"Recognize thyself in the mirror of thine own truthfulness; -- exclaims Shakespeare to his inner being. -- Acknowledge the admirable beauty of thine ego: -- Thou beguilest the world, mankind; a mother (Art) is deprived by thee of an effective, abundant fructification, if thou give not from thee thy imaginings, if thou permit thy intellectual essence to pass away. What sphere of human activity, what province of science, or of art would have been too high to be mastered by his capacities? His mother's (Nature's) glass is his genius: -- In that she calls back the lovely April of her prime. And when the bright eyes of thy youth shall have become glazed (this may refer to the classic period of Grecian literature and art); -- then wilt thou be enabled to see in thy works this thy golden time. But if thou live without the ambition of being remembered, -- die unwedded (to Art) and thine image (thine imaginings) will die with thee." (A Key to Shakespeare's Sonnets, p. 24.)