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  1. What was the Second Best Bed? William Shakespeare signed his Last Will and Testament on 25 March 1616. Anne Shakespeare (nee Hathaway), his wife of 34 years and the mother of his children, was mentioned near the end of the document: “Item I gyve unto my wife my second best bed with the furniture” — Will of William Shakespeare.

  2. Aug 14, 2022 · Why did Shakespeare bequeath his wife a “second-best” bed? One of the Shakespeare myths is that we have proof he despised his wife: when he died, he left her nothing more than “my second-best bed.” The story developed in part because of an early transcription error.

  3. The Second Best Bed - All About Shakespeare's Will. Shakespeare's Last Will and Testament (1616) It appears that in or shortly before January 1616, Shakespeare set out to finalize his last will and testament with the help of his lawyer, Francis Collins of Warwick.

  4. May 24, 2016 · NEW scientific evidence suggests that William Shakespeare’s famous snub to his wife may in fact have been a tender show of love. The world’s greatest playwright only left Anne Hathaway his “second best bed” in his will.

  5. Second-Best Bed” in Historical Perspective Bonner Miller Cutting n his Last Will and Testament, William Shakespeare’s sole bequest to his wife of some thirty-three years was “my second best bed with the furniture.” 1 These words, with their stark simplicity, take people by surprise, and

  6. Jun 30, 2023 · VERDICT: TRUE. Yes, Shakespeare wrote in his last will and testament dated March 25, 1616 that (sic) "Item I gyve unto my wife my second best bed with the furniture". In this case, "furniture" is used to refer to the curtains and bedcover which formed part of the complete bed.

  7. Buying Our Second-Best Bed. Heather Chapman. Mid-January, you decide it’s time. I drive us to Ikea, stereo crackling ABBA. You lie in each bed with hands crossed over chest; I sit curled in artsy metal armchairs and. mispronounce mattress names. Your reflection. pigments the bloated green body of a table lamp.