Elizabethan England

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University of Delaware Press, 2004 - Language Arts & Disciplines - 197 pages
This study examines the lives and works of three Elizabethan authors - John Lyly, Philip Sidney, and Robert [Illegible] - in order to trace an important transition in authorship at an historical moment in England. In sixteenth-century England poetry (in Sidney's inclusive sense of all fiction) was juvenilin - a youthful exercise that one gave up as one [Illegible] one's place in the world as a responsible adult. There was consequently something of a stigma to writing fiction as an adult, and the notion of a career as a writer of poetry or fiction was virtually inconceivable, It is the purpose of this study to suggest how such a career finally became conceivable at this historical moment by examining the ways each of these authors managed to negotiate a relationship to writing that enabled them to mature into adulthood, not only without relinquishing their writing, but actually by means of the self-[Illegible] and social interaction enabled by that writing.

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What thing so precious as wit? John Lylys Euphues Works
28
I would faine serve John Lylys Career at Court
47
I call it praise to suffer tyrannie Sidneys Anti Courtly Works
65
4 To serve your prince by an honest dissimulation The New Arcadia as a Defense of Poetry
89
He who cannot dissemble cannot live Robert Greenes Romances
112
I may terme my selfe a writer ConyCatchers and Greenes Defense of Poetry
127
Through the Looking Glass
149
Notes
157
Bibliography
187
Index
195
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