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Heph. It would better become thee to be more Is it nothing about Venus? courteous, and frame thyself to please.

Apel. No, but something, *' above Verius. Dio. And you better to be less, if you durst Page. Apelles ! Apelles ! look about you, your displease.

shop is on fire. Alex. What dost thou think of the time we Apel. Ay me! if the picture of Campaspé be hare here?

burnt, I am undone. Dio. That we have little, and lose much. Aler. Stay, Apelles, no haste, it is your heart

Aler. If one be sick, what wouldst thou have is on fire, not your shop; and if Campaspe hang him do?

there, I would she were burnt. But have you the Dio. Be sure that he makė not his physician picture of Campaspe? belike you love her well, his heir.

that you care not though all be lost, so she be Alex. If thou mightest have thy will, how much safe. ground would content thee?

Apel. Not lore ber: but your majesty knows Dio. As much as you in the end must be con- that painters in their last works are said to excel tented withal.

themselves; and in this I have so much pleased Aler. What, a world?

:nyself, that the shadow as much delightech me, Dio. No, the length of my body.

being an artisicer, as the substance doth others Alex. Hephestion, shall I be a little pleasant that are amorous. with him?

Aler. You lay your colours grossly; though I Heph. You may; but he will be very perverse could not paint in your shop, I can spy into your

excuse. Be not ashained, A pelles, it is a gentleAlex. 49 It skilleth not, I cannot be angry with man's sport to be in love. Call hither Campaspe. him. Diogenes, I pray thee, what dust thou think Methinks I might have been made privy to your of love?

affection; though my couuse! had not been ne Dio. A little worser than I can of hate. cessary, yet my countenance might bave been Aler. And why?

thought requisite. But Apelles, forsooth, loved Dio. Because it is better to hate the things under hand, yea and under Alexander's nose, and which make to love, than to love the things which - but I say no more. give occasion of hate.

Apel. Apelles loveth not so; but he liveth to Aler. Wby, be not wonien the best creatures do as Alexander will. in the world?

Enter CAMPASPE. Dio. Next men and bees.

Alex. What dost thou dislike chiefly in a wo- Alex. Campaspe, here is news; Apelles is in man?

love with you. Dio. One thing.

Cam. It pleaseth your majesty to say so. Aler. What?

Aler. Hephestion, I will try her tno.-CamDio. That she is a woman.

paspe, for the good qualities I know in Apelles, Alex. In mine opinion thou wert never born of and the virtue I see in you, I am determined you a woman, that thou thinkest so hardly of women. shall enjoy one another. How say you, Campaspe, But now cometh Apelles, who I am sure is as far would you say ay? from thy thoughts, as thou art from his cunning. Cam. Your handmaid must obey, if you come Diogenes, I will have thy cabin removed nearer to mand. my court, because I will be a philosopher. Aler. Think you not, Hephestion, that she would · Dio. And when you have done so, I pray you fain be commanded ? remove your court farther from my cabin, because Heph. I am no thought-catcher, but I guess I will not be a courtier.

unbappily.

Aler. I will not enforce marriage, where I Enter Arelles.

cannot compel love. Aler. But here cometh Apelles. Apelles, what Cam. But your majesty may move a question, piece of work have you now in hand?"

where you be willing to have a match. Apel. None in band, if it like your majesty; Aler. Believe me, Hlephestion, these parties are but I am devising a platform in my head. agreed; they would have me both priest and wit

Aler. I think your hand put it into your head. 'ness.--Apelles, take Campasse. Wby move se

40 It skilleth not, i. e, it matters not; it is of no importance. So, in Lyly's Euphues and his England, 1582, p 82:-" Whether it be an inchanted leafe, a rearse of Pythia, a figure of Amphion, a character of Aschanes, an image of Venus, or a braunch of Sybilla, it skilleth not.

Again, p. 86:-" saying that it skilleth nut, how long things were a doing, but how well they were done."

41 Above-Former editions read about.

not?-Campaspe, take Apelles. Will it not be? | out of books, have little else to marvel at. Go, If you be ashamed one of the other, by my con- Apelles, takc with you your Campaspe; Alexansent you shall never come together. But dissem- der is cloyed with looking on that, which thou wonble not, Campaspe, do you love Apelles?

derest at. Cam. Pardon, my lord, I love Apelles.

Apel. Thanks to your majesty on bended knee: Aler: A pelles, it were a shame for you, being you have honoured Apelles. loved so openiy of so fair a virgin, to say the cou- Cam. Thanks with bowed heart; you bave blest trary. Do you love Campaspe ?

Campaspe.

[Ereunt. Åpel. Only Campaspe.

Aler. Page, go warn Clytus and Parmenio, and Aler. Two loving worms, Hephestion! I per- the other lords, to be in readiness; let the truinceive Alexander cannot subdue the affections of pet sound, strike up the drum, and I will present men, though he conquer their countries. Lovely into Persia. How now, Hepbestion, is Alerfalleth like a dew, as well upon the low grass, as ander able to resist love as he list? upon the high cedar. Sparks have their heat, Heph. The conquering of Thehes yas not so ants their gall, flies their spleen.-Well, enjoy honourable as the subduing of these thoughts. one another; I give her thee frankly, Apelles. Aler. It were a shame Alexander should deThou shalt sce that Alexander maketh but a toy sire to command the world, if he could not comof love, and leadeth affection in fetters; using mand himself. But come, let us go, I will try fancy as a fool to make him sport, or a minstrel whether I can better hear my hand with my to make him merry. It is not the amorous glance heart, than I could with mine eye. And, good of an eye can settle an idle thought in the heart; Hephestion, when all the world is won, and no, no, it is children's game, a life for sempsters, every country is thine and mine, either find me and scholars : the onc, pricking in clouts, have no out another to subdue, or on my word I will fall thing else to think on; the other, picking fancies l in love.

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TIIE EPILOGUE AT THE BLACKFRIERS.

Where the rainbow toucheth the tree, no ca- | among some allowable. But -as Demosthenes, terpillers will hang on the leaves; where the with ofteu breathing up the hill, amended his glow-worm creepeth in the night, no adder will stammering; so we hope, with sundry labours 42 go in the day. We hope, in the ears where our | against the hair, to correct our studies

. If the travails be lodged, no carping shall harbour in tree be blasted that blossoms, the fault is in the those tongues. Our exercises must be as your wind, and not in the root; and if our pastimes be judgment is, resembling water, which is always | misliked, that have been allowed, you must imof the same colour into what it runneth. In the pute it çu the malice of others, and not our en

Trojan horse lay couched soldiers, with children; deavour.–And so we rest in good case, if you and in heaps of many words we fear divers unfit, rest well content.

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Against the hair- This phrase occurs in the Merry Wives of Windsor, A. 2. S. 3. ; and Mr Steer oy observes, that it is " proverbial, and is taken from stroking the hair of animals a contrary way to : . in wbicb it grows. We now say against the grain."

So, in Dekker's Satiromastrix : Go, let him lift up baldness to the sky; and thou shalt sce
turn Minever's heart quite against the hair."
Middleton's Mayor of Quinborough, A. S. S. 2:

“ Books in women's hands are as much against
The hair methinks, as to see men wear stomachers,

THE EPILOGUE AT THE COURT.

We cannot tell whether we are fallen among cannot tell what we should term our labours, iron, Diomedes's birds or his horses; the one received or bullion ; ouly it belongeth to your majesty tó some men with sweet notes, the other bit all men make them fit either for the forge or the mint; with sharp teeth. But as Homer's gods conveyed current by the stamp, or counterfeit by the anvil

. them into clouds, whom they would have kept For as nothing is to be called white, unless it had from curses; and as Venus, lest Adonis should been named white by the first creator, so can be pricked with the stings of adders, covered his there be nothing thought good in the opinion of face with the wings of swans; so we hope, being others, unless it be christened good by the judgeshielded with your highness's countenance, we ment of yourself. For ourselves again, we are shall, though we hear the neighing, yet not feel like these torches, wax, of which, being in your the kicking, of those jades; and receive, though highness's hands, you may make doves or vultures, no praise, (which we cannot deserve,) yet a par- roses, or nettles, laurel for a garland, or elder for don, which in all humility we desire. As yet we a disgrace.

EDITIONS.

(1.) “ A moste excellent Comedie of Alexander, Campaspe, and Diogenes, played beefore the Queene's Majestie on twelfe-day at night, by her Majesties children, and the children of Paules. Imprinted at London, for Thomas Cadman, 1584, 4to.”

(2.) “ Campaspe, played beefore the Queene's Majestie on New-yeares-day at night, by her Majesties children, and the children of Paules. Imprinted at London, for Thomas Cadman, 1584, 4to.*

(3.) “ Campaspe, played beefore the Queene's Majestie on twelfe-day at night, by her Majesties children, and the children of Paules. Imprinted at London, by Thomas Orwin, for William Broome, 1591, 4to."

(4.) “ Campaspe, played before the Queene's Majestie on twelfe-day at night, by her Majesties children, and the children of Paules. London, printed by William Stansby, for Edward Blount, 1632, 12ino."

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CHRISTOPHER Marlow, a writer of considerable eminence in his time, was, according to Oldys,? born in the

former part of the reign of Edward the Sixth, and received his education at Cambridge. The place of his birth is unknown, as are the circumstances of his parents, and the reason which induced him to quit the destination for which, by the nature of his education, he seemed to be intended. After leaving the university, he appeared upon the stage with applause as an actor, and then conmenced dramatic writer with no inconsiderable degree of reputation. His character as a man does not appear in a favourable light. He is represented by an author,? quoted in Wood's Athena, p. 358, as giving too large å swing to his own wit, and suffering his lust to have the full reins, by which means he fell to that outrage and extremity as Jodelle, a French tragical poet did, (being an epicure and atheist,) that he denied God and his Son Christ, and not only in word blasphemed the Trinity, but also, as was credibly reported, wrote divers discourses against it, affirming our Saviour to be a deceiver, and Moses to be a conjuror; the Holy Bible also to contain only pain and idle stories, and all religion but a device of policy." A late writer 4 is willing to believe, that the whole of Marlow's offence was during to reason on matters of religion ; than which nothing could be a greater crime, in the opinion of those who did not dare to think for themselves. But the opinion of this gentleman will have less weight, when the violence of his prejudices against every kind of religious establishment are considered. Marlow was most probably a dissipated, abandoned man; and the circumstances of his death, as related by Wood, sufficiently prove it : Being deeply in love with a certain woman, he had for his rival a bawdy serving-man, one rather fit to be a pimp, than an inginious amoretto, as Marlow conceived himself to be. Whereupon Marlow, taking it to be a high affront, rushed in upon, to stab him with his dagger ; but the serving-man, being very quick, so avoided the stroke, that withal catching' hold of Marlow's wrist, he stabbed his own dagger into his own head, in such sort, that notwithstanding all the means of surgery that could be wrought, he shortly after died of his wound before the year 1593."

As a writer, Marlow's character stands in a much fairer light. Langbaines observes, that he was accounted an ercellent poet by Jonson ; 6 and Heywood, his fellow-actor, stiles him the best of poets. Meres? names him with Sidney, Spenser, Shakespeare, Daniel, 8c. for having mightily enriched and gorgeously invested in rare ornaments, and resplendent habiliments, the English tongue. Carews the Cornish antiquary, places him along with Shakespeare, where he says, Would you read Catullus, take Shakespeare and Marlow's fragments.Nash, speaking of Hero and Leander, says, whom divine Musaus sung, and a diviner muse than he, Kit Marlow." The author of The Returne from Pernassus to characterizes him thus :

“ Marlowe was happy in his buskin'd muse,
Alas! unbappy in his life and end :
Pity it is that wit so ill should dwell,
Wit lent from heav'n, but vices sent from hell."

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1 MS. Additions to Langbaine.

2 Beard's Theatre of God's Judgments. 3 Among the papers of Lord Keeper Puckering, in the British Museum, are some which give an account of Marlow's principles and tenets.

* Berkenhout's Historia Literaria, Vol. I. p. 358. 5 P. 342.

6 Verses to the memory of Shakespeare. 7 Second Part of Wit's Commonwealth, p. 280.

8 Excellencies of the English Tongue, p. 13. 9 Leaten Stuff, 4to. 1599, p. 12.

10 1606, A. I. S. 2.

Drayton" in these terms :

“ Next Marlow, bathed in the Thespian springs,
Had in him those brave sublunary things,
That your first poets had; his raptures were
All air and fire, which made his verses clear:
For that fine madness still he did retain,

Which rightly should possess a poet's brain."
And George Peele, in The Honour of the Garter, 4to. 1593, or 99, mentions him in this manner :

“ Unhappy in thy end, Marlow, the muses darling for thy verse, Fit to write passions for the souls below,

If any wretched souls in passions speak. His Dramatic Works are as follow : 1. The Tragedie of Dido, queene of Carthage. Played by the children of her Majesties chappel. Written by Christopher Marlowe and Thomas Nash, gent. 1594, 4to.

2. The troublesome Raigne and lamentable Death of Edwarde the Second, &c.

3. Tamberlaine the Greate. Who, from the state of a Shepherd in Scythia, by his rare and wonderful Conquests, became a most puissant and mightie Monarquc, 1605, 4to. 1st Part, B. L.

4. Tamberlaine the Greate. With his impassionate furie, for the death of his Lady and Lode faire Zenocrate : his forme of exhortation and discipline to his three sonnes, and the manner of his owno death. The second Part, 4to. 1606, 4to. B. L. 5. The Massacre of Paris

, with the Death of the Duke of Guise. A Tragedy play'd by the Right Honourable the Lord Admiral's Seroants. 800. N. D.

6. The famous Tragedy of the rich Jew of Malta.

7. The Tragicall Historie of the Life and Death of Doctor Faustus, with new additions, 1631, 4to. B. L. 1663, 4to. B. L.

8. Lust's Dominion ; or, the Lascivious Queen. A Tragedy, 12mo. 1661. Besides these, he was the Author of

1. Hero and Leander, translated from Museus, with the first Book of Lucan, 4lo. 1600. This translation, or at least Marlow's part of it, must have been published before 1599, being mentioned by several writers earlier than that year. It was entered at Stationer's Hall, in 1593 and 1597; and 2 Henry Petowe's Second Part of it appeared in 1598. Marlwo's part was left unfinished, and was

" Censure of Poets, p. 1296.

12 This author exceeds all the panegyrists of Marlow in the extravagance of his culogium. The fol. lowing lines are taken from his poem :

“ Marlow admir'd, whose honey flowing rainc,
No English writer can as yet attaine.
Whose name in Fame's immortall treasurie,
Truth shall record to endles memorie.
Marlo late mortall, now fram'd all divine,
What soule more happy, than that soule of thine :
Live still in heaven thy soule, thy fame on earth

(Thou dead) of Marlo's hero findes a dearth." Again,

“ What mortall soule with Marlow might contend,
That could against reason force him stoope or bend'?
Whose silver charming toung mov'd such delight,
That men would shrun their sleepe in still dark night,
To meditate upon his goulden lynes,
His rare conceyts and sweete according rimes.
But Marlo still admired Marlo's gon,
To live with beautie in Elyzium,
Immortal beautie who desires to heare,
His sacred poesies sweete in every care :
Marlow must frame to Orpheus melodie,
Himnes all divine to make heaven harmonic,
There ever live the priuce of poetrie,
Live with the living in eternitie,"

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