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Know, governor, 'twas I that slew thy son; And do attend my coming there, by this.
I framed the challenge that did make them meet. Gov. Why, heardst thou not the trumpet sound
Know, Calymath, I aimed thy overthrow,

a charge? And, had I but escaped this stratagem,

Caly. Yes; what of that?
I would have brought confusion on you all, Goo. Why then the house was fired,
Damned Christians, dogs, and Turkish infidels.- Blown up, and all thy soldiers massacred.
But now begins the extremity of heat

Caly. Oh monstrous treason !
To pinch me with intolerable panys:

Gov. A Jew'3 courtesy ;
Die life, fly soul, tongue curse thy fill, and die. For he that did by treason work our fall,

[Dies. By treason hath delivered thee to us : Caly. Tell me, you Christians, what doth this Know, therefore, till thy father hath made good portend?

The ruins done to Malta and to us, Gov. This train he laid to have entrapped thy Thou canst not part; for Malta shall be freed, life.

Or Selim ne'er return to Ottoman. Now, Selim, note the unhallowed deeds of Jews : Culy. Nay rather, Christians, let me go to TurThus he determined to have handled thee,

key, But I have rather chose to save thy life.

In person there to meditate your peace; Caly. Was this the banquet he prepared for us? To keep me here will nought advantage you. Let's hence, lest further mischief be pretended.48 Gov. Content thee, Calymath, here thou must Gov. Nay, Selim, stay; for since we have thee

stay, here,

And live in Malta prisoner; for, come all the We will not let thee part so suddenly.

Besides, if we should let thee go, all's one, To rescue thee, so will we guard us now,
For with thy gallies couldst thou not get hence, As sooner shall they drink the ocean dry,
Without fresh men to rig and furnish them. Than conquer Malta, or endanger us.

Caly.Tush, governor, take thou no care for that, So march away, and let due praise be given,
My men are all aboard,

Neither to fate nor fortune, but to Heaven.

43 Pretended-i. e. designed. This use of the verb, to pretend, is common in Shakespeare :

“ What good could they pretend?" Macbeth. S.


The famous Tragedy of The Rich Jew of Malta. As it was plaved before the King and Queene, in his Majesties Theatre, at Whitehall, by her Majesties Servavis at the Cock Pit. Written by Christopher Marlow. London, printed by J. B. for Nicholas Vavasour; and are to be sold at his shop in the Inner Templc, neere the church. 1633. 4to.





SIR WILLIAM DAVENANT was the younger son of AIr John Drvenant, a citizen of Oxford, who kept the Crown Tavern there. He was born in the month of February, 1605, and received the first rudiments of polite learning from Mr Edward Sylvester, who was then master of a grammar school in the parish of All Saints, Oxford. In 1621 he was entered a member of Lincoln College, where he stayed but a short time before he removed to London, and became first page to Frances duchess of Richmond. He afterwards went into the family of sir Fulk Grevile, lord Brooke, where he continued until the unfortunate catastrophe of that nobleman. He spent the next eight years of his life in a constant attendance at court, where he was universally well received, and very highly caressed; and in that period he was so unlu ky as to engage in an amour, the consequence of which deprived him of his nose. Upon the death of Ben Jonson, in 1637, he succeeded him as Poet Laureat. On the breaking out of the troubles, he early engaged on behalf of the king; and in May, 1641, was accused to the purliament of a design to bring up the army for the defence of the king's person, and the support of his authority. On this occasion he absconded ; but a proclamation being

issued out against him, he was stopt at Fevershum, sent up to town, and put into the custody of a serjeant at arms. In the month of July he was bailed, and he determined to withdraw into France; but was again seized in Kent, by the mayor of Canterbury. He, however, at last effected his purpose of retiring beyond the seas, and continued there for some time. But the queen sending over some military stores for the use of the earl of Newcastle ; sir William was induced to come over with them, and offered his service to that nobleman, who appointed him, very absurdly, to the post of lieutenant general of the ordnance. In September 1643, he received the honour of knighthood at the siege of Gloucester. It does not appear when he quitted the army; but after the king's affairs began to decline, he judged it necessary to retire into France, where he was well received by the queen; and in the summer 1646, wes entrusted with a negociation of importance, while the king was at Newcastle. Before this time he had embraced the Roman Catholic religion, which probably was the reason of his being em ployed at this period. On his return to Paris, he formed a design of going to Virginia, and arcordingly emburked at one of the ports at Normandy; but was, almost immediately after he sailed, taken and carried into the Isle of Wight by one of the parliament ships of war, and commit. ted close prisoner to Cowes Castle. in Ociober 1650, he was ordered to be tried by a high com mission court, and for that purpose he was conveyed to the Tower of London. It is gencrally imagined, he owed his life to the interposition of Milton, who, in return, a few years after, uus sared at his intercession. After continuing more than two years a prisoner in the Power, he was released ; and in 1656, obtained leave to open a kind of theatre in Rutland-house, where he performed several dramatic entertainments. Upon the commotions which preceded the restoration, he was again imprisoned, but quickly released. Soon after the restoration, he obtained one of the patents granted for the forming a company of players, and opened the Duke's Theatre in Lircoln's Inn Fields, where he first introduced painted scenes. He continued to act there until the time of his death; the new und magnificent theatre, built in Dorset Gardens, to which the company afterwards removed, not being finished at the time of his death. He died at his house in Little Lixcoln's Inn Fields, April 7, 1668, at the age of 63, and was buried near Chaucer's monument, ia Westminster Abbey ; the whole company attending his funeral.

He was the author of 1. Albovine, King of the Lombards, his tragedy. 4to, 1629. 2. The Cruel Brother, a trageily, acted at the Private House, in Black Fryers. Ato, 1630.

3. The Just Ilalian, presented at the Private House, in Black Friars. 4to, 1630. 4. The Temple of Love, a masque, presented by the Queen's Majesty, at Whitehall. ito, 1634. 5. The Triumph, of Prince D'Amour, a masque, presented by his Highness, at his palace in the Middle Temple, the 24 Feb. 1635. 4to, 1635.

6. The Platonic Lovers, a tragi-comedy, presented at the Private House, Black Friars. 4to, 1636. 8vo, 1666.

7. The Wits, a comedy, presented at the Private House, in Black Friars. 4to, 1636. 8vo, 1665.

8. Britannia Triumphans, a masque, presented at Whitehall by the King's Majesty and his Lords, on the Sunday after Twelfth Night, 1637. 4to, 1637.

9. Salmacida Spolia, á masque, presented by the King and Queen's Majesties, at Whitehall, on Tuesday the 21 day of January, 1639. 4to, 1689. 10. The Unfortunate Lovers, a tragedy. 4to, 1643. 4to, 1649. 11. Love and Honour, presented by his Majesties Serrants at the Black Friars. 4to, 1649.

12. The First Day's Entertainment at Rutland House, by declamation and music, after the manner of the ancients. 410, 1656.

13. The Siege of Rhodes, made a representation by the art of prospective in scenes; and the story sung in recitative music, at the back part of Rutland House, in the upper end of Aldersgate-street, London. 4to, 1656.

14. The Siege of Rhodes, the First and Second Part; as they were lately represented at the Duke of York's Theatre, in Lincoln's-Inn- Fields. The First Part being lately enlarged. 4to, 1663.

15. The Rivals, a comedy, acted by the Duke of York's Servants. 4to, 1668. This is taken from The Two Noble Kinsmen. By Shakespeare und Fletcher. 16. The Man's the Master, a comedy. 4to, 1669.

The six following plays were first printed in the folio edition of Sir William Datenant's Works, in 1673.

17. The Fair Favourite, a tragi-comedy. 18. The Law against Love's, a tragi-comedy, taken from Measure for Measure. 19. News from Plymouth, a comedy. 20. The Playhouse to be let, a comedy. 21. The Siege, a tragi-comedy. 22. The Distresses, a tragi-comedy, 23. Macbeth, a tragedy, wilh all the alterations, amendments, additions, and new songs; as acted at the Duke's Theatre. 4to, 1674.

Downes the prompter, who uscribes this alteration to Sir William Davenant, observes of it, that being drest in all its finery, as new clothes, new scenes, machines us flyings for the witches, with all the singing and dancing in it. The first composed by Mr Lock, the other by Mr Channell and Mr Joseph Priest ; it being all ercellently performed, being in the nature of an opera, it recompensed double the expence.In this play, Nat. Lee, the poet, mude his unsuccessful attempt in acting. He performed the part of Duncan.

Sir William Davenant joined with Dryden in altering the Tempest ; and the names of both those writers are put to an alteration of Julius Cæsar. Printed 12mo, 1719.

Sir William Davenant's Works are printed in folio. 1673.

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Though you covet not acknowledgments, receive what belongs to you by a double title: your goodness hath preserved life in the author; then rescued his work from a cruel faction, which nothing but the forces of your reason, and your reputation, could subdue. If it become your pleasure now, as when it had the advantage of presentation on the stage, I shall be taught to boast some merit in myself; but with this inference, you still (as in that doubtful day of my trial) endeavour to make shew of so much justice, as may countenance the love you bear to Your most obliged, and thankful humble servant,


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It hath been said of old, that plays are feasts, Whilst you smell nought at all, I may pregume Poets the cooks, and the spectators guests,

You have that sense imperfect : so you may The actors waiters: from this simile

Affect a sad, merry, or humorous play, Some have derived an unsafe liberty,

If, though the kind distaste or please, the go To use their judgments as their tastes; which chuse, And bad be by your judgment understood: Without controul, this dish, and that refuse : But if, as in this play, where with delight But wit allows not this large privilege,

I feast my Epicurean appetite Either you must confess, or feel its edge; With relishes so curious, as dispense Nor shall you make a current inference, The utmost pleasure to the tavished sense, If you transfer your reason to your sense : You should profess that you can nothing meet Things are distinct, and must the same appear That hits your taste, either with sharp or sweet, To every piercing eye, of well-tuned ear. But cry out, 'Tis insipid ; your bold tongue Though sweets with your's, sharps best with my May do it's master, not the author, wrong; taste meet,

For men of better palate will, by it, Both must agree this meat's or sharp or sweet: Take the just elevation of your wit. But if I scent a stench or a perfume,



Bless me, you kinder stars ! how are we throng'd! Of cruel spies (we hear) ittend a sport
Alas! whơm hath our long-sick poet wrong'd, Among themselves; our mirth must not at all
That he should meet together, in one day, Tickle, or stir their lungs, but shake their gall.
A session, and a faction at bis play?

So this, join'd with the rest, makes me again
To judge, and to condeinn; fort cannot be, To say, You and your lady Muse within
Ainongst so many here, all should agree. Will have but a sad doom'; and your trim brow,
Then 'tis to such rast expectationi raised, Which long'd for wreaths, you must wear naked
As it were to be wonder'd at, tiot praised;

now; And this, good faith, sir poet (if I've read 'Less some resolve, out of a courteous pride, Customs, or men) strikes you and your muse dead. To like and praise what others shall deride; Conceive now too, bow much, how oft each ear So they've their humour too; and we, in spite Hath surfeited, and this our hemisphere,

Of our dull braitis, will think each side it the right, With various, pure, eternal wit; and then, Such is your pleasant judgments upon plays, My tine young comic sir, you're kill'd again. Like parallels that run straight, though sev'ral ways But 'bove the mischief of these fears, a sort

DRAMATIS PERSONE. Pallatine the Elder, richly landed, and a wit. ENGINE, steward to sir TYRANT THRIF?. Pallating the Younger, a wit too, but lives on SNORE, a constable. his erhibition in town.

The Lady AMPLE, an inheritrir, and ward to Sir Sir MORGLAY Towack, a humorous rich old


Lucy, mistress to the Younger PALLATINE Sir TYRANT Turirt, guardidn to the Lady Ginet, woman to the Lady Ample. AMPLE.

Mistress SNORE, SAORE's wife.
MEAGER, a soldier newly come from Holland. Mistress Queasy, her neighbour.
PERT, his comrade.

Watchmen, &c.
The scene-LONDON.





Y. Pal. True, sage Pert.

What is't to thee, whether one Don Diego Enter Young PallaTINE, Meager, Pert.

A prince, or Hans van Holme, fritter-seller

Of Bombell, do conquer that parapet, Y. Pd. Welcome on shore, Meager ; give me Redoubt, or town, which thou ne'er saw'st before? thy hand;

Pert. Not a brass thimble to me; but ho'Tis a true one, and will no more forsake

nour!A bond, or bill, than a good sword; a hand Y. Pal. Why right; else wherefore shouldst That will shift for the body, till the laws

thou bleed for bim, Provide for both.

Whose money, wine, nor wench, thou ne'er hast Mea. Old wine, and new clothes, sir,

used? Make you wanton; d'you not see Pert, my com- Or why destroy some poor root-eating soldier, rade?

That never gave thee the lye, denied to pledge Y. Pal. Ambiguous Pert! hạst thou danced Thy cockatrice's health, ne'er spit upon to the drum too?

Thy dog, jeered thy spur-leather, or returned Could a taff’ta scarf, a long estridge wing, Thy tooth-pick ragged, which he borrowed whole? A stiff iron doublet, and a brazil pole,

Pert. Never, to my knowledge. Tempt thee from cambric sheets, fine active Mea. Comrade ! 'tis timethighs,

Y. Pal. What, to unship your trunks at BilFrom caudies where the precious amber swims?

lingsgate? Pert. Faithi, we have been to kill, we know not Fierce Meager! why such haste? do not I know, whom,

That a mouse yoked to a pease-cod may draw, Nor why: led on to break a commandment, With the frail cordage of one hair, your goods With the consent of custom and the laws.

About the world? Mlea. Mine was a certain inclination, sir,

Pert. Why we have linen, sir. To do mischief, where good men of the jury, .Y. Pal. As much, sir, as will fill a tinder-box, And a dull congregation of grey-beards,

Or inake a frog a shirt. I like not, friends, Might orge no tedious statute 'gainst my life. This quiet, modest posture of your shoulders. Y. Pal. Nothing but honour could seduce thee, Why stir you not, as you were practising Pert!

To fence? or do you hide your cattle, least Honour! which is the hope of the youthful, The skipper make you pay their passage over? And the old soldier's wealth, a jealousy

Pert. Know, Pallarine, truth is a naked lady, To the noble, and mystery to the wise.

She will shew all. Meager and I have not Pert. It was, sir, no gengraphical fancy,

Y. Pal. The treasure of Saint Mark's,' I be('Cause in our maps I liked this region here

lieve, sir; More than that country lying there) inade me Though you are as rich as cast serving-men, Partial which to fight for.

* Sir William Davenant seems to have borrowed the bint of this plot from Beaumont and Fletcher's Wit at several Weapons.

· Saint Mark's—at Venice,

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