Samuel Ireland - Works

Works

  • A Picturesque Tour through Holland, Brabant, and part of France made in the Autumn of 1789, London, 1790. Volume 1 at Google; Volume 2 at Google.
  • Picturesque Views on the River Thames, 1792, 2 vols., 2nd ed. 1800-1. volume 1 and volume 2 at Google.
  • Picturesque Views on the River Medway, 1793, 1 volume.
  • Graphic Illustrations of Hogarth, 1794.
  • Picturesque Views on the Upper, or Warwickshire Avon, 1795, 1 volume.
  • Miscellaneous Paper and Legal Instruments under the Hand and Seal of William Shakespeare, including the Tragedy of King Lear and a Small Fragment of Hamlet, from the Original Manuscripts in the Possession of Samuel Ireland, London, 1796.
  • Mr. Ireland's Vindication of His Conduct Respecting the Publication of the Supposed Shakspeare MSS., London, 1796.
  • An Investigation of Mr. Malone's Claim to the Character of Scholar or Critic, Being an Examination of His Inquiry into the Authenticity of the Shakespeare MSS., 1797.
  • Picturesque Views on the River Wye, 1797, 1 volume.
  • Picturesque Views, with an Historical Account of the Inns of Court in London and Westminster, 1800.
  • Picturesque Views on the River Severn (2 vols.), with colored lithographs, after drawings by Ireland, and descriptions by T. Harral, 1824.

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