This viler thief’s unsuffocated breath!
We’ll search thy glossary, Shakespeare! whence almost,
And whence alone, some name shall be reveal’d
For this deaf drudge, to whom no length of years
Sufficed to catch the music of the spheres;
Whose soul is carrion now,—too mean to yield
Some Starveling’s ninth allotment of a ghost.
Academy, 15 Feb. 1871.[185:1] Collected Works. Ed. W. M. Rossetti. 1886, vol. i. p. 285.