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Globe: Life in Shakespeare's London

Arnold , Catharine

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Introduction

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Chapter One London , the Flower of Cities All

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Chapter Two A Fellowship of Players 1558 â€" 1576

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This extract, from the prologue or ‘induction’

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Chapter Three The First Theatre in London 1576 â€" 1588

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they saw an open stage crossing one end of the circle,

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Chapter Four The Upstart Crow 1588 â€" 1592

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Chapter Six All The World’s a Stage 1594 â€" 1599

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Chapter Seven The Great Globe Itself 1599 â€" 1601

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Latin motto totus mundus agit histrionem

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Chapter Eight Gunpowder , Treason and Plot 1601 â€" 1608

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Chapter Nine Chimes at Midnight 1608 â€" 1644

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lose

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Chapter Ten The Globe Reborn 1919 â€" 2014

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