William Winter (author) - Works

Works

His writings include:

  • The Convent, and other Poems (Boston, 1854)
  • The Queen's Domain, and other Poems (1858)
  • My Witness: a Book of Verse (1871)
  • Sketch of the Life of Edwin Booth (1871)
  • Thistledown: a Book of Lyrics (1878)
  • The Trip to England (1879)
  • Poems: Complete Edition (1881)
  • The Jeffersons (1881)
  • English Rambles and other Fugitive Pieces (Boston, 1884)
  • Henry Irving (1885)
  • The Stage Life of Mary Anderson (1886)
  • Shakespeare's England (1888)
  • Gray Days and Gold (1889)
  • Old Shrines and Ivy (1892)
  • Shadows of the Stage (1892, 1893, and 1894)
  • The Life and art of Edwin Booth (1893)
  • The Life and Art of Joseph Jefferson (1894)
  • Brown Heath and Blue Bells (1896)
  • Ada Rehan (1898)
  • Other Days of the Stage (1908)
  • Old Friends (1909)
  • Poems (1909), definitive author's edition
  • Life and Art of Richard Mansfield (1910)
  • The Wallet of Time (1913)
  • a Life of Tyrone Power (1913)
  • Shakespeare on the Stage (two series, 1911–15)
  • Vagrant Memories (1915)

He has edited, with memoirs and notes:

  • The Poems of George Arnold (Boston, 1866)
  • Life, Stories, and Poems of John Brougham (1881)
  • The Poems and Stories of Fitz-James O'Brien (1881)

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