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INTRODUCTION. 

ROWfi'8  ACCOUNT   OF   THE   POET'S   LIFE. 


JBHAKESPEARE,  by  general  suffrage,  is  the  greatest  name 
in  LiteratureTy  There  can  be  no  extravagance  in  saying,  that 
to  all  who  speak  the  English  language  his  genius  has  made 
the  world  better  worth  living  in,  and  life  a  nobler  and  diviner 
thing.  And,  throughout  the  civilized  world,  those  who  do  not 
"speak  the  tongue  that  Shakespeare  spake"  are  growing 
more  and  more  to  wish  that  his  vernacular  were  theirs,  and 
even  to  study  the  English  language,  that  they  may  be  at 
home  with  him.  TSow  he  came  to  be  what  he  was,  and  to 
do  what  he  did,  are  questions  that  can  never  cease  to  be  in- 
teresting, wherever  his  works  are  known,  and  men's  powers 
of  thought  in  any  fair  measure  developed.  But  Providence 
nas  left  a  veil,  or  rather  cloud,  about  his  history,  so  that  these 
questions  can  never  be  satisfactorily  answered.  And  perhaps 
it  is  better  that  the  thing  stands  thus,  lest  we  should  trust 
overmuch  to  historical  transpirations  for  the  understanding 
of  that  which  no  such  transpirations  can  adequately  convey. 
Nevertheless,  these  questions  are  certainly  well  worth  all  the 
labour  and  pains  that  have  been  or  are  likely  to  be  spent  in 
trying  to  answer  them  from  the  grounds  of  historyT/  We 
have  barely  facts  enough  to  stimulate  and  guide  in  the  right 
course  of  inquiry ;  and  where  facts  are  so  few,  there  is  the 
.ess  danger  of  our  relying  too  much  on  these  for  that  knowl- 
edge which,  after  all,  must  be  chiefly  sought  for  in  a  highet 
sphere  of  thought. 


XVIll  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

The  first  formal  attempt  at  an  account  of  Shakespeare 'a 
life  was  made  by  Howe,  and  the  result  of  his  labours  was 
published  in  1 709,  ninety-three  years  after  the  Poet's  death. 
Howe's  account  was  avowedly  made  up  for  the  most  part 
from  traditionary  materials  collected  by  Betterton  the  actor, 
who  made  a  journey  to  Stratford  expressly  for  that  purpose.1 
Betterton  was  born  in  1635,  nineteen  years  after  the  death 
of  Shakespeare,  became  an  actor  before  1660,  retired  from 
the  stage  about  1700,  and  died  in  1710.  At  what  time  he 
visited  Stratford,  is  not  known :  Malone  thinks  it  was  late  in 
life ;  Mr.  Collier,  that  it  was  not  later  than  1670  or  1675, 
"  when  he  would  naturally  be  more  enthusiastic  in  a  pursuit 
of  tliat  kind,  and  when  he  had  not  been  afflicted  by  that  dis- 
order from  which  he  suffered  so  severely  in  his  later  years, 
and  to  which,  in  fact,  he  owed  his  death."  It  is  to  be  re- 
gretted that  Howe  did  not  give  Betterton's  authorities  for 
the  particulars  gathered  by  him.  It  is  certain,  however,  that 
very  good  sources  of  information  on  the  subject  were  acces- 
sible in  his  tune :  Judith  Quiney,  the  Poet's  second  daugh- 
ter, lived  till  1662 ;  Lady  Barnard,  his  granddaughter,  till 
1670 ;  and  Sir  William  Davenant  was  manager  of  the  thea- 
tre in  which  Betterton  acted.* 

1  I  cannot  leave  Hamlet,  without  taking  notice  of  the  advantage 
with  which  we  have  seen  this  master-piece  of  Shakespeare  dis- 
tinguish itself  upon  the  stage,  by  Mr.  Betterton's  fine  performance 
of  that  part.     No  man  is  better  acquainted  with  Shakespeare's 
manner  of  expression  ;  and  indeed    he  has  studied   him   so  well, 
and  is  so  much  a  master  of  him,  that  whatever  part  of  his  he  per- 
forms, he  does  it  as  if  it  had  been  written  on  purpose  for  him,  and 
that  the  author  had  exactly  conceived  it  as  he  plays  it.      I  must 
own  a  particular  obligation  to  him   for  the  most  considerable  part 
of  the  passages  relating  to  this  Life,  which   I  have  here  transmit- 
ted to  the  public  ;  his  veneration  for  the  memory  of  Shakespeare 
having  engaged  him  to  make  a  journey  into  Warwickshire,  oa 
purpose  to  gather  up  what  remain*  he  could  of  a  name  for  which 
he  had  so  great  a  veneration.  —  HOWE'S  Account. 

2  Downes  was  prompter  at  one  of  the  theatres  in  1662,  and  for 
some  time  afterwards.     In  his  Roscius  Anglicanus,  1708,  we  have 
the  following  in  reference  to  Sir  William  Davenant's  theatre,  be- 
iween  1662  aud  1665 :  "  The  tragedy  of  Hamlet :   Hamlet   being 


INTRODUCTION.  XIX 

After  Howe's  narrative,  scarce  any  thing  was  added  till 
the  time  of  Malone,  who  by  a  learned  and  most  industrious 
searching  of  public  and  private  records  brought  to  light  a 
considerable  number  of  facts,  some  of  them  very  important, 
touching  the  Poet  and  his  family.  And  in  our  own  day,  Mr. 
Collier  has  followed  up  the  same  course  of  inquiry  with  al- 
most incredible  diligence,  and  with  a  degree  of  success  that 
gives  earnest  of  still  further  discoveries  yet  to  be  made. 
Lastly,  Mr.  Halliwell  has  brought  his  intelligent  and  inde- 
fatigable labours  to  the  same  task,  and  made  some  valuable 
additions  to  our  stock  of  information.  Collier's  Life  of  the 
Poet,  published  in  1844,  is  a  work  of  very  great  interest  and 
worth,  and  will  long  stand  a  monument  of  the  author's 
learned  and  patient  researcn ;  but,  besides  being  too  lengthy 
for  our  purpose,  it  needs  in  divers  particulars  to  be  corrected 
or  completed,  from  the  results  of  later  investigation.  Halli- 
well's  Life  was  published  in  1848.  It  is  a  work  of  small 
pretence  and  large  merit ;  though  its  merit  consists  rather 
in  the  fulness  and  accuracy  of  the  original  materials,  than  in 
the  shape  and  expression  which  the  author  has  given  them : 
NO  that  the  work,  though  highly  valuable  to  the  scholar,  is 
little  suited  to  the  purposes  of  the  general  reader. 

The  labours  of  Howe,  Malone,  Collier,  and  Halliwell  are 
all  before  us ;  and  whatsoever  we  can  gather  from  them  to- 
wards making  the  reader  acquainted  with  the  man  Shake- 
speare, will  be  found  embodied  in  the  following  pages.  Of 
course  no  means  of  adding  to  the  stock  of  matter  lie  within 


perform'd  by  Mr.  Betterton,  Sir  William,  having  seen  Mr.  Taylor 
of  the  Black-fryars  company  act  it,  who  being  instructed  by  the 
author,  Mr.  Shakespear,  taught  Mr.  Betterton  in  every  particle 
of  it ;  which,  by  his  exact  performance  of  it,  gain'd  him  esteem 
and  reputation  superlative  to  all  other  plays.  .  .  .  King  Hen- 
ry the  8lh.  This  play,  by  order  of  Sir  William  Davenant,  was  all 
new  cloath'd  in  proper  habits.  The  part  of  the  King  was  so  right 
and  justly  done  by  Mr.  Betterton,  he  being  instructed  in  it  by  Sii 
William,  who  had  it  from  old  Mr.  Loweti,  that  had  his  instructions 
from  Mr.  Shakespear  himself,  that  I  dare  and  will  aver  none  can 
or  Mill  come  near  him  in  this  age  in  the  performance  of  that  part." 


IX  THE    LfFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

our  reach,  even  if  we  had  ever  so  much  time  and  skill  to 
prosecute  such  researches ;  so  that  the  most  we  can  hope  foi 
is,  to  put  into  a  compact  and  readable  shape  what  others 
have  collected.  As  Howe's  narrative  was  the  first  essay  of 
the  kind,  and  as  it  is,  withal,  very  brief  and  well-written,  it 
may  justly  receive  a  place  in  tin's  our  introductory  chapter : 


SOME    ACCOUNT 
or  THE 

LIFE  OF  WILLIAM  SHAKESPEARE. 

It  seems  to  be  a  kind  of  respect  due  to  the  memory  ol 
excellent  men,  especially  those  whom  their  wit  and  learning 
have  made  famous,  to  deliver  some  account  of  themselves, 
as  well  as  then1  works,  to  posterity.  For  this  reason,  how 
fond  do  we  see  some  people  of  discovering  any  little  per- 
sonal story  of  the  great  men  of  antiquity !  their  families,  the 
common  accidents  of  then:  lives,  and  even  then-  shape,  make, 
and  features  have  been  the  subject  of  critical  inquiries. 
How  trifling  soever  this  curiosity  may  seem  to  be,  it  is  cer- 
tainly very  natural ;  and  we  are  hardly  satisfied  with  an  ac- 
count of  any  remarkable  person,  till  we  have  heard  him 
described  even  to  the  very  clothes  he  wears.  As  for  what 
relates  to  men  of  letters,  the  knowledge  of  an  author  may 
sometimes  conduce  to  the  better  understanding  of  his  book  ; 
and  though  the  works  of  Shakespeare  may  seem  to  many 
not  to  want  a  comment,  yet  I  fancy  some  little  account  of 
the  man  himself  may  not  be  thought  improper  to  go  along 
with  them. 

He  was  the  son  of  Mr.  John  Shakespeare,  and  was  born 
at  Stratford-upon-Avon,  hi  Warwickshire,  in  April,  1564. 
His  family,  as  appears  by  the  register  and  public  writings 
relating  to  that  town,  were  of  good  figure  and  fashion  there, 
and  are  mentioned  as  gentlemen.  Hh  father,  who  was  a 
considerable  dealer  in  wool,  had  so  large  a  family,  ton  dii)- 


WAI! 

r? 


INTRODUCTION  XXI 

dren  in  all,  that,  though  he  was  his  eldest  son,  he  could  give 
him  no  better  education  than  his  own  employment.  He  had 
bred  him,  it  is  true,  for  some  time  at  a  free-school,  where  it 
is  probable  he  acquired  what  Latin  he  was  master  of ;  but 
the  narrowness  of  his  circumstances,  and  the  want  of  his 
assistance  at  home  forced  his  father  to  withdraw  him  froai 
thence,  and  unhappily  prevented  his  further  proficiency  in 
that  language.  It  is  without  controversy,  that  in  his  works 
we  scarce  find  any  traces  of  any  thing  that  looks  like  an 
imitation  of  the  ancients.  The  delicacy  of  his  taste,  and  the 
natural  bent  of  his  own  great  genius  (equal,  if  not  superior, 
to  some  of  the  best  of  theirs)  would  certainly  have  led  him 
to  read  and  study  them  with  so  much  pleasure,  that  some 
of  their  fine  images  would  naturally  have  insinuated  them- 
selves into  and  been  mixed  with  his  own  writings ;  so  that 
his  not  copying  at  least  something  from  them  may  be  an  ar- 
gument of  his  never  having  read  them.  Whether  his  igno- 
rance of  the  ancients  were  a  disadvantage  to  him  or  no,  may 
admit  of  a  dispute ;  for,  though  the  knowledge  of  them  might 
have  made  him  more  correct,  yet  it  is  not  improbable  but  that 
the  regularity  and  deference  for  them,  which  would  have  air 
tended  that  correctness,  might  have  restrained  some  of  that 
fire,  impetuosity,  and  even  beautiful  extravagance  which  we 
admire  in  Shakespeare ;  and  I  believe  we  are  better  pleased 
with  those  thoughts,  altogether  new  and  uncommon,  which 
cis  own  imagination  supplied  him  so  abundantly  with,  than 
if  he  had  given  us  the  most  beautiful  passages  out  of  the 
Greek  and  Latin  poets,  and  that  in  the  most  agreeable  man- 
ner that  it  was  possible  for  a  master  of  the  English  language 
to  deliver  them. 

Upon  his  leaving  school,  he  seems  to  have  given  entirely 
into  that  way  of  living  which  his  father  proposed  to  him ; 
and,  in  order  to  settle  in  the  world  after  a  family  manner, 
he  thought  fit  to  marry  while  he  was  yet  very  young.  Hia 
wife  was  the  daughter  of  one  Hathaway,  said  to  have  been 
a  substantial  yeoman  in  the  neighbourhood  of  Stratford.  In 
this  kind  of  settlement  he  continued  for  some  time,  ti.l  an 


XX11  THE    LIKE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

extravagance  that  lie  was  guilty  of  forced  him  both  out  of 
his  country  and  that  way  of  Hying  which  he  had  taken  up ; 
and,  though  it  seemed  at  first  to  be  a  blemish  upon  his  good 
manners,  and  a  misfortune  to  him,  yet  it  afterwards  happily 
proved  the  occasion  of  exerting  one  of  the  greatest  geniuses 
that  ever  was  known  in  dramatic  poetry.  He  had,  by  a 
misfortune  common  enough  to  young  fellows,  fallen  into  iii 
company;  and  among  them  some,  that  made  a  frequent 
practice  of  deer-stealing,  engaged  him  with  them  more  than 
once  in  robbing  a  park  that  belonged  to  Sir  Thomas  Lucy, 
of  Charlecote,  near  Stratford.  For  this  he  was  prosecuted 
by  that  gentleman,  as  he  thought,  somewhat  too  severely ; 
and,  in  order  to  revenge  that  ill  usage,  he  made  a  ballad 
upon  him.  And  though  this,  probably  the  first  essay  of  his 
poetry,  be  lost,  yet  it  is  said  to  have  been  so  very  bitter, 
that  it  redoubled  the  prosecution  against  him  to  that  degree, 
that  he  was  obliged  to  leave  his  business  and  family  in  War- 
wickshire for  some  time,  and  shelter  himself  in  London. 

It  is  at  this  time,  and  upon  this  accident,  that  he  is  said 
to  have  made  his  first  acquaintance  in  the  play-house.  He 
was  received  into  the  company  then  in  being,  at  first  in  a 
very  mean  rank;  but  his  admirable  wit,  and  the  natural 
turn  of  it  to  the  stage,  soon  distinguishedHm,  if  not  as  an 
extraordinary  actor,  yet  as  an  excellent  wrl^i  His  name  is 
printed,  as  the  custom  was  in  those  times,  among  those  of 
the  other  players,  before  some  old  plays,  but  without  any 
particular  account  of  what  sort  of  parts  he  used  to  play ; 
and,  though  I  have  inquired,  I  could  never  meet  with  any 
further  account  of  him  this  way,  than  that  the  top  of  his 
performance  was  the  Ghost  in  his  own  Hamlet.  I  should 
have  been  much  more  pleased  to  have  learned  from  some 
certain  authority  which  was  the  first  play  he  wrote :  it  would 
be  without  doubt  a  pleasure  to  any  man  curious  in  things  of 
this  kind,  to  see  and  know  what  was  the  first  essay  of  a 
fancy  like  Shakespeare's.  Perhaps  we  are  not  to  look  for 
his  beginnings,  like  those  of  other  authors,  among  his  least 


INTRODUCTION.  XX1I1 

perfect  writings :  art  had  so  little,  and  nature  so  large  a 
share  in  what  he  did,  that,  for  aught  I  know,  the  perform- 
ances of  his  youth,  as  they  were  the  most  vigorous,  and  had 
the  most  fire  and  strength  of  imagination  in  them,  were  the 
besE^jI  would  not  be  thought  by  this  to  mean,  that  his 
fancy  was  so  loose  and  extravagant  as  to  be  independent  on 
the  rule  and  government  of  judgment ;  but  that  what  he 
thought  was  commonly  so  great,  so  justly  and  rightly  con- 
ceived in  itself,  that  it  wanted  little  or  no  correction,  and 
was  immediately  approved  by  an  impartial  judgment  at  the 
first  sight.  But,  though  the  order  of  time  in  which  the 
several  pieces  were  written  be  generally  uncertain,  yet  there 
are  passages  in  some  few  of  them  which  seem  to  fix  their 
dates.  So  the  Chorus,  at  the  end  of  the  fourth  Act  of  Hen- 
ry V.,  by  a  compliment  very  handsomely  turned  to  the  Eari 
of  Essex,  shows  the  play  to  have  been  written  when  that 
lord  was  general  for  the  Queen  in  Ireland.  And  his  eulogy 
upon  Queen  Elizabeth  and  her  successor  King  James,  in 
the  latter  end  of  his  Henry  VHL,  is  a  proof  of  that  play's 
being  written  after  the  accession  of  the  latter  of  those  two 
princes  to  the  crown  of  England. 

^"Whatever  the  particular  times  of  his  writing  were,  the 
people  of  his  age,  who  began  to  grow  wonderfully  fond  of 
diversions  of  this  kind,  could  not  but  be  highly  pleased  to 
see  a  genius  arise  among  them  of  so  pleasurable,  so  rich  a 
vein,  and  so  plentifully  capable  of  furnishing  their  favourite 
entertainments.  Besides  the  advantages  of  his  wit,  he  was 
in  himself  a  good-natured  man,  of  great  sweetness  in  his 
manners,  and  a  most  agreeable  companion ;  so  that  it  is  no 
wonder  if  with  so  many  good  qualities  he  made  himself  ac- 
quainted with  the  best  conversations  of  those  times.  _Queen 
Elizabeth  had  several  of  his  plays  acted  before  KferJand 
without  doubt  gave  him  many  gracious  marks  of  her  favour  • 
it  is  that  maiden  princess  plainly,  whom  he  intends  by,  "  a 
fair  vestal  throned  by  the  west."  And  that  whole  passage 
is  a  compliment  very  properly  brought  in,  and  very  hand' 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

«omely  applied  to  her.s  She  was  so  •well  pleased  with  that 
admirable  character  of  Falstaff,  in  the  two  Parts  of  Henry 
IV.,  that  she  commanded  him  to  continue  it  for  one  play 
more,  and  to  show  him  in  love.  This  is  said  to  be  the  occa- 
sion of  his  writing  The  Merry  Wives  of  Windsor.  How 
well  she  was  obeyed,  the  play  itself  is  an  admirable  proof. 
Upon  this  occasion  it  may  not  be  improper  to  observe,  that 
this  part  of  Falstaff  is  said  to  have  been  written  originally 
under  the  name  of  Oldcastle :  some  of  that  family  being 
then  remaining,  the  Queen  was  pleased  to  command  him  to 
alter  it ;  upon  which  he  made  use  of  Falstaff.  The  present 
offence  was  indeed  avoided ;  but  I  do  not  know  whether  the 
author  may  not  have  been  somewhat  to  blame  in  his  second 
choice,  since  it  is  certain  that  Sir  John  Falstaff,  who  was  a 
knight  of  the  garter,  and  a  lieutenant-general,  was  a  name 
of  distinguished  merit  in  the  wars  in  France,  in  the  times 
of  Henry  V.  and  Henry  VL4 

8  It  is  hardly  needful  to  inform  the  reader  that  the  passage  re 
ferred  to  is  in  A  Midsummer-Night's  Dream,  Act  ii.  sc.  1 : 

"  That  very  time  I  saw  (but  thou  could'st  not) 
Flying  between  the  cold  moon  and  the  earth, 
Cupid  all  arm'd  :  a  certain  aim  he  took 
At  a  fair  vestal  throned  by  the  west ; 
And  loos'd  his  love-shaft  smartly  from  his  bow, 
As  it  should  pierce  a  hundred  thousand  hearts  : 
But  I  might  see  young  Cupid's  fiery  shaft 
Quench'd  in  the  chaste  beams  of  the  watery  moon  , 
And  the  imperial  votaress  passed  on, 
In  maiden  meditation,  fancy-free." 

•  The  blame,  in  this  ease,  if  there  be  any,  rather  seems  to  rest 
with  Howe  himself,  who  confounds  Falitaff  with  Fastolfe,  the  let- 
ter being  the  name  of  the  distinguished  soldier  to  whom  he  refers. 
Sir  John  Fastolfe  figures  a  little  as  one  of  the  characters  in  th« 
First  Part  of  King  Henry  the  Sixth.  The  change  of  name  from 
Oldcastle  to  Falstaff  :s  discussed  in  our  Introduction  to  the  First 
Part  of  King  Henry  IV,  In  further  illustration  of  the  point,  Mr. 
Halliwell,  in  his  Life  of  the  Poet,  prints  from  manuscript  a  dedi- 
cation by  Dr.  Richard  James  to  Sir  Henry  Bourchier,  written 
about  the  year  1625.  We  subjoin  a  part  of  this  curious  document, 
from  which  it  will  be  seen  that  Rowe  was  not  the  first  to  confound 


INTRODUCTION.  AAV 

f  What  grace  soever  the  Queen  conferred  upon  him,  it 
was  not  to  her  only  he  owed  the  fortune  which  the  reputa- 
tion of  his  wit  made.  He  had  the  honour  to  meet  with 
many  and  uncommon  marks  of  favour  and  friendship  from 
the  Earl  of  SouthamptonJ^amous  in  the  histories  of  that 
time  for  his  friendship  to  the  unfortunate  Earl  of  Essex.  It 
was  to  that  noble  Lord  that  he  dedicated  his  poem  of  Venus 
and  Adonis.  There  is  one  instance  so  singular  in  the  mag- 
nificence of  this  patron  of  Shakespeare's,  that  if  I  had  not 
been  assured  that  the  story  was  handed  down  by  Sir  Wil- 
liam Davenant,  who  was  probably  very  well  acquainted  with 
his  affairs,  I  should  not  have  ventured  to  have  inserted,  that 
my  Lord  Southampton  at  one  time  gave  him  a  thousand 
pounds,  to  enable  him  to  go  through  with  a  purchase  which 
he  had  heard  he  had  a  mind  to.  A  bounty  very  great,  and 
very  rare  at  any  time,  and  almost  equal  to  that  profuse  gen- 
erosity the  present  age  has  shown  to  French  dancers  and 
Italian  singers. 

Falslaff  and  Fastolfe :  "  A  young  gentle  ladie  of  your  acquaint 
ance,  having  read  the  works  of  Shakespeare,  made  me  this  ques- 
tion :  How  Sir  Jhon  Falstaffe,  or  Fastolf,  as  it  is  written  in  the 
statute  book  of  Maudlin  Colledge  in  Oxford,  where  everye  daye 
that  societie  were  bound  to  make  memorie  of  his  soule,  could  be 
dead  iii  Harrie  the  Fifts  time,  and  againe  live  in  the  time  of  Harrie 
the  Sixt  to  be  banisht  forcowardize  ?  Whereto  I  made  answeare, 
•hat  this  was  one  of  those  humours  and  mistakes  for  which  Plato 
banisht  all  poets  out  of  his  commonwealth  ;  that  Sir  Jhon  Falstaffe 
was  in  those  times  a  noble  valiant  souldier,  as  apeeres  by  a  book 
in  the  Heralds  Office  dedicated  unto  him  by  a  herald  whoe  had 
binne  with  him,  if  I  well  remember,  for  the  space  of  25  yeeres  in 
the  French  wars ;  that  he  seemes  allso  to  have  binne  a  man  of 
learning,  because,  in  a  librarie  of  Oxford,  I  finde  a  book  of  ded- 
icating churches  sent  from  him  for  a  present  unto  Bisshop  Wain- 
flete,  and  inscribed  with  his  owne  hand.  That  in  Shakespearc'« 
first  shewe  of  Harrie  the  Fift,  the  person  with  which  he  undertook 
to  playe  a  buffone  was  not  Falstaff,  but  Sir  Jhon  Oldcastle  ;  and 
that,  offence  beinge  worthily  taken  by  personages  descended  from 
bis  title,  as  peradventure  by  manie  others  allso  whoe  ought  to  have 
him  in  honourable  memorie,  the  poet  was  putt  to  make  an  ignorant 
shifle  of  abusing  Sir  Jhon  Fastolphe,  a  man  not  inferior  of  vertue 
tho  igh  not  so  famous  in  pietie  as  the  other." 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

What  particular  habitude  or  friendships  he  contracted 
with  private  men,  I  have  not  been  able  to  learn,  more  than 
that  every  one  who  had  any  true  taste  of  merit,  and  could 
distinguish  men,  had  generally  a  just  value  and  esteem  for 
him.  His  exceeding  candour  and  good-nature  must  cer- 
tainly have  inclined  all  the  gentler  part  of  the  world  to 
love  him,  as  the  power  of  his  wit  obliged  the  men  of  the 
most  delicate  knowledge  and  polite  learning  to  admire 

him. 

— ... 

His  acquaintance  with  Ben  Jonson  began  with  a  remark- 
able piece  of  humanity  and  good-nature.  Mr.  Jonsou,  who 
was  at  that  time  altogether  unknown  to  the  world,  had  of- 
ferred  one  of  his  plays  to  the  players,  in  order  to  have  it 
acted ;  and  the  persons  into  whose  hands  it  was  put,  after 
having  turned  it  carelessly  and  superciliously  over,  were  just 
upon  returning  it  to  him  with  an  ill-natured  answer,  that  it 
would  be  of  no  service  to  their  company  ;  when  Shakespeare 
luckily  cast  his  e}re  upon  it,  and  found  something  so  well  in 
it  as  to  engage  him  first  to  read  it  through,  and  afterwards 
to  recommend  Mr.  Jonson  and  his  writings  to  the  public. 
Jonson  was  certainly  a  very  good  scholar,  and  in  that  had 
the  advantage  of  Shakespeare  ;  though  at  the  same  time  I 
believe  it  must  be  allowed,  that  what  nature  gave  the  latter 
was  more  than  a  balance  for  what  books  had  given  the  for- 
mer ;  and  the  judgment  of  a  great  man  upon  this  occasion 
was,  I  think,  very  just  and  proper.  In  a  conversation  be- 
tween Sir  John  Suckling,  Sir  William  Davenant,  Endymion 
Porter,  Mr.  Hales  of  Eton,  and  Ben  Jonson,  —  Sir  John 
Suckling,  who  was  a  professed  admirer  of  Shakespeare,  had 
undertaken  his  defence  against  Ben  Jonson  with  some 
warmth  :  Mr.  Hales,  who  had  sat  still  for  some  time,  told 
them  that,  if  Shakespeare  had  not  read  the  ancients,  he  had 
likewise  not  stolen  any  thing  from  them  ;  and  that,  if  he 
would  produce  any  one  topic  finely  treated  by  any  of  them, 
he  would  undertake  to  show  something  xipon  the  same  sub- 
ject at  least  as  well  written  by  Shakespeare.6 

0  The  same  story  is  told  with  more   minuteness   by  Gildon  in  an 


INTRODUCTION.  XXV11 

~Tbs  latter  pai-t  of  his  life  was  spent,  as  all  men  of  good 
sense  will  wish  theirs  may  be,  in  ease,  retirement,  and  the 
conversation  of  his  friends.  He  had  the  good  fortune  to 
gather  an  estate  equal  to  his  occasions,  and,  in  that,  to  his 
wish ;  and  is  said  to  have  spent  some  years  before  his  death 
at  his  native  Stratford.  His  pleasurable  wit  and  good-nature 
engaged  him  in  the  acquaintance,  and  entitled  him  to  the 

Essay  addressed  to  Dryden  in  1694.  The  writer,  it  may  be  seen 
appeals  to  Dryden  as  his  authority  for  the  anecdote  :  "  But,  to  give 
the  world  some  satisfaction  that  Shakespeare  has  had  as  great  ven 
eration  paid  his  excellence  by  men  of  unquestioned  parts  as  this  I 
now  express  for  him,  I  shall  give  some  account  of  what  I  have 
heard  from  your  own  mouth,  Sir,  about  the  noble  triumph  he  gained 
over  all  the  ancients,  by  the  judgment  of  the  ablest  critics  of  that 
time.  The  matter  of  fact,  if  my  memory  fail  me  not,  was  this  : 
Mr.  Hales  of  Eton  affirmed  that  he  would  show  all  the  poets  of 
antiquity  outdone  by  Shakespeare,  in  all  the  topics  and  common- 
places made  use  of  in  poetry.  The  enemies  of  Shakespeare 
would  by  no  means  yield  him  so  much  excellence;  so  that  it  came 
to  a  resolution  of  a  trial  of  skill  upon  that  subject.  The  place 
agreed  on  for  the  dispute  was  Mr.  Hales'  chamber  at  Eton.  A 
great  many  books  were  sent  down  by  the  enemies  of  this  poet ; 
and  on  the  appointed  day  my  Lord  Falkland,  Sir  John  Suckling, 
and  ail  the  persons  of  quality  that  had  wit  and  learning,  and  in- 
terested themselves  in  the  quarrel,  met  there ;  and,  upon  a  thorough 
disquisition  of  (he  point,  the  judges  chosen  by  agreement  out  of 
this  learned  and  ingenious  assembly  unanimously  gave  the  pref- 
erence to  Shakespeare,  and  the  Greek  and  Roman  poets  were  ad- 
judged to  vail  at  least  their  glory  in  that  to  the  English  hero."  — 
It  may  be  well  to  and  that  John  Hales,  canon  of  Windsor  ard 
Fellow  of  Eton,  was  tor  his  great  learning  called  "the  ever-mem- 
crable,"  and  "the  walking  library."  Under  the  tyranny  of  the 
Long  Parliament,  he  was  thrust  from  his  preferment  and  stripped 
of  his  revenues  ;  and  when  an  ofier  was  made  of  restoring  him  the 
fellowship  he  refused  it,  saying,  that  "as  the  Parliament  had  put 
him  out,  he  was  resolved  never  to  be  put  in  again  by  them."  He 
died  ii:  1656.  Lord  Clarendon  says  of  him,  "  he  had  made  a 
greater  and  better  collection  of  hooks,  than  were  to  be  found  in 
any  other  private  library  that  I  have  seen  ;  as  he  had  sure  read 
more,  and  carried  more  about  him  in  his  excellent  memory,  than 
any  man  I  ever  knew,  my  lord  Falkland  only  excepted,  who,  I 
think,  sided  him.''  And  he  adds,  referring  to  his  smallness  of  per- 
son, "  he  was  one  of  the  least  men  in  the  kingdom  ;  and  one  of 
the  greatest  scholars  in  Europe." 


XXV11I  THE    LI**.    OF    SHAKESPEARE 

friendship  of  the  gentlemen  of  the  neighbourhood.  Among 
them,  it  is  a  story  almost  still  remembered  in  that  country, 
that  he  had  a  particular  intimacy  with  Mr.  Combe,  an  old 
gentleman  noted  thereabouts  for  his  wealth  and  usury.  It 
happened,  that  in  a  pleasant  conversation  among  their  com- 
mon friends,  Mr.  Combe  told  Shakespeare,  in  a  laughing 
manner,  that  he  fancied  he  intended  to  write  his  epitaph,  if 
he  happened  to  outlive  him ;  and,  since  he  could  not  know 
what  might  be  said  of  him  when  he  was  dead,  he  desired  it 
might  be  done  immediately.  Upon  which  Shakespeare  gave 
him  these  four  lines  of  verse : 

"  Ten  in  the  hundred  lies  here  ingrav'd  ; 
'Tis  a  hundred  to  ten  his  soul  is  not  sav'd: 
If  any  man  ask,  who  lies  in  this  tomb  ? 
O,  ho !  quoth  the  devil,  'tis  my  John-a-Combe." 

But  the  sharpness  of  the  satire  is  said  to  have  stung  the  man 
so  severely,  that  he  never  forgave  it. 

He  died  in  the  fifty-third  year  of  his  age,  and  was  buried 
on  the  north  side  of  the  chancel,  in  the  great  church  at  Strat- 
ford, where  a  monument  is  placed  in  the  wall.  On  his  grave- 
stone underneath  is,  — 

"  Good  friend,  for  Jesus'  sake  forbear 
To  dig  the  dust  inclosed  here : 
Blest  be  the  man  that  spares  these  stones, 
And  curst  be  he  that  moves  my  bones." 

He  had  three  daughters,  of  which  two  lived  to  be  mar- 
ried ;  Judith,  the  elder,  to  one  Mr.  Thomas  Quiney,  by  whom 
she  had  three  sons,  who  all  died  without  children ;  and  Su- 
sannah, who  was  his  favourite,  to  Dr.  John  Hall,  a  physician 
of  good  reputation  in  that  country.  She  left  one  child  only, 
a  daughter,  who  was  married  first  to  Thomas  Nash,  Esq. ; 
and  afterwards  to  Sir  John  Bernard,  of  Abington,  but  died 
likewise  without  issue. 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 


CHAPTER   I. 


THE  RACE  and  lineage  of  WILLIAM  SHAKESPEARE  has  not 
been  traced,  on  the  paternal  side,  further  back  than  to  his 
grandfather,  nor  is  the  process  altogether  certain  even  so  far 
as  that.  The  name,  which  in  its  very  composition  smacks 
of  brave  old  knighthood  and  chivalry,  was  frequent  in  War- 
wickshire from  an  early  period.  It  occurs  repeatedly  in  a 
manuscript  "  Register  of  the  brothers  and  sisters  of  the 
Guild  of  St.  Anne  of  Knolle,"  from  the  year  1407  to  the 
dissolution  of  the  Guild  in  1535.  Among  them  are  found 
the  Christian  names  John,  Ralph,  Richard,  Thomas,  Chris- 
topher, and  William;  mention  is  also  made  of  a  "Lady 
Jane  Shakespeare,"  and  of  an  "  Isabella  Shakespeare,  for- 
merly Prioress  of  Wroxhall."  The  sur-name  is  there  va- 
riously spelt.1  Several  of  these  ^hakespeares  are  spoken 
of  as  belonging  to  the  town  of  Rowington,  where  the  name 
continues  to  be  met  with  for  a  long  time  after  ;  a  William 
Shakespeare  being  mentioned  as  one  of  the  jury  in  1614, 
and  a  Margaret  Shakespeare  as  being  married  there  in 
1665. 2  And  for  more  than  a  century  later,  the  name  is  met 

1  It  may  be  well  to  give  a  few  items  from  the  Register  in  illus- 
tration of  this :  About  1440,  "  Pro  anima  Eicardi  Shakspere  et 
Alicise  uxoris  ejus,  de  "Woldiche;" — about  1464  "  Radulphus 
Sjhakespcre  et  Isabella  uxor  ejus,  et  pro  anima  Johannse  uxoris 
primae ;  "  —  "  Ricardus  Schakespeire  de  Wrcxsale  et  Margeria  uxor 
ejus;"  —  "Johannes  Shakespeyre  ejusdem  villse  (Rowington)  et 
Alicia  uxor  ejus;  "  — 1476,  "Thomas  Chacsper  et  Christian,  cons. 
suss  de  Rowneton;"  — 1486,  "Pro  anima  Thom»  Schakspere;" 
— 1505,  "  Orate  pro  anima  Isabella  Shakspere  quondam  Priorissa 
de  Wraxale;"  — 1512,  "  Ballishalle,  Alicia  Shakespere  et  pro 
anima  Thon.se  Shakespere;" — "  Meriden,  Christophorus  Shake- 
epere  et  Isabella  uxor  ejus;"  — 1527,  "Domina  Jane  Shakspere;" 
—  "  Willielmus  Shakspere  et  Agnes  uxor." 

*  Mr.   Halliwell    mentions  a  Thomas  Shaekspear,  of  Rowing 


XXX  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

with  in  the  Rowington  papers.  It  appears  also  that  ther« 
where  Shakespeares  living  at  Balsal,  Woldiche,  Ckverdon, 
Hampton,  and  other  places  in  Warwickshire  :  a  John  Shake- 
speare  was  living  at  Warwick  in  1578,  and  a  Thomas  Shake- 
speare in  1585  ;  and  a  William  Shakespeare  was  drowned 
in  the  Avon,  near  that  town,  in  1579  :8  a  Thomas  Shake- 
speare, also,  was  chosen  bailiff  of  Warwick  in  1613,  and 
again  in  1627. 

There  is  no  doubt  that  the  father  of  our  Poet  was  JOHN 
SHAKESPEARE,  who,  as  we  shall  presently  see,  was  living  at 
Stratford -on- Avon  in  1552.  He  was  most  likdy  a  native  of 
Snitterfield,  a  village  three  miles  from  Stratford.  The 
ground  of  this  likelihood  is,  that  we  find  a  RICHARD  SHAKE- 
SPEARE living  at  Snitterfield  in  1550,  and  occupying  a  house 
and  land  owned  by  ROBERT  ARDEN,  the  maternal  grandfa 
ther  of  our  Poet.  This  appears  from  a  deed  executed  July 
17,  1550,  in  which  Robert  Arden  conveyed  certain  lands  and 
tenements  in  Snitterfield,  described  as  being  "now  in  the 
tenure  of  one  Richard  Shakespeare,"  to  be  held  in  trust  for 
three  daughters,  "after  the  death  of  Robert  and  Agnes  Ar- 
den."4 It  has  been  also  ascertained  that  there  was  a  Henry 

ton,  as  being  assessed  on  goods  of  the  value  of  £3  in  the  Subsidy 
Roll  of  1597;  and  a  Thomas  Shaxper,  senior,  of  the  same  place, 
assessed  on  land  of  the  value  of  thirty  shillings  in  a  similar  roll 
of  1610.  He  adds  the  following  :  "  Amongst  some  early  undated 
fragments  of  Records  relating  to  Warwickshire,  preserved  in  the 
Carlton  Ride,  I  find  a  mention  of  a  John  Shakeseper,  of  Rowing- 
ton.  If  our  Poet's  family  had  been  nearly  connected  with  this 
branch,  it  is  most  probable  one  of  his  brothers  would  have  received 
the  Christian  name  of  Thomas.  A  survey  of  crown  lands  in 
Warwickshire,  1607,  in  the  Land  Revenue  Office,  notices  a  Thom- 
as, George,  Richard,  and  John  Shakespeare,  as  holding  property 
ii  Rowington." 

s  Mr.  Halliwcll  prints  the  following  curious  entry  from  the  Par- 
ish Register  of  St.  Nicholas,  Warwick:  "1579,  Junii:  sexto  die 
hujus  mensis  sepultus  fuet  Gulielmus  Sarxspere,  qui  demersus  fuet 
in  rivulo  aquae  qui  vel  quas  vocatur  Avoiia ."  The  same  register 
also  has  the  following :  "  1598,  Junii  21 :  Solemnization  matrimo- 
nium  inter  Thomam  Shaxeper  et  Elizabeth  Letherberrow." 

«  Mr.  Halliwell  prints  this  deed  in  full.    We  subjoin  enough  of 


THE    MFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  XXXI 

Shasespeare  living  at  Snitterfield  in  1586 ;  the  Parish  Regis- 
ter of  that  village  showing  that  on  the  4th  of  September  in 
that  year  Henry  Townsend  was  baptized,  and  Henry  Shake- 
speare one  of  the  sponsors.  From  the  same  source  we  also 
learn  that  a  Henry  Shakespeare  died  there  in  1596.6  Both 
Malone  and  Collier  conjectured  that  this  Henry  was  brother 
to  the  John  Shakespeare,  who  is  found  at  Stratford  in  1552. 
There  can  be  little  doubt  that  such  was  the  case;  for  in 
1587  Nicholas  Lane  brought  an  action  against  John  Shake- 
speare for  debt ;  and  from  a  declaration  filed  that  year  in  the 
Court  of  Record  at  Stratford,  it  appears  that  this  was  a  debt 
wherein  John  had  become  surety  for  his  brother  Henry ; 
and  that,  the  latter  not  paying,  John  was  proceeded  against 
for  the  amount.6  Supposing  the  Richard  Shakespeare,  who 

it  to  authenticate  the  statement  of  the  text:  "Sciant  praesentes  et 
futuri  quod  ego  Robertas  Ardern,  de  Wylmecote  in  parochia  de 
Aston  Cantlowe  in  com.  Warr.,  husbandman,  dedi,  concessi,  et 
bac  praesenti  carta  mea  tripartiter  indentat.  confirmavi  Ada?  Pal- 
mer de  Aston  Cantlowe  prsedict.,  et  Hugoni  Porter  de  Snytter- 
fylde  in  com.  praedicato,  totum  illud  mesuagium  meum  cum  suis 
pertinentiis  in  Snytterfylde  praedict.,  quce  mine  sunt  in  tenura  cu- 
jusdam  Ricardi  Shakespere,  ac  omnia  ilia  mea  lerr.  prat,  pascuas 
et  pastures,  cum  suis  pertinentiis  in  Snytlerf'ylde  predict,  eidem 
mesuagio  spectant.  et  pertinent.,  quse  nunc  sunt  in  tenura  praedicti 
Ricardi  Shakespere." 

6  This  no  doubt  is  the  same  person  as  the  one  mentioned  in 
1586.  The  following  are  some  of  the  entries  relating  to  him  : 
"1586,  4  Sept.  Baplysed  Henry  Townsend,  the  sonn  of  John 
Fownsend  and  Darrity  his  wyff,  William  Meaydes,  Henry  Shax- 
sper,  Elizabeth  Perkes,  pleages." —  "  1596.  Henrey  Shaxspere  was 
buryed  th<5  xxix.th  day  of  December."  —  '-'1597.  Margret  Sax- 
spere  widow,  being  times  the  wyff  of  Henry  Shakspere,  wag 
buried  ix.  Feb."  —  The  will  of  Christopher  Smyth  of  Stratford, 
made  Nov.  2d,  1586,  also  has  the  following:  "Item,  Henry  Shax- 
spere of  Snytterfild  oweth  me  v.K.  ix.  *." — There  was  also  an 
Antony  Shakespeare  living  at  Snitterfield  in  1569,  and  a  Thomai 
Shakespeare  in  1582.  These  were  most  likely  brothers  of  John, 
and  all  three  of  them  sons  of  Richard  Shakespeare. 

'  The  original  of  this  declaration  is  preserved  at  Stratford,  and 
a  copy  of  it  is  given  in  Halliwell's  Life  of  the  Poet.  The  rela- 
tionship of  John  and  Henry  Shakespeare  is  shown  by  the  follow- 
big  passage :  "  Quoddam  colloquium  Iraclalum  el  habituin  fmt 


XXX11  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

was  a  tenant  of  Robert  Arden  in  1550,  to  be  the  father  of 
John  and  Henry,  this  will  go  far  to  explain  the  alliance 
which  afterwards  took  place  between  the  Arden  and  Shake- 
speare families. 

At  what  time  John  Shakespeare  took  up  his  abode  at 
Stratford,  has  not  been  fully  ascertained.  Until  quite  lately, 
the  earliest  trace  of  him  there  was  in  June,  1556,  when  a 
suit  was  brought  against  him  in  the  Bailiff's  Court  by  Thomas 
Siche  for  the  sum  of  £8,  and  in  the  register  of  the  Court  he 
is  described  as  "  John  Shakespeare,  of  Stratford  in  the  coun- 
ty of  Warwick,  glover."  A  few  years  ago,  however,  the 
Rev.  Mr.  Hunter  discovered  an  entry  in  a  Court  Roll  dated 
April  29th,  1552,  and  preserved  in  the  Record  Office  of 
Carlton  Ride ;  from  which  it  appears  that  John  Shakespeare 
and  two  other  citizens  were  fined  twelve  pence  each,  for  per- 
mitting filth  to  accumulate  in  Henley-street  contrary  to  the 
order  of  the  Court.7  This,  it  seems,  was  a  common  offence, 
and  was  often  visited  in  like  manner  by  the  Stratford  au- 
thorities. In  1558,  the  same  John  Shakespeare,  and  four 
others,  one  of  whom  was  Francis  Burbage,  then  at  the  head 
of  the  corporation,  were  fined  4d.  each,  "  for  not  keeping 
of  their  gutters  clean." 8 

inter  praefatum  Johannem  Shakesper  et  dictum  Nicholaum  Lane, 
de  quoclatn  debito  viginti  et  duarum  libr.  legalis  monetse  Anglia?, 
in  quibus  Henricus  Shcucpere,  frater  dicti  Johannis,  debilo  modo 
indebitatus  fuit  praefalo  Nicholao  Lane,  et  super  colloquium  illud 
aggreat.  et  concordat,  fuit." 

7  This  curious  entry  is  printed  by  Mr.  Halliwell,  thus:  "Item, 
[juratores]   present,  super  sacramentum    suum  quod    Humfridui 
Reynoldes  (xii.(/.)  Adrianus  Quirjey  (xii.rf.)  et  Johannes  Shaky 
spere  (xii.  rf.)  fecerunt  sterquinarium  in  vico  vocato  Hendley  sirete 
contra  ordinationem  curiae.  Ideo  ipsi  in  miserecordia,  ut  patet." 

8  Noted  in  the  records  of  the  Stratford  Court  thus  :  "Frane's 
Berbage,  master  baly  that  now  ys,  Adreane  Quiny,  Mr.  Hall,  Mr. 
Clopton,  for  the  gutter  alonge  the  chappell  in  Chappell  Lane,  John 
Sbakspeyr,  for  not  kepynge  of  their  gutters   clene,  they  stand 
amerced."     Halliwell  prints  a  very  curious  set  of  orders  made  at 
a  Stratford  Court  in  1553.      The  following  are  a  specimen: 

"Item,  that  no  ynhabytaunledwellynge  within  this  lyberty  from 
heasfurthe  receve  nor  have  eny  ynmak  but  only  such  persoiies  a* 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPKARE.  XX.V11I 

There  is  ample  proof  that  at  this  period  John  Shake- 
speare's affairs  were  in  a  thriving  condition.  The  action 
brought  against  him  by  Siche,  in  June,  1556,  seems  to  have 
been  without  any  good  ground.  Mr.  Collier  indeed  says 
"  the  issue  of  the  suit  is  not  known ; "  but  Halliwell  prints  a 
large  number  of  entries  respecting  him  from  the  registry  of 
the  Court  of  Record,  one  of  which  shows  that  in  August 
1556,  the  suit  issued  altogether  in  his  favour,  the  plaintiff 
not  even  appealing  in  Court.9  As  for  his  being  termed  a 
glover  in  1556,  this  need  not  infer  any  thing  more  than  that 
such  was  his  original  branch  of  business  at  Stratford,  or  per- 
haps at  that  time  his  leading  branch.  And  on  the  19th  of 
November,  in  the  same  year,  he  is  found  bringing  an  action 
against  Henry  Field  for  unjustly  detaining  eighteen  quarters 

shalbe  apwntyd  and  admytted  by  the  hy  bely,  constabull,  and  other 
thoffeceres  and  the  xii.  men,  in  peyne  of  every  offender  forfet  and 
losse  for  every  offence  xx.  *.,  and  ther  bodyes  to  remayne  in  the 
open  stokes  iii.  day  and  iii.  nyghtes  ;  and  that  no  housholdar  re- 
ceve  eny  straunger,  nor  to  lodge  eny  by  nyght,  without  a  specyall 
lycence  of  the  hye  bely,  in  like  peyne. 

"Item,  that  no  jurneyman  prentes,  nor  eny  maner  servaunt,  be 
forthe  of  iher  or  his  master  hous  by  the  nyght  after  the  our  of 
nyne  by  the  clok,  in  peyne  of  iii.  days  and  iii.  nyghtes  ponyshe- 
ment  in  the  open  stokes,  and  to  forfet  and  pay  xx.  s. ;  and  that 
no  mane  receve  eny  suche  person  so  offendynge,  in  lyke  pej'ne. 

fc'Item,  that  every  tenaunt  in  Chapell  lane  or  Ded  lane  do  scour 
and  kep  cleane  ther  gutters  ordyches  in  the  same  lane  befor  thas- 
sencyon  day,  and  so  from  thensfurthe  from  tyme  to  tyme  to  kepe 
the  same,  in  peyn  of  every  offender  to  forfet  for  every  deffalt  iii.*. 
iiii.  d. ;  and  that  every  tenaunt  do  ryd  the  soyelles  in  the  stretea 
of  logges  and  blokes  ther  lyenge  and  beynge  to  the  noysaunce  of 
the  kynges  leage  people,  by  the  same  day,  in  lyke  peyne. 

"Item,  that  the  hye  bely  that  now  ys  four  tymez  in  the  yere  do 
ryd  and  make  cleane  his  mukhyll,  and  the  same  honestly  be  kept, 
in  peyn  of  xx.  *. ;  and  that  no  other  mukhylles  be  mayntayned, 
kept,  nor  made  within  the  towne,  but  only  thos  that  be  apwntyd, 
in  lyke  peyne." 

9  The  entry  reads  as  follows  :  "Aug.  12,  3  &  4  Phil,  et  Mar. 
Ad  hanc  curiam  venit  Johannes  Shakyspere  per  Thomam  Marten 
consil.  ad  barr.,  et  petit  judicium  versus  Thomam  Siche,  quia  non 
protulit  aclionem  quae  habuit  versus  praedictum  Johanuem  Slraky 
spere,  el  habet  judicium  cum  expensis." 


XXXIV  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

of  barley.10  From  which  it  seems  not  unlikely  that  he  may 
nave  been  at  that  time  engaged  more  or  less  in  agricultural 
pursuits.  It  appears  that  at  a  later  period  agriculture  wns 
his  main  pursuit,  if  not  his  only  one;  for  the  records 
of  the  corporation  show  that  in  1564  he  was  paid  three 
shillings  for  a  piece  of  timber ;  and  we  find  Mm  described 
in  1513  as  a  "  yeoman."  This  may  be  as  good  a  place  as 
any  for  noticing  the  tradition  given  by  Howe,  of  his  having 
been  "  a  considerable  dealer  in  wooL"  It  is  nowise  improlv- 
able  that  such  may  have  been  the  case.  The  modern  di- 
visnns  of  labour  and  trade  were  then  little  known,  and  less 
regarded :  several  kinds  of  business  were  often  carried  on 
together,  which  are  now  kept  quite  distinct,  and  we  have 
special  proof  that  gloves  and  wool  were  apt  to  be  united  as 
articles  of  trade.11 

We  have  further  proof  of  John  Shakespeare's  thrift  at  the 
period  now  in  question.  On  the  2d  of  October,  1556,  the 
same  year  in  which  we  find  him  spoken  of  as  a  glover,  he 
became  the  owner  of  two  copy-hold  estates  in  Stratford, 
which  were  alienated  to  him  by  George  Tumor  and  Edward 
West.  One  of  these  was  on  Greenhill-street,  consisting  of 
a  house  with  a  garden  and  croft  attached  to  it ;  the  other  on 
Henley-street,  consisting  of  a  house  and  garden.  For  each 
he  was  to  pay  the  lord  of  the  manor  a  yearly  rent  of  six 
pence.12  As  we  have  found  him  in  Henley-street  in  1552,  it 

10  This  item  occurs  in  the  registry  quoted  from  in  the  preceding 
note  :  "  Nov.  19,  3  &  4  Phil,  et  Mar.     Johannes  Shakyspere  que- 
rilur  versus  Ilenr.  Fyld   in   placito  quod   reddat  ei  xviii.  quarteria 
orde  quae  ei  injuste  detinet." 

11  "The  trwe  inventory  of  the  goodes  of  Joyce  Hobday,  late 
of  Stratford  upon  Avon,  in  the  county  of  Warwycke,  wydowe,  cle- 
ceassed,  taken  the  3  day  of  Apriell,  1602,"  has  the  following: 
"Inp.      George  Shacleton  oweth  me   for  wol.  xxiiii.s." — "Item, 
Mr.  Gutlredge  oweth  me  for  calves  lether  iiii.s.  viii.d." —  "John 
Edwards  of  Allveston  alias  Allslon  oweth  me  for  two  pere  of 
gloves  viii.rf." 

ls  The  original  boroupb -records  show  the  following  under  the 
dale  given  in  the  text : 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  XXXV 

is  aot  unlikely  that  he  may  have  then  rented  and  occupied 
one  of  the  houses  which  he  now  purchased.  Probably 
enough,  also,  this  may  be  the  same  house  in  which  tradition 
makes  the  Poet  to  have  been  born.  As  both  the  estates  in 
question  were  estates  of  inheritance,  the  tenure  was  nearly 
equal  to  freehold ;  so  that  he  must  have  been  pretty  well  to 
do  in  the  world  at  the  time.  For  several  years  after,  his 
circumstances  continued  to  improve.  Before  1558,  he  had 
become  the  owner,  by  marriage,  of  a  farm  at  Wilmecole 
called  Ashbyes,  consisting  of  fifty-six  acres,  besides  two 
houses  and  two  gardens :  moreover,  he  held,  in  right  of  his 
wife,  a  considerable  share  in  a  property  at  Snitterfield. 

His  thrift  is  further  shown  in  that,  before  the  close  of 
1570,  he  is  found  holding  under  William  Clopton,  at  a  year- 
ly rent  of  £8,  a  farm  of  about  fourteen  acres,  called  Ingon 
meadow,  situate  within  two  miles  of  Stratford.  At  what 
time  he  first  rented  it,  does  not  appear,  the  instrument 
proving  his  tenancy  being  dated  June  llth,  1581,  and  only 
stating  that  on  the  llth  of  December,  1570,  the  place  was 
in  his  occupation.13  We  learn,  however,  from  an  indenture 
made  on  the  30th  of  May,  1568,  that  he  was  not  then  hold- 
ing the  property.  Eight  pounds  being  a  very  large  rent  for 
only  so  much  land,  Malone  conjectured  that  there  may  have 
been  "  a  good  dwelling-house  and  orchard  "  upon  the  place ; 

"Item,  praesentant  quod  Georgius  Tumor  alienavit  Johanni 
Shakespere  et  haeredibus  suis  unum  tenementum  cum  gardin  et 
croft,  cum  pertinentiis,  in  Grenehyll  stret.  lent,  de  domino  libere 
per  cartam  pro  redd,  hide  domino  per  annum  v\.d.  et  sect.  cur.  et 
idem  Johannes  prsedictus  in  curia  fecit  domino  fidclitatem  pro 
eisdem. 

"  Item,  quod  Edwardus  West  alienavit  praedicto  Johanni  Shake- 
spere unum  tenementum  cum  gardin  adjacente,  in  Henley  strete, 
pro  redd,  inde  domino  per  annum  vi.  d.  et  sect.  cur.  et  idem  Jo- 
hannes pradictus  in  curia  fecit  fidelitatem." 

13  The  following  are  the  words  of  the  instrument:  "And  also 
one  other  meadowe,  with  thappurtenaunces.  called  or  knowen  by 
the  name  of  Ingon  alias  Ington  meadowe,  conteynynge  by  esti- 
mation fouretene  acres,  be  it  more  or  lesse,  then  or  late  in  th* 
tenure  or  occupacion  of  John  Shaxpere  or  his  assignes." 


JLXXV1  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

and  Knight  seems  quite  confident  that  John  Shakespeare 
must  have  used  it  as  a  place  of  residence.  This  latter,  to 
sa)  the  least,  is  rather  unlikely ;  for  in  September,  1568,  he 
became  high  bailiff  of  Stratford,  which  office  he  held  a  year 
and  in  September,  1571,  he  was  made  chief  alderman;  be- 
sides, as  Collier  observes,  he  had  a  child  baptized  at  the 
parish-church  of  Stratford  on  the  28th  of  September,  1571 ; 
all  which  makes  against  the  notion  of  his  having  then  resid- 
ed at  the  place  in  question. 

Another  large  addition  to  his  property  was  made  in  1575. 
This  was  a  freehold  estate  on  Henley-street,  bought  of  Ed- 
mund and  Emma  Hall  for  the  sum  of  £40,  and  described, 
in  a  fine  levied  on  the  occasion,  and  dated  September  29th, 
1575,  as  consisting  of  "  two  houses,  two  gardens,  and  two 
orchards,  with  their  appurtenances."  One  of  these  houses 
is  supposed  to  have  been  his  residence  from  that  time,  and 
the  home  of  the  Poet's  youth.  Probably  the  two  houses 
purchased  nearly  nine  years  before  were  still  owned  by  him, 
nothing  having  been  found  to  show  that  he  had  ever  parted 
with  them. 

Several  other  particulars  have  been  discovered,  which  go 
to  ascertain  the  wealth  of  John  Shakespeare  as  compared 
with  that  of  other  citizens  of  Stratford.  In  1564,  the  year 
of  the  Poet's  birth,  a  malignant  fever,  called  the  plague,  in- 
vaded Stratford.  Its  hungriest  period  was  from  June  30th 
to  December  31st,  during  which  time  it  swept  off  238  per- 
sons, out  of  a  population  of  about  1400.  None  of  John 
Shakespeare's  family  are  found  among  its  victims ;  and  Mr. 
Collier  thinks  they  may  have  escaped  its  ravages  by  with- 
drawing for  the  season  to  Snitterfield,  which  seems  to  have 
been  comparatively  untouched  by  the  destroyer.  We  have 
seen  that  at  this  time  he  held  property  there  in  right  of  his 
wife,  and  that  his  father  formerly  lived  there  as  tenant  of 
Robert  Arden.  Large  draughts  were  made  upon  the  char- 
ities of  Stratford,  on  account  of  this  frightful  visitation, 
On  the  80th  of  August,  a  meeting  of  the  citizens  was  held 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  XXXVH 

In  the  open  air,  from  fear  of  infection,  and  divers  sums  con- 
tributed foi  the  relief  of  the  poor. M  The  high  bailiff  gave 
3s.  4d.,  and  the  head  alderman  2s.  8d.  John  Shake- 
ppeare,  being  then  only  a  burgess,  gave  I2d. ;  and  in  the 
list  of  burgesses  there  are  but  two  who  gave  more.  Again, 
on  the  6th  of  September,  he  and  four  others  gave  Gd.  each, 
the  bailiff  and  six  aldermen  giving  each  I2d.  On  the  27th, 
another  contribution  was  made,  he  giving  Bd.,  and  others 
nearly  the  same  as  before.  Finally,  on  the  20th  of.October, 
he  appears  as  the  donor  of  I8d.  In  the  accounts  of  the 
borough,  also,  for  the  same  year,  we  find  the  corporation  in 
debt  to  him  for  the  sum  of  £1  5*.  8d.  ;15  and  a  similar 
account  for  1665,  shows  the  sum  of  £3  2s.  Id.  paid  him 
in  discharge  of  an  "  old  debt,"  and  also  a  further  debt  of 
7s.  4rf.,  "to  be  paid  unto  him  by  the  next  chamberlains." 
All  which  may  be  taken  as  proving  him  to  have  gained  a 
place  among  the  more  substantial  citizens  of  the  town. 

We  have  already  spoken  of  John  Shakespeare  as  holding 
important  offices  in  the  corporation  of  Stratford.  This 
seems  a  proper  place  for  tracing  his  career  in  that  respect. 
His  name  is  first  found  in  connection  with  the  public  affairs 
of  the  borough  on  the  30th  of  April,  1557,  when  he  was 
marked  as  one  of  twelve  jurymen  of  a  court-leet ;  and  he 
was  on  a  similar  jury,  September  30th,  1558 ;  which  shows 

14  Noted  in  the  Stratford  records  thus  :  "At  the  hall  holldyn  in 
oure  garden,  the  30.  daye  of  Auguste  anno  1564,  moneye  paid  to- 
wardes  the  releef  of  the  poure."  Then  follows  a  list  of  26  names 
of  contributors. 

16  As  some  of  the  minutes  in  this  account  are  very  curious,  it 
may  be  well  to  give  a  part  of  it:  "Thaccompt  of  John  Tayler 
and  John  Shakspeyr,  chamburlens,  made  the  x.lh  day  of  January 
in  the  syxte  yere  of  our  sovreigne  lady  Elyzabethe,  &c. 

'  Item,  payd  to  Shakspeyr  for  a  pec  tymbur     ....     iii.». 

•Item,  payd  the  scollmaster xvi./i. 

'  Item,  payd  for  defasying  ymage  in  the  chappell      .     .      ii.«. 

'  Item,  payd  to  Alen  for  lecbing  the  chylder     ....  iiii.  K. 

'  Item,  at  a  hall  holdon  the  xxvi.  day  of  January  anno  prsedicto, 
Xhe  chambur  ys  found  in  arrerage  and  ys  in  del  unto  John  Shak 
•pevre  .  ....  xxv.s.  vln.d. 


XXXVlii  THE    LIFE    OF     SHAKESPEARE. 

that  he  was  then  a  regular  trading  inhabitant  of  tie  town, 
In  1557,  he  was  also  chosen  an  ale-taster,  the  duty  of  which 
office  was,  "  to  look  to  the  assize  and  goodness  of  bread  and 
ale,  or  beer,  within  the  precincts  of  that  lordship."  Sep- 
tember 30th,  1558,  he  was  chosen  one  of  the  four  consta- 
bles, the  other  three  being  Humphrey  Plymley,  Roger  Sad- 
ler, and  John  Taylor.  On  the  6th  of  October,  1559  he 
was  elected  to  the  same  office  for  another  year,  and  was  a  so 
made  one  of  the  four  aifeerors,  whose  duty  it  was,  to  deter- 
mine the  fines  for  such  offences  as  had  no  penalties  pre- 
scribed by  statute.  He  held  the  latter  office  again  in  1561, 
and  in  September  of  that  year  was  also  chosen  one  of  the 
chamberlains  of  the  borough,  a  very  responsible  office,  which 
he  filled  for  two  years.  Advancing  steadily  in  public  rank 
and  confidence,  he  became  an  alderman  on  the  4th  of  July, 
1565 ;  and  on  the  29th  of  September,  1568,  he  was  elected 
bailiff,  the  highest  honour  that  the  corporation  coidd  bestow. 
He  held  this  office  just  a  year.  The  series  of  local  honours 
conferred  upon  him  ended  with  his  being  chosen  head  alder- 
man on  the  5th  of  September,  1571,  in  which  office  he  con- 
tinued till  September  3d,  1572.  The  rule  being  "  once  an 
alderman,  always  an  alderman,"  unless  positive  action  were 
taken  to  the  contrary,  he  retained  that  office  till  1586,  when, 
for  persevering  non-attendance  at  the  meetings,  he  was  de- 
prived of  his  gown. 

After  all  these  proofs  of  public  consequence,  the  reader 
may  be  surprised  to  learn  that  John  Shakespeare,  the  father 
of  the  greatest  thinker  and  greatest  poet  the  world  has  ever 
seen,  could  not  write  his  name !  Such  was  undoubtedly  the 
fact ;  and  we  delight  to  publish  it,  as  showing,  what  is  too 
apt  to  be  forgotten  in  these  bookish  days,  that  men  may 
know  several  things,  and  beget  witty  children,  without  being 
initiated  in  the  mysteries  of  pen  and  ink.  The  earliest 
Known  instance  of  his  appearing  as  a  marksman  is  in  a  list 
of  names  appended  to  the  proceedings  of  a  court -leet,  dated 
October  6th,  1559.  And  in  the  records  of  the  borough, 


THK    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  XXXI? 

under  the  date  of  September  27th,  1565,  is  an  order  signed 
by  nineteen  aldermen  and  burgesses,  calling  upon  John 
Wheler  to  undertake  the  office  of  bailiff.  Of  these  nine- 
teen signers  thirteen  are  marksmen,  and  among  them  are 
the  names  of  George  Whately,  then  bailiff,  Roger  Sadler, 
nead  alderman,  and  John  Shakespeare.  So  that  there  was 
nothing  remarkable  in  bis  not  being  able  to  wield  a  pen. 
In  this  case,  his  mark  is  placed  under  his  name  to  the  right, 
so  as  to  look  as  if  it  might  be  meant  for  Thomas  Dyxon, 
whose  name  is  written  next  after  his.  From  the  uncertainty 
thence  arising,  Knight  labours  hard  to  make  out  that  he  was 
not  a  marksman ;  but  there  are  too  many  proofs  of  the  fact, 
even  if  this  one  should  faiL  As  bailiff  of  Stratford,  John 
Shakespeare  was  ex  offitio  a  justice  of  the  peace ;  and  two 
warrants  are  extant,  granted  by  him  on  the  3d  and  9th  of 
December,  1568,  for  the  arrest  of  John  Ball  and  Richard 
Walcar  on  account  of  debts ;  both  of  them  bearing  witness 
that  "  he  had  a  mark  to  himself,  like  an  honest  plain-deal- 
ing man."  Several  other  cases  in  point  are  met  with  at  later 
periods.  On  the  15th  of  October,  1579,  John  and  Mary 
Shakespeare  "  put  their  hands  and  seals "  to  a  deed  and 
bond  for  the  transfer  of  their  interest  in  certain  property  at 
Snitterfield  to  Robert  Webbe ;  both  of  which  are  subscribed 
with  their  several  marks,  and  sealed  with  their  respective 
seals ;  his  seal  showing  the  initials  J.  S.,  and  hers  a  rudely- 
engraved  horse.  His  name  with  a  mark  affixed  to  it  is  also 
found  subscribed  to  an  inventory  of  the  goods  of  Henry 
Field,  dated  August  21st,  1592.  The  last  known  instance 
of  lu's  mark  is  in  a  deed,  bearing  date  January  26,  1597, 
conveying  a  small  portion  of  his  Henley-street  property  tc 
George  Badger.  These  several  documents  will  be  further 
noticed  hereafter,  and  are  but  mentioned  now  for  the  special 
purpose  in  hand. 

It  may  be  worth  noting,  that  before  1579  John  Shake- 
speare had  adopted  a  new  mark ;  and  this  fact  is  supposed 
to  have  some  connection  with  his  change  of  business.  In 


Xi  TUB    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE 

both  the  deed  and  the  bond  of  October  15th,  1579,  trans- 
ferring the  Snitterfield  interest  to  Webbe,  he  is  styled  "  John 
Shakespeare,  of  Stratford-upon-Avon  in  the  county  of  War- 
wick, yeoman."  At  what  time  he  ceased  to  be  a  glover  and 
became  a  yeoman,  we  have  no  means  of  knowing.  His 
earlier  mark,  that  of  1559  and  1565,  is  a  sort  of  cabalistic 
figure,  which  Mr.  Halliwell  thinks  to  have  been  symbolical 
of  his  pursuit ;  resembling  an  instrument  still  in  common 
use  for  stretching  or  opening  the  fingers  of  new  gloves.  His 
.ater  mark,  as  found  in  the  deed  and  bond  just  mentioned, 
and  in  all  the  after-instances  of  his  signature,  was  a  simple 
cross. 

John  Shakespeare's  course  of  good  fortune  seems  to  have 
reached  its  height  about  the  time  of  the  large  Henley-street 
purchase  hi  1575.  The  first  evidence  of  a  decline  of  pros- 
perity is  met  with  in  1578.  At  a  borough  meeting,  held  on 
the  29th  of  January  that  year,  it  was  ordered  that  every 
alderman  should  pay  6*.  8d.,  and  every  burgess  3*.  4d., 
"  towards  the  furniture  of  three  pikemen,  two  billmen,  and 
one  archer."  From  this  order  seven  persons,  two  aldermen 
and  five  burgesses,  were  excepted.  John  Shakespeare  was 
one  of  the  aldermen  so  excepted ;  he  was  to  pay  3s.  4d., 
and  Humphrey  Plymley,  the  other,  5*.  Again,  under  the 
date  of  November  the  same  year,  the  records  of  the  borough 
have  the  following:  "It  is  ordained  that  every  alderman 
shall  pay  weekly  towards  the  relief  of  the  poor  4d.,  saving 
Mr.  John  Shakespeare  and  Mr.  Robert  Bratt,  who  shall  not 
be  taxed  to  pay  any  thing."  By  the  same  order,  Mr.  Lewis 
and  Mr.  Plymley  are  taxed  3d.  each,  and  every  burgess  2d. 
Mr.  Knight  thinks  that  at  the  time  of  these  assessments 
John  Shakespeare  may  have  resided  out  of  Stratford,  prob- 
ably at  Ingon  meadow ;  and  that  this  was  the  cause  of  his 
being  thus  excepted.  Had  such  been  the  case,  he  would 
hardly  have  been  legally  designated  in  the  deed  and  bond 
of  October,  1579,  just  referred  to,  as  "  John  Shakespeare, 
of  Stratford-upon-Jlvon."  Again,  on  the  llth  of  March, 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  xli 

1579,  we  have  an  account  of  money  levied  for  the  purchase 
of  armour  and  arms ;  and  "  Mr.  Shakespeare "  is  one  of 
ten  names  whose  "  sums  are  unpaid  and  unaccounted  for." 
Has  share  in  this  case  is  put  down  as  3s.  4d.  Another  in- 
stance, to  be  mentioned  here  as  showing  him  straitened  for 
means,  is  furnished  by  the  will  of  Roger  Sadler,  a  baker 
dated  November  14,  1578,  and  proved  January  17,  1580. 
Appended  to  this  will  is  a  list  of  "  debts  which  are  owing 
unto  me  Roger  Sadler,"  and  among  the  items  is  one  of  Ed- 
mund Lambert  and  a  man  named  Cornish,  "  for  the  debt  of 
Mr.  John  Shakespeare,  £5." 16 

There  is  another  class  of  facts  bearing  towards  the  same 
conclusion.  In  the  spring  of  1579,  John  and  Mary  Shake- 
speare are  found  mortgaging  their  estate  of  Ashbies  to  Ed- 
mund Lambert  for  £40.  The  fine  levied  on  this  occasion  is 
printed  in  Halliwell's  Life ;  as  is  also  another  fine  levied  the 
same  year,  which  shows  the  same  parties  transferring  to 
Thomas  Webbe  and  Humphrey  Hooper  some  interest  in  an 
estate,  not  elsewhere  heard  of,  in  Wilmecote,  described  as 
consisting  of  "  seventy  acres  of  land,  six  acres  of  meadow, 
ten  of  pasture,  and  the  right  of  common,  with  the  appur- 
tenances." The  same  year,  on  the  15th  of  October,  also 
finds  them  parting  with  an  interest  in  some  property  at  Snit- 
terfield  to  Robert  Webbe  for  the  sum  of  £4.17  The  deed 

16  Lest  this  should  pass  for  more  than  it  is  worth,  perhaps  we 
ought  to  mention  that  in  the  same  list  Mr.  John  Combe  is  put  down 
as  owing  £23  ;  Mr.  Lewis  ap  Williams,  £3  ;  "  Richard  Hathaway 
alias  Gardiner  of  Shottery,"  £6  8s.  4d.  ;  William  Cox,  £10 ;  Mr. 
Michael  Gutheridge,  £1  ;  George  Merrill,  £6  12s.  4rf. ;  Mr.  Thom- 
as Trussell,  £1  4*. ;  Richard  Frost,  £4 ;  and  Mr.  Walter  Roche, 
£4. 

17  This  property  was  most  likely  a  part  of  what  Robert  Arden 
speaks  of  in  his  will,  1556,  as  his  wife's  "jointure  in  Snitterfield.1' 
Agnes  Arden  had  a  life-interest  in  it.     The  deed  of  1579  to  Rol. 
ert  Webbe  describes  the  property  in  question  thus  :  "All  that  theire 
moitye,  parte  and  paries,  be  yt  more  or  lesse,  of  and  in  twoo  mes- 
suages or  tenements  with  thappurtenaunces,  in  Snitterfield  afore 
said,  and  all  houses,  barnes,  stables,  gardens,  orchards,  medowes 
oastures,  to  the  said  twoo  messuages  belonginge  or  appertaining* 
~T  occupied  with  the  same.*' 


Till  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

« 

of  conveyance  and  also  the  bond  for  the  performance  of 
covenants,  with  the  names  and  marks  of  John  and  Mary 
Shakespeare  subscribed,  are  printed  at  length  by  Mr.  Ilal- 
liwell.  It  appears,  further,  from  a  fine  dated  in  the  spring 
of  1580,  and  discovered  by  Mr.  Halliwell  in  the  Chapter 
House,  that  Mary  Shakespeare  had  a  reversionary  interest 
of  much-  higher  value  in  some  other  property  at  Snitterfield, 
wliieK  was  then  made  over  to  the  same  Robert  Webbe  for 
£40.  This  property  was  vested  for  term  of  life  in  Agnes 
Arden ;  and  at  her  death,  which  occurred  December  29th, 
1580,  a  share  in  it  would  have  reverted  to  Mary  Shake- 
speare as  one  of  the  heirs-at-law  of  Robert  Arden,  who  had 
died  in  1556.18 

These  particulars  show  beyond  question  that  John  Shake- 
speare must  have  been  somewhat  pressed  for  money.  How 
long  the  pressure  continued  is  uncertain.  The  latter  sale 
was  probably  made  for  the  purpose  of  enabling  him  to  dis- 
charge the  mortgage  held  by  Lambert ;  for  on  the  29th  of 
September,  1580,  the  mortgage-money  was  tendered  to 
Lambert,  and  was  refused  on  the  ground  that  other  debts 
were  owing  to  him  by  Shakespeare.  Among  the  claims 
thus  urged,  may  have  been  that  already  mentioned  from  the 
will  of  Sadler,  for  which  Lambert  had  become  surety ;  and 
the  result  proves,  at  all  events,  that  either  the  claim  was 
thought  unjust,  or  else  the  party  was  unable  to  meet  it, 
Fhe  tender  and  refusal  of  the  money  are  ascertained  from  a 
replication  made  by  John  and  Mary  Shakespeare  in  a  Chan 
eery  suit  in  1597.  On  the  death  of  Edmund  Lambert,  his 
son  John  retained  possession  of  the  premises,  and  the  suit 

18  The  following  description  of  this  property,  and  of  the  Shake- 
speare interest  in  it,  is  given  by  Mr.  Halliwell,  from  an  entry  in 
certain  records  at  Carlton  Ride,  dated  Easter  Term,  1580  :  "  Inter 
Robertum  Webbe  quer.  et  Johannem  Shackspere  et  Mariam  uxo- 
rem  ejus  deforc.  de  sexta  parle  duorum  partium  duorum  mesua- 
giorum,  duorum  garclinorum,  duorum  pomar.,  Ix.  acrarum  terrse 
x.  acrarum  prati,  ct  xxx.  acrarum  jampnorum  et  brueruni,  cure 
pertinentiis,  in  tres  paries  dividend,  in  Snitterfylde." 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPLARE. 

in  Chancery  was  instituted  for  the  recovery  of  them.  No 
decree  in  the  case  has  been  found ;  but  as  the  matter  was 
at  that  time  probably  in  the  stronger  hands  of  Shakespeare's 
son  William,  there  can  be  little  doubt  that  it  was  carried 
to  a  successful  issue.  Mr.  Collier  is  of  the  opinion  that 
Lambert  may  have  relinquished  the  estate  on  the  payment 
of  the  £40,  and  of  the  other  sums  claimed  by  his  father  in 
1580. 

Still  we  must  not  from  these  things  infer  too  much  as  to 
the  shortness  of  John  Shakespeare's  means  in  1580.  He 
was  still  in  possession  of  the  two  copyhold  estates  alienated 
to  him  by  Tumor  and  West  in  1556 :  also  the  two  freehold 
estates  in  Henley-street,  which  he  purchased  in  1575,  were 
still  owned  by  him,  and  on  his  death  they  remained  as  a  part 
of  his  son's  inheritance.  Another  curious  fact  is  given  by 
Mr.  Halliwell  as  showing  that  his  means  could  not  have 
been  at  a  very  low  ebb.  It  appears  from  the  parish  regis- 
ter, that  a  daughter  of  his  was  buried  on  the  4th  of  April 
1579 ;  and  the  Chamberlain's  accounts  for  that  year  have 
an  entry  of  8d.  paid  by  him  for  the  bell  and  pall  at  the 
funeral;  which  is  the  largest  fee  in  the  list.19  So  that  his 
distress  could  hardly  have  been  so  great  at  this  time  as  hath 
sometimes  been  supposed,  and  as  the  other  facts  noticed 
might  seem  to  infer. 

Be  this  as  it  may,  the  pressure  seems  to  have  been  still 
harder  upon  him  a  few  years  later.  It  is  not  improbable 
that  his  affairs  may  have  got  embarrassed  from  his  having 
"  too  many  irons  in  the  fire."  The  registry  of  the  Court  of 
Record  has  a  large  number  of  entries  respecting  him,  scat- 
tered over  the  whole  period  from  1555  to  1595,  with  the 
exception  of  fifteen  years,  from  1569  to  1584,  during  which 
the  registry  is  deficient.  These  entries  show  him  to  have 

19  The  following-  are  the  entries  relating  to  this  point : 

"  Item,  for  the  bell  and  pall  for  Mr.  Shaxpers  dawter,  .  viii.  d 
'•Item,  for  the  bell  for  Mr.  Trusseles  child,  ....  \\\\.d 
'  Item,  for  the  bell  lor  Mres.  Combes, im.d. 


Xliv  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

been  engaged  in  a  great  variety  of  transactions,  and  to  hare 
Lad  more  litigation  on  his  hands  tnan  would  now  be  thought 
either  creditable  or  safe. 

We  have  already  seen  that  he  was  one  of  the  aldermen 
from  1570  to  1586.  He  was  very  seldom  absent  from  the 
councils  of  the  borough  before  1577 ;  and  from  that  time 
till  Ills  removal  he  was  rarely  present.  He  is  marked,  how« 
ever,  as  attending  a  meeting  held  October  4th,  1577 ;  and 
is  found  in  regular  attendance  from  that  time  till  January 
5th,  1578;  after  which  date,  the  only  instances  of  his  being 
present  were  September  51  h  and  November  4th,  1582.  At 
length,  at  a  meeting  held  September  6th,  1586,  he  was  re- 
moved, and  his  non-attendance  assigned  as  the  reason  of  the 
act.20  It  is  probable  enough  that  his  course  in  this  matter 
may  have  grown  from  a  wish  to  be  quit  of  the  office.  Mr. 
Halliwell  thinks  his  action  is  so  far  from  arguing  him  to  have 
been  in  pecuniary  distress,  that  "  it  implies,  on  the  contrary, 
the  ability  to  pay  the  fines  for  non-attendance."21  This 
seems  to  us  nowise  conclusive;  for  sacrifices  of  that  kind 
are  often  made  by  men  struggling  to  keep  up  their  credit, 
and  perhaps  to  retrieve  or  repair  their  fortune.  Some  per- 
sonal antipathies  growing  out  of  his  troubles  may  have  ren- 
dered him  unwilling  to  meet  with  his  fellow-aldermen  in 
public  council.  On  the  25th  of  May,  1586,  he  was  sum- 
moned to  the  Court  of  Record  as  a  juryman ;  which  proves 
him  to  have  been  in  Stratford  that  year,  and  able  to  attend 
the  meetings  of  the  corporation. 

Among  the  numerous  entries  concerning  him  in  the  regis- 

20  The  records  show  the  following  minute  of  the  proceedings  i 
"At  thys  halle  William  Smythe  and  Richard  Courte  are  chosen 
to  be  aldermen  in  the  places  of  John  Wheler  and  John  Shaxsperej 
for  that  Mr.  Wheler  dothe  desyre  to  be  put  owt  of  the  companye, 
and  Mr.  Shaxspere  dothe  not  come  to  the  halles  when  they  be 
warned,  nor  hatlie  not  done  of  longe  tyme." 

81  At  a  meeting  held  November  19ih,  1578,  it  was  "ordered 
that  every  alderman  and  burgese  that  hath  made  default,  not  com- 
minge  to  this  hall  accordinge  to  the  order,  shall  paye  their  met- 
ciament.'' 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  Xlv 

try  of  the  Court  of  Record  are  several  bearing  upon  the 
point  in  hand.  On  the  16th  of  February,  1586,  we  find  an 
entry  of  a  cap  is  issued  against  him  for  debt:  this  is  fol- 
lowed, on  the  2d  of  March,  by  another  capias  issued  in  be- 
half of  the  same  party ;  and  the  latter  entry  has  a  marginal 
note  which  seems  to  imply  that  after  all  the  debt  was  not 
discharged.  There  is  also  an  entry,  on  the  19th  of  January 
in  the  same  year,  of  a  return  to  the  effect,  that  he  had  no 
woods  on  which  distraint  could  be  made.  This  is  regarded 
by  Mr.  Halliwell,  himself  a  lawyer,  as  the  most  formidable 
circumstance  appearing  against  him :  but  he  thinks  that, 
taking  into  view  the  ancient  forms  of  process  in  actions  of 
debt,  it  "  must  be  construed  in  a  great  measure  by  legal 
formality,  not  necessarily  as  an  actual  fact;"  and  he  adds, 
"  there  can  be  little  doubt  that  he  was  keeping  himself  out 
of  the  way  of  the  service  of  a  process."  Another  entry, 
dated  March  29,  1587,  mentions  a  writ  of  habeas  corpus 
produced  by  John  Shakespeare ;  which  concludes  with  tol- 
erable certainty  either  that  he  was  in  custody  for  debt,  or 
that  he  wished  to  remove  a  cause  to  a  higher  court.  What 
effect  these  things  may  have  had  on  the  Poet,  will  be  con- 
sidered hereafter.  Mr.  Halliwell  winds  up  his  notice  of 
them  as  follows :  "  When  we  compare  these  facts  with  the 
probable  date  of  Shakespeare's  removal  to  London,  it  will, 
I  think,  be  found  to  raise  a  strong  probability  in  favour  of 
the  supposition  that  the  circumstances  of  the  family  had 
some  relation  with  that  important  step  in  the  Poet's  life." 

One  more  particular  will  conclude  this  part  of  the  subject. 
From  a  recent  discovery  in  the  State  Paper  Office,  it  ap- 
pears that  Sir  Thomas  Lucy,  Sir  Fulk  Greville,  and  six 
others,  having  been  commissioned  to  make  inquiries  touch- 
ing priests,  Jesuits,  recusants,  and  fugitives  in  Warwickshire, 
sent  to  the  Privy  Council  what  they  call  their  "  second  cer- 
tificate," dated  September  25th,  1592.  That  portion  of  the 
certificate  which  relates  to  Stratford-on-Avon  professes  to 
return  "  the  names  of  all  such  recusants  as  have  been  here- 


Xlvi  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

tofore  presented  for  not  coming  monthly  to  the  church,  ac- 
cording to  her  Majesty's  laws ;  and  yet  are  thought  to  for- 
bear the  church  for  debt,  or  for  fear  of  process,  or  for  some 
other  worse  faults,  or  for  age,  sickness,  or  impotency  of  body." 
This  introduction  is  followed  by  a  list  of  names,  and  among 
them  are  these  nine:  "Mr.  John  Wheler;  John  Wheler, 
his  son ;  Mr.  John  Shakespeare ;  Mr.  Nicholas  Barneshursl  ; 
Thomas  James,  alias  Giles ;  William  Bainton ;  Richard  Har- 
rington ;  William  Fluellen  ;  George  Bardolph."  These  are 
grouped  by  a  bracket ;  and  against  them  are  the  words,  — 
"  It  is  said  that  these  last  nine  come  not  to  church  for  fear 
of  process  of  debt."  Then  come  six  other  names  grouped 
in  like  manner,  and  against  them  are  the  words,  —  "  Were 
all  here  presented  for  recusants,  and  do  all  so  continue, 
saving  Mrs.  Wheler,  who  is  conformed,  and  Griffin  ap  Rob- 
erts now  dead." 

What  we  are  to  conclude  from  this  matter,  stands  in 
much  doubt.  It  is  to  be  noted,  that  the  return  purports 
to  give  "the  names  of  all  such  recusants  as  have  been  here- 
tofore presented ; "  which  would  naturally  infer  that  John 
Shakespeare  had  been  named  in  a  former  list  of  persons 
suspected  of  recusancy ;  but  on  this  point  we  are  without 
any  means  of  information,  the  most  diligent  search  having 
failed  to  discover  the  first  certificate  of  the  commissioners. 
Perhaps  all  who  did  not  go  to  church  as  often  as  once  a 
month  were  presumed  to  be  .ecusants,  until  they  should 
show  that  they  had  other  good  causes  for  staying  away.  At 
all  events,  it  is  not  very  likely  th_.t  John  Shakespeare  was 
indeed  a  recusant :  he  had  all  his  children,  that  we  hear  of, 
regularly  baptized  at  the  parish  church ;  and  we  have  seen 
him  holding  several  public  offices  which  he  could  not  have 
entered  but  under  such  oaths  as  no  honest  Romanist  could 
think  of  taking.  Still  it  is  possible  that,  like  many  other 
conscientious  men,  having  first  embraced  the  Reformation, 
he  afterwards  had  some  misgivings,  and  would  fain  have  re- 
lurned  to  the  faith  »f  his  earlier  years. 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

We  have  now  given  all  the  information  on  this  point  tha* 
lies  within  our  reach,  and  must  leave  the  reader  to  his  own 
judgment  in  the  question.  Touching  the  fear  of  process  for 
debt,  Mr.  Collier  thinks  nothing  of  the  sort  would  have  kept 
him  from  church  on  Sunday,  as  no  such  process  could  be 
served  on  that  day.  But  we  suspect  he  must  be  mistaken 
bere,  eke  why  should  the  return  have  alleged  this  as  the 
cause  of  his  not  coming  to  church?  The  commissioners 
must  have  known  what  could  and  what  could  not  be  done 
on  Sunday ;  and  we  cannot  judge  from  the  laws  of  our  time 
what  may  have  been  lawful  then.  But,  whatever  may  have 
been  the  cause  in  question,  whether  it  were  fear  of  arrest  or 
aversion  to  the  reformed  faith,  or  whether  it  were  "  age, 
sickness,  or  impotency  of  body,"  it  certainly  did  not  prevent 
his  being  called  upon  to  make  inventories  of  the  goods  of 
persons  deceased ;  a  task  which,  according  to  the  old  law- 
books,  should  be  performed  by  "  four  credible  men  or  more." 
Twice  in  the  year  1592,  on  the  24th  of  July  and  the  21st  of 
August,  we  find  him  engaged  in  offices  of  that  kind,  Ralph 
Shaw  and  Henry  Field  being  the  persons  whose  goods  were 
inventoried.82  At  the  end  of  the  latter  document,  we  have 
the  signature  "John  Shakespeare,  senior,"  with  his  mark, 
a  simple  cross,  placed,  as  usual,  a  little  below  his  name,  to 

24  This  Henry  Field  was  probably  the  same  person  against 
•whom  we  found  him  bringing  an  action  in  1556,  for  unjustly  de- 
lating a  quantity  of  barley.  —  We  subjoin  the  titles  prefixed  to 
these  two  inventories : 

"  The  true  and  perfect  inventory  of  Raph  Shawe,  of  Stratford 
upon  Avon  in  the  county  of  Warwicke,  woll-dryver,  decessed  ; 
taken  the  xxiiii.th  day  of  Julye,  in  the  xxxiiii.th  yeare  of  the 
raygne  of  our  soveraygne  lady  Elizabeth,  by  the  grace  of  God 
of  England,  France,  and  lerland,  Queene,  defender  of  the  Feytb, 
&c.,  by  the  discretion  of  Mr.  John  Shakspere,  Mr.  Willyam  Wil- 
son, and  Valentyne  Tant,  with  others. 

"  A  trew  and  perfecte  inventory  of  the  goodes  and  cattells  of 
Henry  Feelde,  late  of  Stretford  uppon  Avon  in  the  cownty  of 
Warwyke,  tanner,  now  decessed,  beyinge  in  Stretford  aforesayd, 
the  xxi.  daye  of  Auguste,  anno  Domini  1592,  by  Thomas  Trus 
sell,  gentyhnau,  Mr.  John  Shaksper,  Richard  Sponer,  and  others." 


THE    LIFE    OK    SHAKESPEARE. 

the  right ;  and  Mr.  Halliwell  says  the  signature  is  "  un- 
doubtedly in  Trussell's  handwriting."  Collier  thinks  the 
word  senior  was  in  this  case  affixed,  in  order  to  distinguish 
him  from  a  shoemaker  of  the  same  name,  with  whom  he 
was  perhaps  then  liable  to  be  confounded,  as  he  has  some- 
times been  since. 

From  this  time  forward,  his  affairs  were  doubtless  taken 
care  of  by  one  who,  as  we  shall  see  hereafter,  was  much  in- 
terested not  to  let  them  suffer,  and  also  well  able  to  keep 
them  in  good  trim.  In  January,  1597,  he  is  found  selling  a 
small  portion  of  his  Henley-street  property  to  George  Bad- 
ger for  £2 ;  and  the  deed  of  conveyance  shows  him  at  that 
date  still  living  in  one  of  his  Henley-street  houses.*3  The 
last  notice  that  has  been  discovered  of  him  before  his  death 
is  in  a  paper  containing  notes  of  an  action  for  trespas* 
brought  by  Sir  Edward  Greville  against  several  burgesses 
of  Stratford  in  1601 ;  in  which  he,  along  with  four  others, 
appears  to  have  been  called  as  a  witness.  He  was  buned 
on  the  8th  of  September,  the  same  year ;  so  that,  supposing 
him  to  have  reached  his  majority  when  first  heard  of  in 
1552,  he  must  have  passed  the  age  of  three-score  and  ten. 

On  the  maternal  side  our  Poet's  lineage  was  of  a  higher 
rank,  and  may  be  traced  furthei  back.  His  mother  was 
MARY  ARDEN,  a  name  redolent  of  old  poetry  and  romance. 
The  family  of  Arden  was  among  the  most  ancient  in  War- 

83  This  deed  was  lately  found  in  the  office  of  a  solicitor  at  Bir 
mingham.  who  permitted  Mr.  Halliwell  to  take  a  transcript  of  it. 
The  following  is  an  abstract  of  it  as  given  from  the  original  by 
Mr.  Halliwell  :  "  26  Jan.  39  Eliz.  Feoffment  whereby  John  Shake- 
speare, of  Stratford  upon  Avon,  yeoman,  in  consideration  of  £2  by 
George  Badger,  did  bargain,  sale,  give,  deliver  and  confirm  unJo 
•said  George  Badger,  his  heirs  and  assigns,  all  that  toft  or  parcel! 
of  land  in  Stratford  in  Henley  street,  the  house  of  said  Shake- 
ipeare  being  on  the  East  part  thereof,  and  the  house  of  said  Georgfl 
Badger  on  the  West  part  thereof,  to  hold  to  said  George  Badger 
his  heirs  and  assigns.  Executed  by  John  Shakespeare,  1'very  and 
seizin  indorsed." 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  xlix 

wickshire.  Dugdale,  under  the  head  of  Curdworth,  says,  — 
"  In  this  place  I  have  made  choice  to  speak  historically  of 
that  most  ancient  and  worthy  family,  whose  surname  was 
first  assumed  from  their  residence  in  this  part  of  the  coun- 
try, then  and  yet  called  Arden,  by  reason  of  its  woodiness, 
the  old  Britons  and  Gauls  using  the  word  in  that  sense." 
He  also  speaks  of  one  Turchill  de  Arden  who  received  fa- 
vours at  the  hands  of  the  Conqueror,  held  large  possessions 
in  the  shire,  and  occupied  Warwick  Castle  as  a  military  gov- 
ernor ;  for  which  cause  he  was  called  by  the  Normans  Tur- 
chill de  Warwick.  The  history  of  the  Ardens,  as  given  by 
Dugdale,  spreads  over  six  centuries.  The  earliest  notice  we 
have  of  the  branch  from  which  our  Mary  Arden  sprung,  is 
May,  1438,  when  land  in  Snitterfield  was  conveyed  "to 
Thomas  Arden,  of  Wilmecote,  and  to  Robert  Arden,  his 
son."  The  pedigree  of  the  family  as  traced  by  Dugdale 
brings  us  no  further  down  in  the  direct  line  of  Mary  Arden 
than  to  Robert  Arden,  her  great-grandfather.  He  was  the 
third  son  of  Walter  Arden.  Sir  John  Arden,  an  elder  son 
af  this  Walter,  was  squire  of  the  body  to  Henry  VTL ;  and 
he  had  a  nephew,  the  son  of  his  younger  brother  Robert, 
also  named  Robert,  who  was  page  of  the  bed-chamber  to 
the  same  monarch.  These  offices  were  at  that  time  places 
of  considerable  service  and  responsibility ;  and  both  the  un- 
cle and  the  nephew  were  liberally  rewarded  by  their  royal 
master.  Sir  John  Arden  died  in  1526.  By  conveyances 
dated  December  14th  and  21st,  1519,  it  appears  that  his 
nephew  Robert  then  became  the  owner  of  houses  and  land 
in  Snitterfield,  purchased  of  Richard  Rushby  and  his  wife. 
He  also  bought  another  house  hi  the  same  village,  October 
1st,  1529.  To  all  this  add  the  estate  conveyed  to  Thom- 
as and  Robert  Arden  in  1438,  which  was  most  likely  re- 
tained by  their  descendants  in  the  next  century,  and  we  shall 
find  Mary  Arden's  father  the  owner  of  a  pretty  large  prop- 
erty in  Snitterfield.  Among  these  possessions,  no  doubt, 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

were  the  house  and  land  which  we  have  seen  occupied  by 
Richard  Shakespeare  in  1550.24 

Mary  Arden  was  the  youngest  of  seven  children,  all  of 
them  daughters,  and  appears  to  have  been  her  father's  fa- 
Tourite.  On  the  7th  of  July,  1550,  Robert  Arden  executed 
a  deed  conveying  certain  lands  and  houses  in  Snitterfield  to 
Adam  Palmer  and  Hugh  Porter,  to  be  held  in  trust  for  three 
daughters,  Jocose  Arden,  Alice  Arden,  and  Margaret  Webbe 
The  latter  was  the  wife  of  Alexander  Webbe,  and  probab.y 
the  mother  of  the  Thomas  and  Robert  Webbe,  whom  we 
have  found  purchasing  certain  Shakespeare  interests  at 
Wilmecote  and  Snitterfield  in  1579  and  1580.  Ten  djfys 
later,  on  the  17th  of  July,  1550,  by  a  similar  deed,  already 
noticed  in  connection  with  Richard  Shakespeare,  he  con- 
veyed certain  other  property  in  Snitterfield,  reserving  for 
himself  and  wife  a  life-interest  therein,  to  the  same  trus- 
tees for  three  other  daughters.  These  were  Agnes  Stringer, 
Katherine  Etkins,  and  Joan  Lambert,  wife  of  Edward  Lam- 
bert, a  relative  of  the  Edmund  Lambert  whom  we  have  found 
taking  a  mortgage  of  Ashbies  in  1579.  In  both  the  deeds 
here  referred  to,  Robert  Arden  is  styled  "  of  Wilmecote,  in 
the  parish  of  Aston  Cantlow,  in  the  county  of  Warwick, 
hitsbandtnan."  It  is  quite  probable,  though  no  instrument 
to  that  effect  has  been  found,  that  before  his  death  he  made 
a  similar  provision  for  his  youngest  daughter,  Mary ;  for  we 
have  seen  that  John  Shakespeare  held,  in  right  of  his  wife, 

M  It  continued  in  his  tenure  as  late  at  least  as  1560 ;  for  in  an 
indenture  made  by  Agnes  Arden  on  the  21st  of  May,  that  year, 
she  "  demvseth,  graunteth,  &.C.,  unio  Alexander  Webbe  and  to  his 
assignes  all  those  her  two  mesuages,  with  a  cottage,  with  all  and 
singuler  their  appurtenances,  in  Snytterfield,  and  a  yarde  and  a 
halfe  of  ayrable  land  thereunto  belongyng,  with  all  lands,  mead- 
owes,  pastures,  commons,  thereunto  apperteynynge  ;  all  which  now 
are  in  the  occupation  of  Richarde  Shakespere,  John  Henley,  and 
John  Hargreve."  This  property,  of  course,  or  a  part  of  it,  is  the 
same,  that  we  have  already  found  Robert  Arden  conveying  to  be 
held  in  -.rust  for  three  daughters,  "  after  the  death  of  Robert  and 
Agnes  Ardeo  "  S«»e  note  4  of  this  chapter. 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  II 

some  interest  in  Snitterfield,  wlu'ch  he  alienated  to  Robert 
Webbe  for  £4,  in  1579.  It  was  probably  in  this  way,  also, 
that  she  acquired  the  considerable  interest  at  Wilmecote, 
which  we  have  already  noticed  as  being  transferred,  in  1579, 
to  Thomas  Webbe  and  Humphrey  Hooper. 

Robert  Arden's  will  was  made  November  24th,  and  proved 
December  17th,  1556,  he  having  died  in  the  interval.  We 
subjoin  the  greater  part  of  it : 

"  First,  I  bequeath  my  soul  to  Almighty  God,  and  to  our 
blessed  Lady  St.  Mary,  and  to  all  the  holy  company  of 
heaven ;  and  my  body  to  be  buried  in  the  church-yard  of  3t, 
John  the  Baptist  in  Aston  aforesaid. 

"Also,  I  give  and  oequeath  to  my  youngest  daughter 
Mary  all  my  land  in  Wilmecote  called  Ashbies,  and  the 
crop  upon  the  ground,  sown  and  tilled  as  it  is ;  and  £6  13s. 
4rf.  of  money,  to  be  paid  or  ere  my  goods  be  divided.  Also, 
I  give  and  bequeath  to  my  daughter  Alice  the  third  part  of 
all  my  goods,  moveable  and  unmoveable,  in  field  and  town, 
after  my  debts  and  legacies  be  performed ;  besides  that  good 
she  hath  of  her  own  at  this  time.  Also,  I  give  and  bequeath 
to  Agnes  my  wife  £6  13s.  4d.,  upon  this  condition,  that  she 
shall  suffer  my  daughter  Alice  quietly  to  enjoy  half  my  copy- 
hold in  Wilmecote  during  the  time  of  her  widowhood ;  and 
if  she  will  not  suffer  my  daughter  Alice  quietly  to  occupy 
hah"  with  her,  then  I  will  that  my  wife  shall  have  but  £3 
6*.  8d.,  and  her  jointure  in  Snitterfield. 

"  Item,  the  residue  of  all  my  goods,  moveable  and  un- 
moveable, my  funerals  and  my  debts  discharged,  I  give  anil 
bequeath  to  my  other  children,  to  be  equally  divided  amongst 
them  by  the  discretion  of  Adam  Palmer,  Hugh  Porter,  cf 
Snitterfield,  and  John  Scarlett,  whom  I  do  ordain  and  make 
my  overseers  of  this  my  last  will  and  testament;  and  they 
to  nave  for  their  painstaking  in  this  behalf  20s.  a-piece.  Also, 
I  ordain  and  constitute  and  make  my  full  executors  Alice 
and  Mary,  my  daughters,  of  this  my  last  will  and  testament 
Also,  I  give  and  bequeath  to  every  house  that  hath  no  team 
in  the  parish  of  Aston  4d." 


1)1  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

It  appears  that  Agnes  Arden  had  a  former  husband 
named  Hill ;  that  her  maiden  name  was  Webbe ;  and  that 
she  was  not  the  mother  of  any  of  Robert  Arden's  children. 
For  in  her  will,  which  was  proved  March  31st,  1581,  she 
makes  a  bequest  "  to  my  brotner  Alexander  Webbe's  chil- 
dren ; "  also  one  "  to  John  Fuvwood,  my  son-in-law ;  "  and 
the  parish  register  of  Aston  Cantlow  shows  that  John  Ful- 
wood and  Mary  Hill  were  married  the  15th  of  November, 
1561.  Her  will  also  makes  bequests  to  divers  other  per- 
sons named  Fulwood  and  Hill,  especially,  to  the  children  ol 
John  Fulwood  and  John  Hill ;  but  has  no  reference  what- 
soever to  any  of  her  second  husband's  children ;  from  all 
which  it  would  seem  that  there  must  have  been  some  es- 
trangement or  coldness  between  her  and  them. 

"  Her  jointure  in  Snitterfield,"  mentioned  in  the  will  of 
Robert  Arden,  was  a  portion  that  he  settled  upon  her  in 
1550,  as  appears  from  an  instrument  signed  and  sealed  by 
her  on  the  5th  of  July,  1580.Z5  It  was  in  this  jointure,  no 
doubt,  that  John  and  Mary  Shakespeare  held  the  reversion- 
ary interest  which  they  sold  out,  as  we  have  seen,  to  Robert 
Webbe  for  £40,  in  the  spring  of  1580.  It  may  need  to  be 
observed,  also,  that  the  bequest  of  land  in  Wilmecote  to 
Mary  Arden  does  not  mean  all  the  land  which  the  testator 
owned  in  Wilmecote,  but  merely  all  his  estate  there  that 


88  This  instrument,  after  specifying1  "two  mesuages,  one  cot 
lage,  and  all  lands  and  tenements,  with  thappurtenaunres  belong- 
inge  to  the  same,  lyinge  and  being  in  Snitterfield,"  continues  thus  : 
"Of  which  sayd  messuage  and  premisses  estate  was  made  to  me 
the  sayd  Agnes  for  terme  of  my  lyffe  by  Roberte  Arden  my  late 
husband,  in  the  fourth  yeare  of  the  raigne  of  the  late  King  Ed- 
ward the  Sixt ;  of  which  sayd  estate  for  terme  of  my  lyffe  I  am 
yet  seased."  The  description  here  made  of  the  properly,  as  will 
be  seen,  corresponds  with  that  given  in  the  preceding  note.  Prob- 
ably Agnes  Arden's  jointure  included  the  house  and  land  occupied 
by  Richard  Shakespeare  in  1550  and  1560;  but,  as  these  had  been 
conveyed  in  trust  for  three  other  daughters,  they  clearly  could  not 
be  included  in  that  part  of  the  jointuru  in  which  John  and  Marj 
Shakespeare  held  the  reversionary  interest  mentioned  in  the  text 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  liii 

was  known  by  the  name  of  Ashbies.  The  will  afterwards 
refers  to  other  property  which  he  owned  in  Wilraecote  by 
tenure  of  copyhold.  On  the  whole,  it  is  evident  enough, 
that  Robert  Arden,  though  styling  himself  "  husbandman  * 
in  1550,  was  a  man  of  good  landed  estate.  Both  he  and 
Richard  Shakespeare  appear  to  have  been  of  that  honest 
and  substantial  old  English  yeomanry,  from  whose  better- 
than-royal  stock  and  lineage  the  great  Poet  of  nature  might 
most  fitly  fetch  his  life  and  being.  Of  "William  Shake- 
speare's grandmother  on  either  side,  we  know  nothing  what- 
soever. His  father,  so  far  as  we  may  judge  from  the  name, 
was  of  Anglo-Saxon  descent.  Arden,  on  the  other  hand, 
sounds  like  a  Norman  name ;  its  first  original  being,  per- 
haps, from  that  old  forest  in  France,  which  breathes  so 
much  of  genial  freshness  and  delectation  into  the  scenes  of 
As  You  Like  It.  So  that  those  two  choice  bloods  were 
probably  mingled  in  the  Poet's  veins. 

The  exact  time  of  Mary  Arden's  marriage  is  uncertain,  no 
registry  of  it  having  been  found.  Of  course  it  must  have 
been  after  the  date  of  her  father's  will.  Joan,  the  first  child 
of  John  and  Mary  Shakespeare,  was  baptized  in  the  parish 
church  of  Stratford-on-Avon,  September  15th,  1558.  We 
have  seen  that  at  this  time  John  Shakespeare  was  well  es- 
tablished and  thriving  in  business,  and  was  making  good 
headway  in  the  confidence  of  the  Stratfordians,  being  one  of 
the  constables  of  the  borough.  On  the  2d  of  December, 
1562,  while  he  was  chamberlain,  his  second  child  was  chris 
tened  Margaret.  She  was  buried,  April  30th,  1563.  On 
the  26th  of  April,  1564,  was  baptized  "WILLIAM,  SON 
OF  JOHN  SHAKESPEARE."  The  birth  is  commonly  thought 
to  have  taken  place  on  the  23d,  it  being  then  the  usual  cus- 
tom to  present  infants  at  the  Font  three  days  after  their 
hirth :  but  the  custom  was  often  departed  from,  and  we  have 
no  certain  information  whether  it  was  observed  or  this  au- 
gust occasion.  At  this  time  the  father  was  owner  of  twc 
uopyhold  bouses,  and  was  probably  living  in  one  of  them  ; 


IJV  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

and  until  recently  a  house  in  Henley  «treet  was  pointed  oul 
by  tradition  as  the  Poet's  place  of  birth.  "We  have  seen 
that  throughout  the  following  summer  the  destroyer  was 
busy  in  Stratford,  making  fearful  spoil  of  her  sons  and 
daughters;  but  it  spared  the  babe  on  whose  life  .hung  the 
fate  of  English  Literature.  The  year  1566  brought  another 
son  into  the  family,  who  was  christened  Gilbert  on  the  13th 
of  October.  We  shall  meet  with  him  hereafter  in  connec- 
tion with  his  brother  William's  affairs.  In  1569,  when  the 
father  was  high  bailiff,  a  third  daughter  was  born  to  him, 
and  was  christened  Joan  on  the  15th  of  April.  From  this 
repetition  of  the  name,  it  is  presumed  with  good  cause  that 
the  first  child  had  died,  though  no  entry  of  her  burial  ap- 
pears  in  the  register.  The  second  Joan  lived  to  be  a  wife 
and  a  mother,  as  will  be  seen  hereafter.  On  the  28th  of 
September,  1571,  twenty-three  days  after  the  father  became 
head  alderman,  the  fourth  daughter  was  baptized  Anne. 
Hitherto  the  register  has  known  him  only  as  John  Shake- 
speare :  in  this  case  it  designates  him  as  "  Master  Shake- 
speare." Whether  Master  or  Magister  was  a  token  of  hon- 
our not  extended  to  any  thing  under  an  ex-bailiff,  does  not 
appear ;  but  in  all  cases  after  this  the  name  is  written  in  the 
register  with  that  significant  prefix.  This  Anne  Shake- 
speare was  buried,  April  4th,  1579,  and  the  sum  of  8d.  paid 
for  the  bell  and  pall  at  her  funeral.  "  Richard,  son  to  Mr. 
John  Shakespeare,"  was  carried  to  the  Font,  March  llth, 
1574,  and  to  the  grave,  February  4th,  1613.  The  giving 
of  this  name  yields  some  further  evidence,  if  such  be  want- 
ed, that  the  Richard  Shakespeare  mentioned  before  was  the 
Poet's  grandfather.  The  list  closes  with  the  baptism,  May 
3d,  1580,  of  "  Edmund,  son  to  Mr.  John  Shakespeare." 

Rowe,  as  may  be  seen  in  our  Introduction,  and  some 
others  after  him,  make  the  Poet  to  have  been  of  a  family 
of  ten  children,  whereas  our  list  numbers  but  eight.  Tlr's 
arose,  no  doubt,  from  there  having  been  another  John 
Shakespeare  in  Stratford,  who  was  a  shoemaker.  Rowe'» 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  lv 

reckoning  includes  but  one  Joan,  and  adds  three  others, 
Ursula,  Humphrey,  and  Philip,  thus  making  the  number  ten. 
John  Shakespeare  the  shoemaker  is  first  met  with  in  the 
corporation  books  as  a  burgess  present  at  a  hall  in  March 
1580.  In  September,  1585,  he  was  elected  one  of  the  con- 
stables, and  in  October  following  was  sworn  as  one  of  the 
ale-tasters.  The  chamberlain's  accounts  for  1586  have  the 
entry,  —  "  Received  of  Shakespeare  the  shoemaker  for  hia 
freedom,  the  19th  day  of  January,  30s."  In  1587  he  is 
found  availing  himself  of  what  was  known  as  Oken's  Char- 
ity, a  loan  of  £5,  to  be  employed  in  his  business;  which 
shows  him  to  have  been  both  poor  and  young,  these  being 
conditions  required  by  Oken's  will.28  Divers  other  instances 
of  his  name  are  found,  but  generally  with  "  shoemaker " 
added,  and  never  with  the  handle  Master  attached  to  it. 
Margery  his  wife,  to  whom  he  was  married  in  November, 
1584,  was  buried  in  October,  1587.  It  appears,  however, 
that  he  was  not  long  in  "  taking  to  himself  another  mate," 
the  following  baptisms  being  noted  in  the  parish-register: 
March  llth,  1589,  "Ursula,  daughter  to  John  Shake- 

"  The  Stratford  records  furnish  the  following  :  "At  a  hall  there 
holden  the  xvii.th  daie  of  Fehuarie,  anno  xxix.th  domina?  reginae 
Elizabeth,  &c.,  Thomas  Okeni  money  was  delivered  to  the  per- 
sonnes  whose  names  are  underwritten,  to  be  emploied  accordinge 
to  the  last  will  and  testament  of  the  saide  Thomas."  In  the  list 
of  names  underwritten  we  have  this  :  "John  Shaxpere  v.li.,  his 
suerties  Richard  Sponer  et  Roberte  Yonge."  —  From  the  Black 
Book  in  the  Corporation  Archives,  Warwick,  it  appears  that 
Thomas  Oken,  of  Warwick,  in  his  will  dated  Nov.  24th,  1570,  gave 
£40  to  Stratford-on-Avon,  "  to  bestow  and  deliver  the  said  soinrne 
of  fonrtie  poundes  to  divers  yong  occupiers  of  the  same  towne  of 
3tretford  upon  Avon  in  lone,  in  maner  and  forme  following;  That 
is  to  say,  unto  eight  such  honest  yong  men  dwelling  within  the 
same  towne,  that  be  of  some  honest  mistery  or  craft,  and  house- 
holders within  the  same  town,  being  also  of  good  name,  fame,  and 
conversacion  with  their  neighbors  in  the  same  towne;  That  is  to 
say,  to  every  such  one  of  the  said  eight  yong  men  the  sotntne  of 
five  poundes,  by  the  wave  of  loane,  to  be  occupied  by  him  and 
them  in  tbeir  said  craftes  or  mysteries  during  the  space  of  foure 
yeres." 


Ivi  THE    LIFE    OF     SHAKESPEARE. 

speare ; "  May  24th,  1590,  "  Humphrey,  son  to  John  Shake- 
speare;" September  21st,  1591,  "Philip,  son  to  John 
Shakespeare."  And  so  his  name  "  is  condemned  to  ever- 
lasting redemption,"  the  fault  of  his  parents  making  it  ne- 
cessary thus  to  immortalize  the  worthy  man. 

Nothing  further  is  heard  of  MRS.  MARY  SHAKESPEARE 
till  her  death  in  1608.  On  the  9th  of  September,  that  year, 
the  parish-register  notes  the  burial  of  "  Mary  Shakespeare, 
widow,"  her  husband  having  died  seven  years  before.  That 
she  had  in  a  special  degree  the  confidence  and  affection  of 
her  father,  is  apparent  from  the  treatment  she  received  in 
his  will.  There  are  few  chapters  in  human  history,  the  loss 
of  which  were  more  to  be  regretted,  than  that  which  should 
have  let  us  into  the  domestic  life  and  character  of  the  great 
Poet's  mother.  Both  the  mother's  nature  and  the  mother's 
discipline  must,  no  doubt,  have  entered  largely  into  his  com- 
position, and  had  a  principal  share  in  making  him  what  he 
was.  Whatsoever  of  woman's  beauty  and  sweetness  and 
wisdom  were  expressed  in  her  life  and  manners,  could  not 
but  be  caught  and  repeated  in  his  most  susceptive  and  most 
fertile  nature.  At  the  time  of  her  death,  the  Poet  was  in 
his  forty-fifth  year,  and  had  already  produced  those  mighty 
works  that  were  to  fill  the  world  with  his  fame.  For  some 
years,  she  must,  in  all  likelihood,  have  been  more  or  less 
under  his  care  and  protection,  as  her  age,  at  the  time  of  her 
death,  could  not  well  have  been  less  than  seventy.  She 
probably  never  realized  that  she  had  given  birth  to  the  great- 
est of  men :  she  must  have  been  a  remarkable  woman  in- 
deed, to  have  understood  at  that  time  what  a  miracle  of 
wisdom  and  wit  had  issued  from  her.  The  world  is  under 
great,  very  great  obligation  to  her.  There  is  little  danger 
of  her  being  ever  forgotten.  All  the  kings  and  queens  that 
have  lived  are  but  dust  in  the  balance,  compared  to  the 
MOTHER  of  WILLIAM  SHAKESPEARE. 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 


CHAPTER   II. 

FROM   THE    BIRTH   OP   SHAKESPEARE    TILL    HE 
ENTERED    THE    THEATRE. 

IN  the  preceding  chapter  we  have  dwelt  somewhat  mi- 
nutely, perhaps  too  much  so,  on  the  history  of  John  Shake- 
speare, as  gathered  from  legal  documents  and  public  records, 
with  the  view  of  throwing  whatsoever  light  were  possible  to 
De  thrown  on  the  circumstances  and  opportunities  of  the 
Peel's  boyhood  and  youth.  We  have  seen  him  springing 
from  what  may  be  justly  termed  the  best  vein  of  old  Eng- 
lish life.  At  the  time  of  his  birth,  his  parents,  considering 
the  purchases  previously  made  by  the  father,  and  the  for- 
tune inherited  by  the  mother,  must  have  been  tolerably  well 
to  do  in  the  world.  The  "  land  in  Wilmecote  called  Ash- 
bies "  was  an  estate  in  fee,  consisting  of  a  messuage,  fifty 
acres  of  arable  land,  six  acres  of  meadow  and  pasture,  and 
a  right  of  common  for  all  kinds  of  cattle.  Malone,  reckon- 
ing only  the  bequests  specified  in  her  father's  will,  estimated 
Mary  Shakespeare's  fortune  to  be  not  less  than  £110,  which 
Mr.  Collier  deems  "  an  under  calculation  of  its  actual  value." 
Later  researches,  as  we  have  seen,  have  brought  to  light 
considerable  sources  of  income  that  were  unknown  to  Ma- 
lone.  Supposing  her  fortune  to  have  been  as  good  as  £150 
then,  it  would  go  nearly  if  not  quite  as  far  as  $5000  in  our 
time.  So  that  the  Poet  must  have  passed  his  boyhood  in 
just  about  that  medium  state  between  poverty  and  riches, 
but,  of  the  two,  rather  verging  towards  its  upper  limit, 
which  is  accounted  most  favourable  to  health  of  body  and 
mind. 

At  the  time  of  his  father's  becoming  high  bailiff  of  Stratr 
ford.  William  was  in  his  fifth  year ;  old  enough,  no  doubt 


Iviii  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

to  understand  something  of  what  would  naturally  he  sari 
and  done  in  tho  home  and  at  the  fireside  of  an  English 
magistrate,  and  to  take  more  or  less  interest  in  the  duties, 
the  hospitalities,  and  perhaps  the  gayeties,  incident  to  the 
headship  of  the  borough.  It  would  seem  that  the  Poel 
came  honestly  by  his  inclination  towards  the  drama.  Dur- 
ing his  term  of  office,  John  Shakespeare  is  found  acting  in 
his  public  capacity  as  a  patron  of  the  stage.  The  chamber- 
lain's accounts  for  that  year  show  at  one  time  9s.  "  paid  K- 
tne  Queen's  players,"  and  at  another  time  12d.  "  to  the  Earl 
of  Worcester's  players ; "  and  these  are  the  earliest  notices 
we  have  of  theatrical  performances  in  that  ancient  town. 
What  particular  course  the  bailiff  and  the  players  took  on 
these  occasions,  is  not  known ;  but  R,.  Willis,  who  was  born 
the  same  year  as  our  Poet,  gives,  in  his  Mount  Tabor,  1639, 
the  following  curious  reminiscence : 

"UPON  A  STAGE-PLAY  WHICH  I  SAW  WHEN  I  WAS  A 
CHILD. 

"  In  the  city  of  Gloucester  the  manner  is,  (as  I  think  it  is 
in  other  like  corporations,}  that  when  players  of  interludes 
come  to  town,  they  first  attend  the  Mayor,  to  inform  him 
what  nobleman's  servants  they  are,  and  so  to  get  licence  for 
their  public  playing;  and  if  the  mayor  like  the  actors,  or 
would  show  respect  to  their  lord  and  master,  he  appoints 
them  to  play  their  first  play  before  himself  and  the  alder- 
men and  common  council  of  the  city ;  and  that  is  called  the 
mayor's  play,  where  every  one  that  will  comes  without 
money,  the  mayor  giving  the  players  a  reward  as  he  thinks 
fit,  to  show  respect  unto  them.  At  such  a  play  my  father 
took  me  with  him,  and  made  me  stand  between  his  legs,  as 
he  sat  upon  one  of  the  benches,  where  we  saw  and  heard 
very  well.  The  play  was  called  The  Cradle  of  Security, 
wherein  was  personated  a  king  or  some  great  prince  with 
his  courtiers  of  several  kinds,  amongst  which  three  ladita 
were  in  special  grace  with  him ;  and  they,  keeping  him  in 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  l\Z 

delights  and  pleasures,  drew  him  from  his  graver  counsel- 
lors, hearing  of  sermons,  and  listening  to  good  counsel  and 
admonitions ;  that  in  the  end  they  got  him  to  lie  down  in  a 
cradle  upon  the  stage,  where  these  three  ladies,  joining  in  a 
sweet  song,  rocked  him  asleep,  that  he  snorted  again ;  and 
in  the  mean  time  closely  conveyed  under  the  clothes,  where- 
withal he  was  covered,  a  vizard  like  a  swine's  snout  upon  hia 
face,  with  three  wire  chains  fastened  thereunto,  the  other 
end  whereof  being  holden  severally  by  those  three  ladies, 
who  fell  to  singing  again,  and  then  discovered  his  face,  that 
the  spectators  might  see  how  they  had  transformed  him  go- 
ing on  with  their  singing.  .  .  .  This  sight  took  such 
impression  in  me,  that  when  I  came  towards  man's  estate  it 
was  as  fresh  in  my  memory  as  if  I  had  seen  it  newly  acted." 
Gloucester  being  not  more  than  a  day's  ride  from  Strat- 
ford, much  the  same  custom  which  we  here  see  in  use  at  the 
former  place  was  probably  used  at  the  latter  when  the  first 
companies  acted  there.  So  that  the  bailiff  and  his  son  Wil- 
liam were  most  likely  present  at  those  performances.  From 
this  time  forward  all  through  the  Poet's  youth,  probably  no 
year  passed  without  similar  exhibitions  at  Stratford,  though 
we  hear  of  no  more  players  there  till  1573,  when  the  ac- 
count-books show  an  entry  of  5s.  8d.  "  paid  to  Mr.  Bailiff 
for  the  Earl  of  Leicester's  players."  In  1576  we  have  notes 
of  similar  donations  to  the  companies  of  the  Earls  of  War- 
wick and  Worcester ;  and  so  on,  continually,  from  that  pe- 
riod till  some  years  after  the  time  of  the  Poet's  quitting 
Stratford.1  Such  were  the  opportunities  our  embryo  Poet 

1  We  subjoin  fiom  the  chamberlains'  accounts  a  number  of  en- 
tries, showing  to  what  extent  Stratford  was  favoured  with  players' 

visits  : 

1577.     "  Paid  to  my  lord  of  Leyster  players  ....     xv.  « 

"Paid  to  my  lord  of  Wosters  players  .     .       iii.«.  im.d. 

1579.     "Paid  at  the  commandment  of  Mr.  BalifTe  to  the  Coun- 

tys  of  Essex  plears xiiii.  ».  vi.  d. 

1680.  "Paid  to  the  Earle  of  Darbyes  players  at  the  commaund- 

ment  of  Mr.  Baliffe     .     .  .  viii.  «.  iiii.  d. 


IX  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

had  fcr  catching  the  first  rudiments  of  that  art  in  which  he 
afterwards  displayed  such  learned  mastery.  The  subjec* 
will  needs  be  recurred  to  when  we  come  to  discuss  the  prob- 
able date  and  probable  causes  of  the  Poet's  first  connexion 
with  the  theatre. 

The  same  accounts  show  an  entry,  in  1564,  of  2s.  "paid 
for  defacing  image  in  the  chapel."  Even  then  the  excesses 
generated  out  of  the  Reformation,  and  rendered  fierce  by 
the  scarce-extinct  fires  of  Smithfield,  were  invading  such 
towns  as  Stratford,  and  inaugurating  a  "  crusade  against  the 
harmless  monuments  of  the  ancient  belief,  no  exercise  of 
taste  being  suffered  to  interfere  with  what  was  considered  a 
religious  duty."  In  those  exhibitions  of  strolling  players, 
especially  as  in  course  of  time  abuses  crept  in,  this  spirit 
found  matter,  no  doubt,  more  deserving  of  its  enmity.  While 
the  Poet  was  yet  a  boy,  a  bitter  war  of  books  and  pamphlets 
had  begun  against  plays  and  players ;  and  the  Stratford  rec- 
ords inform  us  of  divers  early  attempts  to  suppress  them  in 
that  town ;  but  the  issue  proves  that  the  Stratfordians  were 
not  easily  beaten  from  this  species  of  entertainment,  in  which 
they  evidently  took  great  delight.8 

1581.  "  Paid  to'  the  Earle  of  Worcester  his  players  iii.  ».  iiii.  d 
"Paid  to  the  L.  Barllett  his  players    .      .     .    iii. a.  ii.  d 

1582.  "Paid  to  Henry  Russell  for  the  Earle  of  Worcester 

players v.  *. 

1583.  "Payd  to  Mr.   Alderman    that    he  layd  downe  to  the 

Lord  Bartlite  his  players,  and  to  a  preacher       v.  *. 
"Payd  to  the  Lord  Shandowes  players    .      iii.  s.  iiii.  d. 

1584.  "  Geven  to  my  lord  of  Oxfordes  pleers     .      iii.  *.  iiii.  d. 
"  Geven  to  the  Earle  of  Worceter  pleers  .      iii.  s.  iiii.  d . 
"  Geven  to  the  Earle  of  Essex  pleers  .     .     iii.  *.  viii.  d, 

1686.     "Paide  to  Mr.  Tiler  for  the  pleyers     ....        v.*. 

15S7.  "Paid  for  mendinge  of  a  forme  that  was  broken  by  the 

Queues  players xvi.d 

"  Gy ven  to  the  Quenes  players  .....  xx.  s. 
"  Gy  ven  to  my  Lo.  of  Essex  players  .  .  .  .  v.  * 
"  Gyven  to  therle  of  Leycester  his  players  .  .  .  x.  s 
«  Gyven  to  another  company  ....  iii.  *.  iiii.  d 
"Gyven  to  my  Lo.  of  Staffordes  men  .  iii.*.  iii:  d." 

•  The  year  1602  furnishes  the  following :  "  V     December,  4fi 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  Ixi 

The  account-books  quoted  above  ftimish  notices  of  va- 
rious other  events  and  customs  which  bore  a  part  in  the 
Poet's  early  education.  We  have  entries,  in  1570,  of  sums 
paid  "  to  Humphrey  Getley  for  mending  of  the  stocks,"  and 
"  to  the  smith  for  iron-work  of  the  same  stocks ; "  facts  that 
infer  suitable  precedents  for  what  brave  Kent  is  made  to  un- 
dergo in  King  Lear.  Entries  also  there  are,  showing  that 
the  cucking-stool,  that  ancient  engine  for  taming  female 
shrews  and  scolds,  was  kept  in  repair  and  ready  for  use.* 
An  entry,  in  1577,  of  4s.,  "  paid  when  the  muster  was  here 
for  a  gallon  and  half  of  sack ; "  and  one,  May  20th,  1584,  of 
"  a  church-ale  granted  to  be  kept  by  the  church-warden ; " 
refer  us  to  other  sources  of  delight  and  instruction  for  the 
growing  youth.  Entries  touching  the  bowling-alleys  and  the 
butts  inform  us  that  these  were  among  the  favourite  places 
of  amusement.  What  means  were  in  use  for  appeasing  the 
anger  or  conciliating  the  favour  of  the  rich  and  powerful,  is 
shown  by  an  entry  of  I8d.  "  paid  for  wine,  sugar,  and  cakes, 
to  make  Sir  Fulk  Greville  drink,"  and  of  40*.  "  paid  to  Sir 
Fulk  Greville  for  nothing ; "  also,  of  3s.  "  for  sack  and  claret 
wine  for  Sir  Thomas  Lucy  and  my  Lady  and  Mr.  Sheriff  at 
the  Swan;"  of  6s.  lOd.  "for  wine  and  sugar  bestowed  on 
Sir  Edward  Greville  at  the  Swan;"  and  of  2s.  2d.  "for 
wine  and  sugar  when  my  Lady  Greville  came  to  see  our 
sport."  How  new  friendships  were  used  to  be  made,  or 
broken  ones  mended,  appears  from  entries  of  4s.  "  paid  Mrs. 

E!iz.  At  this  hall  yt  is  ordred,  that  there  shall  be  no  plays  or  in- 
terludes played  in  the  Chamber,  the  Guildhall,  nor  in  any  parteof 
the  howse  or  courte,  from  henstbrward,  upon  payne,  that  whoever 
of  the  Baylif,  Aldermen,  or  Burgesses  of  the  Boroughe  shall  give 
leave  or  license  thereunto,  shall  forfeyt  for  everie  offence  —  x.  s." 
Other  orders  still  more  stringent  were  passed  from  time  to  time  ; 
still  we  find,  in  1617,  an  entry  of  5s.  paid  by  "  Mr.  BayliflTs  ap 
poyniinent  to  a  company  of  players." 

*  1576.     "  Paid  for  mendinge  the  docke  stoole  two  elles    xii.  d, 

"  Paid  for  the  stoll  and  thinges  to  mend  it  withal  vi.  d. 

"  Paid  for  a  cocke  for  to  sett  on  the  stoole    .     viii.  d. 
1617.    "  For  ii.  trees  for  the  cookstoole      ....      xi.  «." 


Ixij  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

Quiney  foi  wine  to  the  chamber  in  making  Mr.  Baker  and 
Mr.  Smith  friends,"  and  of  3s.  4d.  "paid  at  Mrs.  Quiney "s 
when  Mr.  Rogers  and  Mr.  Wright  were  made  friends." 
Many  other  very  curious  and  edifying  entries  are  here  found, 
a  considerable  list  of  which  is  given  by  Halliwell.4 

We  have  seen  that  both  John  and  Mary  Shakespeare,  in- 
stead of  writing  their  name,  were  so  far  disciples  of  Jack 
Cade  as  to  use  the  more  primitive  way  of  making  their 
mark.  It  nowise  follows  from  this  that  they  could  not  read ; 
neither,  on  the  other  hand,  have  we  any  certain  evidence 
that  they  could.  Be  that  as  it  may,  there  was  no  reason 
why  their  children  should  not  be  able  to  say,  "I  thank 

4  The  reader  may  he  glad  to  find  some  of  the  more  curious  ones 
in  a  note  : 

1578.     "  Item,  to  John  Smith  for  a  pottell  of  wine  and  a  quar- 
terne  of  sugar  for  Sir  Thomas  Lucy       .     .     xvi.  d. 
1584.     "  Paid   for  a  quart  of  secke,  a  pottell  of  claret  wyne,  a 
quarterne  of  sugar,  for  Sir  Thomas  Lucy  knight 

ii.  s.  i  d. 
1586.     "  Paid  for  wine  and  sugar  when  Sir  Thomas  Lucie  salt 

in  comission  for  tipplers xx.  d. 

1594.     "  Item,  at  the  eaiinge  of  Mr.  Grevilles  bucke  the  kep- 

ers  fee  and  horse  hire        xxx.  s.  vi.  d. 

"  Item,  a  bankett  at  the  Beare  for  Mr.  Grevill 

xxxiii. «.  \\.d. 

1597.  "Payd  for  a  sugerlofe  to  send  to  Sur  Foke  Grivill  the 

20.  of  January,  11  li.  9  ounces,  at  xvi.  d.  a  pound 

xv.  s.  v.d. 

1598.  "  To  Jhon  Whittcoott  iiii.  dayes  worcke  at  9  d.  daye 

iii.  *. 

"Bald  Hughes  for  xi.  dayes  at  9  d.      .     .    viii.*.  iii.<f. 
1604.     "  Item,  we  do  present  the  greatest  part  of  the  inhabyi- 
ants  of  this  towne  for  wearing  theyr  repariell  con- 
trary to  the  stattut. 
1606.     "  Item,  to  Spenser  for  joistes  for  the  scolehouse  and  for 

work  about  the  same iiii.*.  ix.  d. 

1608.     "  Paied  Richard  Stanell  for  tiling  the  fre  skole       xxv.« 
1617.     "  For  a  quart  of  sack  sent  to  Mr.  Cooper,  a  preacher 

i.«. 

"  Payde  for  a  quarte  of  sacke  and  a  quart  of  clareel 
wyne  beestowed  of  Mr.  Harris  for  his  sermon  made 
heire  xx.d" 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  Ixii. 

God,  I  huve  been  so  well  brought  up,  that  I  can  write  my 
name."  A  Free  School  had  been  founded  at  Stratford  by 
Thomas  Jolyffe  in  the  reign  of  Edward  IV.  In  1553,  King 
Edward  the  Sixth  granted  a  charter,  giving  it  a  legal  being, 
with  legal  rights  and  duties,  and  ordering  it  to  be  called 
"  The  King's  New  School  of  Stratford-upon-Avon."  6  What 
particular  course  or  method  of  instruction  was  used  in  this 
school  we  have  no  certain  knowledge ;  but  it  was  probably 
much  the  same  as  that  used  in  other  like  schools  of  that 
period ;  which  included  the  elementary  branches  of  English, 
and  also  the  rudiments  of  classical,  learning.  The  master 
of  the  school  had  a  salary  of  £20  a  year ;  and,  sometimes 
at  least,  an  assistant  with  £10  a  year.6  Latin  was  taught 
in  all  the  free  schools  of  any  note  in  that  period.  Dr.  Simon 
Forman,  the  dealer  in  occult  science  quoted  in  our  Introduc- 
tions to  The  Winter's  Tale  and  Cymbeline,  says  of  an  igno- 
ran*  minister,  that  "he  could  read  English  well,  but  he 
could  no  Latin  more  than  the  single  accidence ;  and  that 
he  learned  of  his  two  sons  that  went  daily  to  a  free  school" 
Here  it  was,  no  doubt,  that  Shakespeare  acquired  the 


8  The  following  is  part  of  the  Charter :  "  We,  by  virtue  of 
these  presents,  erect,  ordain,  and  establish  a  certain  free  grammar 
school,  in  the  said  town  of  Stratford-upon-Avon,  to  consist  of  one 
master  or  teacher,  hereafter  for  ever  to  endure,  and  so  we  will  and 
command  by  these  presents  to  be  established  and  inviolably  to  be 
observed  for  ever  ;  and  that  the  said  school  shall  for  ever  be^com- 
monly  styled  The  King's  New  School  of  Stratford-upon-Avon ; 
and  that  in  the^same  school  there  shall  be  a  master  or  pedagogue 
to  be  named  and  appointed  from  time  to  time  by  the  Lords  of  th« 
Borough  for  the  time  being ;  which  master  or  pedagogue  shall  bo 
called  by  the  name  of  Master  or  Pedagogue  of  the  Free  School 
of  Stratford-upon-Avon." 

6  Mr.  Halliwell  gives  the  following  from  a  manuscript  at  Carl- 
lon  Ride  :  "  Memorandum,  there  is  a  virare  and  a  scolemaster 
that  have  a  stipend  of  xx.  li.  by  the  yere  granted  by  the  King  to 
eyther  of  them,  and  the  bailief  and  burgesses  of  Stratford  are  to 
pay  the  same  yerelie  stipendes  out  of  the  landes  that  were  geven 
them  by  the  King."  In  1685,  Sir  William  Gilbert  was  assistant 
master  at  £10  a  year. 


Ixiv  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

"  small  Latin  and  less  Greek "  which  Ben  Jonson  accords 
to  him.  What  was  "  small "  learning  in  the  eye  of  so  great 
a  scholar  as  Jonson,  may  yet  have  been  something  very 
handsome  in  itself;  and  his  remark  would  seem  to  imply 
that  the  Poet  had,  at  least,  the  regular  free-school  education 
of  the  time.  His  father  being  a  member  of  the  corporation, 
the  tuition  would  cost  him  nothing.  Honourably  ambitious, 
as  he  seems  to  have  been,  of  being  somebody,  it  is  not  un- 
likely he  may  have  prized  learning  the  more  for  being  him- 
self without  it.  William  was  his  oldest  son ;  when  his  tide 
of  fortune  began  to  ebb,  the  Poet  was  in  his  fourteenth  year ; 
and  from  the  native  qualities  of  his  mind,  we  cannot  doubt 
that,  up  to  that  time  at  least,  "  all  the  learnings  that  his  toion 
could  make  him  the  receiver  of,  he  took,  as  we  do  ah-,  fast 
as  'twas  minister'd,  and  in  his  spring  became  a  harvest." 
Of  his  professional  teachers,  supposing  him  to  have  attend- 
ed the  school,  nothing  is  known  except  the  names :  between 
1570  and  1578,  the  place  of  master  was  held  successively  by 
Walter  Roche,  Thomas  Hunt,  and  Thomas  Jenkins. 

The  honest  but  credulous  old  gossip  Aubrey,  who  died 
about  the  year  1700,  states,  on  the  authority  of  one  Mr. 
Beeston,  that  Shakespeare  "  understood  Latin  pretty  well, 
for  he  had  been  in  bis  younger  years  a  school-master  in  the 
country ; "  and  Mr.  Collier  thinks  it  possible  that,  being  a 
young  man  of  abilities,  and  quick  to  acquire  knowledge,  he 
may  have  been  employed  by  Jenkins  to  aid  him  in  teaching 
the  younger  boys.  He  adds  the  following  in  reference  to 
Aubrey's  statement :  "  As  persons  of  the  name  of  Beestcn 
were  connected  with  the  theatres  before  the  death  cf  Shake- 
speare, and  long  afterwards,  we  ought  to  treat  the  assertion 
with  the  more  respect.  Simon  Fonnan,  according  to  his 
Diary,  was  employed  in  this  way  in  the  free  school  where 
he  was  educated,  and  was  paid  by  the  parents  of  the  boys 
for  his  assistance.7  The  same  might  be  the  case  with  Shake- 
speare." 

'  ~~ae  following   is  from  his  Diary:  "Simon,  pereevinge  his 


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Possible  this  may  indeed  he,  and  that  is  perhaps  the  best 
can  be  said  of  it.  Much  more  likely,  it  seems  to  us,  is  the 
account  of  Howe,  though  there  is  no  incompatibility  between 
the  two  :  "  He  had  bred  him,  it  is  true,  for  some  time  at  the 
free  school,  where  it  is  probable  he  acquired  what  Latin  he 
wa«  master  of;  but  the  narrowness  of  his  circumstances,  and 
the  want  of  his  assistance  at  home  forced  his  father  to  with- 
draw him  from  thence,  and  unhappily  prevented  his  further 
proficiency  in  that  language."  Howe,  to  be  sure,  wrote,  as 
we  have  seen,  from  tradition,  and  not  till  upwards  of  ninety 
years  after  the  Poet's  death ;  but  he  was  evidently  careful, 
his  sources  appear  to  have  been  good,  and  what  he  says 
is  credible  in  itself,  and  accords  perfectly  with  what  later 
researches  have  established  respecting  John  Shakespeare's 
course  of  fortune.  He  also  tells  us  that  the  Poet's  father 
"  could  give  him  no  better  education  than  his  own  employ- 
ment." It  has  been  shown,  that  as  early  as  1579  his  father 
was  legally  designated  as  "  John  Shakespeare,  of  Stratford- 
upon-Avon  in  the  county  of  Warwick,  yeoman."  Nor  are 
we  sure  but  the  ancient  functions  of  an  English  yeoman's 
oldest  son  might  be  a  better  education  for  what  the  Poet 
afterwards  accomplished,  than  was  to  be  had  in  any  free 
school  or  university  in  England.  From  his  apt  and  frequent 
use  of  legal  terms  and  phrases,  Malone  and  Collier  are 
strongly  of  the  opinion  that  he  must  have  spent  some  time 
as  clerk  or  apprentice  to  some  one  of  the  seven  attorneys 
then  at  Stratford.  This,  too,  is  doubtless  possible  enough : 
t  jt  such  evidence  cannot  pass  for  much ;  for  he  shows  an 

mother  wold  doe  nothiuge  for  him,  was  dryven  to  great  extremity 
and  hunger,  gave  off  to  be  a  scoller  any  longer  for  lacke  of  main- 
tenam'e,  and,  at  the  priorie  of  St.  Jilles  wher  he  himself  \vas  firste 
a  scoller,  ther  became  he  a  scolmaster,  and  taught  some  thirty 
boies,  and  their  parents  among  them  gave  him  moste  parte  of  his 
diet.  And  the  money  he  gote  he  kept,  to  the  some  of  som  40*., 
and  after  folowinge,  when  he  had  bin  scolmaster  som  halfe  yere, 
and  had  40*.  in  his  purse,  he  wente  to  Oxford  for  to  get  more  lern- 
«nge,  and  soe  left  off  fr.nn  being  scolmaster." 


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equal  or  nearly  equal,  familiarity  with  the  technicalities  of 
various  callings  ;  and  it  seems  nowise  unlikely  that  his  skill 
in  the  law  may  have  grown  from  the  large  part  his  father 
bad.  either  as  magistrate  or  as  litigant,  in  legal  transactions. 

Knight  has  speculated  rather  copiously  and  romantically 
upon  the  idea  of  Shakespeare  having  been  a  spectator  of  the 
»ncre-than-royal  pomp  and  pagentry  with  which  the  Queen 
was  entertained  by  Leicester  at  Kenilworth  in  1575.  Strat- 
ford was  fourteen  miles  from  Kenilworth,  and  the  Poet  was 
then  eleven  years  old.  That  his  ears  were  assailed  and  his 
imagination  excited  by  the  fame  of  that  august  and  mag- 
nificent display,  cannot  be  doubted  ;  for  all  that  part  of  the 
country  was  laid  under  contribution  to  supply  it,  and  was 
resounding  with  the  noise  of  it ;  but  his  father  was  not  of  a 
rank  to  be  summoned  or  invited  thither,  nor  was  he  of  an 
age  to  go  thither  without  his  father.  Positive  historical  evi- 
dence either  way  on  the  point  there  is  none ;  nor  can  we 
discover  any  thing  in  his  plays  but  what  he  might  have 
learned  well  enough  without  drinking  in  the  splendour  of 
that  occasion,  however  the  fierce  attractions  thereof  may 
have  haunted  a  mind  so  brimful  of  poetry  and  life.  The 
whole  subject  is  an  apt  field  for  speculation,  and  for  nothing 
else. 

The  gleanings  of  tradition  excepted,  the  first  knowledge 
that  has  reached  us  of  the  Poet,  after  his  baptism,  has  ref- 
erence to  his  marriage.  Howe  states  that  "  he  thought  fit 
to  marry  while  he  was  yet  very  young,"  and  that  "  his  wife 
was  the  daughter  of  one  Hathaway,  said  to  have  been  a  sub- 
stantial yeoman  in  the  neighbourhood  of  Stratford ; "  and 
later  disclosures  prove  that  Howe  must  have  had  access  to 
good  Gources  of  information.  The  marriage  took  place  in 
the  fall  of  1582,  when  the  Poet  was  in  his  nineteenth  yeat. 
On  the  28th  of  November,  that  year,  Fulk  Sandels  and  John 
Kit  hardson  subscribed  a  bond  whereby  they  became  liable 
in  '.he  sum  of  £40,  to  be  forfeited  to  the  Bishop , of  Worces- 
ter, in  case  there  should  be  found  any  lawful  impediment  to 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

the  marriage  of  William  Shakespeare  and  ANNE  HATH- 
AWAY, of  Stratford  ;  the  object  being,  to  procure  such  a  dis- 
pensation from  the  Bishop  as  would  authorise  the  ceremony 
after  once  publishing  the  banns.  The  original  bond  is  pre- 
served at  Worcester,  with  the  marks  and  seals  of  the  two 
bondsmen  affixed,  and  also  bearing  a  seal  with  the  initials 
R.  H.,  as  if  to  show  that  the  bride's  father,  Richard  Hath* 
away,  was  present  and  consenting  to  the  act.8  Mr.  Collier 
says,  —  "  It  is  not  to  be  concealed,  or  denied,  that  the  whole 
proceeding  seems  to  indicate  haste  and  secrecy ; "  where- 

8  We  subjoin  the  document  from  Mr.  Halliwell,  who  says  the 
copy  was  carefully  made  from  the  original  : 

"  Noverint  universi  per  praesentes  nos  Fulconem  Sandells  de 
Stratford  in  comitalu  Warwici,  agricolam,  et  Johanuem  Rychard- 
son  ibidem,  agricolam.  teneri  et  firmiter  obligari  Ricardo  Cosin. 
generoso,  el  Roberto  Warmstry,  notario  publico,  in  quadraginta 
libris  bouse  et  legalis  monelse  Angliee  solvendis  eisdem  Ricardo  et 
Roberto,  hseredibus,  executoribus,  vel  assignatis  suis,  ad  quam 
quidem  solutionem  bene  et  fideliter  faciendam  ohligamus  nos,  et 
utrumque  nostrum,  per  se  pro  toto  et  in  solido,  haeredes,  executo- 
res,  et  administrators  nostros  firmiler  per  praesentes,  sigillis  nos- 
tris  sigillatos.  Datum  28  die  Novembris,  anno  Regni  Dominse 
nostrse  Eliz.,  &c.,  25th. 

"  The  condicion  of  this  obligacion  ys  suche,  that  if  herafter 
there  shall  not  appere  any  lawfull  lelt  or  impediment,  &c.,  but  that 
William  Shagspere  one  thone  partie,  and  Anne  Hathwey,  cf  Strat- 
ford in  the  dioces  of  Worcester,  maiden,  may  lawfully  solemnize 
matrimony  together,  and  in  the  same  afterwardes  remaine  and 
contiuew  like  man  and  wiffe,  according  unto  the  lawes  in  that  be- 
half provided  ;  and  moreover,  if  there  be  not  at  this  present  time 
any  action,  sute,  quarrel!,  or  demaund,  moved  or  depending  before 
any  judge,  ecclesiasticall  or  temporal!,  for  and  concerning  any  suche 
!a*'ihll  lett  or  impediment ;  and  moreover,  if  the  said  William 
Shagspere  do  not  proceed  to  solemnizacion  of  mariadg  with  the 
said  Anne  Hathwey  without  the  consent  of  fair  frindes  ;  and  also, 
if  the  said  William  do,  upon  his  owne  proper  costes  and  expenses, 
defend  and  save  harmles  the  right  reverend  Father  in  God,  Lord 
John  Bushopof  Worcester,  and  his  oflycers,  for  licencing  them  the 
said  William  and  Anne  to  be  maried  together  with  once  asking  of 
the  bannes  of  matrimony  betweeue  them,  and  for  all  other  causes 
which  may  ensue  by  reason  or  occasion  thereof;  that  then  the  said 
obligacion  to  be  voyd  and  of  none  effect,  or  els  to  stand  and  abide 
in  full  force  and  vertue." 


Ixviii  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE 

upon  Mr.  Ilalliwcll,  writing  more  advisedly,  has  the  follow- 
ing :  "  There  is  no  peculiarity  to  be  observed  in  it,  nor  can 
I  agree  with  Mr.  Collier  that  '  the  whole  proceeding  seems 
to  indicate  haste  and  secrecy.'  In  fact,  the  bond  is  exactly 
similar  to  those  which  were  usually  granted  on  such  occa- 
sions ;  and  several  others  of  a  like  kind  are  to  be  seen  in  the 
office  of  the  Worcester  registry.  It  is  necessary  in  these 
discussions  to  pay  attention  to  the  ordinary  usages  of  the 
period ;  and  the  more  minutely  we  examine  them,  the  less 
necessity  will  there  be  in  this  case  for  suggesting  any  insin- 
uation against  the  character  of  the  Poet." 

The  parish  books  all  about  Stratford  and  Worcester  have 
been  ransacked,  but  no  registry  of  the  marriage  has  been 
discovered.  The  probability  seems  to  be,  that  the  ceremony 
took  place  in  some  one  of  the  neighbouring  parishes,  perhaps 
Weston  or  Billesley  or  Luddington,  where  the  registers  of 
that  period  have  not  been  preserved.  Anne  Hathaway  was 
of  Shottery,  a  pleasant  village  situate  within  an  easy  walk  of 
Stratford,  and  belonging  to  the  same  parish.  No  registry 
of  her  baptism  has  come  to  light ;  but  the  baptismal  regis- 
ter of  Stratford  did  not  commence  till  1558.  She  died  or 
the  6th  of  August,  1623,  and  the  inscription  on  her  monu- 
ment informs  us  that  she  was  sixty-seven  years  of  age.  Hei 
birth,  therefore,  must  have  occurred  in  1556,  eight  years  be- 
fore that  of  her  husband. 

It  appears,  from  old  subsidy  rolls,  that  there  were  Hath- 
aways  living  at  Shottery  before  1550.  And  among  the 
"  debts  which  are  owing  unto  me,"  specified  in  the  will  of 
Roger  Sadler,  1578,  quoted  in  note  16  of  the  preceding 
chapter,  is  one  "  of  Richard  Hathaway,  alias  Gardiner,  of 
Shottery,"  £6  8s.  4d.  This  Hathaway  had  several  children 
born  after  the  beginning  of  the  Stratford  register,  and  their 
baptisms  are  duly  entered.  But  the  best  information  we 
have  of  him  is  from  his  will,  which  was  lately  discovered  by 
Mr.  Halliwell,  and  is  printed  at  length  in  his  Life  of  the 
Poet.  It  was  made  September  1st,  1581,  and  proved  July 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  btis 

9th,  1582,  which  shows  that  the  testator  died  in  the  interval ; 
and  its  contents  folly  bear  out  Howe's  statement  of  his  be- 
ing "  a  substantial  yeoman."  He  makes  bequests  to  Joan 
his  wife,  to  Bartholomew  his  oldest  son,  also  born  before  the 
commencement  of  the  Stratford  register,  and  to  six  other 
children,  named  Thomas,  John,  William,  Agnes,  Catharine, 
and  Margaret.  He  makes  no  mention  of  Anne,  neither 
does  he  of  Joan,  another  daughter,  born  in  1566 ;  probably 
because  he  thought  them  well  enough  provided  for  in  other 
quarters.  He  appoints  his  wife  sole  executrix,  desires  his 
"  trusty  friends  and  neighbours,  Stephen  Burman  and  Fulk 
Sandels  to  be  supervisors  "  of  his  will ;  and  among  the  wit- 
nesses are  the  names  of  William  Gilbert,  curate  of  Stratford, 
John  Richardson  and  John  Heminge.  He  had  the  advan- 
tage of  John  Shakespeare  in  one  respect,  at  least :  he  could 
write  his  name. 

One  item  of  the  will  is,  —  "I  owe  unto  Thomas  Whitting- 
ton,  my  shepherd,  £4  65.  8d."  Whittington  died  in  1601, 
and  in  his  will,  also  found  by  Mr.  Halliwell,  we  have  the 
following :  "  I  give  and  bequeathe,  unto  the  poor  people  of 
Stratford  40s.  that  is  in  the  hand  of  Anne  Shakespeare,  wife 
unto  Mr.  William  Shakespeare,  and  is  due  debt  unto  me, 
being  paid  to  mine  executor  by  the  said  William  Shakespeare 
or  his  assigns,  according  to  the  true  meaning  of  this  my  will." 
The  good  careful  old  shepherd  had  doubtless  placed  the  40s. 
in  Anne  Shakespeare's  hand  for  safe  keeping,  she  being  a 
person  in  whom  he  had  confidence. 

At  a  later  period,  Bartholomew  Hathaway  is  found  in  pos- 
session of  the  Shottery  estate ;  and  when  he  died,  in  1624, 
Dr.  Hall,  the  Poet's  son-in-law,  was  one  of  the  overseers  of 
his  wilL  And  Lady  Barnard,  the  Poet's  grand-daughter,  in 
her  will,  1669,  makes  liberal  bequests  to  Judith,  Joan,  Rose, 
Elizabeth,  and  Susanna,  daughters  of  her  "  kinsman  Thom- 
as Hathaway,  late  of  Stratford,"  who  was  most  likely  a 
nephew  of  Anne  Shakespeare. 

In  respect  of  the  Poet's  marriage,  Mr.  Halliwell  has  the 


llX  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

following  remarks,  which  seem  so  just  in  themselves,  and  so 
illustrative  of  the  case,  that  we  doubt  not  the  reatier  will 
more  than  excuse  us  for  adding  them  : 

"The  late  Captain  Saunders  discovered  two  precepts  in 
the  papers  of  the  Court  of  Record  at  Stratford,  dated  in 
1566,  which  appear  to  exhibit  Richard  Hathaway  and  John 
Shakespeare  on  friendly  terms.  These  precepts  were  issued 
on  the  same  day  on  which  the  brief  abstracts  are  dated  in 
the  registry  of  the  court ;  and  while  the  plaintiffs  are  re- 
spectively the  same  in  the  abstracts  and  precepts,  the  name 
of  John  Shakespeare  is  substituted  in  each  instance  in  the 
latter  for  Richard  Hathaway.  Although  I  have  not  met 
with  any  similar  instances,  yet  the  only  method  of  expla- 
nation is  to  conclude  that  Shakespeare  became  security  for 
Hathaway.  It  appears  that  the  distringas  in  each  case  was 
afterwards  withdrawn.9 

"  This  evidence  is  very  important  in  the  question  that  has 
been  raised  respecting  the  father  of  Anne  Hathaway.  The 
intimacy  which  probably  existed  between  Richard  Hathaway 
and  John  Shakespeare  at  once  explains,  the  means  through 
which  the  two  families  became  connected.  The  bond  suf- 
ficiently proves  that  the  marriage  must  have  taken  place 

'  The  following  are  copies  of  them,  superfluities  omitted  ; 

"  11  Sept.  8  Eliz.  Johannes  Page  queritur  versus  Ricardum 
Hatheway  de  placito  detencionis  &c.  ad  valenc.  octo  librarum. — 
Johanna  Byddoll  queritur  versus  Ricardum  Hatheway  de  pj&cito 
detencionis,  &c.  ad  valenc.  xi.  li. 

u  Preceptum  est  servientibus  ad  clavem  quod  distr.  seu  units 
vestrum  distr.  Jobannem  Shakespere  per  omnia  bona  et  cattala  sua, 
ita  quod  sit  apud  proximam  curiam  de  recordo  tent,  ibidem  ad 
respondend.  Johanni  Page  de  placito  debit!,  <fcc.  Datum  sub  si- 
gillo  meo  xi.  mo  die  Septembris,  anno  regni  Dominae  Elizabeths, 
&c.  octavo. 

"  Preceptum  est  servientibus  ad  clavem  quod  distr.  seu  unus 
vestrum  distr.  Johannem  Shakespere  per  omnia  bona  et  cattala  sna, 
ita  quod  sit  apud  proximam  curiam  de  recordo  tent,  ibidem  ad 
respondendum  Johanni  Byddele  de  placito  debili,  &.C.  Datum 
sub  sigillo  meo  xi.  mo  die  yeptembris,  anno  regni  Dominae  Eliza- 
bethae,  &c..  octavo." 


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with  the  consent  of  the  Hathaways  ;  and  the  bride's  father 
was  most  likely  present  when  Sandels  and  Richardson  ex- 
ecuted the  bond,  for  one  of  the  seals  has  the  initials  R.  H. 
upon  it  There  can  be  little  doubt  that  the  connexion  also 
met  with  the  approval  of  Shakespeare's  parents,  for  there 
was  no  disparity  of  means  or  station  to  occasion  their  dis- 
sent, and  the  difference  between  their  ages  was  not  sufficient 
to  raise  it  into  any  reasonable  obstacle.  Nothing  can  be 
more  erroneous  than  the  conclusions  generally  drawn  from 
the  marriage-bond.  Anne  Hathaway  is  there  described  as 
of  Stratford ;  but  so  are  the  two  bondsmen,  who  were  re- 
spectable neighbours  of  the  Hathaways  of  Shottery.  They 
are  mentioned  together  as  being  bail  for  a  party,  ;n  the 
registry  of  the  Court  of  Record.10  Thus  we  find  that  the 
entire  transaction  was  conducted  under  the  care  of  Anne 
Hathaway's  neighbours  and  friends.  It  has  been  said  that 
Sandels  and  Richardson  were  rude,  unlettered  husbandmen, 
unfitted  to  attend  a  poet's  bridal.  They  could  not,  it  is  true, 
write  their  own  names,  but  neither  could  Shakespeare's  fa- 
ther, nor  many  of  the  principal  inhabitants  of  Stratford. 
Richardson  was  a  substantial  farmer,  as  appears  from  an 
inventory  of  his  goods  made  in  1594,  his  friend  Sandels  be- 
ing one  of  the  persons  engaged  in  its  compilation.  The 
original  is  preserved  at  Stratford." n 

10  The  entry  is  as  follows:  "26  April,  29  Eliz.     Elizabelhe 
Smythe,  vidua,  attachiata  fuit  per  servientes  ad  clavam  ibidem  ad 
respondendum  Roberto  Parrett  in  placito  debiti,  Johannes   Rich- 
ardson de  Shottrey  et  Fulcus  Sandells  de  Shottrey  praed.  m.  pro 
praedicta  Elizabethe,  &.C.,  concord." 

11  The  Inventory  is  given  in  full  by  Halliwell,  and  fully  bears 
out  the  statement  that  "  Richardson  was  a  substantial  fanner,"  the 
turn  total  of  his  goods  being  set  down  as  £87  3».  8rf.     It  is  pref- 
aced as  follows:  "The  tru  inventory  of  the  goodes  and  chaitells 
of  John  Richardsons,  late  of  Shotlre  in   the  perish  of  Stratford 
upon  Avon,  in  the  countye  of  Warwycke,  decessed ;  taken   the 
iiii.th  day  of  November.  1594,  and   in   the  xxxvi.th  yeare  of  the 
raygne  of  our  soverayne  Lady  Elizabeth,  &c.,  and  by  the  dys- 
cretyon  of  Mr.  John  Gibbs,  Mr.  John  Burman,  Fowcke  Sandelh 
and  John  Barber." 


IXXI1  THE    LfFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

The  Poet's  match  was  evidently  a  love-match :  whethe? 
the  love  were  of  that  kind  which  forms  the  best  pledge  of 
wedded  happiness,  is  another  question.  It  seems  not  un- 
likely that  the  marriage  may  have  been  preceded  by  the 
ancient  ceremony  of  troth-plight,  or  handfast,  as  it  was 
sometimes  called ;  like  that  which  all  but  takes  place  be 
tween  Florizell  and  Perdita  in  Act  iv.  sc.  3,  of  The  Winter's 
Tale,  and  quite  takes  place  between  Olivia  and  Sebastian  b 
Twelfth  Night,  Act  iv.  sc.  3 ;  and  which  the  Priest  there 
officiating  describes  thus : 

"  A  contract  of  eternal  bond  of  love, 
Confirmed  by  mutual  joinder  of  your  hands, 
Attested  by  the  holy  close  of  lips, 
Strengthen'd  by  interchangement  of  your  rings  ; 
And  all  the  ceremony  of  this  compact 
Seal'd  in  my  function,  by  my  testimony."  1J 

The  custom  of  trotb-plight  was  much  used  in  that  age  and 
for  a  long  time  after.  In  some  places  it  had  the  force  and 
effect  of  an  actual  marriage ;  and  if  the  parties  were  for- 
mally united  within  a  reasonable  time  their  reputation  stood 
perfectly  clear,  whatever  may  have  happened  in  the  interim. 
Evils,  however,  often  grew  out  of  it ;  and  the  Church  has 
done  wisely,  no  doubt,  in  uniting  the  troth-plight  and  the 
marriage  in  one  and  the  same  ceremony.13  Whether  such 

14  The  Poet  has  several  other  instances  of  the  like  solemn  be 
trothment,  as  in  the  cases  of  Claudio  and  Juliet,  and  of  Angelc. 
and  Mariana,  in  Measure  for  Measure.  See,  also,  The  Two  Gea 
llttmcn  of  Verona,  Act  ii.  sc.  2,  note  1.  What  liberties  it  con- 
ferred, may  be  judged  from  the  language  used  by  the  jealous 
Leoutes  in  The  Winter's  Tale,  Act  i.  sc.  2  : 

"  My  wife's  a  hobby-horse  ;  deserves  a  name 
As  rank  as  any  flax-wench,  that  puts  to 
Be/on  her  troth-plight." 

**  Brand,  in  his  Popular  Antiquities,  speaks  thus  of  the  cus- 
tom :  "  There  was  a  remarkable  kind  of  marriage-contract  among 
the  ancient  Danes  called  hand-festing .  Strong  traces  of  this  re- 
main in  our  villages  in  many  parts  of  the  kingdom.  I  have 
been  more  than  once  assured  from  credible  authority  on  Portland 
Island,  that  something  very  like  it  is  still  practised  there  very  gen 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

solemn  betrothment  had  or  had  not  taken  place  between 
William  Shakespeare  and  Anne  Hathaway,  it  is  certain 
from  the  parish  register,  that  they  had  a  daughter,  Susanna, 
baptized  on  the  26th  of  May,  1583,  not  quite  six  months 
after  the  date  of  the  marriage-bond. 

Some  of  the  Poet's  later  biographers  and  critics  have 
taken  it  upon  them  to  suppose  that  he  was  not  happy  in  his 
marriage.  Certain  passages  in  his  plays,  especially  the 
charming  dialogue  between  the  Duke  and  the  disguised 
Viok  in  Act  ii.  sc.  4,  of  Twelfth  Night,  have  been  cited  aa 
involving  some  reference  to  the  Poet's  own  case,  or  as  sug- 
gested by  what  himself  had  experienced  of  the  evils  re- 
sulting from  the  wedlock  of  persons  "  misgraffed  in  respect 
of  years."  There  was  never  any  thing  but  mere  conjecture 
for  this  notion.  Howe  mentions  nothing  of  the  kind,  and 
we  may  be  sure  that  his  candour  would  not  have  spared  the 
Poet,  had  tradition  offered  him  any  such  matter.  As  for 
the  passages  in  his  plays,  we  cannot  discover  the  slightest 
reason  for  supposing  that  the  Poet  had  any  other  than  a 
purely  dramatic  purpose  in  them.  That  Shakespeare  was 
more  or  less  separated  from  his  wife  for  a  number  of  years, 
cannot  indeed  be  questioned;  but  that  he  ever  found  or 
sought  any  relief  or  comfort  in  such  separation,  is  what  we 
have  no  warrant  for  believing.  It  was  simply  forced  upon 

erally,  where  the  inhabitants  seldom  or  never  intermarry  with  any 
on  the  mainland,  ami  where  the  young  women,  selecting'  lovers  of 
the  same  place,  account  it  no  disgrace  to  allow  them  every  favour, 
and  that,  too,  from  the  fullest  confidence  of  being  made  wives  the 
moment  such  consequences  of  their  stolen  embraces  begin  to  b* 
too  visible  to  be  any  longer  concealed."  And  he  adds  the  follow 
ing  from  the  Christian  State  of  Matrimony,  1543  :  "  Yet  in  thys 
thynge  a'so  must  I  warne  everye  reasonable  and  honest  parson  to 
beware,  that  in  coutractyng  of  maryage  they  dyssemble  not,  nor 
set  forthe  any  lye.  Every  man  lykewyse  must  esteme  the  parson 
to  whom  he  is  hand-fasted,  none  otherwyse  than  for  his  owne 
spouse,  though  as  yel  it  be  not  done  in  the  church  ner  in  the 
streaie.  After  the  hand-fastynge  and  makyng  of  the  contracte, 
the  churchgoyng  and  weddyng  shuld  not  be  differred  too  longo, 
leat  the  wyckedde  sowe  hys  ungraciouf  scde  in  the  meanc  season.'' 


IXX1V  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

him  by  the  necessities  of  his  condition.  The  darling  object 
of  his  London  life  evidently  was,  as  will  be  seen  hereafter, 
that  he  might  return  to  his  native  town  with  a  handsome 
competence,  and  dwell  in  the  bosom  of  his  family ;  and  the 
yearly  visits,  which  tradition  reports  him  to  have  made  to 
Stratford,  look  like  any  thing  but  a  wish  to  forget  them  or 
be  forgotten  by  them.  From  what  is  known  of  his  sub- 
sequent course,  it  is  certain  that  he  nad  in  large  measure 
that  honourable  ambition,  so  natural  to  an  English  gentle 
man,  of  becoming  the  founder  of  a  family ;  and  as  soon  a* 
he  had  reached  the  hope  of  doing  so,  he  retired  to  his  old 
home,  and  there  set  up  his  rest,  as  if  his  best  sunshine  of 
life  still  waited  on  the  presence  of  her  from  whose  society 
he  is  alleged  to  have  fled  away  in  disappointment  and  dis- 
gust. 

To  Anne  Hathaway,  we  have  little  doubt,  were  addressed, 
in  his  early  morn  of  love,  the  three  Sonnets  playing  on  the 
author's  name,  numbered  cxxxv.,  cxxxvi.,  and  cxliii.  as  origi 
nally  printed.  These  have  indeed  very  little  merit;  they 
are  framed  with  too  much  art,  or  else  with  too  little,  to  ex- 
press any  real  passion ;  in  short,  both  the  matter  and  the 
style  of  them  are  hardly  good  enough  *o  have  been  his  at 
any  time,  certainly  none  too  good  to  have  been  the  work  of 
his  boyhood.  And  we  have  seen  no  conjecture  on  the  point 
that  bears  greater  likelihoods  of  truth,  than  that  another 
three,  far  different  in  merit,  the  xcviL,  xcviii.,  and  xcix.,  were 
addressed,  much  later  in  life,  to  the  same  "object.  The  pre- 
vailing tone  and  imagery  of  them  are  such  as  he  would 
hardly  have  used  but  with  a  woman  in  his  thoughts ;  they 
are  full-fraught  with  deep  personal  feeling  as  distinguished 
from  mere  exercises  of  fancy ;  and  they  speak,  with  unsur- 
passable tenderness,  of  frequent  absences,  such  as,  before 
the  Sonnets  were  first  printed,  the  Poet  had  experienced 
from  the  wife  of  his  bosom.  We  feel  morally  certain  thai 
she  was  the  inspirer  of  them.  And  we  are  scarcely  less  per- 
suaded, that  a  third  cluster,  from  the  cix.  to  the  cxvii.,  in 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

elusive,  had  the  same  source.  These,  too,  are  clearly  con- 
cerned with  the  deeper  interests  and  regards  of  private  life ; 
they  carry  a  homefelt  energy  and  fulness  of  pathos,  such  aa 
argue  them  to  have  had  a  far  other  origin  than  in  trials  of 
art ;  they  speak  of  compelled  absences  from  the  object  that 
inspired  them,  and  are  charged  with  regrets  and  confessions, 
such  as  could  only  have  sprung  from  the  Poet's  own  breast  • 
md  when  he  says,  — 

'  Accuse  me  thus  :  That  I  have  scanted  all 
Wherein  I  should  your  great  deserts  repay  ; 
Forgot  upon  your  dearest  love  to  call, 
Whereto  all  bonds  do  tie  me  day  by  day  ; 
That  I  have  frequent  been  with  unknown  minds, 
And  given  to  time  your  own  dear-purchased  right"  — 

it  will  take  more  than  has  yet  appeared,  to  persuade  us  that 
his  thoughts  were  travelling  anywhere  but  home  to  the  bride 
of  his  youth  and  mother  of  his  children. 

On  the  2d  of  February,  1585,  two  more  children,  twins, 
were  christened  in  the  parish  church  as  "  Hamnet  and  Ju- 
dith, son  and  daughter  to  William  Shakespeare."  Malone 
conjectured  that  Hamnet  Sadler  and  Judith  his  wife,  who 
were  neighbours  and  friends  of  the  Poet,  may  have  stood 
sponsors  to  the  infants,  and  hence  the  names.  The  conjec- 
ture is  not  improbable.  Tradition  apart,  this  is  the  last  we 
hear  of  the  Poet,  till  he  is  found  a  sharer  in  the  Blackfriars 
llieatre  in  London. 

As  might  be  expected,  tradition  has  been  busy  with  the 
probable  causes  of  his  betaking  himself  to  the  stage.  Sev- 
eral reasons  have  been  assigned  for  the  act,  such  as,  first,  a 
natural  inclination  to  poetry  and  acting;  second,  a  deer- 
stealing  frolic,  which  resulted  in  making  Stratford  too  hot 
for  him ;  third,  the  pecuniary  embarrassments  of  his  father. 
It  is  not  unlikely  that  all  these  causes,  and  perhaps  others, 
may  have  concurred  in  putting  Jiim  upon  the  step. 

For  the  first,  we  have  the  clear  and  credible  testimony  of 
fVubrey,  whom  Malone  supposes  to  have  be<yi  in  Stratford 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

about  1580.  Aubrey  was  an  arrant  and  inveterate  hunter 
after  anecdotes,  and  seems  to  have  caught  up  and  noted 
down,  without  sifting  or  scrutiny,  whatever  quaint  or  curious 
matter  came  in  his  way.  Of  course,  therefore,  no  great  re- 
liance can  attach  to  what  he  says,  unless  it  be  sustained  by 
other  strength  than  his  authority.  In  this  case,  his  words 
Bound  like  truth,  and  are  supported  by  all  the  likelihoods 
that  can  grow  from  what  we  must  presume  to  have  been  the 
Poet's  natural  complexion  of  mind.  "  This  William,"  says 
he,  "  being  inclined  naturally  to  poetry  and  acting,  came  to 
London,  I  guess  about  eighteen,  and  was  an  actor  at  one  of 
the  play-houses,  and  did  act  exceedingly  welL  He  began 
early  to  make  essays  at  dramatic  poetry,  which  at  that  time 
was  very  low,  and  his  plays  took  well.  He  was  a  handsome, 
well-shap'd  man,  very  good  company,  and  of  a  very  ready 
and  pleasant  smoothe  wit  The  humour  of  the  constable, 
in  Midsummer-Night's  Dream,  he  happened  to  take  at 
Grendon  in  Bucks,  which  is  the  road  from  London  to  Strat- 
ford ;  and  there  was  living  that  constable  about  1642,  when 
I  first  came  to  Oxford.  I  think  it  was  midsummer-night 
that  he  happened  to  lie  there.  Mr.  Jos.  Howe  is  of  that 
parish,  and  knew  him.  Ben  Jonson  and  he  did  gather  hu- 
mours of  men  daily,  wherever  they  came."  u 

14  As  to  certain  other  parts  of  what  Aubrey  so  gossipingly  nar 
rates,  we  make  no  account  of  them  whatever.  Such  is  the  follow- 
ing, which  hears  fable  written  on  its  face  :  "  Mr.  William  Shake- 
speare was  home  at  Stratford  upon  Avon  in  the  county  of  War- 
wick :  his  father  was  a  butcher;  and  I  have  been  told  heretofore 
t>y  some  of  the  neighbours,  that  when  he  was  a  boy  he  exercised 
his  father's  trade,  but  when  he  kill'd  a  calfe,  he  would  doe  it  in  a 
high  style,  and  make  a  speech.  There  was  at  that  time  another 
butcher's  son  in  this  towne,  lhat  was  held  not  at  all  inferior  to  him 
for  a  natural]  witt,  his  acquaintance  and  coetanean,  but  dyed 
young."  It  is  remarkable  lhat  Aubrey  makes  Michael  Drayton, 
also  from  Warwickshire,  to  have  been  likewise  "  a  butcher's  son,'1 
which  is  known  not  to  have  been  the  case.  However,  perhaps  we 
ought  to  add  another  version  of  the  story  from  a  small  treatise, 
written  in  April,  1693,  by  one  Dowdall.  and  addressed  to  Edward 
Southwell.  The  writer  is  giving  an  account  of  a  visit  he  made  to 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  .XXVII 

Tliis  natural  inclination,  fed,  as  in  all  likelihood  it  was,  b» 
the  frequent  theatr'Tal  performances  which  took  place  at 
Stratford  all  througn  the  Poet's  boyhood,  would  go  far,  if 
not  suffice  of  itself,  to  account  for  his  subsequent  course  of 
life.  We  have  already  seen  that  before  1577  four  several 
companies,  the  Queen's,  the  Earl  of  Worcester's,  the  Earl 
of  Leicester's,  and  the  Earl  of  Warwick's,  acted  there  under 
the  patronage  of  the  corporation.  And  the  chamberlain'i 
accounts  show  that  between  1569  and  1587  no  less  than  tea 
distinct  companies  exhibited  under  the  same  auspices,  in- 
cluding, besides  those  just  named,  the  Earl  of  Derby's,  the 
Earl  of  Berkley's,  the  Lord  Chandos',  the  Earl  of  Oxford's, 
the  Earl  of  Essex',  and  the  Earl  of  Stafford's.  In  1587, 
five  of  these  companies  are  found  performing  there;  and 
within  the  period  mentioned  the  Earl  of  Leicester's  men  are 
noted  on  three  several  occasions  as  receiving  money  from  the 
corporation,  namely,  in  1573,  1577,  and  1587.  In  May, 
1574,  the  Earl  of  Leicester  obtained  a  patent  under  th» 
great  seal,  enabling  his  players,  James  Burbage,  John  Perkyn 
John  Laneham,  William  Johnson,  and  Robert  Wilson,  to  ex 
ercise  their  art  in  any  part  of  the  kingdom  except  London 
In  1587,  this  company  became  "The  Lord  Chamberlain'. 
Servants; "  and  we  shall  find  that  in  1589  Shakespeare  was 
a  member  of  it.  James  Burbage  was  the  father  of  Richard 
Burbage,  the  greatest  actor  of  that  age ;  and  we  learn  from 
the  Earl  of  Southampton,  in  a  letter  to  be  given  hereafter, 
that  Richard  Burbage  and  William  Shakespeare  were  "both 
of  one  county,  and  indeed  almost  of  one  town."  In  1558, 

the  Stratford  church:  "The  clarke  that  shew'd  me  this  church  is 
above  80  years  old  ;  he  says  that  this  Shakespear  was  formerly  in 
this  towne  bound  apprentice  to  a  butcher,  but  that  he  run  from  his 
master  to  London,  and  there  was  received  into  the  playhouse  as  a 
geiviture,  and  by  this  meanes  had  an  opportunity  to  be  what  he 
afterwards  prov'd.1'  Probably  Aubrey's  and  Dowdall's  stories 
grew  both  fro;n  the  same  source,  the  matter  being'  varied  from  time 
to  time  in  the  telling.  Malone  discovered  that  there  was  a  butchei 
»amed  John  Shakespeare  living  at  Warwick  in  1610.  Hence 
s^  the  stories  in  question. 


IxXY'iii  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKF.SPEARE. 

Francis  Burbage  was  high  bailiff  of  Stratford :  he  was  prob- 
ably a  relative,  perhaps  a  brother,  of  James.  Another  mem- 
ber of  the  same  company  in  1589,  was  Thomas  Greene,  also 
from  Stratford ;  and  Malone  supposes  that  he,  being  older 
in  the  business  than  Shakespeare,  may  have  introduced  him 
to  the  theatre.15  Among  the  players,  also,  with  whom  our 
Poet  was  afterwards  associated,  are  found  the  names  of 
John  Heminge,  William  Slye,  and  Nicholas  Tooley,  all  War- 
wickshire men. 

We  have  just  seen  that  after  1577  the  chamberlain's  ac- 
counts have  no  entry  touching  the  Earl  of  Leicester's  play- 
ers, till  1587.  Nevertheless,  it  is  altogether  likely  that  they 
were  there  many  times  during  that  interval.  For,  armed  as 
they  were  with  a  patent  under  the  great  seal,  they  could 
perform  independently  of  the  corporation ;  which  other  com- 
panies could  not  do,  an  act  having  been  passed  in  1572  for 
restraining  itinerant  actors ;  whereby  they  became  liable  to 
be  proceeded  against  as  vagabonds,  for  performing  without  a 
licence  from  the  local  authorities.  It  may,  we  think,  be 
safely  presumed,  that  before  1586  Shakespeare  was  well  ac- 
quainted with  some  of  the  players  with  whom,  only  three 
years  after,  he  is  found  a  joint  sharer  in  a  London  theatre. 
In  their  exhibitions,  rude  as  these  probably  were,  he  could 
not  but  have  been  a  greedy  spectator  and  an  apt  scholar 


15  The  Greenes  appear  to  have  been  a  numerous  and  respe ?t 
able  far-iily  at  Stratford.  One  of  them  was  a  solicitor  in  London 
The  parish  register  has  an  entry,  March  6,  1589,  of  the  burial  of 
"  Thomas  Greene,  alias  Shakspere ; "  from  which  it  has  been 
plausibly  conjectured  ll.at  there  was  some  relationship  between  liie 
Shakespeares  and  Greenes.  The  Thomas  Greene  mentioned  in 
the  text  was  a  very  popular  comic  actor,  and  became  so  famous 
in  the  part  of  Bubble,  one  of  the  characters  in  The  City  Gallant, 
who  is  continually  repeating  the  phrase,  Tu  quoque,  that  the  play 
was  afterwards  named  "  Greene's  Tu  Quoque,  or  the  City  Gal- 
ant."  The  play  was  printed  in  1614,  with  an  epistle  by  Thomas 
Heywood  prefixed,  from  which  it  appears  that  Greene  was  then 
dead.  We  shall  hereafter  find  another  Thomas  Greene  speaking 
of  Shakespeare  as  "  my  cozen."  He,  also,  was  of  Stratford. 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

Nor  can  there  be  any  extravagance  in  supposing,  that  by 
1.586  he  may  have  taken  some  part,  as  actor  or  waiter,  per- 
haps both,  in  their  performances.  Greene,  a  fellow-towns- 
man, perhaps  a  relative  of  his,  was  already  one  of  their 
number.  All  this,  to  be  sure,  might  not  be,  probably  was 
r.ot,  enough  to  draw  him  away  from  Stratford ;  but  it  will 
readily  be  granted,  that  when  other  reasons  came,  if  others 
there  were,  for  his  leaving  Stratford,  these  circumstances 
would  hold  out  to  him  an  easy  and  natural  access  and  invi- 
tation to  the  stage.  There  is,  then,  we  think,  very  good 
ground  for  believing  that  he  became  a  player  before  quitting 
Stratford,  and  that  he  quitted  Stratford  as  a  player. 

What  other  inducements  he  had  for  embracing  the  op 
portunity  thus  presented,  comes  next  to  be  considered.  A* 
to  the  deer-stealing  matter,  Howe's  account  is  as  follows : 
"  He  had,  by  a  misfortune  common  enough  to  young  fellows, 
fallen  into  ill  company ;  and  among  them  some,  that  made 
a  frequent  practice  of  deer-stealing,  engaged  him  more  than 
once  in  robbing  a  park  that  belonged  to  Sir  Thomas  Lucy, 
of  Charlecote,  near  Stratford.  For  this  he  was  prosecuted 
by  that  gentleman,  as  he  thought,  somewhat  too  severely ; 
and,  in  order  to  revenge  that  ill-usage,  he  made  a  ballad 
upon  him.  And  though  this,  probably  the  first  essay  of  his 
poetry,  be  lost,  yet  it  is  said  to  have  been  so  very  bitter,  that 
it  redoubled  the  prosecution  against  him  to  that  degree,  that 
he  was  obliged  to  leave  his  business  and  family  in  Warwick- 
shire for  some  time,  and  shelter  himself  in  London." 18 

16  The  account  given  by  Oldys  is  so  like  this  as  to  argue  that 
he  cither  drew  it  from  Rowe  or  else  from  the  same  source  as 
Howe's.  It  is  as  follows  :  "  Our  poet  was  the  son  of  Mr.  John 
Shakespeare,  woolstapler.  'Tis  a  tradition,  descended  from  old 
Bettcrton,  that  he  was  concerned  with  a  parcel  of  deer-stealers  in 
robbing  Sir  Tho.  Lucy's  park  at  Charlecot,  which  drove  him  to 
London  among  the  players.  The  Queen  had  his  plays  often  acted 
before  her,  and  shewed  him  some  gracious  marks  of  favour ;  and 
King  James  gave  him  and  others  a  patent  for  a  company  in  1603 
See  it  in  Rymers  Foedera.  Thomas  [Henry]  Wriothesley,  E.  of 
Southampton,  ga  -c  him  £1000  to  complete  a  purchase." 


1XXX  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

Divers  attempts  have  been  made,  to  impeach  this  account 
Whether,  indeed,  all  its  circumstances  were  true,  may  well 
be  doubted ;  but  the  main  substance  of  it  stands  approved 
by  too  much  strength  of  credible  tradition  to  be  overthrown. 
The  earliest  confirmation  of  it  comes  in  this  wise :  The  Rev. 
William  Fulman  died  in  1688,  leaving  certain  manuscripts 
to  his  friend  the  Rev.  Richard  Davies,  rector  of  Sapperton, 
Gloucestershire.  Davies  made  several  additions  to  them ; 
and  on  his  death,  in  1708,  the  whole  were  presented  to  the 
library  of  Corpus  Christi  College,  Oxford.  On  the  subject 
of  Shakespeare,  Fulman's  notes  are  very  few  and  unimpor- 
tant ;  but  what  was  added  by  Davies  very  clearly  confirms 
the  substance  of  the  deer-stealing  story.17  In  1779,  Capell 
gave  another  statement  of  the  matter,  which  also  bears 
credibility  in  its  countenance.  It  is  as  follows :  "  A  Mr. 
Jones,  who  lived  <it  Turbich  in  Worcestershire,  about  eigh- 
teen miles  from  Stratford,  and  died  in  1703  at  the  age  of 
ninety,  remembered  to  have  heard  from  several  old  people 
at  Stratford  the  story  of  Shakespeare's  robbing  Sir  Thomas 
Lucy's  park ;  and  their  account  of  it  agreed  with  Rowe's, 
with  this  addition,  that  the  ballad  written  against  Sir  Thom- 
as by  Shakespeare  was  stuck  upon  his  park-gate ;  which  ex- 
asperated the  knight  to  apply  to  a  lawyer  at  Warwick  to 

IT  «  William  Shakespeare  was  born  at  Stratford  upon  Avon  ir 
Warwickshire,  about  1563-4.  From  an  actor  of  playes  he  be 
came  a  composer.  He  dyed  Apr.  23,  1616,  aetat.  53,  probably  al 
Stratford,  for  there  he  is  buryed,  and  hath  a  monument."  This  is 
all  that  Fulman  says  on  the  subject.  Davies  adds  the  following 
"Much  given  to  all  unlnckinesse  in  stealing  venison  and  rabbits, 
particularly  from  Sir  Lucy,  who  had  him  oft  whipt,  and  sometimes 
imprisoned,  and  at  last  made  him  fly  his  native  country  to  his  great 
advancement ;  but  his  reveng  was  so  great,  that  he  is  his  Justice 
Clodpate,  and  calls  him  a  great  man  ;  and  that  in  allusion  to  his 
name  bore  three  louses  rampant  for  his  arms."  Mr.  Collier  hag 
made  it  necessary  to  remark  that  Clod-pate  is  here  used,  apparent- 
ly, as  a  generic  name  for  a  blockhead.  For  an  explanation  of  (he 
"  three  louses  lampant  on  his  arms,"  see  the  first  scene  of  The 
Merry  Wives  ol  Windsor,  note  5. 


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proceed  against  him.  Mr.  Jones  had  put  down  in  •writing 
the  first  stanza  of  this  ballad,  which  was  all  he  remembered 
of  it ;  and  Mr.  Thomas  Wilkes,  my  grandfather,  transmitted 
it  to  my  father  by  memory,  who  also  took  it  in  writing."  A 
few  years  later,  Steevens  printed  the  stanza  from  Oldys' 
manuscripts,  which  are  also  referred  to  by  Capell  as  con- 
taining it.  And,  though  the  genuineness  of  the  fragment 
seems  questionable  enough,  the  whole  thing  may  be  taken 
£S  proving  that  the  tradition  was  generally  believed  at  Strat- 
ford in  the  latter  part  of  the  seventeenth  century.18 

Mr.  Halliwell  has  the  following  curious  matter,  which  ap- 
pears to  throw  some  light  on  the  question  in  hand :  "  The 
Lucys  possessed  great  power  at  Stratford,  and  were,  besides, 
not  unfrequently  engaged  in  disputes  with  the  corporation  of 
that  town.  Records  of  one  such  dispute  respecting  common 
of  pasture  in  Henry  VTIL's  reign  are  still  preserved  in  the 
Chapter  House ;  and  amongst  the  miscellaneous  papers  at 
the  Roll  House,  I  met  with  an  early  paper  bearing  the  attrac- 
tive title  of  '  the  names  of  them  that  made  the  riot  upon 
Master  Thomas  Lucy,  Esquire.'  This  list  contains  the  names 

18  Collier  mistakenly  attributes  Capell's  account  to  Oldys,  thus 
making  one  authority  out  of  two.  At  a  later  period,  one  Jordan 
of  Stratford  palmed  off  upon  his  friends  what  he  termed  •'  a  com- 
plete copy  of  the  verses,"  professing  to  have  found  them  in  an  old 
chest  in  a  cottage  at  Shotlery.  The  thing  is  a  palpable  forgery, 
yet  several  have  printed  it  as  genuine.  We  subjoin  the  stanza 
given  by  Steevens,  though  ourselves  doubting  very  much,  in  the 
first  place,  whether  there  ever  were  any  such  ballad,  and  still  more, 
in  the  second  place,  whether,  if  there  were,  this  formed  any  part 
of  it: 

"  A  parliamente  member,  a  justice  of  peace, 
At  home  a  poore  scare-crow,  at  London  an  asse  ; 
If  lowsie  is  Lucy,  as  some  volke  miscalle  it, 
lien  Lucy  is  lowsie,  whatever  befalle  it ; 
He  thinkes  himselfe  grcate. 
Yet  an  asse  in  his  slate 

We  allowe  l>y  his  enres  but  with  asses  to  matA. 
If   Lucy  ..••  iowsie,  as  some  volke  miscalle  it, 
Sing  lowsie  Lucy,  whatever  befalle  it." 


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of  thirty-five  inhabitants  of  Stratford,  mostly  tradespeople, 
Imt  none  of  the  Shakespeares  were  amongst  the  number. 
We  may  safely  accept  the  deer-stealing  story,  not  in  all  its 
minute  particulars,  but  in  its  outline,  to  be  essentially  true, 
until  more  decisive  evidence  can  be  produced." 

M alone  fell  upon  this  story,  and  thought  he  had  finished 
it,  on  the  ground  that  Sir  Thomas  Lucy  had  no  park  and 
that  he  never  seems  to  have  sent  the  corporation  of  Stratford 
a  buck,  such  compliments  being  usual  from  persons  of  rank 
and  wealth  in  the  vicinity.  This  argument  is  disposed  of  by 
Mr.  Collier  thus:  "That  the  Sir  Thomas  Lucy  who  suc- 
ceeded his  father  in  1600  made  such  gifts,  though  not  per- 
haps to  the  corporation  of  Stratford,  is  very  certain.  When 
Lord  Keeper  Egerton  entertained  Queen  Elizabeth  at  Hare- 
field,  in  August,  1602,  many  of  the  nobility  and  gentry,  in 
nearly  all  parts  of  the  kingdom,  sent  him  an  abundance  of 
presents,  to  be  used  or  consumed  in  the  entertainment ;  and 
on  that  occasion  Sir  Thomas  Lucy  contributed  '  a  buck,'  for 
which  a  reward  of  6*.  8rf.  was  given  to  the  bringer.  This 
«ingle  circumstance  shows  that,  if  he  had  no  park,  he  had 
deer ;  and  it  is  most  likely  that  he  inherited  them  from  his 
father." 19 

We  will  dismiss  the  subject  with  another  passage  from 
rialliwelL  "  Mr.  Knight,"  says  he,  "  has  attacked  the  deer 
stealing  anecdote  with  peculiar  ingenuity,  yet  his  refutation 
is  not  supported  by  evidence  of  weight.  Traditions  general- 
Ij  do  not  improve  in  certainty  with  age,  and  so  many  little 

19  Mr.  Collier,  in  a  note,  quotes  the  following  from  the  Editor 
of  the  Egerton  Papers,  1840:  "Many  of  these  presents  deserve 
notice,  but  especially  one  of  the  items,  where  it  is  stated  that  Sir 
Thomas  Lucy,  against  whom  Shakespeare  is  said  to  have  written 
a  ballad,  sent  a  present  of  a  '  buck.'  Malone  discredits  the  whole 
story  of  the  deer-stealing,  because  Sir  Thomas  Lucy  had  no  park 
at  Charlecote  :  '  I  conceive,'  he  says,  « it  will  very  readily  be 
granted  that  Sir  Thomas  Lucy  could  not  lose  that  of  which  he 
was  never  possessed.'  We  find,  however,  from  what  follows, 
that  he  was  possessed  of  deer,  for  he  sent  a  present  of  a  buck  t« 
Lord  Ellesmere,  in  1602." 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEAUE. 

improhable  and  inconsistent  circumstances  are  added  in 
course  of  time,  that  to  disprove  these  latter  is  often  no  dif- 
ficult task.  This  has  been  the  case  in  the  present  instance ; 
and  Mr.  Knight  is  triumphant  when  he  reaches  the  circum- 
stantial statement  of  Ireland,  who  makes  Fulbroke  Park  the 
scene  of  the  exploit,  and  goes  so  far  as  to  give  us  a  repre- 
sentation of  the  keeper's  lodge  in  which  Shakespeare  was 
confined  after  his  detection.  According  to  Mr.  Knight,  FuV 
broke  Park  did  not  come  into  the  possession  of  the  Lucy 
family  till  the  seventeenth  century.  This  is,  of  course,  a 
final  refutation  of  Ireland's  account ;  but  it  must  be  recol- 
lected, no  such  testimony  is  produced  against  the  fact  that 
Sir  Thomas  Lucy  persecuted  the  Poet  for  stealing  his  deer. 
Ill  is  is  iii  substance  all  that  is  here  contended  for ;  and  Mr. 
Knight  writes  so  evidently  with  a  purpose,  —  for  in  no  sin- 
gle instance,  on  no  strength  of  evidence,  will  he  allow  a 
blemish  in  Shakespeare's  moral  character,  even  in  venial 
lapses  which  really  do  not  lessen  our  respect  for  his  memory- 

—  that  it  may  perhaps  be  necessary  to  impress  upon  the 
reader  how  biography  loses  nearly  all  its  value,  if  we  are  not 
permitted  to  exhibit  social  character  as  it  actually  existed, 
and  thus  make  it  of  a  philosophical  importance,  by  teaching 
us  in  what  substances  '  finely  touch'd '  spirits  are  suffered  to 
dwell." 

We  fully  agree  with  this  candid  writer  in  not  wishing  to 
make  Shakespeare  out  any  better  than  he  was.  Little  as 
we  know  about  him,  it  is  but  too  evident  that  he  had  many 
frailties,  and  ran  into  divers  faults,  both  as  a  poet  and  as  a 
man.  And  when  we  find  him  confessing,  as  in  Sonnet  ex., 

—  "  Most  true  it  is,  that  I  have  look'd  on  truth  askance  and 
strangely,"  —  we  may  be  sure  that  he  was  but  too  conscious 
of  things  that  needed  to  be  forgiven,  and  that  he  was  as  far 
as  any  one  from  wishing  his  faults  to  pass  for  virtues.     Still 
it  should  be  borne  in  mind  that  deer-stealing  was  then  a  kind 
of  fashionable  sport,  and  that,  whatever  might  be  its  legal 
character,  it  was  not  morally  regarded   as   involving  any 


IXXXiv  THE    LIFE    OK    SHAKESPEARE. 

criminality  or  disgrace.  Proofs  of  this  might  easily  he  mul- 
tiplied. Thus  1  )r.  John  Ilaynolds,  who  wrote  hitterly  against 
plays  in  1599,  reckons  deer-stealing  in  the  same  class  of  of- 
fences with  dancing  about  May-poles  and  robbing  orchards. 
And  Fosbroke,  in  his  History  of  Gloucestershire,  gives  an 
anecdote,  how  several  respectable  persons  of  that  county 
attorneys  and  others,  "  all  men  of  mettle,  and  good  wood  • 
men,  I  mean  old  notorious  deer-stealers,  well-armed,  came 
in  the  night-time  to  Michaelwood,  with  deer-nets  and  dogs, 
to  steal  deer."20  So  that  the  whole  thing  may  be  justly 
treated  as  nothing  more  than  a  youthful  frolic,  wherein  there 
might  indeed  be  much  indiscretion,  and  a  deal  of  vexation 
to  the  person  robbed,  but  no  stain  on  the  party  engage.:! 
in  it- 
It  is  commonly  supposed  that  the  part  of  Justice  Shallow 
was  framed  more  or  less  upon  the  model  of  Sir  Thomas  Lucy. 
The  passage  from  Danes,  quoted  in  note  17  of  this  Chapter, 
shows  that  such  a  notion  was  entertained  as  early  as  1708. 
The  Sir  Thomas  Lucy  of  1586  died  in  1600.  Granting  him 
to  have  been  drawn  upon  somewhat  for  the  features  of  the 
portrait  in  question,  still,  perhaps,  we  are  hardly  wan-anted 
in  affirming  that  the  part  was  intended  as  a  particular  satire 
on  Sir  Thomas.  Or  at  least,  if  this  be  not  allowed,  we  must 
in  all  fairness  suppose  The  Merry  Wives  of  Windsor  to 
have  been  written  before  1600  ;  it  being  altogether  unlikely 
that  "  my  gentle  Shakespeare,"  as  he  was  proverbially  called, 

w  Dr.  Forman,  in  his  Diary,  already  quoted,  mentions  a  curous 
instance  of  two  Oxford  students  in  1573,  —  "The  one  of  them  was 
Sir  Thornbury,  that  after  was  bishope  of  Limerike,  and  he  was  of 
Magdalen  College,  the  other  was  Sir  Pinckney  his  cossine  of  St. 
Mary  Halle  ;"  and  then  adds,  — "  Thes  many  tymes  wold  make 
Simon  to  goo  forth  loo  Loes.  the  keper  of  Shottofer,  for  his  houndes 
to  goe  on  huntinge  from  morninge  to  nighte  ;  and  they  never 
studied,  nor  gave  themselves  to  their  bockes.  hut  to  goe  to  scolles 
of  defence,  to  the  daunceing  scolles,  to  stealle  dear  and  connyet, 
and  to  hunt  the  hare,  and  to  woinge  of  wentches  ;  to  goe  to  Doc- 
tor Lawrence  of  Cowly,  for  he  had  two  fair  daughters,  Hesse  had 
Martha/' 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  IxXXV 

would  have  continued  the  satire  after  the  object  of  it,  had 
undergone  the  consecrating  touch  of  death.  But  the  more 
likely  supposition  appears  to  be,  that  he  regarded  Sir  Thom- 
as merely  as  one  of  a  class,  and  then  borrowed  from  him  so 
much  as  would  serve  the  dramatic  purpose  of  individualizing 
that  class.  Such  a  course  were  more  consonant  to  the  laws 
of  art,  as  well  as  of  charity,  than  to  hold  up  a  particular 
person  as  a  theme  of  ridicule  to  the  play-going  public.  Old 
Aubrey,  as  we  have  seen,  tells  us  that  "  Ben  Jonson  and  he 
did  gather  humours  of  men  daily,  wherever  they  came." 
Doubtless  his  quick  and  piercing  observation  caught  up 
many  lines  of  humour  and  character  from  the  actual  men 
and  women  that  came  under  his  eye :  these  were  legitimate 
material  of  his  art ;  and  the  working  of  them  in,  as  they 
would  serve  this  end,  should  not  be  called  personal  satire. 
Mr.  Halliwell  has  shown  that  he  sometimes  adopted  the 
names  of  people  within  his  knowledge.  Bardolph,  Fluellen, 
Davy,  Peto,  Perkes,  Partlett,  Page,  Ford,  Herne,  and  Sly, 
were  all  of  them  names  of  people  living  at  Stratford  in  his 
time. 

The  precise  time  of  the  Poet's  leaving  Stratford  is  not 
known.  From  the  position  he  held  in  1589,  Mr.  Collier 
thinks  he  must  have  joined  the  company  before  the  end  of 
1 5  86.  And  certainly  his  pace  must  have  been  rapid  indeed,  to 
have  got  on  so  far  in  a  less  space  of  time  than  this  supposition 
would  give  him.  We  have  seen  that  his  children,  Hamnet 
and  Judith,  were  born  in  the  early  part  of  1585.  It  was 
made  evident  in  our  preceding  Chapter,  that  from  1579  till 
after  1586  his  father  was  in  pecuniary  distress,  and  that  this 
distress  kept  growing  upon  him.  At  the  latter  date,  he  had 
on  his  hands  a  family  of  five  children.  The  prosecutions  of 
Sir  Thomas  Lucy,  added  to  the  increasing  embarrassments 
of  Ids  father,  may  very  well  have  rendered  him  at  this  time 
desirous  of  quitting  Stratford ;  and  the  meeting  of  inclina- 
tion and  opportunity,  as  we  have  traced  them,  in  the  ac- 
quaintance of  the  players,  may  as  well  have  determined  him 


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where  to  go  and  what  to  do.  There  can  be  no  doubt,  that 
the  company  which  he  joined  were  already  in  a  course  of 
thrift ;  the  demand  for  their  labours  was  constantly  grow- 
ing ;  and  nothing  is  more  likely  than  that  he  may  have 
espied,  in  their  connection,  a  hope  of  retrieving,  as  he  soon 
did  retrieve,  his  father's  fortune. 

Of  course,  there  can  be  little  question  that  Shakespeare 
held  at  first  a  subordinate  rank  in  the  company.  DowdaJl, 
writing  in  1693,  —  the  passage  is  quoted  in  note  14  of  this 
Chapter,  —  tells  us  he  "  was  received  into  the  play-house  as 
a  servitor ; "  which  probably  means  no  more  than  that  he 
started  as  an  apprentice  to  some  actor  of  standing  in  the 
company,  —  a  thing  not  unusual  at  the  time.21  It  will  readily 
be  believed,  that  he  could  not  long  be  in  such  a  place,  with- 
out recommending  himself  to  a  higher  one.  As  for  the 
well-known  story  cf  his  being  reduced  to  the  extremity  of 
"  picking  up  a  little  money  by  taking  care  of  the  gentlemen's 
horses,  who  came  to  the  play,"  we  cannot  perceive  the  slight- 
est likelihood  of  truth  in  it.  The  first  that  we  hear  of  it  is 
in  The  Lives  of  the  Poets,  written  by  a  Scotchman  named 
Shiels,  and  published  under  the  name  of  Gibber,  in  1753. 
The  story  is  there  alleged  to  have  passed  through  Rowe  in 
coming  down  to  the  writer's  knowledge.82  If  so,  it  would 


41  Henslowe's  manuscript  register  has  a  memorandum,  how  he 
"  hired  as  a  covenauut  servant  Willyam  Kendall  for  ii.  years,  afler 
the  statute  of  Winchester,  with  ii.  single  penc,and  he  to  geve  hym 
for  his  sayd  servis  everi  week  of  his  playing  in  London  x.  *.,  and 
in  the  countrie  v.  *. ;  for  the  which  he  covenaunteth  for  the  space 
of  those  ii.  yeares  to  be  redye  at  all  tymes  to  play  in  the  howse 
of  the  said  Philip,  and  in  no  other,  during  the  sayd  terme." 

w  Shiels  gives  the  following  illustrious  pedigree  of  the  tale  aa 
it  came  to  him  :  <•'  I  cannot  forbear  relating  a  story  which  Sir  Wil- 
liam Davenant  told  Mr.  Betterton,  who  communicated  it  to  Mr. 
Rowe ;  Rowe  told  it  to  Mr.  Pope,  and  Mr.  Pope  told  it  to  Dr. 
Newton,  the  late  editor  of  Milton,  and  from  a  gentleman  who  htard 
it  from  him, 'tis  here  related.  Concerning  Shakespeare's  first  np- 
pearauce  in  the  play-house.  When  he  came  to  London,  he  was 
without  money  and  friends,  and,  being  a  stranger,  he  knew  not  to 


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appear  that  Howe  must  have  discredited  it,  else,  surely,  he 
would  not  have  omitted  so  remarkable  a  passage.  Be  that 
as  it  may,  the  station  which  the  Poet's  family  had  long  held 
in  Stratford,  the  number  and  rank  of  his  fellow-townsmen  in 
the  company,  and  the  place  himself  held  in  1589,  all  bear 
witness  against  it  as  an  arrant  fiction.  Shiels  served  as  an 
amanuensis  to  Dr.  Johnson,  who  gave  an  improved  version 
of  the  tale ;  which  version  we  subjoin : 

"  In  the  time  of  Elizabeth,  coaches  being  yet  uncommon 
and  hired  coaches  not  at  all  in  use,  those  who  were  too  proud, 
too  tender,  or  too  idle  to  walk,  went  on  horseback  to  any 
distant  business  or  diversion.  Many  came  on  horseback  to 
the  play ;  and  when  Shakespeare  fled  to  London  from  the 
terror  of  a  criminal  prosecution,  his  first  expedient  was  to 
wait  at  the  door  of  the  play-house,  and  hold  the  horses  of 
those  that  had  no  servants,  that  they  might  be  ready  again 
after  the  performance.  In  this  office  he  became  so  conspic- 
uous for  his  care  and  readiness,  that  hi  a  short  time  every  man, 
as  he  alighted,  called  for  Will  Shakespeare,  and  scarcely  any 
other  waiter  was  trusted  with  a  horse  while  Will  Shakespeare 
could  be  had.  This  was  the  first  dawn  of  better  fortune. 
Shakespeare,  finding  more  horses  put  into  his  hand  than  he 
could  hold,  hired  boys  to  wait  under  his  inspection,  who, 
when  Will  Shakespeare  was  summoned,  were  immediately 
to  present  themselves,  — '  I  am  Shakespeare's  boy,  Sir.'  In 
time,  Shakespeare  found  higher  employment;  but  as  long 
as  the  practice  of  riding  to  the  play-house  continued,  the 
waiters  that  held  the  horses  retained  the  appellation  of 
Shakespeare's  boys." 

whom  to  apply,  nor  by  what  means  to  support  himself.  At  that 
time,  coaches  not  being  in  use,  and  as  gentlemen  were  accustomed 
to  ride  to  the  play-house,  Shakespear,  driven  to  the  last  necessity, 
went  to  the  play-house  door,  and  pick'd  up  a  little  money  by  taking 
care  of  the  gentlemen's  horses  who  came  to  the  play." 


IxXXVlli  THE    LIVE    OF    SHAKESPEARE 


CHAPTER    III. 

FROM    THE    EARLIEST    NOTICE   OF   SHAKESPEARE  JJU 
LONDON   TILL   HIS  PURCHASE  OP  NEW   PLACE. 

THE  first  London  play-house  dates  from  1576,  in  which 
year  James  Burbage  and  his  fellows  opened  the  Blackfriars 
theatre,  so  named  from  a  monasteiy  that  had  formerly  stood 
on  or  near  the  same  ground.  Hitherto  the  several  bands 
of  players  had  made  use  of  churches,  halls,  temporary  erec- 
tions in  the  streets  or  the  inn-yards,  stages  being  set  up,  and 
the  spectators  standing  below,  or  occupying  galleries  about 
the  open  space.  In  1577,  two  other  play-houses  were  in 
operation,  called  The  Curtain  and  The  Theatre.  The  next 
year,  a  puritanical  preacher  named  Stockwood  published  a 
sermon,  in  which  he  alleged  that  there  were  "  eight  ordinary 
places  "  in  and  near  London  for  dramatic  performances,  the 
united  profits  of  which  were  not  less  than  £2000  a  year. 
About  the  same  time,  another  preacher  named  White,  equal- 
ly set  against  the  stage,  described  the  play-houses  then  in 
operation  as  "  sumptuous  theatres."  As  to  the  number  of 
actors  performing  in  and  about  the  metropolis,  a  man  call- 
ing himself  "  a  soldier "  wrote  to  Walsingham  in  January, 
1586,  telling  him  that  "  every  day  in  the  week  the  players 
bills  are  set  up  in  sundry  places  of  the  city,"  and  that  not 
leas  than  two  hundred  persons,  thus  retained  and  employed, 
strutted  in  their  silks  about  the  streets. 

The  Blackfriars  and  some  of  the  others  were  without  the 
limits  of  the  corporation,  in  what  were  called  "  the  liber- 
ties." The  Mayor  and  Aldermen  of  London  were  from  the 
first  decidedly  hostile  to  all  such  establishments,  and  did 
their  best  to  exclude  them  from  the  city  and  liberties  ;  but 
the  Court  and  many  of  the  chief  nobility  favoured  them. 


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Many  complaints  were  alleged  against  them,  man)  efforts 
made  to  restrain  and  obstruct  them ;  for  which,  no  doubt., 
the}'  gave  but  too  much  occasion,  by  venting  satire  and  buf- 
foonery in  "  matters  of  state  and  religion  : "  and,  from  the 
special  part  the  Puritans  had  taken  against  them,  it  was  nat- 
ural that  they  should  in  turn  give  the  Puritans  special  prov. 
ocation. 

We  have  seen  that  the  company  of  Burbage  and  his  fel- 
lows, known  as  the  Earl  of  Leicester's  players,  held  at  this 
time  the  privileges  of  a  patent  under  the  great  seal.  In 
1587,  they  took  the  title  of  "  the  Lord  Chamberlain's  Ser- 
vants." It  appears  that  in  1589  their  interests  were  some- 
how threatened,  or  they  thought  them  threatened,  on  account 
of  offences  done  by  other  companies  ;  two  others,  those  of 
the  Lord  Admiral  and  the  Lord  Strange,  having  been  sum- 
moned before  the  Lord  Mayor,  and  ordered  to  desist  from 
all  performances.  Accordingly,  in  November  of  that  year, 
they  sent  to  the  Privy  Council  a  certificate  of  their  good 
conduct,  in  which  sixteen  persons  by  name,  styling  them- 
selves "  her  Majesty's  poor  players,"  and  "  sharers  in  the 
Blackfriars  playhouse,"  allege  that  they  "  have  never  given 
cause  of  displeasure,  in  that  they  have  brought  into  their 
plays  matters  of  state  and  religion,  unfit  to  be  handled  by 
them,  or  to  be  presented  before  lewd  spectators ;  neither 
hath  any  complaint  in  that  kind  ever  been  preferred  against 
them,  or  any  of  them."  This  remarkable  document  passed 
bto  the  hands  of  Lord  Ellesmere,  then  attorney-general, 
and  was  lately  discovered  among  his  papers,  by  Mr.  Ccllier.1 

1  We  subjoin  the  paper  in  full :  "  These  are  to  certifie  your 
right  Honorable  Lordships,  that  her  Majesties  poore  Playeres, 
James  Burbadge,  Richard  Burbadge,  John  Laneham,  Thomaj 
Greene.  Robert  Wilson,  John  Taylor,  Anth.  Wadeson,  Thomas 
Pope,  George  Peele,  Augustine  Phillipps,  Nicholas  Towley,  Wil 
liam  Shakespeare,  William  Kempe,  William  Johnson,  Baptiste 
Goodale,  and  Robert  Armyn,  being  all  of  them  sharers  in  the 
Blacke  Fryers  playehouse,  have  never  given  cause  of  displeasure, 
in  that  they  have  brought  into  their  playes  maters  of  state  and 
Religion,  uufitt  to  be  handled  by  them,  or  to  be  presented  before 


XC  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

The  Burbage  establishment  seems  to  have  been  conducted 
on  rather  liberal,  not  to  say  democratic,  principles  ;  all  who 
were  of  any  note  connected  with  it  being  admitted  as  joint 
sharers  in  the  profits.  In  this  list  of  sixteen  sharers,  the 
name  of  William  Shakespeare  stands  the  twelfth  ;  and 
among  them  are  four  others,  the  two  Burbages,  Greene,  and 
Tooley,  who  were  from  the  same  county  with  him.  It  is 
net  to  be  supposed  that  this  list  includes  all  who  belonged 
in  any  way  to  the  concern,  but  only  such  as  held  the  rank  cf 
sharers :  others,  no  doubt,  who  played  inferior  parts,  were 
retained  as  hired  men  or  apprentices,  such  as  Snakespeare 
had  probably  been  at  his  first  entrance  among  them. 

At  the  date  of  this  certificate,  the  Poet  was  in  his  twenty- 
sixth  year,  and  had  probably  been  in  the  theatre  not  far  from 
three  years.  Whether  at  this  time  he  recommended  him- 
self to  advancemen*  more  by  his  acting  or  his  writing,  is  a 
question  about  which  we  can  only  speculate.  In  tragic  parts, 
none  of  them  could  shine  beside  the  younger  Burbage ;  while 
Greene,  and  still  more  Kempe,  another  of  the  sharers,  left 
small  chance  of  distinction  in  comic  parts.  Aubrey  tells  us 
that  Shakespeare  "  was  a  handsome,  well-shap'd  man ; " 
which  is  no  slight  matter  on  the  stage  ;  and  adds,  —  "  He 
did  act  exceedingly  well."  Howe  "  could  never  meet  with 
any  further  account  of  him  this  way,  than  that  the  top  of  his 
performnure  was  the  Ghost  in  his  own  Hamlet."  But  this 
part,  to  be  fairly  dealt  with,  requires  an  actor  of  no  ordinary 
powers ;  and,  as  Burbage  is  known  to  have  played  the  Prince, 
we  may  presume  that  "the  buried  majesty  of  Denmark" 
would  not  be  cast  upon  very  inferior  hands.  Campbell  the 
poet  justly  observes  of  the  Ghost,  that  "  though  its  move- 

lewde  spectators  ;  neither  hath  anie  complaynte  in  that  kinde  evei 
bene  preferrde  against  them,  or  anie  of  them.  Wherefore,  they 
trust  most  humhlie  in  your  Lordships  consideration  of  their  form« 
good  behaviour,  being  at  all  tymes  readie  and  willing  to  yeeide 
obedience  to  any  command  whatsoever  your  Lordships  in  your 
wisdome  may  thinke  in  such  case  meete,  &c. 
"Nov.  1589." 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  XCI 

merits  a?e  few,  they  must  be  awfully  graceful ;  and  the  spec- 
tral voice,  though  subdued  and  half-monotonous,  must  be 
solemn  and  full  of  feeling.  It  gives  us  an  imposing  idea  of 
Shakespeare's  stature  and  mien,  to  conceive  him  in  this  part." 
That  he  was  master  of  the  theory  of  acting,  and  could  tell, 
none  better,  how  the  thing  ought  to  be  done,  is  evident 
enough  from  Hamlet's  instructions  to  the  players.  But  it 
nowise  follows,  that  he  could  perform  liis  own  instructions. 
Though  it  is  travelling  somewhat  out  of  the  calendar,  we 
may  as  well  finish  this  subject  here.  There  is  strong  reason 
for  believing  that  the  Poet  figured  a  good  deal  in  images  of 
royalty.  Davies,  in  his  Scourge  of  Folly,  16 1 1,  has  the  fol- 
lowing : 

"To  OUR  ENGLISH  TERENCE,  MR.  WILL.  SHAKESPEARE. 

"  Some  say,  good  Will,  which  I  in  sport  do  sing, 
Hadst  thou  not  play'd  some  kingly  parts  in  sport, 
Thou  hadst  been  a  companion  for  a  king, 
And  been  a  king  among  the  meaner  sort." 

This  is  as  good  authority  as  need  be  asked,  as  to  the  line  of 
characters  in  which  the  Poet  was  known.  And  there  is  a 
tradition,  that  Queen  Elizabeth  was  in  the  theatre  one  even- 
ing when  he  was  playing  the  part  of  a  king ;  and  in  crossing 
the  stage  she  moved  politely  to  him  without  the  honour  be- 
ing duly  recognised.  With  a  view  to  ascertain  whether  the 
omission  were  accidental,  or  whether  he  were  resolved  not  to 
lose  for  an  instant  the  character  he  sustained,  she  then  passed 
the  stage  again  near  him,  and  dropped  her  glove,  which  he 
Lmmsliately  took  up  and  added  to  a  speech  just  then  finished 
these  lines,  "  so  aptly  delivered,  that  they  seemed  to  belong 
to  it,"  — 

"  And  though  now  bent  on  this  high  embassy, 
Yet  stoop  we  to  take  up  our  cousin's  glove." 

He  then  retired  from  the  stage,  and  presented  the  glore  to 
her  Majesty,  who  was  greatly  pleased  with  his  conduct,  and 
Complimented  him  upon  it. 


XCU  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

We  do  not  hold  the  story  to  be  worth  much ;  but  it  may 
be  taken  with  other  things  as  indicating  that  the  Poet  was 
somewhat  celebrated  in  connection  with  the  royalties  of  the 
stage,  at  a  time  when  something  dignified  and  handsome,  not 
to  say  noble  and  majestic,  was  required  in  such  parts  by  pub- 
lic sentiment.  Oldys  relates  another  story  which,  if  it  may 
be  credited,  infers  him  to  have  sustained  the  part  of  the 
"  good  old  man,"  Adam,  in  As  You  Like  It.4  But  his  his- 
trionic career,  even  had  he  been  another  Burbage,  were  bat 
a  trifle  in  comparison  with  what  he  did  as  a  dramatist,  and 
is  here  dwelt  upon  merely  because  it  seemed  necessary  to 
say  something  about  it. 

Among  his  fellow-sharers  in  1589  is  found  the  name  of 
George  Peele,  who  was  considerably  his  senior  in  years,  and 
was  already  a  practised  and  popular  play-wright.  Peele  was 

*  Capell  says,  in  1779,  that  this  "traditional  story  was  current 
some  years  ago  about  Stratford."  Oldys  gives  it  as  follows  . 
"One  of  Shakespeare's  younger  brothers,  who  lived  to  a  good  old 
age,  even  some  years,  as  I  compute,  after  the  restoration  of  King 
Charles  II.,  would  in  his  younger  days  come  to  London  to  visit 
his  brother  Will,  as  he  called  him,  and  be  a  spectator  of  him  as  ail 
actor  in  one  of  his  own  plays.  This  custom,  as  his  brother's  fame 
enlarged,  and  his  dramatick  entertainments  grew  the  .greatest  sup- 
port of  our  principal  if  not  of  all  our  theatres,  he  continued,  it 
seems,  so  long  after  his  brother's  death  as  even  to  the  latter  end 
of  his  own  life.  The  curiosity  at  this  time  of  the  most  noted  act- 
ors to  learn  something  from  him  of  his  brother,  made  them  greedily 
inquisitive  into  every  little  circumstance,  more  especially  in  Ills 
dramatick  character,  which  he  could  relate  of  him.  But  he,  it 
seems,  was  so  stricken  in  years,  and  possibly  his  memory  so 
weakened  by  infirmities,  that  he  could  give  them  but  little  light 
into  their  enquiries  ;  and  all  that  could  be  recollected  from  him  of 
his  brother  Will  in  that  station,  was  the  faint,  general,  and  almost 
lost  ideas  he  had  of  having  once  seen  him  act  a  part  in  one  of  his 
own  comedies  ;  wherein,  being  to  personate  a  decrepit  old  man, 
he  wore  a  long  beard,  and  appeared  so  weak  and  drooping,  and 
unable  to  walk,  that  he  was  forced  to  be  supported  and  carried  by 
another  person  to  a  table,  at  which  he  was  seated  among  some 
company  who  were  eating,  and  one  of  them  sung  a  song."  This 
story,  if  there  be  any  truth  in  it,  must  refer  to  the  Poet's  brother 
Gilbert,  his  other  two  brothers,  Richard  and  Edmund,  having  died 
long  before. 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  XC1U 

an  university  man  and  a  Master  of  Arts,  and  had  doubtless 
won  his  position  mainly  as  a  writer.  He  seems  to  have  with- 
drawn from  the  company  in  1590,  as,  after  that  date,  he  is 
found  no  more  among  them,  but  is  met  with  in  other  con- 
nections. It  is  nowise  unlikely  that  by  this  time  another 
hand  may  have  lessened  the  value  of  his  services,  or  that  he 
may  have  taken  some  disgust  at  the  unlearned  rivalry  which 
threatened  his  pre-eminence. 

There  can,  we  think,  be  no  reasonable  doubt,  that  before 
the  end  of  1590  Shakespeare  was  well  started  in  his  dra- 
matic career,  and  that  the  effect  of  his  cunning  labours  war 
beginning  to  be  felt  by  his  senior  fellows  in  that  line :  that 
such  was  the  case  soon  afterwards,  is  certain,  as  we  shall 
presently  see.  It  has  been  but  too  common  to  regard  him 
and  speak  of  him  as  a  miracle  of  spontaneous  genius,  who 
did  his  best  things  without  knowing  how  or  why ;  that  his 
strength  did  not  grow  with  the  ripening  of  judgment,  and 
with  "  years  that  bring  the  philosophic  mind ; "  and  that, 
consequently,  he  was  nowise  indebted  to  time  and  experience 
for  the  wonderful  reach  and  power  which  his  writings  display. 
This  is  an  "  old  fond  paradox,"  which  seems  to  have  origi- 
nated with  those  who  could  not  conceive  how,  save  by  a  mir- 
acle of  genius,  any  man  could  become  learned  without  scho- 
lastic advantages  ;  forgetting,  apparently,  that  several  things, 
if  not  more,  may  be  learned  in  the  school  of  nature,  pro- 
vided one  have  an  eye  to  read  her  "  open  secrets  "  without 
"  the  spectacles  of  books." 

This  notion  has  vitiated  a  great  deal  of  Shakespearian 
criticism.  Howe  evidently  had  something  of  it.  "  Perhaps," 
says  he,  "  we  are  not  to  look  for  his  beginnings,  like  those 
of  other  authors,  among  his  least  perfect  writings  :  art  had 
so  little,  and  nature  so  large  a  share  in  what  he  did,  that,  for 
aught  I  know,  the  performances  of  his  youth,  as  they  were 
the  most  vigorous,  and  had  the  most  fire  and  strength  of 
imagination  in  them,  were  the  best."  We  think  most  de- 
cidedly otherwise ;  and  have  grounds  for  doing  so  which 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

Rowe  had  not,  in  what  has  since  been  done  towards  ascer- 
taining the  chronology  of  the  Poet's  plays.  At  all  events, 
several  of  them,  by  external  and  internal  marks,  were  evi- 
dently the  work  of  his  "  prentice  hand ; "  and  his  course  can, 
we  think,  be  traced  with  tolerable  clearness  and  certainty,  as 
he  grew  from  the  apprentice  into  the  master.  The  plays 
^vhich  we  reckon  to  this  his  first  period  are  Titus  Andronicus, 
the  first  draught  of  Pericles,  The  Comedy  of  Errors,  The 
Two  Gentlemen  of  Verona,  and  Love's  Labour's  Lost  in  its 
original  form.  Our  reasons  for  so  doing  are  given  at  length 
in  our  several  Introductions  to  those  plays,  and  therefore 
need  not  be  dwelt  upon  here. 

Thus  much,  however,  may  be  stated  here :  In  these  plays, 
as  might  be  expected  from  one  who  was  modest  and  wished 
to  learn,  we  have  much  of  imitation  as  distinguished  from 
character,  though  of  imitation  surpassing  its  models.  Anl 
it  seems  to  us  that  no  fair  view  can  be  had  of  his  mind,  no 
justice  done  to  his  art,  but  by  carefully  discriminating  in  his 
work  what  grew  from  imitation,  and  what  from  character. 
For  he  evidently  wrote  very  much  like  others  of  his  time, 
before  he  learned  to  write  like  himself;  that  is,  it  was  some 
time  before  he  found,  by  practice  and  experience,  his  own 
strength ;  and,  meanwhile,  he  naturally  relied  more  or  less 
on  the  strength  of  custom  and  example.  Nor  was  it  till  he 
had  surpassed  others  in  their  way,  that  he  hit  upon  that  more 
excellent  way  in  which  none  could  walk  but  he.  And  this 
was  more  the  case  in  tragedy  than  comedy,  forasmuch  as 
tragedy  is  a  more  artificial  thing  than  comedy,  and  the  ele- 
ments of  it  lie  more  out  of  the  walks  of  common  life  and 
observation.  For  a  further  consideration  of  this  subject,  if 
he  care  to  take  it,  the  reader  may  be  referred  to  our  Intro- 
ductions to  The  Two  Gentlemen  of  Verona,  Titus  Andronicus, 
and  the  Venus  and  Adonis. 

The  discovery  of  the  players'  certificate  to  the  Privy  Coun- 
cil hi  1589  goes  far  to  remove  any  improbability  as  to  Shake- 
§peare's  being  the  "  pleasant  Willy  "  of  Sponsor's  Tears  of 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  XCT 

the  Muses  ;  this  having  been  formerly  doubted  on  the  ground 
that  the  Poet  could  not  have  earned  such  a  notice  so  early 
as  1591,  in  which  year  The  Tears  of  the  Muses  was  first 
printed.  In  that  poem,  Spenser  introduces  Thalia,  the  Com- 
ic Muse,  lamenting  the  condition  of  the  stage : 

"  Where  be  the  sweet  delights  of  learning's  treasure, 
That  wont  with  comic  sock  to  beautify 
The  painted  theatres,  and  fill  with  pleasure 
The  listeners' eyes,  and  ears  with  melody  ; 
In  which  I  late  was  wont  to  reign  as  Queen, 
And  mask  in  mirth  with  Graces  well  beseen?" 

Then,  after  bemoaning  the  reign  of  "  ugly  Barbarism  and 
brutish  Ignorance,  ycrept  of  late  out  of  dread  darkness,"  she 
continues  thus : 

"  All  places  they  with  folly  have  possess'd, 
And  with  vain  toys  the  vulgar  entertain  ; 
But  me  have  banished,  with  all  the  rest 
That  whilom  wont  to  wait  upon  my  train, 
Fine  Counterfeisance  and  unhurt  Ail  Sport, 
Delight  and  Laughter,  deck'd  in  seemly  sort. 

"  And  he,  the  man  whom  Nature's  self  had  made, 
To  mock  herself,  and  Truth  to  imitate, 
With  kindly  counter  under  mimic  shade, 
Our  pleasant  Willy,  ah  !    is  dead  of  late  , 
With  whom  all  joy  and  jolly  merriment 
Is  also  deaded,  and  in  dolour  dreiit 

"  Instead  thereof,  scoffing  scurrility, 
And  scornful  Folly,  with  Contempt,  is  crept, 
Rolling  in  rhymes  of  shameless  ribaud/y, 
Without  regard  or  due  decorum  kept; 
Each  idle  wit  at  will  presumes  to  make, 
And  doth  the  Learued's  task  upon  him  take. 

"  But  that  same  gentle  spirit,  from  whose  pen 
Large  streams  of  honey  and  sweet  nectar  Jloio, 
Scorning  the  boldness  of  such  base-born  men, 
Which  dare  their  follies  forth  so  rashly  throw, 
Doth  rather  choose  to  sit  in  idle  cell, 
Than  so  himself  to  mockery  to  sell." 

The  probability  is,  that  this  poem  was  written  in  1590,  or. 
at  the  earliest,  in  1589.     At  that  period,  the  Martin  Mar- 


ICV1  THE    MFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

prelate  controversy  was  raging  fiercely,  and  the  town  was  all 
agog  with  it.  Walton,  in  his  Life  of  Hooker,  thus  spe;xka 
of  it  "  There  was  not  only  one  Martin  Marprelate,  but 
other  venomous  Irooks  daily  printed  and  dispersed ;  books 
that  were  so  absurd  and  scurrilous,  that  the  graver  divines 
disdained  them  an  answer.  And  yet  these  were  grown  into 
high  esteem  with  the  common  people,  till  Tom  Nash  ap- 
peared against  them  all ;  who  was  a  man  of  a  sharp  wit,  and 
the  master  of  a  scoffing,  satirical,  merry  pen."  In  1589,  the 
dispute  was  brought  upon  several  of  the  London  stages,  with 
all  the  fierce  ribaldries  and  buffooneries  that  such  "  scoffing, 
satirical,  merry  pens  "  could  dress  it  in,  to  the  great  delight 
of  the  rude  rabble,  and  to  the  disgust  of  men  of  taste  and 
sobriety.  We  have  already  seen  that  two  companies  were 
that  year  interdicted  from  playing  ;  and  it  was  the  theatrical 
use  or  abuse  of  th's  dispute,  that  drew  upon  them  that  meas- 
ure. The  acting  choir-boys  of  St.  Paul's  also  fell  under  a 
similar  order  that  year,  and  for  the  same  cause.  Finally, 
this  prostitution  of  the  stage  to  the  ends  of  polemical  ran- 
cour and  strife  is  what  the  Blackfriars  company  allude  to, 
when,  in  their  remonstrance,  —  for  such  it  really  is,  —  they 
allege  that  they  "  have  never  brought  into  their  plays  mat' 
ters  of  state  and  religion." 

With  Tom  Nash  was  associated,  in  this  controversy,  John 
Lyly  the  Euphuist.  One  or  both  of  them  wrote  the  tract 
called  Pap  with  a  Hatchet,  a  very  remarkable  specimen  of 
what  was  produced  on  the  occasion.  Lyly,  writing,  appar- 
ently, soon  after  the  above-mentioned  interdict,  and  referring 
to  Martin  Marprelate,  says,  —  "  Would  those  comedies  might 
be  allowed  to  be  play'd,  that  are  penned,  and  then  I  am  sure 
he  would  be  deciphered,  and  so  perhaps  discouraged."  And 
Gabriel  Harvey,  in  a  pamphlet  dated  November  5,  1589,  has 
the  following :  "  I  am  threatened  with  a  bauble,  and  Martin 
menaced  with  a  comedy ;  a  fit  motion  for  a  jester  and  a  play- 
er to  try  what  may  be  done  by  employment  of  his  faculty. 
Baubles  and  comedies  are  parlous  fellows  to  decipher  and  di» 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  XCV11 

rjurage  men  (that  is  the  point)  with  their  witty  flouts  ana 
learned  jerks,  enough  to  lash  any  man  out  of  countenance. 
Nay,  if  you  shake  the  painted  scabbard  at  me,  I  have  done ; 
and  all  you  that  tender  the  preservation  of  your  good  names 
were  best  please  Pap-Hatchet,  and  fee  Euphues  betimes,  for 
fear  lest  he  be  movid,  or  some  one  of  his  apes  hired,  to 
make  a  play  of  you,  and  then  is  your  credit  quite  undone 
for  ever  and  ever.  Such  is  the  public  reputation  of  their 
plays.  He  must  needs  be  discouraged,  whom  they  decipher. 
Better  anger  an  hundred  other,  than  two  such  that  have  the 
stage  at  commandment,  and  can  furnish  out  Vices  and  Devils 
at  their  pleasure." 

Spenser  was  an  intimate  friend  of  Harvey ;  and  there  can- 
not be  a  doubt,  that  these  invasions  of  the  stage  by  coarse 
vulgar  lampoon  and  slang  are  alluded  to  in  the  "  scoffing 
Scurrility  and  scornful  Folly,"  and  the  "  ugly  Barbarism  and 
brutish  Ignorance,"  of  which  he  makes  Thalia  complain ;  and 
when  she  speaks  of  these  as  having  "  crept  of  late  out  of 
dread  darkness,"  there  needs  no  stronger  argument  for  re- 
ferring the  poem  to  the  date  in  question.  It  can  scarce  be 
needful  to  remark,  that  the  meaning  of  "  is  dead  of  late," 
in  the  stanzas  quoted,  is  explained  by  what  comes  afterwards, 
—  "  Doth  rather  choose  to  sit  in  idle  cell."  But  men,  a  few 
excepted,  will  always  run  away  from  poetry  to  hear  personal 
or  party  slang.  This  abuse  of  the  stage  was  popular ;  the 
public  were  infatuated  with  it ;  and  the  legitimate  endeavours 
of  art  could  for  a  while  stand  no  chance  in  competition  with 
it.  It  is  not  unlikely  that  the  Blackfriars  company,  in  spite 
of  their  remonstrance,  suffered  some  interruption  of  their 
course,  on  account  of  the  sins  of  others.  At  all  events, 
nothing  was  more  natural  than  that  Shakespeare,  instead  of 
either  running  with  the  stream  of  popular  infatuation  or  try- 
ing to  stem  it,  should  choose  rather  to  retire,  and  let  the 
madness  take  its  course,  waiting  for  a  more  auspicious  day. 

Malone  was  very  tenacious,  that  the  lines  we  have  quoted 
from  Spenser  referred  to  Lyly.  Besides  the  gross  improb- 


XCVMl  THE    LIFE     OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

ability  of  such  a  reference  in  itself,  Lyly,  as  we  have  seen, 
was  concerned  in  that  very  prostitution  of  the  stage  which 
Spenser  deplores.  On  the  other  hand,  Mr.  Halliwell,  fol- 
lowing Mr.  Todd,  inclines  to  think  that  the  poem  was  writ- 
ten in  1580,  and  that  the  lines  in  question  were  meant  fof 
Sir  Philip  Sidney,  who  was  sometimes  called  Willy.  13  it; 
at  that  time,  so  far  as  is  known,  there  had  been  no  occasion 
given  for  such  complaints.  And  before  Thalia  had  ai.y  good 
cause  thus  to  lament,  Sir  Philip  was  really  dead ;  whereas 
the  lines  clearly  suppose  that  "  our  pleasant  Willy  "  was  not 
really  dead.  But,  indeed,  Shakespeare  was  the  only  dram- 
atist of  that  time,  to  whom  such  language  as  "  the  man  whom 
Nature's  self  had  made,  to  mock  herself,  and  Truth  to  imi- 
tate "  could  with  any  show  of  fitness  be  applied.  On  the 
other  hand,  there  was  no  man  of  that  age  more  likely  than 
Spenser  to  describe  the  Poet  in  terms  than  which  none  fitter 
have  ever  been  used  about  him.  And  he  appears  to  have 
had  the  "  same  gentle  spirit "  in  his  eye,  when  he  wrote  the 
lines  in  "  Colin  Clout's  Come  Home  again,"  1594,  the  last 
referring,  of  course,  to  Shakespeare's  name : 

'  And  there,  though  last  not  least,  is  yKtion  ; 
A  gentler  shepherd  may  nowhere  he  found, 
Whose  Muse,  full  of  high  thought's  invention, 
Doth,  like  himself,  heroically  sound." 

But,  whatever  doubts  may  attach  to  Spenser's  meaning, 
there  can  be  none  as  to  that  winch  we  shall  next  produce. 
One  of  the  most  popular  and  most  profligate  dramatists  of 
the  time,  was  Robert  Greene.  On  the  3d  of  September, 
1592,  having  been  reduced  to  beggary,  and  forsaken  by  his 
companions,  he  died  miserably  at  the  house  of  a  poor  shoe- 
maker near  Dowgate.  Not  long  after,  his  "  Groatsworth  of 
Wit  bought  with  a  Million  of  Repentance  "  was  given  to  the 
public  by  Henry  Chettle.  Near  the  close  of  this  tract 
Greene  makes  an  address  "  to  those  Gentlemen  his  quon- 
dam acquaintance,  that  spend  then-  wits  in  making  plays," 
exhorting  them  to  desist  from  such  pursuits.  The  first  of 


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these  'gentlemen"  was  Marlowe,  distinguished  alike  for 
poetry,  profligacy,  and  profanity ;  the  other  two  were  Lodge 
and  Pecle.  We  subjoin  so  much  of  the  address  as  is  need- 
ful for  a  full  understanding  of  the  point  in  hand : 

"  If  woeful  experience  may  move  you,  gentlemen,  to  be- 
ware, or  unheard-of  wretchedness  intreat  you  to  take  heed, 
I  doubt  not  but  you  will  look  back  with  sorrow  on  your  time 
past,  and  endeavour  with  repentance  to  spend  that  which  a 
to  come.  Wonder  not,  (for  with  thee  will  I  first  begin,)  thou 
famous  gracer  of  tragedians,  that  Greene,  who  hath  said  with 
thee  like  the  fool  in  his  heart,  There  is  no  God,  should  now 
give  glory  unto  His  greatness ;  for  penetrating  is  His  power, 
His  hand  lies  heavy  upon  me,  He  hath  spoken  unto  me  with 
a  voice  of  thunder,  and  I  have  felt  He  is  a  God  that  can  pun- 
ish enemies.  Why  should  thy  excellent  wit,  His  gift,  be  so 
blinded  that  thou  shouldest  give  no  glory  to  the  Giver  ?  Is 
it  pestilent  Machiavellian  policy  that  thou  hast  studied  ?  O, 
peevish  folly !  What  are  his  rules  but  mere  confused  mock- 
eries, able  to  extirpate  in  small  time  the  generation  of  man- 
kind ?  .  .  .  Look  unto  me,  by  him  persuaded  to  that 
liberty,  and  thou  shalt  find  it  an  infernal  bondage.  I  know, 
the  least  of  my  demerits  merit  this  miserable  death ;  but 
wilful  striving  against  known  truth  exceedeth  all  the  terrors 
of  my  soul.  Defer  not,  with  me,  till  this  last  point  of  ex- 
tremity ;  for  little  knowest  thou  how  in  the  end  thou  shalt 
be  visited.3 

*  That  Greene's  exhortation  had  no  effect  on  Marlowe,  is  but 
too  certain.  Greene  had  not  been  a  year  in  the  grave,  when  Mar- 
lowe perished  by  a  violent  death  in  ihe  very  prime  of  manhood. 
This  catastrophe  occurred  at  Deptford,  where  in  the  burial-register 
of  the  parish-church  of  St.  Nicholas  may  still  be  read  the  entry, 
"Christopher  Marlowe,  slaine  by  Francis  Archer,  the  1  of  June, 
1593."  —  In  Beard's  Theatre  of  God's  Judgments,  1597,  we  have 
the  following  account  :  "  Not  inferior  to  any  of  the  former  in  ath«- 
isme  acd  impietie,  and  equal  to  al  in  maner  of  punishment,  was 
one  of  our  own  nation,  of  fresh  and  late  memorie,  called  Mnrlow, 
by  profession  a  scholler,  brought  up  from  his  youth  in  the  Univer 
silie  of  Cambridge,  but  by  practise  a  play-maker  ar,d  a  poet  nl 


C  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

"  With  thee  I  join  young  Juvenal,  that  biting  satirist,  thai 
lately  with  me  together  -writ  a  comedy,  bweet  boy,  might 
I  advise  thee,  be  advised,  and  get  not  many  enemies  by  bit- 
ter words :  inveigh  against  vain  men,  for  thou  canst  do  it,  no 
man  better,  no  man  so  well;  thou  hast  a  liberty  to  reprove 
all  and  name  none ;  for,  one  being  spoken  to,  all  are  offend- 
ed, —  none  being  blamed,  no  man  is  injured.4  .  .  . 

"  And  thou,  no  less  deserving  than  the  other  two,  in  some 
tnings  rarer,  in  nothing  inferior,  driven,  as  myself,  to  extreme 
shifts,  a  little  have  I  to  say  to  thee;  and,  were  it  not  an 
idolatrous  oath,  I  would  swear  by  sweet  St.  George,  thou 
art  unworthy  of  better  hap,  sith  thou  dependest  on  so  mean 
a  stay.  Base-minded  men,  all  three  of  you,  if  by  my  misery 
ye  be  not  warned :  for  unto  none  of  you,  like  me,  sought 
those  burrs  to  cleave ;  those  puppets,  I  mean,  that  speak 
from  our  mouths,  those  antics  garnish'd  in  our  colours.  Is 
it  not  strange  that  I,  to  whom  they  all  have  been  beholding, 
is  it  not  like  that  you,  to  whom  they  all  have  been  behold- 
ing, shall,  were  ye  in  that  case  that  I  am  now,  be  both  of 
them  at  once  forsaken  ?  Yes,  trust  them  not ;  for  there  is 
an  upstart  crow  beautified  with  our  feathers,  that,  with  his 
tiger's  heart  wrapped  in  a  player's  hide,  supposes  he  is  as 
well  able  to  bombast  out  a  blank-verse  as  the  best  of  you ; 
and,  being  an  absolute  Johannes  Fac-totum,  is  in  his  own 

scurrilitie,  who  by  giving  too  large  a  swing  to  his  owne  wit,  and 
suffering  his  lust  to  have  the  full  reins,  fell  (not  without  just  desert) 
to  that  outrage  and  extremitie,  that  hee  denied  God  and  his  sonne 
Christ,  and  not  onely  in  word  blasphemed  the  Trinitie.  but  also  (as 
it  is  credibly  reported)  wrote  books  against  it,  affirming  our  Sa- 
viour to  be  but  a  deceiver,  and  Moses  to  be  but  a  conjurer  and 
seducer  of  the  people,  and  the  holy  Bible  to  bee  but  vaine  and 
idle  stories,  and  all  religion  but  a  device  of  policie.  But  see  what 
a  hooke  the  Lord  put  in  the  nostrils  of  this  barking  dogge.'' — 
DTCE. 

4  Lodge's  talent  as  a  satirist  may  be  seen  in  his  Fig  for  Mo- 
mus,  1595.  The  "comedy"  which  he  composed  in  conjunction 
with  Greece,  is  A  Looking  Glasse  for  London  and  England.  — • 
Dici. 


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wmccit  the  only  Shake-scene  in  a  country.  O,  that  I  might 
intreat  your  rare  wits  to  be  employed  in  more  profitable 
courses,  and  let  these  apes  imitate  your  past  excellence,  and 
never  more  acquaint  them  with  your  admired  inventions !  1 
know  the  best  husband  of  you  all  will  never  prove  an  usurer, 
and  the  kindest  of  them  all  will  never  prove  a  kind  nurse : 
yet,  whilst  you  may,  seek  better  masters ;  for  it  is  pity  such 
rare  wits  should  be  subject  to  the  pleasure  of  such  rud* 
grooms. 

"  In  this  1  might  insert  two  more  that  both  have  writ 
against  these  buckram  gentlemen ;  but  let .  their  own  work 
serve  to  witness  against  their  own  wickedness,  if  they  per- 
severe to  maintain  any  more  such  peasants.  For  other  new- 
comers, I  leave  them  to  the  mercy  of  these  painted  monsters, 
who,  I  doubt  not,  will  drive  the  best-minded  to  despise 
them :  for  the  rest,  it  skills  not,  though  they  make  a  jest  at 
them." 

Here  we  have  pretty  conclusive  evidence  as  to  the  position 
Shakespeare  held  in  1592.  Though  sneered  at  as  a  player, 
it  is  plain  that  he  was  already  throwing  the  other  play- 
makers  of  the  time  into  the  shade,  and  making  their  labours 
cheap.  Blank-verse  was  Marlowe's  special  forte ;  he  was 
the  first  to  introduce  it  on  the  public  stage ;  and  his  dramas 
show  great  skill  in  the  use  of  it :  but  here  was  an  "  upstart " 
frnni  the  country,  a  "  peasant,"  that  was  able  to  rival  him 
in  his  own  line.  Moreover,  he  was  a  Do-all,  a  "  Johannes 
Fac-totum,"  that  could  turn  his  hand  to  any  thing  ;  and  his 
readiness  to  undertake  what  none  others  could  do  so  well, 
naturally  drew  upon  him  the  charge  of  conceit  from  those 
who  envied  his  rising,  and  whose  lustre  was  growing  dim  in 
his  light.  As  for  the  insinuation  of  being  "  beautified  with 
our  feathers,"  the  probable  grounds  of  it  are  discussed  suf- 
ficiently in  our  Introductions  to  The  Taming  of  the  Shrew 
and  the  First  and  Second  Parts  of  King  Henry  VI.,  to  which 
the  reader  is  referred.  We  have  little  doubt  that  these  three 
playH,  as  also  the  Tlurd  Pail  of  King  Henry  VI.,  and  the 


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original  sketch  of  Romeo  and  Juliet,  were  written  before 
the  death  of  Greene.  Our  reasons  for  this  are  also  stated 
in  the  Introductions  to  those  plays. 

It  appears  that  both  Shakespeare  and  Marlowe  were  of- 
fended, as  they  had  cause  to  be,  at  the  liberties  Greene  had 
taken  with  them ;  for,  not  long  after,  Chettle  published  a 
tract  entitled  Kind-Heart's  Dream,  in  which  he  made  a 
handsome  apology  to  Shakespeare,  as  follows : 

"About  three  months  since  died  Mr.  Robert  Greene, 
leaving  many  papers  in  sundry  booksellers'  hands  :  among 
others,  his  Groatsworth  of  Wit,  in  which  a  letter,  written  to 
divers  play-makers,  is  offensively  by  one  or  two  of  them 
taken ;  and,  because  on  the  dead  they  cannot  be  avenged, 
they  wilfully  forge  in  their  conceits  a  living  author ;  and,  af- 
ter tossing  it  to  and  fro,  no  remedy  but  it  must  light  on  me. 
How  I  have,  all  the  time  of  my  conversing  in  printing,  hin- 
dered the  bitter  inveighing  against  scholars,  it  hath  been 
very  well  known ;  and  how  in  that  I  dealt,  I  can  sufficiently 
prove.  With  neither  of  them  that  take  offence  was  I  ac- 
quainted ;  and  with  one  of  them  I  care  not  if  I  never  be : 
the  other,  whom  at  that  time  I  did  not  so  much  spare,  as 
Bince  I  wish  I  had,  —  for  that,  as  I  have  moderated  the  heat 
of  living  writers,  and  might  have  used  my  own  discretion, 
(especially  in  such  a  case,)  the  author  being  dead,  —  that  I 
did  not,  I  am  as  sorry  as  if  the  original  fault  had  been  my 
fault :  because  myself  have  seen  his  demeanour  no  less  civil, 
than  he  excellent  in  the  quality  he  professes  ;  besides,  divers 
of  worship  have  reported  his  uprightness  of  dealing,  which 
argues  his  honesty,  and  his  facetious  grace  in  writing,  that 
approves  his  art.  For  the  first,  whose  learning  I  reverence, 
and,  at  the  perusing  of  Greene's  book,  struck  out  what  then 
in  conscience  I  thought  he  in  some  displeasure  writ,  or,  had 
it  been  true,  yet  to  publish  it  was  intolerable,  him  I  would 
wish  to  use  me  no  worse  than  I  deserve.  I  had  only  in  the 
copy  this  share:  It  was  ill  written,  as  sometime  Greene's 
hand  was  none  of  the  best :  licenced  it  must  be,  ere  it  could 


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Se  printed ;  which  could  never  be,  if  it  might  not  he  read. 
To  be  brief,  I  writ  it  over,  and,  as  near  as  I  could,  followed 
the  copj  ;  only  in  that  letter  I  put  something  out,  but  in  the 
whole  book  not  a  word  in ;  for  I  protest  it  was  all  Greene's, 
not  mine,  nor  Master  Nash's,  as  some  have  unjustly  af- 
firmed."* 

It  is  evident  enough  from  this,  that  Shakespeare  was  al- 
ready beginning  to  attract  liberal  notice  from  that  circle  of 
brave  and  accomplished  gentlemen  which  adorned  the  state 
of  Elizabeth.  Among  the  "  divers  of  worship  "  referred  tc 
by  Chettle,  first  and  foremost,  doubtless,  stood  the  high- 
souled,  the  generous  Southampton,  then  in  his  twentieth 
year.  Henry  Wriothesley  the  third  Earl  of  Southampton 
was  but  eight  years  old  when  his  father  died :  the  South- 
ampton estates  were  large ;  during  the  young  Earl's  minori- 
ty, his  interests  were  in  good  hands,  and  the  revenues  accu- 
mulated ;  so  that  on  coming  of  age  he  had  means  answer- 
able to  his  dispositions.  Moreover,  he  was  a  young  man 
of  good  parts,  of  studious  habits,  of  cultivated  tastes,  and. 

6  That  it  should  have  been  attributed  to  Nash  seems  strange 
enough  :  but  we  have  his  own  testimony,  in  addition  to  Chettle's, 
that  such  was  the  ease.  "  Other  newes,"  he  says,  "  I  am  adver 
tised  of,  that  a  scald,  trivial!,  lying  pamphlet,  cald  Greens 
Groats-worth  of  Wit,  is  given  out  to  be  of  my  doing.  God 
never  have  care  of  my  soule,  but  utterly  renounce  me,  if  the  least 
word  or  sillible  in  it  proceeded  from  my  pen,  or  if  I  were  any  way 
privie  to  the  writing  or  printing  of  it."  —  "  Possibly,"  observes  Mr. 
Collier,  "  one  of  the  '  lying'  portions  of  it,  in  the  opinion  of  Nash, 
was  that  in  which  the  attack  was  made  on  Shakespeare/'  —  a  re- 
mark which  somewhat  surprises  me.  Nothing  can  be  plainer  than 
that  Greene  wrole  the  passage  in  question  with  a  perfect  knowl- 
edge that  those  whom  he  addressed,  viz.,  Marlowe,  Lodge,  and 
Peele,  were  no  less  jealous  of  the  "Shake-scene"  than  himself; 
and  that  they  would  relish  the  sneering  allusion  to  one  who  had 
given  evidence  of  possessing  a  dramatic  power  which  in  its  full 
development  might  reduce  the  whole  band  of  earlier  play-wrighla 
to  comparative  insignificance.  There  is,  therefore,  no  likelihood 
that  Nash,  the  companion  of  Greene,  Marlowe,  Lodge,  and  Peele, 
—  and  he  too  a  writer  for  the  stage,  —  would  have  beheld  the 
bright  dawn  of  Shakespeare's  genius  with  feelings  more  liber  i! 
than  theirs.  —  DTCE. 


Civ  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

withal,  of  a  highly  chivalrous  and  romantic  spirit;  to  all 
which  he  added  the  still  nobler  title  to  honour,  that  he  wai 
the  early  and  munificent  patron  of  Shakespeare.  In  1593, 
the  Poet  published  lu's  Venus  and  Adonis,  with  a  modest  and 
manly  dedication  to  this  nobleman,  very  different  from  the 
usual  high-flown  style  of  literary  adulation  then  in  vogue  ; 
telling  him,  —  "If  your  Honour  seem  but  pleased,  I  account 
myself  highly  praised,  and  vow  to  take  advantage  of  all  idle 
hours,  till  I  have  honoured  you  with  some  graver  labour." 
In  the  dedication,  he  calls  the  poem  "  the  first  heir  of  my 
invention  :  "  whether  he  dated  its  birth  from  the  writing  or 
the  publishing,  does  not  appear :  probably  it  had  been  writ- 
ten some  time ;  possibly,  before  he  left  Stratford.  This  was 
followed,  the  next  year,  by  his  Lucrece,  dedicated  to  the 
same  nobleman  in  a  strain  of  more  open  and  assured  friend- 
ship :  "  The  warrant  I  have  of  your  honourable  disposition, 
not  the  worth  of  my  untutored  lines,  makes  it  assured  of 
acceptance.  What  I  have  done  is  yours,  what  I  have  to  do 
is  yours."  Of  these  poems  enough  is  said  in  our  Introduc- 
tions to  them ;  so  that  their  merits  need  not  be  canvassed 
here. 

It  was  probably  about  this  time,  perhaps  in  the  interval 
of  these  two  publications,  that  Shakespeare  had  that  expe- 
rience of  the  Earl's  bounty,  which  is  recorded  by  Rowe : 
"  There  is  one  instance  so  singular  in  the  munificence  of  this 
patron  of  Shakespeare's,  that  if  I  had  not  been  assured  that 
the  story  was  handed  down  by  Sir  William  Davenant,  who 
was  probably  well  acquainted  with  his  affairs,  I  should  not 
have  ventured  to  have  inserted,  that  my  Lord  Southamp- 
ton at  one  time  gave  him  a  thousand  pounds,  to  enable  him 
to  go  through  with  a  purchase  which  he  heard  he  had  a 
mind  to."  Rowe  might  well  scruple  the  story  of  so  large  a 
gift ;  but  the  fact  of  his  scruples  being  overruled  shows  that 
he  had  strong  grounds  for  the  statement.  Possibly  enough 
the  amount  may  have  been  exaggerated :  but  all  that  we 
know  of  the  Earl  assures  us  that  he  could  not  but  wish  to 


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make  a  handsome  return  for  the  Venus  and  Adonis,  and  that 
whatsoever  of  the  kind  he  did  was  bound  to  be  "  something 
rich  and  rare  ; "  and  it  was  but  of  a  pioce  with  his  nobleness 
of  character,  that  he  should  feel  more  the  honour  he  was 
receiving  than  that  he  was  conferring  by  such  an  act  of  gen- 
erosity. Might  not  this  be  what  the  Poet  meant  by  "  the 
warrant  I  have  of  your  honourable  disposition  ?  "  Mr.  Col- 
lier credits  the  whole  amount.  There  needs  no  doubt  on 
the  score  either  of  the  Earl's  disposition  or  his  ability :  the 
only  question  has  reference  to  the  Poet's  occasions.  These 
Mr.  Collier  thinks  he  has  found  in  what  will  now  be  related. 

On  the  22d  of  December,  1593,  Richard  Burbage,  who, 
his  father  having  died  or  retired,  was  then  the  leader  of  the 
Blackfriars  company,  signed  a  bond  to  a  builder  named  Pe- 
ter Street  for  the  building  of  the  Globe  theatre.  The  work 
was  in  progress,  most  likely,  through  the  following  year. 
The  Blackfriars  was  not  large  enough  for  the  company's  pur- 
pose, but  was  entirely  covered  in,  and  furnished  suitably  for 
winter  use.  The  Globe,  made  larger,  and  designed  for  use 
in  summer,  was  a  round  wooden  building,  open  to  the  sky, 
with  the  stage  protected  by  an  overhanging  roof.  Consider- 
ing, then,  the  warm  interest  Southampton  is  known  to  have 
taken  in  all  matters  touching  the  stage,  together  with  the 
strong  personal  motives  which  he  had  in  the  case  of  Shake- 
speare, it  is  by  no  means  impossible  that  he  may  have  be- 
stowed even  as  large  a  sum  as  £1000,  to  enable  him  to  fur- 
nish his  share  of  money  towards  building  the  new  theatre. 

The  Globe  was  probably  opened  in  the  spring  of  1595 
though  we  have  no  notice  of  the  fact.  No  sooner  was  this 
enterprise  carried  through,  than  the  company  set  on  foot  a 
design  of  repairing  and  enlarging  their  old  establishment. 
Some  of  the  people  residing  thereabouts  not  only  opposed 
them  in  this  design,  but  undertook  to  oust  them  altogether 
from  that  part  of  the  town.  To  offset  their  remonstrance 
in  this  behalf,  the  comi)any,  early  in  1596,  sent  in  the  fol- 
lowing: 


CV1  THE    LIFE     OF    SHAKESPEARK. 

"  To  THE  RIGHT  HONOURABLE  THE  LORDS  OF  JIKR  MAJES- 
TY'S MOST  HONOURABLE  PRIVY  COUNCIL. 

"  The  humble  petition  of  Thomas  Pope,  Richard  Burbage 
John  Heminge,  Augustine  Phillips,  William  Shakespeare, 
William  Kempe,  William  Slye,  Nicholas  Tooley,  and  othew, 
servants  to  the  Right  Honourable  the  Lord  Chamberlain  to 
her  Majesty. 

"  Sheweth  most  humbly,  that  your  petitioners  are  owners 
and  players  of  the  private  house,  or  theatre,  in  the  precinct 
and  liberty  of  the  Blackfriars,  which  hath  been  for  many 
years  used  and  occupied  for  the  playing  of  tragedies,  comedies, 
histories,  interludes,  and  plays.  That  the  same,  by  reason 
of  its  having  been  so  long  built,  hath  fallen  into  great  decay ; 
and  that,  besides  the  reparation  thereof,  it  has  been  found 
necessary  to  make  the  same  more  convenient  for  the  enter- 
tainment of  auditories  coming  thereunto.  That  to  this  end 
your  petitioners  have  all  and  each  of  them  put  down  sums 
of  money,  according  to  their  shares  in  the  said  theatre,  and 
which  they  have  justly  and  honestly  gained  by  the  exercise 
of  their  quality  of  stage-players ;  but  that  certain  persons, 
(some  of  them  of  honour,)  inhabitants  of  the  said  precinct 
and  liberty  of  Blackfriars,  have,  as  your  petitioners  are  in- 
formed, besought  your  honourable  lordships  not  to  permit 
the  said  private  house  any  longer  to  remain  open,  but  here- 
after to  be  shut  up  and  closed,  to  the  manifest  and  great  in- 
jury of  your  petitioners,  who  have  no  other  means  whereby 
to  maintain  their  wives  and  families,  but  by  the  exercise  of 
their  quality,  as  they  have  heretofore  done.  Furthermore, 
that  «  the  summer  season  your  petitioners  are  able  to  play 
at  their  new-built  house  on  the  Bankside  call'd  the  Globe, 
but  that  in  the  winter  they  are  compelled  to  come  to  the 
Blackfriars  ;  and,  if  your  honourable  lordships  give  consent 
unto  that  which  is  pray'd  against  your  petitioners,  they  will 
not  only,  while  the  winter  endures,  lose  the  means  whereby 
they  now  support  themselves  and  their  families,  but  he  un- 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  CVli 

Able  to  practise  themselves  in  any  plays  or  interludes,  when 
call'd  upon  to  perform  for  the  recreation  and  solace  of  her 
Majesty  and  her  honourable  Court,  as  they  have  been  here- 
tofore accustomed. 

"  The  humble  prayer  of  your  petitioners  therefore  is,  that 
your  honourable  lordships  will  grant  permission  to  finish 
the  reparations  and  alterations  they  have  begun ;  and,  as 
your  petitioners  have  hitherto  been  well  order'd  in  their  be- 
haviour, and  just  in  their  dealings,  that  your  honourable 
lordships  will  not  inhibit  them  from  acting  at  their  above- 
nam'd  private  house  in  the  precinct  and  liberty  of  Black- 
friars  ;  and  your  petitioners,  as  in  duty  most  bounden,  will 
ever  pray  for  the  increasing  honour  and  happiness  of  your 
honourable  lordships." 

The  issue  of  the  thing  is  ascertained  by  a  note  written 
from  the  Office  of  the  Revels  on  the  3d  of  May,  1596,  to 
Henslowe,  and  found  among  his  papers  preserved  at  Dul- 
wich  College.  It  appears  by  this  note,  that  the  Master  of 
the  Revels  received  from  the  Privy  Council  an  order  "  that 
the  Lord  Chamberlain's  servants  should  not  be  disturbed  at 
the  Blackfriars ; "  and  that  "  leave  should  be  given  unto 
them  to  make  good  the  decay  of  the  said  house,  but  not  to 
make  the  same  larger  than  in  former  time  hath  been." 

In  1589,  we  found  Shakespeare  the  twelfth  in  a  list  of 
sixteen  sharers  of  the  Blackfriars :  now  he  is  found  the  fifth 
among  eight  persons,  who  style  themselves  "oumers  and 
players"  of  the  same  theatre,  and  allege  that  they  "have 
put  down  sums  of  money,  according  to  their  shares  in  the 
said  theatre."  Owner  and  sharer  were  different,  the  one 
having  reference  to  the  property,  the  other  only  to  the  prof- 
its, of  the  establishment.  The  practical  talent  and  rectitude 
of  the  Poet  are  well  shown  by  his  having  reached  such  a 
business  position  in  a  period  of  not  more  than  ten  years. 

We  learn,  also,  from  this  petition  that  the  company  at 
that  date  had  been  "  accustomed  to  perform  for  the  recrea- 
tion and  solace  of  her  Majesty  and  her  honourable  Court.* 


CVlii  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

It  would  l>c  curious  to  know  at  what  time  ami  by  what  play 
Shakespeare  made  his  first  conquest  of  Queen  Elizabeth, 
It  is  tolerably  clear  that  before  the  spring  of  1596  he  had 
written  Richard  ITT.,  King  John,  Richard  IL,  and  A  Mid- 
summer-Night's Dream.  There  is  also  reason  for  thinking 
that  the  original  Hamlet  and  The  Merchant  of  Venice  were 
then  in  being ;  for  it  appears  that  in  the  summer  of  1594 
the  companies  of  the  Lord  Chamberlain  and  the  Lord  Ad- 
miral had  joint  possession  of  a  theatre  in  Newington  Butts ; 
and  among  the  plays  acted  there,  are  found  notices  of  a 
"  Hamlet "  and  a  "  Venetian  Comedy."  These  notices  are 
from  Henslowe's  Diary,  who  was  often  ludicrously  inexact  in 
his  entries  of  names.  So  that  Malone  might  very  well  con- 
jecture, as  he  did,  that  the  Venetian  Comedy  was  our  Poet's 
Merchant  of  Venice ;  and  it  seems  nowise  unlikely  that  his 
first  form  of  Hamlet  may  have  been  written  before  that  date 
We  have  little  doubt,  also,  that  All's  Well  that  Ends  Well 
as  originally  written,  was  in  being  by  the  time  in  question. 
So  that  probably  the  first  four  of  these  plays  at  least,  and 
perhaps  all  the  seven,  had  then  been  performed  for  "  the 
recreation  and  solace  of  her  Majesty."  At  all  events,  there 
can  be  no  question  that  both  her  taste  and  her  vanity  were 
at  an  early  date  touched  and  conciliated  by  the  Poet.  Al- 
ready, no  doubt,  he  was  well  started  in  those  achievements 
of  royal  favour,  to  which  Ben  Jonson  alludes  in  his  great 
verses  prefixed  to  the  folio  of  1623.  And  here  we  may  apt- 
ly quote  another  allusion  of  similar  import.  In  1603,  soon 
after  the  death  of  Elizabeth,  Henry  Chettle,  whom  we  hav« 
already  met  with,  put  forth  a  poem  entitled  England's 
Mourning  Garment,  in  which,  after  reproving  divers  poets 
for  not  writing  in  honour  of  the  Queen,  he  thus  refers  to 
Shakespeare : 

"  Nor  doth  the  silver-tongued  Melicert 
Drop  from  his  honey'd  Muse  one  sable  tear 
'Fo  mourn  her  death  that  graced  his  desert, 
And  to  his  lays  open'd  her  royal  ear. 
Shepherd,  remember  our  Elizabeth. 
And  sing  her  Rape,  done  by  thai  Tar<iuin  Death." 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  CIX 

Hitherto  we  have  met  with  no  information  as  to  where- 
abouts in  London  Shakespeare  had  his  residence.  Edward 
Alleyn,  the  player,  and  founder  of  Dulwich  College,  kept  a 
Bear-garden  in  Southwark.  Henslowe  was  manager  of  one 
of  the  London  theatres,  and  Alleyn  was  son-in-law  to  his 
wife.  The  Bear-garden  became  a  source  of  annoyance  to 
the  neighbourhood.  Among  the  papers  at  Dulwich  College, 
Mr.  Collier  found  a  memorandum  of  certain  "  inhabitants 
of  Southwark,"  who  in  July,  1596,  complained  of  this  an- 
noyance. "  Mr.  Shakespeare  "  was  one  of  them.  Which 
establishes  that  he  was  then  occupying  a  house  in  that  quar- 
ter ;  and  the  probability  is,  that  he  had  lately  taken  it  for 
the  purpose  of  being  near  the  Globe  theatre.  There  is  rea- 
son to  think  he  continued  to  reside  there  for  some  years  ; 
for  Mr.  Collier  quotes  from  a  letter  written  by  Mrs.  Alleyn, 
October  20th,  1603,  to  her  husband,  then  in  the  country; 
ui  which  she  speaks  of  having  seen  "  Mr.  Shakespeare,  of 
the  Globe,"  in  Southwark.  We  have  indeed  no  evidence 
that  the  Poet  ever  had  his  family  with  him  in  London, 
neither  have  we  any  that  he  did  not.  We  are  not  aware  of 
aiiy  thing  which  should  make  it  unlikely  that  they  may  have 
been  sometimes  with  him  in  the  city ;  and  the  fact  of  his 
occupying  a  house  there  may  well  be  thought  to  argue  that 
such  was  the  case. 

Before  quitting  this  period,  we  must  observe  that  on  the 
llth  of  August,  1596,  Shakespeare  buried  his  only  son, 
Hamnet,  then  in  his  twelfth  year.  This  is  the  first  severe 
home-stroke  that  we  hear  of  as  lighting  upon  him.  Hia 
Sonnets,  we  think,  infer  him  to  have  been  a  man  of  warm 
and  true  domestic  affections ;  and  from  the  strong  desire  he 
evidently  had  of  handing  down  his  name  with  honour  to  po&- 
terity,  fathers  can  well  conceive  how  he  must  have  felt  the 
blow. 

Aubrey  tells  us  Shakespeare  "  was  wont  to  go  to  his  na- 
tive country  once  a  year."  We  now  have  better  authority 
than  Aubrey  lor  believing  that  the  Poet's  heart  was  in  "  hit 


CX  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

native  country  "  all  the  while.  No  sooner  is  he  well  estab- 
lished at  London,  and  in  receipt  of  funds  to  spare  from  the 
necessary  demands  of  business,  than  we  find  him  making 
liberal  investments  amidst  the  scenes  of  his  youth.  Mr. 
Collier  inferred  with  much  strength,  that  his  first  purchase 
at  Stratford  took  place  in  1597.  For  a  full  settlement  of 
the  point  we  are  indebted  to  Mr.  Halliwell,  who  discovered 
in  the  Chapter  House,  Westminster,  the  fine  levied  on  that 
occasion.  This  discovery  ascertains  that  in  the  spring  of 
1597  Shakespeare  bought  of  William  Underbill,  for  the  sum 
of  £60,  the  establishment  called  New  Place,  described  as 
consisting  of  "  one  messuage,  two  barns,  and  two  gardens, 
with  their  appurtenances."  This  was  one  of  the  best  dwell- 
ing-houses in  Stratford,  and  was  situate  in  Chapel-ward,  one 
of  the  best  parts  of  the  town.  Early  in  the  sixteenth  cen- 
tury it  was  owned  by  the  Cloptons,  and  called  "  the  great 
house."  It  was  in  one  of  the  gardens  belonging  to  this  house 
that  the  Poet  was  believed  to  have  planted  a  mulberry  tree ; 
and  the  tradition  to  that  effect  has  some  support  in  that  King 
James  in  1609  made  great  efforts  to  introduce  the  mulberry 
into  England,  £935  being  paid  that  year  out  of  the  public 
purse  for  the  planting  of  trees  "  near  the  palace  of  West- 
minster." 

We  have  seen  that  in  January,  1597,  John  Shakespeare 
was  still  living  in  one  of  his  Henley-street  houses.  There 
are  strong  reasons  for  believing  that,  after  the  purchase  of 
New  Place,  the  Poet's  father  and  mother  made  their  resi- 
dence there,  along  with  his  wife  and  children.  Those  rea- 
sons are  as  follows :  About  that  time,  England  was  visited 
with  a  great  dearth  and  scarceness.  Stowe  informs  us  that 
in  1596,  wheat  was  sold  for  six,  seven,  and  eight  shillings  the 
busheL  The  dearth  increased  through  1597,  and  in  August 
of  that  year  wheat  rose  to  thirteen  shillings  the  bushel,  then 
fell  to  ten,  then  rose  again  to  "  the  late  greatest  price." 
What  effects  this  produced  at  Stratford,  as  also  what  repute 
the  Poet  was  then  held  in  among  his  old  neighbours,  appears 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKF.SPEARE.  C3Q 

rrom  a  letter  dated  January  24th,  1598,  and  written  by  Abra- 
ham Sturley,  an  alderman  of  Stratford.  The  letter  was  to 
Sturley's  brother-in-law,  Richard  Quiney,  who  was  then  in 
London ;  and  in  it  we  have  the  following : 

"I  pray  God  send  you  comfortably  home.  This  is  one 
special  remembrance,  from  your  father's  motion.  It  seem- 
eth  by  him,  that  our  countryman,  Mr.  Shakespeare,  is  will- 
ing to  disburse  some  money  upon  some  odd  yard  land  or 
other  at  Shottery,  or  near  about  us.  He  thinketh  it  a  very 
fit  pattern  to  move  him  to  deal  in  the  matter  of  our  tithes. 
By  the  instructions  you  can  give  him  thereof,  and  by  the 
friends  he  can  make  therefor,  we  think  it  a  fair  mark  for 
him  to  shoot  at,  and  not  unpossible  to  hit.  It  obtained 
would  advance  him  indeed,  and  do  us  much  good. 

"  You  shall  understand,  brother,  that  our  neighbours  are 
grown,  with  the  wants  they  feel  through  the  dearness  of  com, 
(which  here  is,  beyond  all  other  countries  that  I  can  hear  of, 
lear  and  over  dear,)  malcontent.  They  have  assembled  to- 
gether in  great  number,  and  travelled  to  Sir  Thomas  Lucy 
on  Friday  last,  to  complain  of  our  maltsters ;  on  Sunday,  to 
Sir  Fulk  Greville  and  Sir  John  Conway.  There  is  a  meet- 
ing here  expected  to-morrow.  The  Lord  knoweth  to  what 
end  it  will  sort!  Thomas  West,  returning  from  the  two 
knights  of  the  woodland,  came  home  so  full,  that  he  said  to 
Mr.  Bailiff  that  night,  he  hoped  within  a  week  to  lead  off 
them  in  a  halter,  meaning  the  maltsters ;  and  I  hope,  saith 
John  Grannams,  if  God  send  my  Lord  of  Essex  down  short- 
ly, to  see  them  hanged  on  gibbets  at  their  own  doors." 

Further  light  is  thrown  on  this  subject  of  the  dearth  by 
a  curious  manuscript  list,  headed  "  Stratford  Borough,  War- 
wick. The  note  of  corn  and  malt,  taken  the  4th  of  Febru- 
ary, 1598."  The  purpose  of  it  evidently  was,  to  ascertain 
how  much  corn  and  malt  there  really  was  in  tne  town,  under 
a  suspicion  that  the  owners  were  withholding  it  from  use  in 
order  to  raise  its  price.  The  names  of  the  townsmen  are  all 
given,  with  the  several  wards  where  they  icsided,  und  also 


CX11  THE    LIKE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

of  the  strangers,  so  far  as  known.  In  the  statement  of  the 
"  townsmen's  corn  "  in  Chapel-street  Ward,  we  have,  among 
others,  "Wm.  Shakespeare,  10  quarters;"  and  only  two 
persons  in  the  ward  are  put  down  as  having  a  larger  quan- 
tity. The  name  of  John  Shakespeare  does  not  occur  in  the 
list ;  and  from  this  fact  Mr.  Collier  reasonably  infers  that  he 
was  then  living  with  his  son  William  ;  and  that  the  Poet  had 
laid  in  this  large  store,  in  order  to  be  sure  of  a  competent 
prorision  for  a  larger  family  than  his  wife  and  two  daughters. 
New  Place  remained  in  the  hands  of  Shakespeare  and  his 
heirs  till  the  Restoration,  when  it  was  repurchased  by  the 
Clopton  family.  In  the  spring  of  1742,  Garrick,  Macklin, 
and  Delane  were  entertained  there  by  Sir  Hugh  Clopton, 
under  the  Poet's  mulberry-tree.  About  1752,  the  place  was 
sold  to  the  Rev.  Francis  Gastrell,  who,  falling  out  with  the 
Stratford  authorities  in  some  matter  of  rates,  demolished  the 
house,  and  cut  down  the  tree,  for  which  his  memory  has 
been  visited  with  exemplary  retribution. 


CHAPTER  IV. 

?EOM  THE  EARLIEST  PRINTED  CRITICISM  ON  SHAKE- 
SPEARE TILL  HIS  RETIREMENT  FROM  THE  STAGE. 

THE  earliest  printed  copies  of  Shakespeare's  plays,  known 
in  modem  times,  were  "  The  First  Part  of  tne  Contention 
betwixt  the  two  famous  Houses  of  York  and  Lancaster,"  and 
"The  True  Tragedy  of  Richard  Duke  of  York,"  severaLy 
dated  1594  and  1595.  They  were  doubtless  written  several 
years  before,  and  at  the  time  of  the  printing  had  probably 
been  revised  into  the  form  they  now  bear  as  the  Second  and 
Third  Parts  of  King  Henry  VI.  The  matter  is  sufficiently 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  CX1I1 

discussed  in  our  Introductions.  It  is  highly  probable  that 
Titus  Andronicus  was.  printed  in  1594,  for  a  play  •with  that 
title  was  entered  at  the  Stationers'  in  February  of  that  year, 
and  Langbaine,  writing  in  1691,  speaks  of  an  edition  of  that 
date.  If  so,  the  edition  has  been  lost,  no  copies  of  an  earlier 
date  than  1600  being  now  known.  In  1597,  three  of  his 
plays,  Romeo  and  Juliet,  Richard  n.,  and  Richard  HI.,  were 
published  severally  in  quarto  pamphlets.  The  Romeo  amS 
Juliet  was  evidently  a  fraudulent  edition,  and  a  garbled  text. 
Three  years  after,  the  play  was  reissued,  "  newly  corrected, 
augmented,  and  amended."  In  1598,  two  more,  The  First 
Part  of  King  Henry  IV.  and  Love's  Labour's  Lost,  came 
from  the  press,  in  the  same  form  as  the  preceding.  The 
author's  name  was  not  given  in  any  of  these  issues,  except 
the  last-named,  which  was  said  to  be  "  newly  corrected  and 
augmented."  Richard  II.  and  Richard  HI.  were  issued  again 
in  1598,  and  The  First  Part  of  Henry  IV.  in  1599 ;  and  in 
all  these  cases  the  author's  name  was  prin'.ed  on  the  title- 
page.  The  Second  Part  of  Henry  IV.  was  doubtless  written 
before  the  appearance  of  the  First  Part,  in  1598,  though  we 
hear  of  no  edition  of  it  till  1600.  For  full  statements  on 
all  these  points,  the  reader  must  be  again  referred  to  our 
several  Introductions. 

Francis  Meres  has  the  honour  of  being  the  first  critic  of 
Shakespeare,  that  appeared  in  print.  In  1598,  he  put  forth  a 
book  entitled  "  Palladia  Tamia,  Wit's  Treasury,  being  the 
Second  Part  of  Wit's  Commonwealth."  One  division  of  the 
work  is  headed  "  A  comparative  Discourse  of  our  English 
Poets,  with  the  Greek,  Latin,  and  Italian  Poets ; "  and  in  it 
we  have,  among  divers  other  references  to  Shakespeare,  the 
following : 

"  As  the  soul  of  Euphorbus  was  thought  to  live  in  Py- 
thagoras, so  the  sweet,  witty  soul  of  Ovid  lives  in  mellifluous 
and  honey-tongued  Shakespeare :  witness  his  Venus  and 
Adonis,  his  I.ucrece,  his  sugared  Sonnets  among  his  private 
friends,  &c. 


CXIV  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE 

"As  PJautus  and  Seneca  are  accounted  the  best  for  com- 
edy and  tragedy  among  the  Latins ;  so  Shakespeare  among 
the  English  is  the  most  excellent  in  both  kinds  for  the  stage. 
For  comedy,  witness  his  Gentlemen  of  Verona,  his  Errors, 
his  Love's  Labour's  Lost,  his  Love's  Labour's  Won,  his  Mid- 
Bummer-Night's  Dream,  and  his  Merchant  of  Venice ;  for 
tragedy,  his  Richard  II.,  Richard  HL,  Henry  IV.,  King  John, 
Titus  Andronicus,  and  his  Romeo  and  Juliet. 

"  As  Epius  Stolo  said  that  the  Muses  would  speak  with 
Plautus'  tongue,  if  they  would  speak  Latin ;  so  I  say  that  the 
Muses  would  speak  with  Shakespeare's  fine-filed  phrase,  if 
they  would  speak  English." 

The  nature  of  this  writer's  purpose  did  not  require  him  to 
mention  all  the  plays  then  known  to  be  Shakespeare's  :  he 
needed  but  to  specify  such  and  so  many  as  would  "  witness  " 
his  point.  Since  the  time  of  Farmer,  "Love's  Labour's 
Won"  has  commonly  been  supposed  to  be  the  original 
name  of  All's  Well  that  Ends  Well.  We  have  no  doubt 
that  such  was  the  case.  The  play  yields  strong  internal 
evidence  of  having  been  "  written  at  two  different  and  rather 
distant  periods  of  the  Poet's  life ; "  and  the  title  was  prob- 
ably changed  at  the  revisal.  Reckoning,  then,  the  original 
Pericles,  the  three  Parts  of  Henry  VI.,  The  Taming  of  the 
Shrew,  and  the  two  Parts  of  Henry  IV.,  along  with  the  others 
mentioned  by  Meres,  we  have  eighteen  plays  written  by 
1598,  when  the  Poet  was  thirty-four  years  of  age,  and  had 
most  likely  been  in  the  theatre  not  far  from  twelve  years. 
It  is  not  improbable,  as  we  have  already  seen,  that  the  origi- 
nal Hamlet  should  also  be  added  to  this  list. 

Shakespeare  was  now  decidedly  at  the  head  of  the  Eng- 
lish drama :  he  had  little  cause  to  fear  rivalry ;  he  could  well 
afford  to  be  generous ;  and  any  play  that  had  his  approval 
would  be  likely  to  pass.  Ben  Jonson,  whose  name  has  a 
peculiar  right  to  be  coupled  with  his,  was  ten  years  his  ju- 
nior, and  was  working  with  that  learned  and  sinewy  diligence 
which  marked  his  character.  We  have  it  on  the  sound  au 


THE    MFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  CXV 

thority  of  Howe,  that  Shakespeare  lent  a  helping  hand  to 
honest  Ben,  and  on  an  occasion  that  does  equal  credit  to 
them  both.  "  His  acquaintance,"  says  he,  "  with  Ben  Jon- 
son  began  with  a  remarkable  piece  of  humanity  and  good- 
nature. Mr.  Jonson,  who  was  at  that  time  altogether  un- 
known to  the  world,  had  offered  one  of  his  plays  to  the 
players,  in  order  to  have  it  acted;  and  the  persons  into 
whose  hands  it  was  put,  after  having  turned  it  carelessly  and 
superciliously  over,  were  just  upon  returning  it  to  him,  with 
an  ill-natured  answer  that  it  would  be  of  no  service  to  their 
company;  when  Shakespeare  luckily  cast  his  eye  upon  it, 
and  found  something  so  well  in  it,  as  to  engage  him  first  to 
read  it  through,  and  afterwards  to  recommend  Mr.  Jonson 
and  his  writings  to  the  public." 

Gifford,  to  whom  we  owe  a  clear  vindication  of  Jonson 
from  the  reproach  of  malignity  towards  our  Poet,  undertook 
to  impugn  Rowe's  account  in  this  particular.  He  found  in 
Henslowe's  Diary  that  a  piece  there  called  "  Umers "  was 
acted  eleven  times  by  the  Lord  Admiral's  players  at  the  Rose 
in  1597 ;  and  he  supposed  this  "  Umers "  to  have  been 
Every  Man  in  his  Humour,  which  was  Jonson's  earliest  play, 
and  was  first  performed  by  the  Lord  Chamberlain's  company 
in  1598,  Shakespeare  himself  being  one  of  the  principal  act- 
ors in  it.  Mr.  Collier,  on  the  other  hand,  has  fully  justified 
Rowe's  statement  from  Gifford's  attack.  The  argument  may 
be  comprised  in  a  nutshell.  In  1616,  Jonson  put  forth  an 
authorised  edition  of  his  works,  and  on  the  title-page  states 
that  Every  Man  in  his  Humour  was  "  acted  in  the  year  1598 
by  the  then  Lord  Chamberlain's  servants ; "  and  at  the  end 
of  the  play  adds,  —  "  This  comedy  was  first  acted  in  the  year 
1598."  This  is  pretty  good  evidence  as  to  when  and  by 
whom  the  play  was  first  acted.  Moreover,  Henslowe's  ac- 
counts show  no  pecuniary  transactions  with  Jonson  before 
August,  1598.  Now,  Jonson  was  in  very  needy  circum- 
stances, and  Henslowe  was  very  exact  in  all  entries  relating 
to  money.  If,  then,  the  play  had  been  used  so  much  undei 


CXV1  THE    LIFE    OF     SHAKESPEARE. 

Henslowe's  management  in  1597,  it  is  not  at  all  likely,  eithei 
that  Jonson  would  have  waited  so  long  for  what  he  had 
earned,  or  that  any  payments  made  to  him  would  not  have 
appeared  in  the  manager's  books.  Finally,  in  1598,  Jonson 
had  a  quarrel  with  one  of  Henslowe's  leading  actors  named 
Gabriel  Spencer :  they  met,  fought,  and  Spencer  was  killed. 
In  a  letter  written  by  Henslowe  to  Alleyn,  on  the  26th  of 
September,  that  year,  the  event  is  thus  spoken  of:  "  Since 
you  were  with  me,  I  have  lost  one  of  my  company,  which 
hurteth  me  greatly  ;  that  is  Gabriel,  for  he  is  slain  in  Hox- 
ton  Fields  by  the  hands  of  Benjamin  Jonson,  Bricklayer." 
Alleyn  was  the  Burbage  of  that  company;  and  if  Jonson 
had  been  as  well  known  among  them  as,  by  Gilford's  ac- 
count, he  must  have  been,  it  is  scarce  credible  that  Hens- 
lowe would  have  spoken  of  him  to  Alleyn  in  that  manner.1 

1  Edward  Alleyn  appears  to  have  outstripped  all  the  other 
players  of  his  time  in  "putting  money  in  his  purse."  In  1604, 
he  purchased  the  manor  of  Kenuinglon  for  £1065,  and,  the  next 
year,  that  of  Lewisham  and  Dulwich  for  £5000,  £2000  being  paid 
down,  and  the  rest  left  upon  mortgage.  All  this  would  be  nearly 
equal  to  $150,000  in  our  day !  Alleyn  was  the  leading  actor  at 
the  Rose  theatre  on  the  Bankside,  near  the  Globe,  till  1600,  in 
which  year  the  company  removed  to  a  new  house  called  the  For- 
tune, in  a  different  part  of  the  cily.  Collier  conjectures  that  thi.« 
removal  was  partly  occasioned  by  their  inability  to  stand  the  com- 
petition of  their  rivals  of  the  Globe.  It  seems  to  have  been  mainly 
at  the  Fortune  that  Alleyn  made  his  fortune.  His  repute  as  an 
actor  is  indicated  by  some  lines  probably  written  about  this  time, 
which  we  subjoin,  merely  adding  that  "Will's  new  play"  war 
doubtless  Shakespeare's,  and  "  Rosciu's  Richard,"  Burbage  : 

"  Sweele  Nedde,  nowe  wynne  an  other  wager 
For  thine  old  Frend  and  fellow-stager. 
Tarlton  himselfe  thou  doest  excell, 
And  Bentley  beate,  and  conquer  Knell, 
And  now  shall  Kempe  orecome  as  well. 
The  moneyes  downe,  the  place  the  Hope; 
Pbillippes  shall  hide  his  head,  and  Pope. 
Fear  not,  the  victorie  is  thine; 
Thou  still  as  macheles  Ned  shall  shyne : 
If  Roscius  Richard  foames  and  fames, 
The  Globe  shall  have  but  emptie  roomes, 


THE    LIFE    OF     SHAKESPEARE.  CXVII 

All  wliich  may  be  regarded,  perhaps,  as  putting  Howe's 
statement  out  of  danger.  And  his  point  has  the  further 
support,  which  he  probably  did  not  know  of,  that  Jonson's 
earliest  known  play  was,  if  Jonson's  own  testimony  may  be 
taken  in  the  matter,  first  acted  in  1598,  and  by  "  the  then 
Lord  Chamberlain's  servants."  How  nobly  the  Poet's  gen- 
tle and  judicious  act  of  kindness  was  remembered,  is  shown 
by  Jonson's  superb  verses  "To  the  Memory  of  my  beloved, 
the  Author,  Mr.  William  Shakespeare,  and  what  he  hath 
left  us,"  prefixed  to  the  folio  of  1623 ;  enough  of  them- 
selves to  confer  an  immortality  both  on  the  writer  and  the 
subject  of  them. 

We  shall  hardly  have  a  fitter  place  for  introducing  another 
passage  from  Jonson,  which  must  not  be  omitted.  It  is  from 
his  Discoveries,  written  in  1640 :  "  I  remember,  the  players 
have  often  mentioned  it  as  an  honour  to  Shakespeare,  that 
in  his  writing,  whatsoever  he  penn'd,  he  never  blotted  out  a 
line.  My  answer  hath  been,  Would  he  had  blotted  a  thou- 
sand !  which  they  thought  a  malevolent  speech.  I  had  not 
told  posterity  this,  but  for  their  ignorance,  who  choose  that 
circumstance  to  commend  their  friend  by,  wherein  he  most 
faulted ;  and  to  justify  mine  own  candour,  for  I  loVd  the 
man,  and  do  honour  his  memory,  on  this  side  idolatry,  as 
much  as  any.  He  was  indeed  honest,  and  of  an  open  and 
free  nature ;  had  an  excellent  phantasy,  brave  notions,  and 
gentle  expressions  ;  wherein  he  flow'd  with  that  facility,  that 
sometime  it  was  necessary  he  should  be  stopp'd  :  Siifflami- 
nandus  erat,  as  Augustus  said  of  Haterius.  His  wit  was  in 
Ids  own  power ;  would  the  rule  of  it  had  been  so  too.  Many 
times  he  fell  into  those  things,  could  not  escape  laughter , 


If  thou  doest  act ;  and  Willes  newe  playe 
Shall  be  rehearst  some  other  daye. 
Consent,  then,  Nedde  ;  do  us  this  grace: 
Thou  canst  not  faile  in  anie  case ; 
For  in  the  triall,  come  what  maye, 
411  sides  shall  brave  Ned  Allin  saye." 


CXVlll  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

as  when  he  said  in  the  person  of  Cffisar,  one  speaking  to 
him,  '  Csesar,  tliou  dost  me  wrong ; '  he  replied,  '  Caesar  did 
never  wrong  but  with  just  cause  : '  and  such  like,  which  were 
ridiculous.9  But  he  redeemed  his  vices  with  his  virtues. 
There  was  ever  more  in  him  to  be  praised  than  to  be  par- 
doned." 

We  have  already  seen  something  of  the  .position  which, 
before  1598,  Shakespeare  had  attained  among  the  Strat/- 
fordians,  in  respect  of  money  matters.  It  seems  that  Rich- 
ard Quiney,  whose  son  Thomas  afterwards  married  the  Poet's 
youngest  daughter,  was  in  London  a  good  deal  that  year  on 
business,  for  himself  and  others.  Mr.  Halliwell  prints,  for 
the  first  time,  a  letter  directed  thus :  "  To  my  loving  son, 
Richard  Quiney,  at  the  Bell  in  Carter-lane,  deliver  these,  in 
London."  The  following  is  a  part  of  the  contents :  "  If  you 
bargain  with  Wm.  Sha.,  or  receive  money  there,  or  bring 
your  money  home,  you  may.  I  see  how  knit  stockings  be 
sold ;  there  is  great  buying  of  them  at  Ayshone.  Edward 
Wheat  and  Harry,  your  brother's  man,  were  both  at  Eves- 
flam  this  day  se'nnight,  and,  as  I  heard,  bestowed  £20  there 
in  knit  hose :  wherefore,  I  think,  you  may  do  good,  if  you 
can  have  money."  This  letter  is  without  any  date,  but  it 
evidently  connects  with  another  written  to  Shakespeare,  as 
follows : 

"  Loving  countryman :  I  am  bold  of  you,  as  of  a  friend, 
craving  your  help  with  £30,  upon  Mr.  Bushell's  and  my 

*  For  an  explanation  of  this  matter,  see  Julius  Caesar,  Act  iii. 
sc.  1,  note  5.  —  One  of  the  main  points  in  this  extract  is  supported 
by  the  editorial  address  of  Heminge  and  Condell,  prefixed  to  the 
folio  of  1623 :  "  The  Author,  as  he  was  a  happy  imitator  of  Na- 
ture, was  a  most  gentle  expresser  of  it.  His  mind  and  band  went 
together ;  and  what  he  thought,  he  uttered  with  that  easiness,  that 
we  have  scarce  received  from  him  a  blot  in  his  papers."  Jon  son 
might  well  regret  that  the  Poet  did  not  blot  a  good  deal  more. 
Still  we  do  not  believe  his  writing  was  by  any  means  so  extempo- 
laneous  as  many  have  supposed.  Several  of  his  plays  are  known 
to  have  been  rewritten  ;  and  it  is  no.  known  how  many  of  them 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  CXrX 

security,  or  Mr.  Mytten's  with  me.  Mr.  Roswell  is  not 
come  to  London  as  yet,  and  I  have  especial  cause.  You 
shall  friend  me  much  in  helping  me  out  of  all  the  debts  1 
owe  in  London,  I  thank  God ;  and  much  quiet  my  mind, 
which  would  not  be  indebted.  I  am  now  towards  the  Court, 
in  hope  of  answer  for  the  despatch  of  my  business.  You 
shall  neither  lose  credit  nor  money  by  me,  the  Lord  willing  : 
and  now  but  persuade  yourself  so,  as  I  hope,  and  you  shall 
not  need  to  fear,  but,  with  all  hearty  thankfulness,  I  will 
hold  my  time,  and  content  your  friend ;  and,  if  we  bargain 
further,  you  stall  be  the  pay-master  yourself.  My  time  bids 
me  hasten  to  an  id,  and  so  I  commit  this  to  your  care,  and 
hope  of  your  help.  I  fear  I  shall  not  be  back  this  night 
from  the  Court.  Haste :  The  Lord  be  with  you,  and  with 
us  all,  Amen ! 

"  From  the  Bell,  in  Carter-lane,  the  25th  October,  1598. 
"  Yours  in  all  kindness, 

"Ric.  QUINSY." 
'  f  o  my  loving  good  Friend  and 
Countryman,  Mr.  Wm.  Shake- 
speare, deliver  these." 

Not  a  single  private  letter  written  by  Shakespeare  nas 
ever  been  found,  and  this  is  the  only  one  written  to  him,  that 
has  come  to  light.  Quiney's  application  for  money  seems 
to  have  met  with  a  favourable  response ;  for  on  the  same 
day  he  wrote  to  Abraham  Sturley,  the  Stratford  alderman, 
whom  we  have  already  heard  of;  and  on  the  4th  of  Novem- 
ber Sturley  wrote  him  a  lengthy  reply,  with  a  direction  run- 
ning thus :  "  To  my  most  loving  brother,  Mr.  Richard  Quiney, 
at  the  Bell  in  Carter-lane,  at  London,  give  these."  In  this 
reply  we  have  the  following :  "  Your  letter  of  the  25th  of  Oc- 
tot/er  came  to  my  hands  the  last  of  the  same  at  night,  per 
Greenway ;  which  imported  a  stay  of  suits  by  Sir  Edward 
Greville's  advice  ;  .  .  .  and  that  our  countryman,  Mr. 
Wm.  Shak.,  would  procure  u»  money,  which  I  will  like  of, 
as  I  shall  hear  when,  and  where,  and  how ;  and  I  pray,  If 


CXX  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESVF.ARE. 

not  go  that  occasion,  if  it  may  sort  to  any  indifferent  con- 
ditions." 

The  good  people  of  Stratford,  it  seems,  were  at  that  time 
unusually  distressed,  not  only  by  reason  of  the  dearth  and 
scarceness  already  mentioned,  but  also  because  of  some  re- 
cent fires  in  the  town.  Besides  these,  there  were  yet  other 
troubles:  Sturley  in  one  of  his  letters  to  Quiney  informs 
him,  "  Our  great  bell  is  broken,  and  Wm.  Wiatt  is  mend- 
ing the  pavement  of  the  bridge."  Quiney's  business  "  to- 
wards the  Court "  is  explained  in  another  part  of  the  same 
letter :  "  There  might,  by  Sir  Edward  Greville,  some  means 
be  made  to  the  Knights  of  Parliament  for  an  ease  and  dis- 
charge of  such  taxes  and  subsidies  wherewith  our  town  is 
like  to  be  charged,  and,  I  assure  you  I  am  in  great  fear  and 
doubt,  by  no  means  able  to  pay.  Sir  Edward  Greville  is 
gone  to  Bristol,  and  from  thence  to  London,  as  I  hear ; 
who  very  well  knoweth  our  estates,  and  will  be  willing  to  do 
us  any  good."  In  their  straits,  they  evidently  thought  it  no 
small  advantage  to  have  a  thriving  countryman  in  London, 
whose  recent  doings  were  proof  that  he  had  not  forgotten 
Stratford. 

These  notices,  slight  as  they  are,  enable  us  to  form  some 
tolerable  conjecture  as  to  how  the  Poet  was  getting  on  at 
the  age  of  thirty-four.  Such  details  of  money  transactions 
may  not  seem  very  interesting  in  a  Life  of  the  greatest  of 
poets  ;  but  we  have  clear  evidence  that  he  took  a  lively  in- 
terest in  them,  and  was  a  good  hand  at  managing  them. 
He  hal  learned  by  experience,  no  doubt,  that  "  money  is  a 
good  soldier,  and  wiU  on ; "  and  that,  "  if  money  go  before, 
all  ways  do  lie  open."  And  the  thing  carries  this  good,  if 
no  other,  that  it  tells  us  a  man  may  be  something  of  a  poet 
without  being  either  above  or  below  the  common  affairs  of 
life.  Shakespeare  was  doubtless  apt  enough  for  any  occa 
sion  whereby  an  honest  penny  might  be  turned :  the  cham- 
berlain's accounts  for  this  year  show  an  entry  of  lOd.  "  paid 
to  Mr.  Shakespeare  for  one  load  of  stone ; "  used,  perhaps 


THE    L.1KE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  CXX1 

by  Mr.  Wiatt  in  "  mending  the  pavement  of  the  bridge. 
And  he  appears  to  have  been  driving  his  pecuniary  interests 
in  other  quarters  h/therto  not  heard  of.  Mr.  Hunter  lately 
discovered  at  Carlton  Ride  a  subsidy  roll  of  1598,  in  which 
the  Poet  was  assessed  on  property  of  the  value  of  £5  13s 
4d.,  in  the  parish  of  St.  Helen's,  Bishopsgate.  Mr.  Hunter 
infers  from  it  that  he  then  lived  in  that  part  of  the  metrop- 
olis ;  but  his  name  has  affid.  written  against  it,  which  Mr. 
Halliwell  thinks  may  have  been  intended  to  mark  him  as 
one  who  was  required  to  produce  a  certificate  or  affidavit  of 
non-residence. 

That  we  may  not  have  to  recur  too  often  to  the  rather  un- 
poetical  subject  of  money,  it  may  be  well  now  to  follow  out 
the  Poet's  dealings  in  that  line  till  some  years  later.  On 
the  1st  of  May,  1602,  was  executed  a  deed  of  conveyance, 
whereby  he  became  the  owner  of  a  hundred  and  seven  acres 
of  arable  land  in  the  town  of  Old  Stratford,  bought  of  Wil- 
liam and  John  Combe,  for  the  sum  of  £320.  Besides  the 
land  itself,  there  was  also  a  right  of  "  common  of  pasture 
for  sheep,  horse,  kine,  and  other  cattle,  in  the  fields  of  Old 
Stratford,"  attached  to  it.  The  Poet  was  not  in  Stratford 
at  the  time,  as  appears  by  the  lack  of  his  signature,  and  by 
the  memorandum  on  the  deed,  —  "  Sealed  and  delivered  to 
Gilbert  Shakespeare,  to  the  use  of  the  within-named  William 
Shakespeare,  in  the  presence  of"  five  witnesses,  whose  names 
are  subscribed.  Which  shows  that  the  business  was  trans- 
acted by  Gilbert  for  his  brother  William.  It  also  ieaas  us 
naturally  to  the  presumption  that  the  Poet's  Stratford  affairs 
generally  were  left  in  the  care  of  his  brother,  when  himself 
was  in  London.  On  the  28th  of  September,  the  same  year, 
ne  became  the  owner  of  a  copyhold  house  in  Walker-street, 
near  New  Place,  surrendered  to  him  by  Walter  Getley. 
This  property  was  held  under  the  manor  of  Rowington  :  the 
surrender  took  place  at  a  court-baron  of  the  manor ;  and  it 
appears  from  the  Court  Roll,  that  the  Poet  was  not  present 
at  the  time,  there  being  a  proviso  that  the  property  should 


CXXli  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

remain  in  the  hands  of  the  Lady  of  the  manor  till  the  pur- 
chaser had  done  suit  and  service  in  the  court.  In  November 
following,  he  made  another  purchase  of  Hercules  Underbill 
for  £60.  The  original  fine  levied  on  the  occasion  is  pre- 
served in  the  Chapter  House,  Westminster,  and  describes 
the  property  as  consisting  of  "  one  messuage,  two  barns,  two 
gardens,  and  two  orchards,  with  their  appurtenances,  in 
Stratford-upon-Avon." 

The  next  purchase  by  him,  that  has  come  to  light,  was 
made  three  years  later.  It  appears  from  the  letter  of  Stur- 
ey,  quoted  near  the  close  of  our  preceding  Chapter,  that  in 
1598  it  was  thought  "  a  very  fit  pattern  to  move  him  to  deal 
in  the  matter  of  our  tithes."  This  was  a  matter  wherein  very 
much  depended  on  good  management ;  and,  as  the  town  had 
a  yearly  rent  from  the  tithes,  it  was  for  the  public  interest  to 
have  them  well  managed ;  and  the  moving  of  Shakespeare 
to  deal  in  the  matter  sprang  most  likely  from  confidence  in 
his  practical  judgment  and  skill.  The  great  tithes  of  "  corn, 
grain,  blade,  and  hay,"  and  also  the  small  tithes  of  "  wool, 
lamb,  hemp,  flax,  and  other  small  and  privy  tithes,"  in  Stratr 
ford,  Old  Stratford,  Welcombe,  and  Bishopton,  had  been 
leased  as  far  back  as  1544  for  the  term  of  ninety-two  years : 
consequently,  in  1605,  the  lease  had  thirty-one  years  yet  to 
run.  On  the  24th  of  July,  that  year,  this  unexpired  term 
of  the  lease  was  bought  in  by  Shakespeare  for  the  sum  of 
£440.  In  the  indenture  of  conveyance,  he  is  styled  "  Wil- 
liam Shakespeare,  of  Stratford-upon-Avon,  gentleman."  A 
receipt  contained  in  the  deed  shows  that  the  purchase-money 
was  all  paid  before  t\te  deed  was  executed.  The  vendor  was 
Ralph  Huband,  Esquire,  of  Ippesley.  Both  the  indenture 
and  the  "  bond  from  John  Huband  to  William  Shakespeare 
for  the  due  performance  of  contract "  are  printed  at  length 
in  Harwell's  Life. 

One  more  item  will  dispose  of  money  matters  for  the 
present.  One  Philip  Rogers,  it  seems,  had  at  several  timei 
boujfht  malt  of  Shakespeare,  to  the  amount  of  £1  15s.  10(1 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  CXXIII 

In  1604,  the  Poet,  not  being  able  to  get  payment,  filed  in 
the  Stratford  Court  of  Record  a  declaration  of  suit  against 
h  im  ;  which  probably  had  the  desired  effect,  as  nothing  more 
is  heard  of  the  matter.  This  item  is  of  peculiar  interest,  as 
it  shows  him  engaged  in  other  pursuits  than  those  relating 
to  the  stage. 

We  have  purposely  deferred  till  now  any  mention  of  tha 
^rant  of  arms  to  John  Shakespeare,  because  there  can  be  no 
Joubt  that  the  whole  thing  originated  with  his  son  William, 
The  matter  is  involved  in  a  good  deal  of  perplexity  and  con- 
fusion ?  the  claims  of  the  son  being  confounded  with  those 
of  the  father,  in  order,  apparently,  that  out  of  the  two  to- 
gether might  be  made  a  good  or  at  least  a  plausible  case. 
Our  Poet,  the  son  of  a  glover,  or  of  a  yeoman,  had  evident- 
ly set  his  heart  on  being  heralded  into  a  gentleman ;  and,  as 
his  profession  of  actor  stood  in  the  way  of  his  purpose,  the 
application  was  made  in  his  father's  name.  Nor  can  we 
avoid  suspecting  that  the  statement  of  "  plain  speaking  Har- 
rison," written  some  years  before  the  time  we  are  now  upon, 
may  be  applied  to  this  case :  "  Whosoever  studieth  the  laws 
of  the  realm,  whoso  abideth  in  the  University  giving  his 
mind  to  his  book,  or  professeth  physic  and  the  liberal  sci- 
ences, or,  besides  his  service  in  the  room  of  a  captain  in  the 
wars,  or  good  counsel  given  at  home,  whereby  his  common- 
wealth is  benefited,  can  live  without  manual  labour,  and 
thereto  is  able  and  will  bear  tne  port,  charge,  and  counte- 
nance of  a  gentleman  He  shall  for  money  have  a  coat  and 
arms  bestowed  upon  him  by  heralds,  (who  in  the  charter  of 
(he  same  do  of  custom  pretend  antiquity  and  service,  and 
many  gay  things,)  and  thereunto,  being  made  so  good  cheap, 
be  called  master,  which  is  the  title  that  men  give  to  esquires 
and  gentlemen,  and  reputed  for  a  gentleman  ever  after." 

The  Heralds'  College  shows  a  draft  of  arms  granted  and 
c  :>nfirmed  to  John  Shakespeare  by  Sir  William  Dethick,  in 
1596.  In  this  draft  Sir  William  justifies  the  grant  on  the 
ground  of  his  having  been  "  sc  licited,  and  by  credible  report 


CXXIV  THK    LIFE    OF    SH  A.KKSPEAUK. 

informed,  that  John  Shakespeare's  parents  and  late  ante- 
cessors  were  for  their  valiant  and  faithful  service  advanced 
and  rewarded  by  that  most  prudent  prince,  King  Henry  VTL, 
since  which  time  they  have  continued  at  those  parts  in  good 
reputation  and  credit ;  and  that  the  said  John  had  married 
Mary,  daughter  and  one  of  the  heirs  of  Robert  Arden,  of 
Wilmecote,  gentleman."  Mary  Arden's  ancestors  were  in- 
deed advanced  and  rewarded  by  Henry  VTI, ;  but  the  records 
of  that  reign  have  been  searched  in  vain  for  any  traco  of 
advancement  or  reward  to  any  person  named  Shakespeare. 
There  can  be  little  question,  therefore,  that  what  was  true 
of  the  Poet  through  his  mother,  was  here,  by  accident  or 
design,  ascribed  to  his  father.  At  the  bottom  of  the  draft 
are  written  several  memoranda,  as  follows :  "  This  John  hath 
a  pattern  thereof  under  Clarencieux  Cook's  hand  in  paper, 
twenty  years  past.  — A  justice  of  peace,  and  was  bailiff, 
officer,  and  chief  of  the  town  of  Stratford-upon-Avon,  fif- 
teen or  sixteen  years  past.  —  That  he  hath  lands  and  tene- 
ments of  good  wealth  and  substance,  £500.  —  That  he 
married  a  daughter  and  heir  of  Arden,  a  gentleman  of  wor- 
ship." 

It  appears  that  Dethick  was  afterwards  called  to  account 
for  having  made  improper  grants  of  arms,  and  Shakespeare 
was  one  of  the  cases  alleged  against  him ;  and  the  prob- 
ability is,  that  these  memoranda  were  added  at  that  time,  for 
the  purpose  of  clearing  up  the  case.  At  all  events,  his  state- 
ment s  were  good  for  that  end,  but  they  were  not  true.  Rob- 
ert Cooke,  Clarencieux  King  at  Arms,  was  in  office  from  1566 
to  1592,  and  the  records  of  that  period  contain  no  mention 
of  any  such  draft  of  arms.  Moreover,  John  Shakespeare 
wad  not  a  justice  of  peace  by  commission,  as  Dethick  implies, 
but  only  so  ex  officio,  as  bailiff  and  head  alderman  of  Strat- 
ford. Nor  was  he  worth  £500,  though  his  son  probably 
was.3 

1  I  have  seen  a  long  and  curious  statement  of  th»  complaint] 
made  against  Dethick  for  granting  arms  improperly  "  He  com 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  CXX» 

A  confirmation  of  arms,  it  seems,  was  not  final ;  one  more 
step,  called  an  exemplification  of  arms,  was  necessary  before 
the  grantee  became  a  full-blown  gentleman.  John  Shake- 
speare, as  appears  from  a  deed  quoted  in  Chapter  L,  note 
23,  was  described  as  "  yeoman  "  in  1597.  We  subjoin  th*- 
greater  part  of  an  instrument  whereby  he  fully  graduateo 
out  of  the  yeomanry  state : 

"DRAFT  OF   A   GRANT   OF   ARMS   TO    JOHN    SHAKESPEARE, 
1599. 

"  To  all  and  singular  noble  and  gentlemen  of  all  estates 
and  degrees  bearing  arms,  to  whom  these  presents  shall 
come,  William  Dethick,  Garter,  Principal  King  of  Arms  of 
England,  and  William  Camden,  alias  Clarencieux  King  of 
Anns  for  the  south-east  and  west  parts  of  this  realm,  send- 
eth  greetings. 

"  Know  ye,  that  in  all  nations  and  kingdoms  the  record 
and  remembrances  of  the  valiant  facts  and  virtuous  dispo- 
sitions of  worthy  men  have  been  made  known  and  divulged 
by  certain  shields  of  arms  and  tokens  of  chivalry  ;  the  grant 
and  testimony  whereof  appertaineth  unto  us  by  virtue  of  our 
offices  from  the  Queen's  most  excellent  Majesty,  and  her 
Highness'  most  noble  and  victorious  progenitors.  Where- 
fore, being  solicited,  and  by  credible  report  informed,  that 
John  Shakespeare,  now  of  Stratford-upon-Avon  in  the  coun- 
ty of  Warwick,  gent.,  whose  parent,  great  grandfather,  and 
late  antecessor,  for  his  faithful  and  approved  service  to  the 

mitted  very  many  and  grosse  abuses,  as,  namely,  the  giveing  of 
Brines,  yea,  and  of  some  of  the  nobilitie,  to  base  and  ignoble  per- 
jons  ;  as  Yorcke  Heraulde  hath  at  large  sett  downe  in  a  hooko 
delivered  to  the  King's  majesty.  He  falsefyed  pedegrees  alsoe, 
as  that  of  Harbourne  being  of  xii.  descents,  wherein  he  made  vi. 
knights  which  God  nor  man  never  knewe ;  nor  the  name  himselfe, 
when  hee  was  called  before  the  commissioners,  could  justify  no 
further  then  his  grandfather,  who  was  reputed  to  be  an  honest  man, 
but  of  mean  fortune."  —  Ashm.olean  MSS.  It  is  quite  apparent 
from  this  that  statements  iir  Delhick's  grants  arc  not  historical  evi- 
dence of  any  worth.  —  HAM  i WELL. 


CXXVI  THE    LIFE    OF     SHAKESPEARE. 

late  most  prudent  prince,  King  Henry  VII.,  of  famous  mem- 
ory, was  advanced  and  rewarded  with  lands  and  tenements 
given  to  him  in  those  parts  of  Warwickshire,  where  they 
have  continued  by  some  descents  in  good  reputation  and 
credit ;  and  for  that  the  said  John  Shakespeare  having  mar- 
ried the  daughter  and  one  of  the  heirs  of  Robert  Arden,  of 
Wilmecote  in  the  said  county,  and  also  produced  this  his 
ancient  coat  of  arms,  heretofore  assigned  to  him  whilst  he 
was  her  Majesty's  officer,  and  bailiff  of  that  town;  in  con 
Bideration  of  the  premises,  and  for  the  encouragement  of  his 
posterity,  unto  whom  such  blazon  of  arms  and  achievements 
of  inheritance  from  their  said  mother,  by  the  ancient  custom 
and  laws  of  arms,  may  lawfully  descend ;  we  the  said  Garter 
and  Clarencieux  have  assigned,  granted,  and  confirmed,  and 
by  these  presents  have  exemplified  unto  the  said  John  Shake- 
speare and  to  his  posterity,  that  shield  and  coat  of  arms,  &c. 
In  witness  and  testimony  whereof  we  have  subscribed  our 
names,  and  fastened  the  seals  of  our  offices.  Given  at  the 
Office  of  Arms,  London,  the day  of in  the  forty- 
second  year  of  the  reign  of  our  most  gracious  sovereign  Lady 
Elizabeth,  &c.,  1599." 

Shakespeare  had  now  grown  so  strong  in  popular  favour 
as  to  have  the  offspring  of  other  men's  brains  fathered  upon 
him.  We  refer  to  The  Passionate  Pilgrim,  which  was  pub- 
lished as  his  by  W.  Jaggard  in  1599.  It  is  evident  enough 
that  the  publisher,  having  got  hold  of  a  few  of  the  Poet's 
Sonnets,  as  these  were  floating  about  "  among  his  private 
friends,"  and  having  extracted  two  or  three  more  from  one 
of  his  printed  plays,  bundled  them  up  with  some  work  of 
other  writers,  and  set  the  whole  forth  as  Shakespeare's.  In 
1612,  he  issued  a  third  edition  of  the  same,  adding  two 
pieces  from  a  volume  published  by  Thomas  Heywood  in 
1609.  In  1612,  Heywood  pubb'shed  his  Apology  for  Actors, 
with  an  epistle  to  his  publisher  prefixed,  in  which,  after  re- 
ferring to  his  former  volume,  he  has  the  following :  "  Here, 
likewise,  I  must  necessarily  insert  a  manifest  injury  done  me 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  CXXVJi 

in  that  work,  by  taking  the  two  Epistles  of  Paris  to  Helen, 
and  Helen  to  Paris,  and  printing  them  in  a  less  volume,  un- 
der the  name  of  another ;  which  may  put  the  world  in  opin- 
ion I  might  steal  them  from  him,  and  he,  to  do  himself  right, 
hath  since  published  them  in  his  own  name.  But  as  I  must 
acknowledge  my  lines  not  worthy  his  patronage,  under  whom 
he  hath  published  them,  so  the  author  I  know  much  offend- 
«d  with  Mr.  Jaggard  that,  altogether  unknown  to  him,  pre- 
sumed to  make  so  bold  with  bis  name." 

A  similar  trick  was  played  upon  the  Poet  in  1600,  in  an 
edition  of  the  Life  of  Sir  John  Oldcastle.  But  the  publisher, 
in  this  case,  seems  to  have  been  overhauled  in  season,  and 
forced  to  cancel  Shakespeare's  name,  as  several  copies  of  the 
edition  are  known  to  be  without  it.  The  same  year,  1600, 
five  more  of  his  plays  came  from  the  press.  These  were  A 
Midsummer-Night's  Dream,  The  Merchant  of  Venice,  Much 
Ado  about  Nothing,  The  Second  Part  of  King  Henry  IV., 
and  King  Hemy  V.  It  appears,  also,  that  As  You  Like  It 
was  then  written ;  for  it  was  entered  at  the  Stationers'  for 
publication,  but  locked  up  from  the  press  under  a  "  stay.'; 
It  is  probable  that  The  Merry  Wives  of  Windsor  was  also 
then  in  being,  though  no  edition  of  it  came  out  till  1602. 
This,  as  well  as  the  edition  of  King  Henry  V.,  two  years  be- 
fore, was  very  imperfect,  and  manifestly  fraudulent,  as  may 
be  seen  from  our  Introductions.  The  same  is  true  of  tin; 
first  edition  of  Hamlet,  which  appeared  in  1603 ;  but  an- 
other issue,  made  the  next  year,  in  which  the  play  was  given 
u  enlarged  to  almost  as  much  again  as  it  was,"  shows  no 
signs  of  being  from  a  "  stolen  and  surreptitious  copy."  Mr. 
Collier  thinks  that  all  the  issues  we  have  thus  far  mentioned 
were  compassed  by  stealth  and  fraud.  We  can  perceive  no 
Mifficient  warrant  for  this ;  but  it  seems  pretty  clear  that  at 
least  after  1600,  with  perhaps  the  single  exception  of  Ham- 
let, the  company  did  their  best  to  keep  Shakespeare's  plays 
from  getting  into  print. 

A  recent  discovery  has  ascertained  that  Twelfth  Night  was 


i-.XXVlil  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

played  at  the  Readers'  Feast  in  the  Middle  Temple,  on  the 
2d  of  February,  1602.  Among  the  spectators  was  one  John 
Manningham,  a  barrister,  who  left  a  Diary  containing  some 
notes  of  the  performance.  The  passage  is  given  in  our  In- 
troduction to  the  play,  and  so  need  not  be  quoted  here.  The 
Diary  was  stowed  away  among  other  manuscripts  in  the  Brit- 
ish Museum,  where  Mr.  Collier  unearthed  it  in  1828. *  To 
the  same  indefatigable  hand  we  owe  the  discovery  that  Othel- 
lo was  performed  as  a  part  of  the  entertainment  given  by 
Lord  Keeper  Egerton  to  the  Queen  at  Harefield  in  the  sum- 
mer of  1602.  This  appears  by  an  entry  of  £10  paid  "to 
Burbage's  players  for  Othello  "  on  the  6th  of  August,  that 
year.  Of  course  they  were  here  styled  Burbage's  players, 
because  Burbage  was  regarded  as  the  leading  actor  among 
them ;  and  it  is  known  from  other  sources  that  this  great 
stage-artist  sustained  the  part  of  the  Moor.4  Adding  the 

*  The  same  Diary  gives  the  following  anecdote  under  the  dnt«, 
of  March  13,  1602:  "  Upon  a  tyme,  when  Burbidge  played  Rici. 
3,  there  was  a  citizen  greue  soe  farr  in  liking  with  him,  that  before 
sbee  went  from  the  play,  shee  appointed  him  to  come  that  night 
unto  hir  by  the  name  of  Rich.  3.     Shakespeare,  overhearing1  their 
conclusion,  went  before,  was  intertained,  and  at  his  game  ere  Hnr- 
bidge  came.     Then,  message  being  brought  that  Rich,  the  3d  was 
at  the  dore,  Shakespeare  caused  returne  to  be  made,  that  William 
the  Conqueror  was  before  Rich,   the  3d.     Shakespeare's   name 
Willm.  —  Mr.  Towse.1'      It   is  very  remarkable  that,  before  the 
finding  of  this  Diary,  the  same  anecdote  was  current  as  a  tradition. 
There  is  some  question  who  was  Manningham's  authority  for  the 
story.     Mr.  Collier  says  the  name  of  Mr.  Towse  often  occurs  as 
the  writer's  source  of  information ;  but  in  this  the  name  is  blotted 
so  as  to  cause  some  uncertainty  whether  it  be  Towse  or  Tooly. 
The  point  is  of  some  consequence  as  regards  the  authenticity  of 
the  anecdote,  for  Nicholas  Tooley  was  an  actor  in  the  same  com- 
pany with  Burbage.     It  was  no  uncommon  thing  for  anecdotes  of 
other  persohg  to  be  applied  to  Shakespeare  ;  and  it  is  not  unlikely 
that  in  this  case  the  coincidence  of  names  may  have  suggested 
a  similar  application.     The  demands  of  historical  candour  must 
b«  our  excuse  for  noticing  the  matter  at  all. 

*  A  manuscript  Epitaph   on   Burbage,  who  died  in   1619,  has 
lately  come  to  light,  in  which  the  leading  parts  acted  by  him  ar« 


THE     LIFE    OF     SHAKESPE  MIL.  CXXLI 

six  jA.ays  vhich  we  now  hear  of  for  the  first  time,  or,  inc.ud- 
ing  Hamlet,  the  seven,  we  have  twenty-five,  written  before 
the  end  of  1602,  when  the  Poet  was  in  his  thirty-ninth  yeai. 
The  great  Queen  died  on  the  24th  of  March,  1603.  We 
Jave  abundant  proof  that  she  was,  both  by  her  presence  and 
her  purse,  a  frequent  and  steady  patron  of  the  Drama,  es- 
pecially as  its  interests  were  represented  in  the  Lord  Cham- 
berlain's Servants.  Everybody,  no  doubt,  has  heard  tl..? 
tradition  of  her  having  been  so  taken  with  Falstaff  in  King 
Henry  IV.,  that  she  requested  the  Poet  to  continue  the 
character  tlirough  another  plav,  and  to  represent  him  in 
love ;  whereupon  he  wrote  The  Merry  Wives  of  Windsor. 

enumerated.     The  following  extract  will  show  in  what  vein  of 
Shakespeare  he  worked  : 

«'  No  more  young  Hamlet,  though  but  scant  of  breath, 
Shall  cry,  Revenge!  for  his  dear  father's  death  ; 
Poor  Romeo  never  more  shall  tears  begei 
For  Juliet's  love,  and  cruel  Capulet : 
Harry  shall  not  be  seen  as  King  or  Prince; 

They  died  with  thee,  dear  Dick, 

Not  to  revive  again.     Jeronimo 

Shall  cease  to  mourn  his  son  Horatio : 

Edward  shall  lack  a  representative ; 

And  Crookback,  as  befits,  shall  cease  to  live  : 

Tyrant  Macbeth,  with  unwasb'd  bloody  hand, 

We  vainly  now  may  hope  to  understand  : 

Brutus  and  Marcius  henceforth  must  be  dumb  ; 

For  ne'er  thy  like  upon  our  stage  shall  come, 

To  charm  the  faculty  of  ears  and  eyes, 

Unless  we  could  command  the  dead  to  rise. 

Heart-broke  Philaster,  and  Amintas  too, 

Are  lost  forever,  with  the  red-hair'd  Jew 

Which  sought  the  bankrupt  Merchant's  pouiid  of  flesh, 

By  woman  lawyer  caught  in  his  own  mesh. 

And  his  whole  action  he  would  change  with  ease 

From  ancient  Lear  to  youthful  Pericles. 

But  let  me  not  forget  one  chiefest  part 

Wherein,  beyond  the  rest,  he  mov'd  the  heart; 

The  grieved  Moor,  made  jealous  by  a  slave, 

Who  sent  his  wife  to  fill  a  timeless  grave, 

Then  slew  himself  upon  the  bloody  bed. 

All  these   and  many  more,  with  him  are  dead." 


CXXX  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

Whatever  embellishments  may  have  been  added,  there  is 
nothing  incredible  in  the  substance  of  the  tradition ;  while 
the  approved  taste  and  judgment  of  this  female  king,  in 
matters  of  literature  and  art,  give,  we  think,  strong  warranty 
for  it.  However,  the  subject  is  argued  enough  in  our  Intro- 
duction to  the  plav ;  and  all  that  we  could  say  upon  it  now 
would  be  but  a  repetition  of  what  is  presented  there. 

Elizabeth  knew  how  to  unbend  in  the  noble  delectation*! 
of  art,  without  abating  her  dignity  as  queen,  or  forgetting 
ner  duty  as  the  mother  of  her  people.  Her  last  act  of  pat- 
ronage to  the  drama  is  shown  by  the  following  entry  in  the 
accounts  of  the  Treasurer  of  the  Chamber :  "  To  John  Hem 
inge  and  the  rest  of  his  company,  servants  to  the  Lord 
Chamberlain,  upon  the  Council's  warrant,  dated  at  Whitehall 
the  20th  of  April,  1603,  for  their  pains  and  expenses  in  pre- 
senting before  the  late  Queen's  Majesty  two  plays,  the  one 
upon  St.  Stephen's  day  at  night,  and  the  other  upon  Candle- 
mas day  at  night,  for  each  of  which  they  were  allowed,  by 
way  of  her  Majesty's  reward,  ten  pounds  ;  amounting  in  all 
to  £20."  St.  Stephen's  day  and  Candlemas  were  the  26th 
of  December  and  the  2d  of  February.  Before  the  latter 
date,  the  Queen  had  taken  Sir  Robert  Carey  by  the  hand, 
and  said  to  him,  "Robin,  I  am  not  well;"  and  she  was 
never  well  after  that,  till  she  died. 

If  the  patronage  of  King  James  fell  below  hers  in  wisdom, 
it  was  certainly  not  deficient  in  warmth.  The  Poet's  friend 
Southampton  was  among  those  who  had  been  most  favour- 
able to  his  succession ;  and  one  of  his  very  first  acts  was:  to 
deliver  that  accomplished  nobleman  from  the  harsh  durance 
in  which  the  Queen's  rigour  had  left  him.  Even  before  he 
left  Edinburgh,  James  invited  the  Earl,  then  a  prisoner  in 
the  Tower,  to  meet  his  friend  and  sovereign  at  York,  OE 
the  7th  of  May,  the  King  arrived  in  London,  which  was  then 
under  a  visitation  of  the  plague.  On  the  17th,  he  ordered 
out  a  warrant  from  the  Privy  Seal  for  the  issuing  of  a  patent 
uuder  the  Great  Seal,  whereby  the  Lord  Chamberlain's 


THE  LIFE  OK  SHAKESPEARE.      CXXXI 

players  were  taken  into  his  immediate  patronage  u.ider  the 
title  of  "The  King's  Servants."  The  main  part  of  the  in- 
strument is  as  follows : 

"To  all  justices,  mayors,  sheriffs,  constables,  head- 
boroughs,  and  other  our  officers  and  loving  subjects,  greet- 
ing :  Know  ye,  that  we,  of  our  special  grace,  certain  know! 
edge,  and  mere  motion,  have  licenced  and  authorized,  and 
by  these  patents  do  licence  and  authorize,  these  our  servants, 
Laurence  Fletcher,  William  Shakespeare,  Richard  Burbage, 
Augustine  Phillips,  John  Heminge,  Henry  Condell,  William 
Slye,  Robert  Armyn,  Richard  Cowley,  and  the  rest  of  their 
associates,  freely  to  use  and  exercise  the  art  and  faculty  of 
playing  comedies,  tragedies,  histories,  &c.,  and  such  other 
like,  as  they  have  already  studied,  or  hereafter  shall  use  or 
study,  as  well  for  the  recreation  of  our  loving  subjects,  as  for 
our  solace  and  pleasure,  when  we  shall  think  good  to  see 
them ;  and  the  said  comedies,  tragedies,  histories,  &c.,  to 
show  and  exercise  publicly  to  their  best  commodity,  when 
the  infection  of  the  plague  shall  decrease,  as  well  within 
their  now  usual  house  called  the  Globe,  as  also  within  any 
town-halls  or  other  convenient  places  within  the  liberties  and 
freedom  of  any  other  city,  university,  town,  or  borough  what- 
soever within  our  realms  and  dominions.  Willing  and  com- 
manding you,  and  every  of  you,  as  you  tender  our  pleasure, 
not  only  to  permit  and  suffer  them  herein,  without  any  your 
lets,  hindrances,  or  molestations,  but  to  be  aiding  and  assist- 
ing to  them,  if  any  wrong  be  to  them  offered ;  and  to  allow 
them  such  former  courtesies  as  hath  been  given  to  men  of 
their  place  and  quality:  and  also  what  further  favour  jou 
shall  show  to  these  our  servants  for  our  sake,  we  fhall  take 
kindly  at  your  hands." 

In  pursuance  of  tliis  order  a  patent  was  issued  under  the 
Great  Seal  two  days  after.  By  a  similar  instrument,  the 
Earl  of  Worcester's  players,  with  Thomas  Greene  at  their 
head,  and  Thomas  Heywood,  the  celebrated  dramatist,  among 
them,  became  "  servants  unto  our  dearest  wife  Queen  Anne/ 


CXXX1I  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

Also,  the  Lord  Admiral's  company,  at  the  head  of  whom  wa> 
Edward  Alleyn.  received  a  lik°  favour,  creating  them  servants 
to  the  Pnnce  of  Wales. 

It  is  of  more  consequence  to  observe,  that  here,  for  the 
first  time,  we  meet  with  Laurence  Fletcher,  and  him  at  the 
head  of  the  company.  And  this  brings  us  to  a  question  that 
has  been  a  good  deal  mooted,  pro  and  con,  namely,  whether 
Shakespeare  were  ever  in  Scotland.  It  is  pretty  well  estab- 
lished that  the  tragedy  of  Macbeth  evinces  such  an  acquaint 
ance  with  Scottish  scenes  and  events,  as  can  hardly  be  ac- 
counted for,  but  on  the  supposal  of  the  Poet's  having  been 
actually  there.  And  it  is  certain  that  James,  having  no 
drama  in  his  own  country,  began  his  patronage  of  English. 
players  some  years  before  he  succeeded  to  the  English 
crown.  Spottiswood,  in  his  History  of  the  Church  of  Scot- 
land, informs  us  taat  in  the  end  of  the  year  1599  there 
"  happened  some  new  jars  betwixt  the  King  and  the  minis- 
ters of  Edinburgh,  because  of  a  company  of  English  come- 
dians, whom  the  King  had  licenced  to  play  within  the  burgh." 
The  passage  is  given  more  at  length,  along  with  some  other 
ooints  of  the  argument,  in  our  Introduction  to  Macbeth.  In 
Scotland,  the  legal  year  at  that  time  ended  with  December, 
in  which  very  month,  as  appears  from  the  public  records, 
these  "  English  comedians "  experienced  the  royal  bounty 
to  the  extent  of  333Z.  6s.  8d.  But  the  players  then  in  Ed- 
inburgh could  not  have  been  Shakespeare's  company  nor  am 
part  of  it,  because  the  accounts  of  the  Treasurer  of  the  Ch am- 
ber show  that  the  Lord  Chamberlain's  servants  performed 
before  Queen  Elizabeth  on  the  26th  of  December,  1599. 

This  munificence  of  the  Scottish  King  would  naturally  in- 
duce other  English  comedians  to  follow  in  the  same  track. 
The  Treasurer's  books  just  referred  to  have  an  entry  of  pay- 
ment "  to  John  Heminge  and  Richard  Cowley,  servants  to 
the  Lord  Chamberlain,  for  three  plays  showed  before  her 
Highness  on  St.  Stephen's  day  at  night,  Twelfth  day  at  night, 
nnd  Shrove -Teusday  at  Tiight."  These  were  December  26th, 


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1600.  and  January  6th  and  March  3d,  1601.     From  that 
time  nothing  is  heard  of  this  company  in  London,  till  the 
performance  of  Twelfth  Night  at  the  Headers'  Feast  in  the 
Middle  Temple,  on  the  2d  of  February,  1602.     During  this 
very  period,  an  English  company,  with  Laurence  Fletcher 
at  their  head,  are  found  acting  in  Scotland.     In  December, 

1601,  the  King's  patronage  to  them  reached  the  sum  of  400J. 
While  there,  they  made  an  excursion  to  Aberdeen,  where 
the  registers  of  the  Town  Council  have  the  following  en- 
try, under  the  date  of  October  9th,  1601 :  "The  Provost, 
Baillies,  and  Council  ordain  the  sum  of  thirty-two  marks  to 
be  given  to  the  King's  servants  now  in  this  burgh,  who  play 
comedies  and  stage-plays ;  by  reason  they  are  recommended 
by  his  Majesty's  special  letter,  and  have  played  some  of  their 
comedies  in  this  burgh."    Thirteen  days  after,  on  the  22d, 
a  number  of  persons,  described  as  "  knights  and  gentlemen," 
received  the  highest  honour  the  corporation  of  Aberdeen 
could  bestow :  they  were  admitted  burgesses  of  the  Guild ; 
and  among  them  we  find  "  Laurence  Fletcher,  comedian  to 
his  Majesty." 

All  this,  to.be  sure,  does  not  prove  that  Shakespeare  him- 
self or  any  members  of  his  company  were  then  in  Scotland. 
But  it  is  somewhat  remarkable,  that  in  less  than  two  years 
after,  this  same  Laurence  Fletcher  is  named  first  in  the  com- 
pany, whom  the  King's  patent  recognises  as  "  our  servants." 
The  presumption  is  certainly  strong,  that  this  company  were 
the  "  King's  servants  "  who  had  been  "  recommended  by  his 
Majesty's  special  letter"  to  the  authorities  of  Aberdeen. 
And  Knight  justly  observes,  that  "  the  terms  of  this  paten* 
exhibit  towards  the  players  of  the  Globe  a  favour  and  coun- 
tenance, almost  an  affectionate  solicitude  for  their  welfare, 
which  is  scarcely  reconcileable  with  a  belief  that  they  first 
became  the  King's  players  by  virtue  of  this  instrument." 
We  will  dismiss  the  subject  with  a  short  quotation  from  a 
paper  "  On  the  Siie  of  Macbeth's  Castle  at  Ir^crness,"  read 
to  the  Scottish  Society  of  Antiquaries  by  John  Andersor, 


CXXXI?  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

Eaq.,  in  1828.  "The  extreme  accuracy,"  says  he,  "with 
which  Shakespeare  has  followed  the  minutiae  of  Macbeth's 
career  has  given  rise  to  the  opinion,  that  he  himself  visited 
those  scenes  which  are  immortalized  by  his  pen." 

The  event  proved  that  the  King's  patent  was  not  intended 
as  a  mere  barren  honour.  During  the  spring  and  summer 
after  his  accession,  playing  was  suspended  in  London,  and 
aiost  of  the  players  scattered  off  into  the  country,  by  reason 
of  the  plague ;  nor  was  it  till  the  9th  of  April  following  that 
the  city  authorities  received  from  the  Court  an  order  "  to 
permit  and  suffer  the  three  companies  of  players  to  the  King, 
the  Queen,  and  the  Prince,  publicly  to  exercise  their  plays 
in  their  several  usual  houses  for  that  purpose."  It  appeai-s, 
however,  that  Shakespeare  was  in  London  in  October,  1603 ; 
for  on  the  20th  of  that  month  the  wife  of  Edward  Alleyn 
wrote  to  her  husbai.d,  then  in  the  country,  of  her  having 
seen  him.  The  letter  is  in  some  places  defaced,  so  that  the 
words  cannot  be  made  out ;  but  a  part  of  it  has  been  given 
as  follows :  "  About  us  the  sickness  doth  cease,  and  likely 
more  and  more,  by  God's  help,  to  cease.  All  the  companies 
be  come  home,  and  well,  for  aught  we  know.  .  .  .  About 
a  week  ago  there  came  a  youth,  who  said  he  was  Mr.  Fran- 
cis Chaloner's  man,  who  would  have  borrowed  £10,  to  have 
bought  things  for  ...  and  said  he  was  known  unto  you, 
and  Mr.  Shakespeare  of  the  Globe,  who  caine  .  .  .  said  he 
knew  him  not,  only  he  heard  of  him  that  he  was  a  rogue, 
...  so  he  was  glad  we  did  not  lend  him  the  money.  .  .  . 
Richard  Jones  went  to  seek  and  inquire  after  the  fellow,  and 
said  he  had  lent  him  a  horse.  I  fear  me  he  gulled  him, 
thaagh  he  gulled  not  us.  The  youth  was  a  pretty  youth, 
and  handsome  in  apparel :  we  know  not  what  became  of 
him." 

Meanwhile,  the  King  did  not  forget  his  players.  During 
some  part  of  the  winter  he  kept  his  Court  at  Wilton,  which 
was  the  seat  of  William  Herbert,  Earl  of  Pembroke ;  and 
the  accounts  of  the  Treasurer  of  the  Chamber  show  an  entry 


THE    LIFE    OF     SHAKESPEARE.  CXXSV 

of  £30  paid  to  John  Heminge  "  for  the  pains  and  expenses 
of  himself  and  the  rest  of  his  company,  in  coming  from 
Mortlake  in  the  county  of  Surrey  unto  the  Court,  and  there 
presenting  before  his  Majesty  one  play  on  the  2d  of  De'iem 
her,  by  way  of  his  Majesty's  reward."  In  the  Christmas 
season  following,  Shakespeare  and  his  fellows  presented  six 
plays  before  the  King  and  Prince  at  Hampton  Court,  receiv- 
ine  twenty  nobles  for  each  play.  And  the  accounts  just 
quoted  from  have  an  entry,  February  8th,  1604,  of  £32  as 
"  his  Majesty's  free  gift  to  Richard  Burbage,  for  the  main- 
tenance and  relief  of  himself  and  the  rest  of  his  company ; " 
they  not  being  allowed,  from  fear  of  the  plague,  to  play  pub- 
licly in  or  near  London,  "  till  it  should  please  God  to  settle 
the  city  in  a  more  perfect  health."  The  next  Christmas  sea- 
son, in  1604—5,  it  appears  from  the  Accounts  of  the  Revels 
at  Court,  that  no  less  than  eleven  plays,  seven  of  them  being 
Shakespeare's,  were  performed  by  the  same  company,  "  in 
the  Banqueting-House  at  Whitehall."  Of  these  seven,  one 
was  Measure  for  Measure,  which  is  here  met  with  for  the 
fiist  time;  tin.  other  six  were  Othello,  The  Merry  Wives  of 
Windsor,  The  Comedy  of  Errors,  Love's  Labour's  Lost,  King 
Henry  V.,  and  The  Merchant  of  Venice.  On  the  21st  of 
January,  £60  were  paid  "  to  John  Heminge,  one  of  hia 
Majesty's  players,  for  the  pains  and  expenses  of  himself  and 
the  rest  of  his  company,  in  presenting  six  plays  before  his 
Majesty." 

This  seems  a  proper  place  for  introducing  a  statement  that 
first  appeared  in  Lintot's  edition  of  Shakespeare's  Poems, 
1710:  "That  most  learned  Prince,  and  great  patron  of 
learning,  King  James  the  First,  was  pleased  with  his  own 
hand  to  write  an  amicable  letter  to  Mr.  Shakespeare ;  which 
lettei,  tnough  now  lost,  remained  long  in  the  hands  of  Sir 
William  Davenant,  as  a  credible  person  now  living  can  testi- 
fy." We  "  like  not  the  security."  Dr.  Farmer  conjectured 
that  the  letter  might  have  been  written  by  way  of  return  foi 
the  compliment  paid  to  the  Stuart  family  in  Macbeth.  Prob- 


CXXXVI  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

ably  the  conjecture  may  as  well  be  left,  along  with  the  lettet 
tself,  to  the  credulity  or  incredulity  of  the  reader.  Some- 
what more  of  credit  may  be  due  to  an  epigram  copied  by 
MA  Collier  from  "  a  coeval  manuscript "  in  his  possession : 

"  SHAKKSPKARK  ON  THE  KINO. 

"  Crowns  have  their  compass,  length  of  days  their  date 
Triumphs  their  tomb,  felicity  her  fate  : 
Of  nought  but  earth  can  earth  make  us  partaker, 
But  knowledge  makes  a  king  most  like  his  Maker." 

Mr.  Collier  adds,  —  "  We  have  seen  these  lines  hi  more  than 
one  other  old  manuscript ;  and,  as  they  were  constantly  at- 
tributed to  Shakespeare,  and  are  in  no  respect  unworthy  of 
his  pen,  we  have  little  doubt  of  their  authenticity." 

On  the  30th  of  January,  1604,  Samuel  JJaniel,  one  of  the 
smaller  stars,  but  yet  a  star,  in  that  constellation  of  poets 
that  shed  such  lustre  on  the  age,  was  appointed  Master  of 
the  Queen's  Revels.  Soon  after,  he  wrote  to  Lord  Elles- 
mere  a  letter  thanking  him  for  the  appointment ;  in  which 
we  have  the  following :  "  I  cannot  but  know  that  I  am  less 
deserving  than  some  that  sued  by  other  of  the  nobility  unto 
her  Majesty  for  this  room.  If  Mr.  Drayton,  my  good  friend, 
had  been  chosen,  I  should  not  have  murmured,  for  sure  I  am 
he  would  have  filled  it  most  excellently ;  but  it  seemeth  to 
mine  humble  judgment,  that  one  who  is  the  author  of  plays 
now  daily  presented  on  the  public  stages  of  London,  and  the 
possessor  of  no  small  gams,  and  moreover  himself  an  actor 
in  the  King's  company  of  comedians,  could  not  with  reason 
pretend  to  be  the  Master  of  the  Queen's  Majesty's  Revels, 
forasmuch  as  he  would  sometimes  be  asked  to  approve  and 
allow  of  his  own  writings.  Therefore  he,  and  more  of  like 
quality,  cannot  justly  be  disappointed,  because,  through 
your  Honour's  gracious  interposition,  the  chance  was  haply 
mine." 

The  allusion  here  is  clearly  to  Shakespeare.  And  we  thus 
learn  that  he  was  at  the  time  one  of  the  King's  company, 
and  that  he,  or  others  for  him,  had  made  some  interest  t« 


THE    LIFE    OF     SHAKESPEARE.  CXXXVII 

gfit  the  place  which  fell  to  Daniel.  The  children,  formerh 
known  as  the  choir-boys  of  the  Chapel  Royal,  had  lateh 
been  taken  into  the  Queen's  service  as  a  set  of  juvenile  play- 
ers, and  the  duties  of  the  office  in  question  were,  to  super- 
intend their  performances,  and  appoint  what  thev  should 
perform.  The  place  was  probably  sought  by  Shakespeare 
in  the  purpose  of  retiring  from  the  stage.  As  Master  of 
the  Queen's  Revels,  he  would  of  course  have  borne  in  cer- 
tain matters  the  royal  authority,  and  been  brought  into 
frequent  personal  intercourse  with  Majesty.  It  was  most 
likely  his  position  as  an  actor,  and  not  as  an  author,  that 
worked  against  his  wish  in  this  particular  ;  and  perhaps  the 
lines  quoted  from  Davies'  Scourge  of  Folly  in  our  third 
Chapter  had  reference  to  his  failing  of  the  appointment : 

"Hadst  thou  not  play'd  some  kingly  parts  in  sport, 
-     Thou  hadst  been  a  companion  for  a  king, 
And  been  a  king  among  the  meaner  sort." 

In  another  poem  entitled  Humour's  Heaven  on  Earth,  1609. 
Davies  alludes  to  certain  "  stage-players,"  and  to  Fortune's 
treatment  of  them,  thus : 

"  Some  follow'd  her  by  acting  all  men's  parts  j 
These  on  a  stage  she  rais'd  (in  scorn)  to  fall, 
And  made  them  mirrors  by  their  acting  arts. 
Wherein  men  saw  their  faults,  though  ne'er  so  small  ; 
Yet  some  she  guerdon'd  not  to  their  deserts." 

In  a  marginal  note  he  gives  "  W.  S.,  R.  B.''  as  the  initials 
of  those  whom  Fortune  had  not  duly  rewarded ;  which  ini- 
tials clearly  point  to  William  Shakespeare  and  Richard  Bur- 
bage  as  the  persons  meant." 

*  The  same  writer,  in  his  Microcosmus,  1603,  has  the  following 
lines,  wherein  allusion  is  made,  apparently,  to  the  Poet's  cxi.  th 
Sonnet,  though  the  latter  had  not  then  been  printed  ; 

«  Players,  I  love  ye  and  your  quality, 
As  ye  are  men  that  pastime  not  abus'd ; 
And  some  1  love  for  painting  poesy, 
And  say  fell  Fortune  cannot  be  excus'd, 
That  halh  for  better  uses  you  retHM  ; 


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At  what  time  the  Poet  carried  into  effect  his  purpose  of 
retirement,  ts  not  precisely  known.  Tint,  his  powers  as  an 
actor  were  not  equal  to  his  ambition  of  excellence,  is  evident 
enough  from  his  Sonnet  xxix.  And  the  Sonnets  ex.  and 
cxi.  reveal  in  unmistakeable  language  how  keenly  he  felt  the 
disrepute  that  adhered  to  his  calling,  and  how  earnestly  he 
longed  to  be  clear  of  it.  His  name  is  found  as  one  of  the 
actors  in  Ben  Jonson's  Sejanus,  in  1603.  Jonson's  Volpone 
was  brought  out  at  the  Globe  in  1605,  and  Shakespeare's 
name  does  not  occur  among  the  actors.  We  have  seen  th  i  * 
on  the  9th  of  April,  1604,  the  city  authorities  received  an 
order  from  Court  to  permit  the  players  to  resume  their  per- 
formances in  London.  A  copy  of  this  paper  has  been  found 
among  the  relics  preserved  at  Dulwich  College,  and  append- 
ed to  it  is  a  list  of  the  King's  company  at  that  date,  in  the 
following  order :  "  Bu/bage,  Shakespeare,  Fletcher,  Phillips, 
Condell,  Heminge,  Armyn,  Slye,  Cowley,  Ostler,  Day." 
Augustine  Phillips,  who  ranked  well  as  a  comic  actor,  died 
in  May,  1605  ;  and  in  his  will  he  bequeathed  "  a  thirty-shil- 
lings piece  of  gold  "  to  Shakespeare  as  one  of  his  "  friends 
and  fellows ; "  but  this  need  not  infer  that  the  Poet  still 
kept  up  a  fellowship  with  him  on  the  stage.  Heminge  and 
Condell,  in  their  Dedication  of  the  folio  of  1623,  say  they 
have  collected  the  plays,  "  only  to  keep  the  memory  of  so 
worthy  a  friend  and  fellow  alive,  as  was  our  Shakespeare." 

On  the  whole,  there  can  be  little  question  that  the  Poet 
ceased  to  be  an  actor  in  the  summer  of  1604.  In  the  fol- 
lowing winter  the  company  got  into  trouble  by  bringing  im- 

Wit,  courage,  good  shape,  good  parts,  and  all  goo  , 
As  long  as  all  these  goods  are  no  worse  us'd  : 
And  though  the  stage  doth  stain  pure  gentle  blood, 
Yet  generous  ye  are  in  mind  and  mood." 

Here  again,  in  a  marginal  note  to  the  third  line,  he  gives  "  W.  S., 
R  B."  as  the  initials  of  the  persons  meant.  Davies  was  a  man 
of  pure  character  and  conversation  ;  so  that  his  testimony  is  ex 
ceedingly  valuable  as  regards  the  morals  and  manners  of  the  great 
Poet  and  great  actor. 


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proper  and  offensive  matters  upon  the  stage ;  and  their  course 
was  such  as  strongly  to  infer  that  his  sound  discretion  and 
great  influence  had  been  withdrawn. 

Up  to  this  time,  besides  the  plays  already  mentioned, 
Measure  for  Measure  is  the  only  one  that  is  certainly  known 
to  have  been  written.  Nevertheless,  we  have  very  little 
doubt  that  Troilus  and  Oressida,  Timon  of  Athens,  and  Julius 
Caesar  were  then  in  being,  though  probably  not  all  of  them 
in  the  shape  they  now  bear.  Reckoning  these  four,  we  have 
twenty-nine  of  the  plays  written  when  the  Poet  was  forty 
years  of  age,  and  had  been  in  the  work  but  about  eighteen 
years !  Time,  indeed,  has  left  us  few  traces  of  the  process, 
but  what  a  magnificent  treasure  of  results !  If  Shakespeare 
had  done  no  more,  he  would  have  stood  the  greatest  intel- 
lect of  the  world.  How  all  alive  must  those  eighteen  years 
have  been  with  the  most  intense  and  varied  exertion !  His 
quick  discernment,  his  masterly  tact,  his  grace  of  manners, 
and  his  fertility  of  expedients  would  needs  make  him  the  soul 
of  the  establishment :  doubtless  the  light  of  his  eye  and  the 
life  of  his  hand  were  hi  all  its  movements  and  plans.  Be- 
sides, the  compass  and  accuracy  of  information  displayed  in 
his  writings  prove  him  to  have  been,  for  that  age,  a  profound 
and  voluminous  student  of  books.  Portions  of  classical  and 
of  continental  literature  were  accessible  to  him  in  transla- 
tions. Nor  are  we  without  strong  reasons  for  believing  that, 
in  addition  to  his  "  small  Latin  and  less  Greek,"  he  found 
or  made  time,  amidst  all  his  other  labours,  to  form  a  toler- 
able reading  acquaintance  with  Italian  and  French.  Chau- 
cer, too,  "  the  day-star,"  and  Spenser,  "  the  sunrise,"  of 
English  poetry,  were  pouring  then-  beauty  round  his  walks, 
From  all  these,  and  from  the  growing  richness  and  abun- 
dance of  contemporary  literature,  his  all-gifted  and  all-grasp- 
ing mind  no  doubt  greedily  took  in  and  quickly  digested 
whatever  was  adapted  to  please  bis  taste,  or  enrich  his  in- 
tellect, or  assist  his  art. 

Some  question  has  been  made,  whether  Shakespeare  were 


Cz  THE    LIFE    OF     SHAKESPEARE- 

a  member  of  the  celebrated  convivial  club  established  by  Sn 
Walter  Raleigh,  and  which  held  its  sessions  at  the  Mermaid- 
tavern.  And,  sure  enough,  we  have  no  fact  or  authority 
that  dii  sctly  certifies  his  membership  of  that  choice  institu- 
tion ;  though  there  are  divers  things  inferring  it  so  strongly 
as  to  leave  no  reasonable  doubt  on  the  subject.  His  con- 
vivialities certainly  ran  hi  that  circle  of  wits  several  of  whon? 
are  directly  known  to  have  belonged  to  it ;  and  among  them 
all  ihere  was  not  one  whose  then  acknowledged  merits  gave 
him  a  better  title  to  its  privileges.  Gifford,  speaking  of  this 
merry  parliament  of  genius  at  the  Mermaid,  says,  —  "  Here, 
for  many  years,  Ben  Jonson  repaired,  with  Shakespeare, 
Beaumont,  Fletcher,  Selden,  Cotton,  Carew,  Martin,  Donne, 
and  many  others,  whose  names,  even  at  this  distant  period, 
call  up  a  mingled  feeling  of  reverence  and  respect." 

It  does  not,  indeed,  necessarily  follow  from  Shakespeare's 
facility  and  plenipotence  of  wit  in  writing,  that  he  could  shine 
at  those  extempore  "  flashes  of  merriment  that  were  wont 
to  set  the  table  on  a  roar."  But,  besides  the  natural  in- 
ference that  way,  we  have  the  statement  of  honest  Aubrey, 
that  "  he  was  very  good  company,  and  of  a  very  ready  and 
pleasant  smoothe  wit."  Francis  Beaumont,  who  was  a 
prominent  member  of  this  jovial  senate,  and  to  whom  Shir- 
ley applies  the  fine  hyperbolism  that  "  he  talked  a  comedy," 
was  born  in  1586,  and  died  in  1615.  We  cannot  doubt  that 
he  had  our  Poet,  among  others,  in  his  eye  when  he  wrote 
those  celebrated  lines  to  Ben  Jonson,  which  are  not  so  *  el] 
known  but  that  they  must  be  quoted  here : 

'•  Methinks,  the  little  wit  1  bad  is  lost 
Since  I  saw  you  ;  for  wit  is  like  a  rest 
Held  up  at  tennis,  which  men  do  the  best 
With  the  best  gamesters.     What  things  have  we  sees 
Done  at  (he  Mermaid!   heard  words  that  have  been 
So  nimble,  and  so  full  of  subtile  flame, 
As  if  that  every  one  from  whence  they  came 
Had  meant  to  put  his  whole  wit  in  a  jest, 
And  had  resolv'd  to  live  a  fool  the  rest 
Of  his  dull  life  ;  then,  when  there  hath  been  thrown 
Wit  able  eD<ju<jh  to  justify  the  town 


YHC    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  cxll 

For  three  days  past;  wit,  that  might  warrant  be 

For  the  whole  city  to  talk  foolishly 

Till  that  were  cancell'd  :  and,  when  that  was  gone, 

We  left  an  air  behind  us,  which  alone 

Was  able  to  make  the  two  next  companies 

Right  witty  j  though  but  downright  fools,  mere  wise." 

Thomas  Fuller,  though  not  bom  till  1608,  was  afterwaida 
acquainted  with  some  of  the  old  Mermaid  wits,  and  wrote  a 
qood  part  of  his  Worthies  of  England  before  the  murder  cf 
King  Charles,  in  1649.  In  his  Worthies  of  Warwickshire, 
we  have  the  following,  which  is  worth  quoting  more  fully 
than  has  commonly  been  done : 

"  William  Shakespeare  was  born  at  Stratford-on-Avon  in 
this  county ;  in  whom  three  eminent  poets  may  seem  in 
some  sort  to  be  compounded.  1.  Martial,  in  the  warlike 
sound  of  his  surname,  (whence  some  may  conjecture  him  of 
a  military  extraction,)  Hasti-vibrans,  or  Shake-speare.  2 
Ovid,  the  most  natural  and  witty  of  all  poets.  3.  Plautus, 
who  was  an  exact  comedian,  yet  never  any  scholar,  as  our 
Shakespeare,  if  alive,  would  confess  himself.  Add  to  all 
these,  that,  though  his  genius  generally  was  jocular,  and  in- 
clined him  to  festivity,  yet  he  could,  when  so  disposed,  be 
solemn  and  serious,  as  appears  by  his  tragedies:  so  that 
Heraclitus  himself  (1  mean  if  secret  and  unseen)  might  af- 
ford to  smile  at  his  comedies,  they  were  so  merry ;  and 
Democritus  scarce  forbear  to  sigh  at  his  tragedies,  they  were 
so  mournful. 

"  He  was  an  eminent  instance  of  the  truth  of  that  rule, 
Poeta  non  fit,  sed  nascitur,  (one  is  not  made  but  born  a 
poet.)  Indeed  his  learning  was  very  little ;  so  that,  as  Cor- 
nish diamonds  are  not  polished  by  any  lapidary,  but  are 
pointed  ir-d  smoothed  even  as  they  are  taken  out  of  the 
earth,  so  Nature  itself  was  all  the  art  which  was  used  upon 
him. 

"  Many  were  the  wit-combats  betwixt  him  and  Ben  Joa- 
son ;  which  two  I  behold  like  a  Spanish  great  galleon  and 
an  SagUsh  man-of-war.  Master  Jonson,  like  the  formei 


CXlll  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

was  built  far  higher  in  learning  ;  solid,  hut  slow,  in  his  per- 
formances :  Shakespeare,  with  the  English  man-of-war,  lesser 
in  hulk,  but  lighter  in  sailing,  could  turn  with  all  tides,  tack 
about,  and  take  advantage  of  all  winds,  by  the  quickness  of 
his  wit  and  invention." 

Of  these  wit-combats,  no  relics  worthy  of  much  credit 
have  survived,  though  divers  tilings  have  from  time  to  time 
been  given  out  as  specimens.7  Probably  the  reputation  of 
the  parties  for  wit  has  caused  many  old  jokes  to  be  passed 
off  in  their  names.  And  indeed,  in  the  best  flashes  of  ex- 
tempore wit,  so  much  of  the  effect  depends  on  the  character 
and  manner  of  the  speaker,  that  the  matter  will  scarce  bear 
repeating.  We  will  close  the  subject  and  the  Chapter  with 
a  part  of  Herrick's  "Ode  for  Ben  Jonson,"  published  in 
1648: 

"Ah  Ben! 

Say  how,  or  when. 

Shall  we  tby  guests 

Meet  at  those  lyric  feasts, 

Made  at  the  Sun, 

The  Dog,  the  Triple  Tun  7 

Where  we  such  clusters  had, 

As  made  us  nobly  wild,  not  mad ; 

And  yet  each  verse  of  thine 
Outdid  the  meat,  outdid  the  frolic  wine." 

'  We  subjoin  two  or  three  of  these  "specimens,"  just  for  <* 
taste.  The  point  of  the  first  is  explained  in  that  lattin  was  a  me 
tallic  compound  somewhat  resembling  tin.  See  The  Merry  Wives 
of  Windsor,  Act  i.  sc.  1,  note  19. 

Shakespeare  was  God-father  to  one  of  Ben  Jonson's  children  ; 
and  after  the  christening,  being  in  a  deep  study,  Jonson  came  to 
cheer  him  up,  and  asked  him  why  he  was  so  melancholy.  —  "No 
faith,  Ben,"  says  he,  ••  not  I  ;  but  I  have  been  considering  a  great 
while  what  should  be  the  fittest  gift  for  me  to  bestow  upon  my  God- 
child, and  I  have  resolved  at  last." — "I  pr'ythee,  what  ?  "  says 
pe.  "  I'  faith,  Ben,  I'll  e'en  give  him  a  dozen  Latin  spoons,  and 
thou  shall  translate  them." 

Verses  by  Ben  Jonson  and  Shakespeare  occasioned  by  the  mot 
to  to  the  Globe  theatre  —  Totus  mundus  agit  histrionem  : 

Jonson.     If  but  stage-actors  all  the  world  displays, 

Where  shall  we  find  spectators  of  their  plays  t 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARF 


CHAPTER  V. 

SHAKESPEARE    IN    RETIREMENT.  —  HIS    DEATH 

HIS    WILL. 

THE  Poet  retained  his  interest  in  theatricals,  and  spent 
much,  perhaps  the  most,  of  his  time  in  London,  for  several 
years  after  ceasing  to  be  an  actor.  The  Rev.  John  Ward, 
who  became  vicar  of  Stratford-on-Avon  in  1662,  tells  us,  in 
a  passage  to  be  quoted  more  fully  hereafter,  that  Shake- 
speare "  frequented  the  plays  all  his  younger  time,  but  in 
his  elder  days  lived  at  Stratford,  and  supplied  the  stage  with 
two  plays  every  year."  That  the  vicar's  information  was  in 
all  points  literally  correct,  is  not  at  all  likely ;  but  there  can 
be  no  doubt  that  Shakespeare  continued  to  write  for  the 
stage  after  his  retirement  from  it ;  and  that,  though  for 
some  years  spending  a  large  part  of  his  time  in  the  metrop- 
olis, he  nevertheless  "  lived  at  Stratford." 

Our  previous  reckonings  have  left  eight  of  his  plays  to  be 
set  down  as  the  dramatic  fruits  of  his  retirement.  Of  these, 
Macbeth  was  probably  written  in  1605  or  1606,  though  we 
have  no  certain  notice  of  it  till  April,  1610,  when  Forman 
paw  it  performed  at  the  Globe.  An  entry  at  the  Stationers' 
ascertains  that  King  Lear  was  acted  before  the  King  at 
Whitehall  on  the  26th  of  December,  1606.  That  mighty 

Shakespeare.     Little,  or  much  of  what  we  see,  we  do ; 
We  are  both  actors  and  spectators  too. 

Ben  Jonson  and  Shakespeare  were  once  at  a  tavern-club  where 
there  were  several  lords  from  the  Court,  who  came  to  hear  their 
wit  and  conversation.  Shakespeare  call'd  upon  Ben  Jonson  to 
give  a  toast ;  he  nam'd  that  lord's  wife,  who  sat  near  him  :  the 
nobleman  demanded  why  he  nam'd  her.  ''  Why  not  1 "  replied 
the  Poet ;  "  she  has  the  qualifications  of  a  toast,  being  both  brown 
and  dry  : "  which  answer  made  them  all  laugh,  his  lordship  haT 
ing  been  obliged  to  marry  her  against  his  inclinations. 


CXllV  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

drama  was  then,  most  likely,  fresh  from  the  Poet's  liand. 
Three  editions  of  it  were  made,  evidently  without  the  au- 
thor's consent,  in  1608 ;  and  the  manner  in  which  his  name 
was  printed  shows  that  his  reputation  was  still  on  the  in- 
crease. The  first  probable  information  that  we  have  of  An- 
tony and  Cleopatra  is  by  an  entry  at  the  Stationers'  in  May, 
1608.  The  texture  of  the  workmanship  is  such  as  to  infer 
that  this  wonderful  play  was  then  in  its  first  transports  of 
success.  We  learn  from  Forman's  Diary,  that  Cymbeline 
was  performed  some  time  between  April,  1610,  and  May, 
1611,  the  precise  date  not  being  given.  The  same  Diary 
notes  the  performance  of  The  Winter's  Tale  on  the  15th  of 
May,  1611 ;  while  the  accounts  of  the  Master  of  the  Revels 
show  that  The  Tempest  and  The  Winter's  Tale  were  acted 
at  Whitehall  by  "  the  King's  players,"  on  the  1st  and  5th 
of  November,  1611.  King  Henry  VlJI.  is  not  heard  of  till 
the  burning  of  the  Globe  theatre,  June  29th,  1613,  when  it 
is  spoken  of  as  "  a  new  play."  The  only  remaining  one  is 
Coriolanus,  which  is  not  heard  of  at  all  till  after  the  Poet's 
death :  nor  has  the  play  itself  any  allusions  whereon  to  ground 
a  probable  inference  or  argument  as  to  when  it  was  written ; 
though  we  have  little  doubt  that  it  grew  into  being  not  far 
from  the  same  time  as  King  Henry  V11L ;  whether  before 
or  after,  we  cannot  even  conjecture. 

Besides  these  eight  plays  written  within  the  period  in 
question,  it  is  highly  probable  that  several  of  the  others 
were  revised.  Troilus  and  Cressida  went  through  two  edi- 
tions in  1609,  and  in  an  address  prefixed  to  the  first  of  them 
the  publisher  as  good  as  acknowledges  the  copy  to  have  been 
stolen.  He  also  calls  it  "  a  new  play  never  stal'd  with  t  he 
stage ; "  but  as  he  pretty  much  owns  himself  a  thief,  or  at 
least  a  partaker  in  the  fruits  of  theft ;  and  as  a  "  Troilus  and 
Cressida,  as  it  is  acted  by  my  Lord  Chamberlain's  men," 
was  entered  at  the  Stationers'  in  February,  1603 ;  the  prob- 
ability is,  that  he  either  said  what  he  knew  to  be  false,  or 
pise  that  the  play  had  then  been  newly  rewritten.  Pericles, 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  CX\V 

also,  was  printed  in  1609,  having  been  entered  at  the  Sta- 
tioners' along  with  Antony  and  Cleopatra,  in  May,  1608. 
That  some  parts  of  this  play  were  rewritten  at  or  about  that 
time,  is  hardly  questionable.  Nor  can  we  easily  believe  that 
the  Poet  could  have  put  into  Othello  all  the  power  it  now 
has,  so  early  as  1602.  The  same  year,  also,  the  Sonnets, 
for  the  first  time,  appeared  in  print.  These,  we  have  no 
doubt,  were  written  at  widely  different  times,  and  without 
any  continuity  of  purpose  or  occasion ;  some  of  them,  in- 
deed, as  expressions  of  personal  feeling,  but  most  of  them 
merely  as  exercises  of  fancy  or  specimens  of  art.  All  these 
points  are  but  touched  here,  being  dwelt  upon  at  length  in 
our  several  Introductions. 

It  would  seem,  that  after  this  time  the  Poet's  reputation 
did  not  mount  any  higher  during  his  life.  A  new  generation 
of  dramatists  was  then  rising  into  favour,  who,  with  some 
excellences  derived  from  him,  united  gross  vices  of  their  own, 
which,  however,  were  well  adapted  to  captivate  the  popular 
taste.  Moreover,  King  James  himself,  notwithstanding  his 
liberality  of  patronage,  was  essentially  a  man  of  loose  mor- 
als and  low  tastes ;  and  it  can  scarce  be  doubted  that  his 
taking  so  much  to  Shakespeare  at  first  grew  more  from  the 
pxiblic  voice  than  from  bis  own  preference.  Before  the 
Poet's  death,  we  may  trace  the  beginnings  of  that  corruption 
which,  rather  stimulated  than  discouraged  by  puritan  bigot* 
ry  and  fanaticism,  reached  its  height  some  seventy  years 
later  ;  though  its  course  was  for  a  while  arrested  by  the  in- 
fluence and  example  of  that  truly  royal  gentleman  and 
scholar,  King  Charles  the  First,  who,  whatever  else  may  be 
said  of  him,  was  unquestionably  a  man  of  as  high  and  ele- 
gant tastes  in  literature  and  art,  as  England  could  boast  of 
in  his  time.  His  mind  had  taken  its  first  and  deepest  im- 
pressions from  that  older  school,  and  the  good  seed  had  been 
sown  in  a  pure  and  generous  soil. 

The  next  that  we  hear  of  Shakespeare  as  having  a  hand 
in  stage-affairs,  is  in  connection  with  an  attempt  to  dislodge 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

the  Blackfriars  theatre.  The  London  authorities  had  alwayi 
been  hostile  to  that  establishment,  which  was  but  a  little  over 
the  acknowledged  line  of  their  jurisdiction.  It  seems  they 
had  applied  to  Sir  Henry  Montague,  then  Attorney-General, 
who  sustained  their  claim  of  jurisdiction  in  that  precinct. 
The  question  appears  to  have  come  in  some  shape  before 
Lord  Chancellor  Ellesmere,  who  required  proofs  of  their 
right ;  but,  such  proof  as  they  brought  being  deemed  insuf- 
ficient by  the  highest  judicial  authority,  the  case  went  against 
them.  Unable  to  oust  the  concern  by  legal  means,  the  city 
authorities,  it  appears,  then  undertook  to  buy  it  up.  With 
a  view  to  this  purchase,  an  estimate  was  drafted  of  the  sev- 
eral interests  held  in  the  establishment ;  •which  draft,  or  a 
copy  of  it,  has  lately  been  found  among  the  Ellesmere 
papers. 

From  this  document  it  appears  that  the  whole  property, 
besides  the  freehold  and  furnishings,  was  divided  into  twenty 
shares,  each  of  which  was  alleged  to  yield  an  annual  profit 
of  £33  6s.  8d.  Reckoning  these  profits  at  seven  years'  pur- 
chase, they  made  the  value  of  each  share  £233  6s.  8d.  Bur- 
bage  owned  the  freehold,  which  he  rated  at  £  1000,  and  four 
shares;  the  whole  amounting  to  £1933  6*.  8d.  Shake- 
speare held  the  wardrobe  and  furniture,  which  he  rated  at 
£500,  and  four  shares;  £1433  6s.  8rf. :  Fletcher,  three 
shares ;  £700 :  Heminge  and  Condell,  two  shares  each  ; 
£933  6s.  Sd. :  Taylor  and  Lowin,  each  a  share  and  a  half; 
£700 :  four  others,  each  half  a  share ;  £466  13s.  4rf. :  in 
all,  £6166  13s.  4d.  The  estimate  concludes  thus:  "More- 
over, the  liired  men  of  the  company  demand  some  recom- 
pence  for  their  great  loss,  and  the  widows  and  orphans  of 
players,  who  are  paid  by  the  sharers  at  divers  rates  and  pro- 
portions ;  so  as  in  the  whole  it  will  cost  the  Lord  Mayor  and 
the  citizens  at  least  £7000." 

In  connection  with  this  attempt,  we  have  another  most 
interesting  paper,  likewise  found  not  long  since  in  the  Elles- 
mere collection.  It  purports  to  be  a  transcript  of  a  lettet 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  Cxlvii 

written  by  the  Earl  of  Southampton  to  some  nobleman,  in 
behalf  of  the  players  interested  in  ihe  Blackfriars,  generally, 
and  of  Shakespeare  and  Burbage  in  particular.  Mr.  Collier, 
to  whom  we  owe  the  discovery  of  it,  remarks  upon  it  as  fol- 
lows :  "  We  may  conclude  that  the  original  was  not  ad- 
dressed to  Lord  Ellesmere,  or  it  would  have  been  found  in 
the  depository  of  his  papers,  and  not  merely  a  transcript  of 
it ;  but  a  copy  may  have  been  furnished  to  the  Lord  Chan- 
cellor, in  order  to  give  him  some  information  respecting  the 
characters  of  the  parties  upon  whose  cause  he  was  called 
upon  to  decide.  That  it  was  not  sent  to  him  by  Lord  South- 
ampton, who  probably  was  acquainted  with  him,  may  afford 
a  proof  of  the  delicacy  of  the  Earl's  mind,  who  would  not 
seem  directly  to  interpose  while  a  question  of  the  sort  was 
pending  before  a  judge."  The  paper  is  without  date,  but 
the  contents  preclude  any  doubt  as  to  the  occasion  which 
elicited  it  We  subjoin  it  in  full,  merely  adding  that  it  has 
Copia  vera  written  at  the  bottom : ' 

"  My  very  honoured  Lord :  The  many  good  offices  I  have 
received  at  your  Lordships'  hands,  which  ought  to  make  me 
backward  in  asking  further  favours,  only  imboldeneth  me  to 
require  more  in  the  same  kind.  Your  Lordship  will  be 
warned  how  hereafter  you  grant  any  suit,  seeing  it  draweth 
on  more  and  greater  demands. 

"  This  which  now  presseth  is  to  request  your  Lordship,  in 
all  you  can,  to  be  good  to  the  poor  players  of  the  Black- 
friars,  who  call  themselves  by  authority  the  servants  of  his 
Majesty,  and  ask  for  the  protection  of  their  most  gracious 
master  and  sovereign  in  this  the  time  of  their  trouble.  They 


1  Mr.  Knight  seems  to  think  it  strange  that  a  copia  vera  should 
want  date  and  signature,  but  there  is  nothing  very  remarkable  in 
such  a  circumstance.  In  the  Library  of  the  Society  of  Antiqua- 
ries, No.  201,  Art.  3,  is  preserved  "  a  copye  of  the  comyssion  of 
sewers  in  the  countye  of  Kent,"  marked  as  vera  copia,  and,  sin- 
gularly enough,  written  apparently  by  the  same  hand  that  copied 
the  letter  of  H.  S. —  HALLIWELL. 


C.vlviii  THE    LIFK    OK    SHAKRSPEARK. 

are  threatened  by  the  Lord  Mayor  and  Aldermen  of  Lon- 
don, never  friendly  to  their  calling,  with  the  destruction  of 
their  means  of  livelihood,  by  the  pulling  down  of  their  play 
Louse,  which  ia  t  private  theatre,  and  hath  never  given  oc- 
casion of  anger  by  any  disorders. 

"  These  bearers  are  two  of  the  chief  of  the  company ;  one 
of  them  by  name  Richard  Burbage,  who  humbly  sueth  for 
your  1  .ordship's  kind  help  ;  for  that  he  is  a  man  famous  as 
o:ir  English  Roscius  ;  one  who  fitteth  the  action  to  the  word, 
and  the  word  to  the  action,  most  admirably.  By  the  exer- 
cise of  his  quality,  industry,  and  good  behaviour,  he  hath 
become  possessed  of  the  Blackfriars  play-house,  which  hath 
been  employed  for  plays  sit  hence  it  was  builded  by  his  fa- 
ther, now  near  fifty  years  agone. 

"  The  other  is  a  man  no  whit  less  deserving  favour,  and 
my  especial  friend ;  till  of  late  an  actor  of  good  account  in 
the  company,  now  a  sharer  in  the  same,  and  writer  of  some 
of  our  best  English  plays,  which,  as  your  Lordship  knoweth, 
were  most  singularly  liked  of  Queen  Elizabeth,  when  the 
company  was  called  upon  to  perform  before  her  Majesty  at 
Court,  at  Christmas  and  Shrovetide.  His  most  gracious 
Majesty  King  James,  also,  since  his  coming  to  the  crown, 
hath  extended  his  royal  favour  to  the  company  in  divers 
ways  and  at  sundry  times.  This  other  hath  to  name  AVil- 
liarn  Shakespeare ;  and  they  are  both  of  one  county,  and 
indeed  almost  of  one  town :  both  are  right  famous  in  their 
qualities,  though  it  longeth  not  of  your  Lordship's  graviu 
and  wisdom  to  resort  unto  the  places  where  they  are  wont 
to  delight  the  public  ear.  Their  trust  and  suit  now  is,  not 
to  be  molested  in  their  way  of  life,  whereby  they  maintain 
themselves  and  their  wives  and  families,  (being  both  married 
and  of  good  reputation,)  as  well  as  the  widows  and  orphans 
of  some  of  then-  dead  fellows.* 

"  Your  Lordship's  most  bounden  at  command, 
•  Copia  vera.  H.  S." 

M      Hunter  bas  laboured  strenuously  to   impugn    not  on!) 


THE    LIFE    OF     SHAKESPEARE. 

We  have  seen  that  in  the  estimate  of  the  Blackfriars 
property  each  share  was  reckoned  worth  £33  6*.  8d.  a  year. 
As  Shakespeare  had  four  shares,  these  would  give  him  an 
annual  income  of  £133  6s.  8d.  To  this  Mr.  Collier  adds 
£50  a  year  for  the  use  of  the  wardrobe  and  furniture ;  mak- 
ing £183  6s.  8d.  It  is  altogether  likely  that  the  Poet  held 
at  least  an  equal  interest  in  the  Globe ;  for  it  appears  by  a 
paper  found  at  Dulwieh  College,  that  in  April,  1609,  "  Mr. 
Shakespeare"  was  assessed  six-pence  a  week  towards  the 
relief  of  the  poor  in  Southwark.  This  was  the  largest  sum 
paid  by  any  on  the  list :  Henslowe  and  Alleyn  were  rated  at 
the  same ;  while  Lowin,  another  of  the  Globe  players,  was 
rated  at  two-pence  a  week.  It  is  not  certain,  indeed,  but 
this  assessment  of  the  Poet  may  have  been  for  other  prop- 
erty in  that  quarter ;  but  there  are  very  strong  grounds  for 
thinking  that  it  was  for  his  interest  in  the  Globe :  for  he  was 

this,  but  the  other  Shakespeare  papers  in  the  Ellesmere  collec 
tion.  On  the  other  hand,  Mr.  Halliwell,  in  his  Life  of  the  Poet, 
vindicates  them,  gives  a  fac-simile  of  that  part  of  the  Southamp- 
ton letter  which  relates  to  Shakespeare,  and  avows  the  belief  that 
it  "  will  suffice  to  convince  any  one  acquainted  with  such  matters, 
that  it  is  a  genuine  manuscript  of  the  period."  He  adds  the  fol- 
lowing :  "  No  forgery  of  so  long  a  document  could  present  so  per- 
fect a  continuity  of  design  ;  yet  it  is  right  to  state  that  grave  doubts 
have  been  thrown  on  its  authenticity.  It  is  of  importance  to  decide 
upon  the  character  of  this  paper,  for  on  the  degree  of  credit  we 
may  give  to  it  depends  the  value  of  the  other  manuscripts  reJating 
to  Shakespeare  in  the  same  collection  ;  and  it  would  be  satisfac. 
tory  were  Mr.  Collier  to  furnish  the  public  with  fac-simile  copies  of 
all  of  them.  At  the  same  time,  it  must  be  admitted,  in  fairness  to 
Mr.  Collier,  that,  when  the  doubt  of  their  authenticity  was  raised, 
he  produced  the  letter  of  H.  S.,  the  one  most  severely  attacked, 
before  a  council  of  the  Shakespeare  Society,  and  several  compe- 
tent judges,  including  Mr.  Wright,  fully  concurred  in  believing  it 
to  be  genuine.  Mr.  Hunter  has  systematically  argued  against  the 
authority  of  all  the  Shakespearian  documents  found  by  Mr.  Collier 
in  Lord  Ellesmere's  collection  ;  but  how  much  reliance  is  to  be 
placed  on  his  conclusions,  may  be  inferred  from  the  fact,  that  the 
paper  of  the  spuriousness  of  which  he  is  most  positive  is  preserved, 
not  in  that  nobleman's  library,  but  in  the  archives  of  the  city  of 
London,  enrolled  in  books  unquestionably  authentic.  1  refer  to  tfca 
paper  relating  to  Kemp  and  Armin." 


Ci  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

unquestionably  a  leading  sharer  in  that  theatre ;  moreover, 
the  register  of  the  parish  shows  that  in  1601  the  church- 
wardens were  "  to  talk  with  the  players  "  in  regard  to  mak 
ing  contributions  for  that  purpose ;  and  when  the  Fortune 
was  about  to  be  built,  in  1600,  the  inhabitants  of  Cripple- 
gate  petitioned  the  Privy  Council  in  favour  of  the  undertak- 
ing, one  of  their  reasons  being,  that  "  the  erectors  were  con- 
tented to  give  a  very  liberal  portion  of  money  weekly  to- 
wards the  relief  of  the  poor."  To  all  which  must  be  added 
that,  except  the  Globe,  we  do  not  elsewhere  hear  of  any 
other  property  owned  by  Shakespeare  at  that  time  in  the 
parish  of  St.  Saviour. 

Allowing  the  assessment  to  be  on  account  of  the  theatre, 
this  would  infer  his  interest  in  that  concern  to  be  prettj 
large.  So  that  we  may  set  it  down  as  certainly  not  less  than 
that  in  the  Blackfriars,  which  would  make  his  annual  income 
to  be  £366  13*.  4rf.  Mr.  Collier  says,  —  "Taking  every 
known  source  of  emolument  into  view,  we  consider  £400  a 
year  the  very  lowest  amount  at  which  his  income  can  be 
reckoned  in  1608."  This  would  be,  for  all  practical  pur- 
poses, nearly  or  quite  as  good  as  $10.000  in  our  tune. 

The  justness  of  this  estimate  is  strongly  approved  by  an- 
other discovery  lately  made  in  the  State-paper  Office.  On 
the  19th  of  March,  1619,  John  Chamberlaine  wrote  to  Sir 
Dudley  Carlton,  then  Ambassador  at  the  Hague.  In  his 
letter,  after  mentioning  the  death  of  Queen  Anne,  he  adds 
the  following :  "  The  funeral  is  put  off  to  the  29th  of  the 
next  month,  to  the  great  hindrance  of  our  players,  which 
are  forbidden  to  play  so  long  as  her  body  is  above  ground : 
one  special  man  among  them,  Burbage,  is  lately  dead,  and 
hath  left,  they  say,  better  than  £300  land."  The  funeral  of 
Burbage  took  place  at  St.  Leonard's,  Shoreditch,  on  the  16th 
of  March,  1619.  In  his  will,  made  the  15th,  he  said  noth- 
ing about  the  amount  of  his  wealth,  but  merely  left  his  wife 
Winifred  lu's  sole  executrix.  Mr.  Collier  thinks  "  there  can 
be  no  doubt  that  the  correspondent  o?  Sir  Dudley  Carlton 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  cli 

was  correct  in  his  information,  and  that  Burbage  died  worth 
'better  than'  £300  a  year  in  land,  besides  his  'goods  and 
chattels ; '  and  we  have  every  reason  to  suppose  that  Shake- 
speare was  in  quite  as  good  if  not  better  circumstances." 

Further  evidence  of  the  point  is  furnished  by  a  curious 
passage  from  a  tract  entitled  "  Ratsey's  Ghost,  or  the  Sec- 
ond Part  of  his  mad  Pranks  and  Robberies."  The  tract  was 
printed  about  1606,  and  the  allusion  is  clearly  to  Shakespeare 
or  Burbage,  or,  more  likely,  both.  Ratsey  was  a  noted  high- 
wayman, executed  in  1605,  who  is  here  represented  as  pay- 
ing some  strolling  players  £2  for  acting  before  him,  then 
overtaking  them  on  the  road,  and  robbing  them  of  it ;  where- 
upon he  gives  them  advice : 

"And  for  you,  sirrah,  says  he  to  the  chiefest  of  them, 
thou  hast  a  good  presence  upon  a  stage ;  methinks,  thou 
darkenest  thy  merit  by  playing  in  the  country  :  get  thee  to 
London,  for,  if  one  man  were  dead,  they  will  have  much 
need  of  such  as  thou  art.  There  would  be  none,  in  my 
opinion,  fitter  than  thyself  to  play  his  parts :  my  conceit  is 
such  of  thee,  that  I  durst  all  the  money  in  my  purse  on  thy 
head,  to  play  Hamlet  with  him  for  a  wager.  There  thou 
ehalt  learn  to  be  frugal,  (for  players  were  never  so  thrifty  as 
they  are  now  about  London,)  and  to  feed  upon  all  men  ;  to 
let  none  feed  upon  thee ;  to  make  thy  hand  a  stranger  to 
thy  pocket,  thy  heart  slow  to  perform  thy  tongue's  promise ; 
and,  when  thou  feelest  thy  purse  well  lined,  buy  thee  some 
place  of  lordship  in  the  country;  that,  growing  weary  of 
playing,  thy  money  may  there  bring  thee  to  dignity  and  rep- 
utation :  then  thou  needest  care  for  no  man ;  no,  not  for 
them  that  before  made  thee  proud  with  speaking  their  words 
on  the  stage.  —  Sir,  I  thank  you,  quoth  the  player,  for  this 
good  counsel :  I  promise  you,  I  will  make  use  of  it ;  for  I 
have  heard  indeed  of  some  that  have  gone  to  London  very 
meanly,  and  have  come  in  time  to  be  exceeding  wealthy." 

We  have  already  seen  that  soon  after  the  accession  of 
James  the  choir-boys  of  the  Chapel  became  "  the  Children 


Clii  THE    LIFE    OF     SHAKF.SPEARE. 

of  the  Queen's  Revels."  It  seems  that  for  some  years  they 
had  been  accustomed  to  act  as  a  company  of  players  at  the 
Blackfriars  ;  probably  in  the  summer  only,  when  the  owners 
of  that  theatre  were  acting  at  the  Globe.  The  last  notice 
we  have  of  our  Poet  as  connected  with  theatrical  matters,  is 
in  a  royal  warrant  appointing  and  authorising  "  Robert  Da- 
borne,  William  Shakespeare,  Nathaniel  Field,  and  Edward 
Kirkham,  from  time  to  time  to  provide  and  bring  up  a  con- 
venient number  of  children,  and  them  to  instruct  and  exer- 
cise in  the  quality  of  playing  tragedies,  comedies,  &c.,  !>y 
the  name  of  the  Children  of  the  Revels  to  the  Queen,  with- 
in the  Blackfriars,  in  our  city  of  London,  or  elsewhere  with- 
in our  realm  of  England."  This  wan-ant  is  dated  January 
4tn,  1610,  and  at  the  foot  of  it  is  written  "  stayed  ; "  which 
infers  that  it  was  not  immediately  carried  into  effect ;  prob- 
ably, at  least  as  regards  Shakespeare,  it  never  was.  Why 
the  appointment  was  designed  to  him,  we  have  no  knowl- 
edge ;  possibly  he  may  have  sought  it,  with  a  view  to  some 
profitable  employment  when  business  or  inclination  detained 
him  in  London. 

A  large  and  credible  tradition  assures  that  the  Poet  made, 
for  that  time,  frequent  journeys  between  London  and  Strat- 
ford, and  that  the  Crown  Inn  at  Oxford  was  his  usual  lodg- 
mg-place.  This  tavern  was  then  kept  by  John  Davenant, 
father  of  Sir  William.  Our  oldest  authority  in  the  matter 
is  Anthony  Wood,  who,  speaking  of  Sir  William  Davenant, 
has  the  following :  "  His  mother  was  a  very  beautiful  woman, 
of  a  good  wit  and  conversation,  in  which  she  was  imitated  by 
none  of  her  children  but  this  William.  The  father,  who  was 
a  very  grave  and  discreet  citizen,  yet  an  admirer  and  lover 
of  plays  and  play-makers,  especially  Shakespeare,  who  fre- 
quented his  house  in  his  journeys  between  Warwickshire  and 
London,  was  of  a  melancholic  disposition,  and  was  seldom 
or  never  seen  to  laugh,  in  which  he  was  imitated  by  none  of 
his  children  but  by  Robert  his  eldest  son,  afterwards  fellow 
of  St.  John's  College,  and  a  venerable  doctor  of  divinity." 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  cliii 

Sii  William  Davenant  was  horn  in  1600.  Audrey  repeats 
tlie  story  just  quoted,  and,  as  might  be  expected,  adds  some 
rather  significant  embellishments,  to  the  effect  that  Shake- 
Bpeare  was  believed  to  be  the  father  of  Sir  William,  and  that 
Sir  William  encouraged  this  belief,  as  preferring  the  credit 
of  such  a  descent  to  that  of  an  humbler  but  honest  pedigree. 
Oldys  gives  the  tale  with  yet  other  variations,  thus :  "  !f 
tradition  may  be  trusted,  Shakespeare  'often  baited  at  the 
Crown  Inn  or  Tavern  in  Oxford,  in  his  journeys  to  and  from 
London.  The  landlady  was  a  woman  of  great  beauty  and 
sprightly  wit,  and  her  husband,  Mr.  John  Davenant,  after- 
wards mayor  of  that  city,  a  grave  melancholy  man ;  who,  as 
well  as  his  wife,  used  much  to  delight  in  Shakespeare's 
pleasant  company.  Their  son,  young  Will  Davenant,  after- 
wards Sir  William,  was  then  a  little  school-boy  in  the  town, 
of  about  seven  or  eight  years  old,  and  so  fond  also  of  Shake- 
speare, that  whenever  he  heard  of  his  arrival  he  would  fly 
from  school  to  see  him.  One  day,  an  old  townsman,  ob- 
serving the  boy  running  homeward  almost  out  of  breath, 
asked  him  whither  he  was  posting  in  that  heat  and  hurry. 
He  answered,  to  see  his  God-father,  Shakespeare.  There's 
a  good  boy,  said  the  other ;  but  have  a  care  that  you  don't 
take  God's  name  in  vain.  This  story  Mr.  Pope  told  me  at 
the  Earl  of  Oxford's  table,  upon  occasion  of  some  discourse 
which  arose  about  Shakespeare's  monument  then  newly 
erected  in  Westminster  Abbey ;  and  he  quoted  Mr.  Better- 
ton  the  player  for  his  authority.  I  answered,  that  1  thought 
such  a  story  might  have  enriched  the  variety  of  those  choice 
Emits  of  observations  he  has  presented  us  in  his  preface  to 
the  edition  he  had  published  of  our  Poet's  works.  He  re- 
plied, there  might  be  in  the  garden  of  mankind  such  planta 
as  would  seem  to  pride  themselves  more  in  a  regular  pro- 
duction of  their  own  native  fruits,  than  in  having  the  repute 
of  bearing  a  richer  kind  by  grafting ;  and  this  was  the  rea- 
son he  omitted  it." 

Warton,  also,  tells  us  "  it  was  always  a  constant  tradition 


CllV  THE    LIFE    O*     SHAKESPEARt. 

in  Oxford,  that  Shakespeare  was  the  father  of  Davenant  the 
poet."  Nevertheless,  we  do  not  attach  any  credit  to  the 
story.  The  anecdote  is  often  met  with,  under  different  names, 
in  old  jest-books ;  and  the  probability  is,  that  in  this  case 
the  beauty  and  sprightliness  of  the  mother,  the  gravity  and 
discreetness  of  the  father,  and  the  pleasure  they  both  took 
in  the  Poet's  conversation,  caused  them  to  be  fixed  upon  for 
giving  the  tale  a  "  local  habitation  and  a  name."  3 

Hitherto,  ihr  Poet  has  been  overtaken  in  business  trans- 
actions rather  oftener  than  in  poeticaL  His  latter  years  fur- 
nish about  the  usual  proportion  of  similar  notices.  The 
Stratford  records  show  that  in  March,  1610,  he  instituted  a 
legal  process  against  John  Addenbrook  for  the  recovery  of 
a  small  debt  Return  being  made  that  Addenbrook  was 
not  to  be  found  within  the  borough,  Shakespeare,  in  June 
following,  proceeded  against  Thomas  Horneby,  who  had  be- 
come bail  for  him,  and  it  is  to  be  hoped  he  got  his  money. 

We  have  seen  that  in  May,  1602,  Shakespeare  purchased 
of  the  Combes  a  hundred  and  seven  acres  of  arable  land  in 
Old  Stratford.  In  the  spring  of  1611  a  fine  was  levied  on 
this  property,  and  it  thereby  appears  that  twenty  acres  of 
pasture  had  been  added  to  the  original  purchase.  At  what 
time  the  addition  was  made,  is  nowhere  stated.  The  fine 
states  the  purchase  money  as  £100,  which  Halliwell  thinks 
to  be  a  mere  legal  fiction. 

This  seems  a  proper  occasion  for  noticing  an  extempore 
epitaph  which  the  Poet  is  alleged  to  have  made  on  John 
Combe.  Rowe  states  the  occasion  of  these  satirical  verses, 
and  also  gives  a  copy  of  them,  as  they  had  come  down  to  him 
by  tradition.  As  the  whole  may  be  seen  in  our  Introduction, 

1  A  boy,  whose  mother  was  noted  to  be  one  not  overloden  with 
honesty,  went  to  seeke  his  godfather,  and.  enquiring  for  him,  quoth 
one  to  him,  who  is  thv  godfather?  The  boy  replied,  his  name  is 
goodman  Dig-land  the  gardiner.  Oh,  said  the  man.  if  he  be  thy 
godfather,  he  is  at  the  next  alehouse  ;  but  I  feare  thou  takest  God's 
name  in  vain.  —  Taylor's  Workes.  1630. 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARK.  cb 

it  need  :iot  be  repeated  here.  It  seems  but  right,  however, 
to  add  Aubrey's  version  of  the  matter,  which,  as  the  reader 
may  see,  differs  a  good  deal  from  Howe's,  and  differs  for  the 
worse:  "One  time,  as  Shakespeare  was  at  the  tavern  at 
Stratford,  one  Combes,  an  old  rich  usurer,  was  to  be  buried, 
he  makes  there  this  extemporary  epitaph : 

•Ten  in  the  hundred  the  devil  allows, 
But  Combes  will  have  twelve  he  swears  and  vows ; 
If  any  one  asks  who  lies  in  this  tomb, 
Ho!  quoth  the  devil,  'tis  my  John  a  Combe1.'" 

Here,  again,  it  appears  that  an  old  poor  conceit  has  been 
fathered  on  the  Poet ;  Mr.  Halliwell  having  shown  that  the 
sorry  stuff  recorded  by  Aubrey  and  Rowe  is  often  found, 
under  slightly-varied  forms,  in  epigrammatical  collections  of 
that  time.  Still  the  account  given  by  Aubrey  and  Rowe  is 
probably  so  far  right,  that  Shakespeare  did  make  some  verses 
on  Combe,  though  not  those  ascribed  to  him.  For  in  1634 
three  men,  who  describe  themselves  as  "  a  captain,  a  lieu- 
tenant, and  an  ancient,  all  three  of  the  military  company  in 
Norwich,"  took  a  journey  through  that  part  of  England, 
and  made  notes  of  what  they  saw :  the  manuscript  is  pre 
served  in  the  Lansdown  collection ;  and  among  the  things 
"  worth  observing "  which  they  saw  at  Stratford,  are  men- 
tioned "  a  neat  monument  of  that  famous  English  poet,  Mr. 
William  Shakespeare,  who  was  born  here ;  and  one  of  an  old 
gentleman,  a  bachelor,  Mr.  Combe,  upon  whose  name  the 
said  Poet  did  merrily  fan  up  some  witty  and  facetious  verses 
which  time  would  not  give  us  leave  to  sack  up."  We  have 
cause  to  regret  their  lack  of  time ;  though  not  so  much  that 
the  verses  which  Shakespeare  did  "fan  up"  might  have 
been  rescued  from  loss,  as  that  his  name  might  have  been 
rescued  from  those  which  he  did  not.  Mr.  Hunter  is  prob- 
ably right  in  supposing  that  the  Poet's  verses  on  the  old 
gentleman's  "name"  were  "in  the  punning  style  of  the 
times,  allusive  to  the  double  sense  of  the  word  Combe,  a» 
the  name  of  a  person,  and  also  of  a  certain  measure  of 


CM  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

corn,"  It  is  proper  to  add,  that  tradition  has  run  divert 
variations  on  the  matter  of  the  Combe  epitaph,  which  are 
too  stupid  to  be  worth  copying,  even  if  they  were  true.  Ac- 
cording to  one  of  these  variations,  the  Poet  wrote  a  second 
epitaph  on  John  Combe,  after  his  death,  in  which  he  tried  to 
make  amends  for  the  scurrility  of  the  first.  Another  vari- 
ation makes  him  to  have  written  an  epitaph  also  on  Thomas 
Combe,  and  this  still  more  scurrilous  than  the  former. 

Thomas  Combe  was  the  nephew  of  John ;  and  it  is  worth 
rioting  that  in  both  cases  the  satire  is  said  to  have  stung  the 
men  so  severely  that  they  never  forgave  it.  So  that  the 
whole  scandal  is  sufficiently  disposed  of  by  the  fact  that 
John  Combe,  at  bis  death,  in  1614,  left  a  legacy  of  £5  "to 
Mr.  William  Shakespeare ; "  and  that  when  the  latter  died 
he  bequeathed  to  Mr.  Thomas  Combe  his  sword  ;  which 
shows  them  to  have  died,  as  they  had  doubtless  lived,  on 
friendly  terms.  As  to  the  rest,  John  Combe  appears  by  his 
will,  which  is  printed  at  length  by  Halliwell,  to  have  been  a 
very  upright  and  fair  man :  his  wealth  was  indeed  pretty 
large ;  but  he  left  to  the  poor  of  Stratford  £20,  to  those  of 
Warwick  £5,  and  to  those  of  Alcester  £5 ;  besides  £100  to 
be  held  in  trust,  and  lent  out  on  a  small  interest,  which  was 
also  for  "  the  use  of  the  alms  folks,"  to  "  fifteen  poor  or 
young  tradesmen,  occupiers,  or  handicraftsmen  dwelling 
within  the  borough  of  Stratford."  He  also  made  provision 
for  "  a  convenient  tomb,  of  the  value  of  three-score  pounds." 
The  monument  still  remains,  and  on  it  are  inscribed  his  ben- 
efactions, which,  though  well-guarded,  as  they  ought  to  be, 
were  decidedly  handsome,  not  to  say  generous.  His  res- 
idence was  close  by  New  Place,  and  there  is  no  cause  why 
his  name  should  be  coupled  with  the  Poet's  but  in  terms  of 
respect. 

About  the  time  we  are  now  upon,  the  Stratford  people 
seem  to  have  been  a  good  deal  interested  in  "  a  bill  in  Par- 
liament for  the  better  repair  of  the  highways,  and  amending 
divers  defects  in  the  statutes  already  made : "  funds  wore 


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14  collected  towards  the  charge  of  prosecuting  the  bill ; "  and 
"  Mr.  William  Shakespeare "  is  one  of  the  names  found  in 
a  list  of  donations  for  that  purpose,  dated  "  Wednesday  the 
llth  of  September,  1611." 

The  probability  is  that  after  this  time  Shakespeare  sa\» 
hut  little  of  the  metropolis.  Howe  tells  us  "  the  latter  part 
of  liis  life  was  spent,  as  all  men  of  sense  will  wish  theirs  may 
be,  in  ease,  retirement,  and  the  conversation  of  his  friends." 
Still  he  was,  like  other  men,  not  without  his  vexations.  The 
exact  date  does  not  appear,  but  about  the  end  of  1612  he 
was  involved  in  a  chancery  suit  respecting  the  tithes  he  had 
bought  in  1605.  The  plaintiffs  in  the  case  are  described  as 
"  Richard  Lane,  of  Alveston,  Esquire,  Thomas  Greene,  of 
Stratford-upon-Avon,  Esquire,  and  William  Shakespeare,  of 
Stratford-upon-Avon,  gentleman."  It  seems  that  there  was 
a  reserved  rent  on  the  lease  of  the  tithes,  and  that,  some  of 
the  lessees  refusing  to  pay  their  shares  of  this  rent,  a  greater 
proportion  than  was  right  fell  upon  Lane,  Greene,  and  ShaKe- 
speare ;  who  thereupon  filed  a  bill  before  Lord  Chancellor 
Ellesmere,  that  the  other  lessees  might  be  compelled  to  due 
payment.  The  issue  of  the  suit  is  not  known  ;  but  the  draft 
of  the  bill  is  valuable  as  showing  the  Poet's  exact  income 
from  the  tithes :  it  was  £60  a  year. 

The  last  pecuniary  transaction  of  his  that  has  come  to 
light  was  the  purchase  of  a  house  with  a  small  piece  of 
ground  attached  to  it,  in  the  neighbourhood  of  the  Black- 
friars  theatre.  The  indenture  of  conveyance,  preserved  in 
the  archives  of  the  London  corporation,  describes  the  prop- 
erty as  "  abutting  upon  a  street  leading  down  to  Puddle- 
wharf  on  the  east  part,  right  against  the  King's  Majesty's 
Waidrobe,"  and  the  vendor  as  "  Henry  Walker,  citizen  and 
minstrel,  of  London."  It  is  dated  March  10th,  1613,  and 
bears  the  Poet's  signature,  which  shows  that  he  was  in  Lon- 
don at  the  time.  The  purchase-money  was  £  14o,  of  which 
£80  were  paid  down,  and  the  premises  mortgaged  for  the 
remainder,  the  mortgage  tc  run  till  the  29th  of  Septembei 


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following.  Why  the  purchase  was  made,  does  not  appear , 
but,  as  John  Heminge,  William  Johnson,  and  John  Jackson 
were  parties  to  the  transaction,  Mr.  Collier  aptly  conjectures 
that  the  Poet  advanced  the  £80  to  them,  expecting  they 
would  refund  it  before  the  expiration  of  the  mortgage  ;  but 
as  they  did  not  do  so,  he  paid  the  other  £60,  and  the  prop- 
erty remained  his. 

On  the  29th  of  June,  the  same  year,  the  Globe  theatre 
was  burnt  down,  and  certain  contemporary  notices  of  the 
event,  which  are  quoted  in  our  Introduction  to  the  play,  as- 
certain that  King  Henry  V1LL  was  in  performance  at  the 
time.  As  the  conflagration  was  very  rapid,  giving  the  peo- 
ple barely  time  to  save  themselves,  it  is  likely  that  many  of 
the  Poet's  manuscripts  perished,  and  perhaps  some,  of  which 
no  copies  were  left.  The  theatre  was  soon  rebuilt,  and,  as 
Stowe  informs  us,  "  at  the  great  charge  of  King  James,  and 
many  noblemen  and  others."  The  Poet  is  not  traced  aa 
having  any  thing  to  do  with  the  rebuilding  of  the  establish- 
ment ;  but,  if  he  suffered  no  loss  himself,  we  may  be  sure 
that  he  took  a  lively  interest  in  the  losses  of  his  fellows,  and 
was  forward  to  lend  them  a  helping  hand. 

The  summer  following,  he  had  a  narrow  escape  from  a 
similar  calamity  at  home.  On  the  9th  of  July,  1614,  Strat- 
ford was  devastated  by  fire,  to  such  an  extent  that  the  peo- 
pie  made  an  appeal  to  the  nation  ior  relief.  At  the  instance 
of  various  gentlemen  of  the  neighbourhood,  the  King  issued 
a  brief  in  May,  1615,  authorizing  collections  to  be  made  in 
the  churches  for  the  rebuilding  of  the  town,  and  alleging 
that  fifty-four  dwelling-houses  had  been  destroyed,  besides 
much  other  property,  amounting  in  all  to  upwards  of  £8000. 
The  result  of  the  appeal  is  not  known ;  nor  is  it  known  whai 
aifluence  the  Poet  may  have  used  towards  procuring  the 
royal  brief.  With  such  friends  as  Southampton  and  Pem- 
broke among  the  nobility,  added  to  his  own  high  position, 
he  could  not  want  means  of  acting  with  effect  on  the  Court, 
and  probably  with  the  more  effect,  for  being  himself  not 
seen. 


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The  fall  of  1614  finds  Shakespeare  in  London  using  his 
influence  effectually  in  the  cause  of  his  fellow-citizens.  It 
seems  that  several  persons  had  set  on  foot  a  project  for  in- 
closing certain  commons  near  Stratford,  which  the  public 
vere  interested  to  keep  open.  The  Pout  had  private  rea- 
sons, also,  for  bestirring  himself  in  the  matter,  as  the  pro- 
jected inclosure  was  likely  to  affect  his  interest  in  the  leas« 
of  the  tithes.  A  legal  instrument,  dated  October  28th, 
1614,  is  extant,  whereby  William  Replingham  binds  him- 
self to  indemnify  William  Shakespeare  and  Thomas  Greene 
for  any  loss  which  they,  in  the  judgment  of  certain  referees, 
may  sustain  in  respect  of  the  yearly  value  of  the  tithes  they 
jointly  or  severally  hold,  "  by  reason  of  any  enclosure  or  de- 
cay of  tillage  there  meant  or  intended." 

A  few  days  after,  Greene  is  found  in  London  moving  in 
the  business  as  clerk  of  the  Stratford  corporation.  In  some 
notes  of  his  made  at  the  time,  we  have  the  following,  dated 
November  17th,  1614 :  "  My  cousin  Shakespeare  coming  yes- 
terday to  town,  I  went  to  see  him,  how  he  did.  He  told  me 
that  they  assured  him  they  meant  to  inclose  no  further  than 
to  Gospel-bush,  and  so  up  straight  (leaving  out  part  of  the 
dingles  to  the  field)  to  the  gate  in  Clopton  hedge,  and  take 
in  Salisbury's  piece ;  and  that  they  mean  in  April  to  survey 
the  land,  and  then  to  give  satisfaction,  and  not  before ;  and 
he  and  Mr.  Hall  say  they  think  there  will  be  nothing  don? 
at  all." 

Greene  returned  to  Stratford  soon  after,  and  his  notes, 
which  he  continued  to  make,  inform  us  that  the  corporation 
had  a  meeting  on  the  23d  of  December,  and  sent  letters  to 
Shakespeare  and  Mainwaring  :  "  Letters  written,  one  to  Mr. 
Mainwaring,  another  to  Mr.  Shakespeare,  with  almost  all 
the  company's  hands  to  either.  I  also  writ  myself  to  my 
cousin  Shakespeare  the  copies  of  all  our  acts,  and  then  also 
a  note  of  the  inconveniences  that  would  happen  by  tne  in- 
closure."  The  letters  to  Shakespeare  are  lost :  in  that  to 
Mainwaring,  which  is  preserved,  the  corporation  urged  ir 


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stiong  terms  the  damage  Stratford  would  suffer  by  tnu  pro- 
jected inclosure,  and  also  the  heavy  loss  the  people  had  late- 
ly sustained  by  fire.  Mr.  Arthur  Mainwaring  was  a  person 
in  the  domestic  service  of  Lord  Chancellor  Ellesmere,  which 
explains  why  he  was  written  to  in  the  matter.  It  is  pretty 
clear  from  these  slight  notices,  that  the  corporation  left  the 
care  of  their  interests  very  much  to  Shakespeare,  who  had 
approved  himself  a  good  hand  at  bringing  things  to  pass  in 
actual  life,  as  well  as  in  ideal.  The  result  was,  an  order 
from  Court  not  only  forbidding  the  inclosure  to  proceed,  but 
peremptorily  commanding  that  some  steps  already  taken 
should  be  forthwith  retraced. 

This  Thomas  Greene  was  an  attorney  of  Stratford.  The 
origin  and  degree  of  his  relationship  to  the  Poet  are  not 
known.  The  parish  register  of  Stratford  records  the  burial 
of  "  Thomas  Greene,  alias  Shakespeare,"  on  the  6th  of 
March,  1590.  Probably  enough,  the  attorney  of  1614  may 
have  been  his  son ;  and  the  relationship  between  the  two 
families  may  furnish  the  true  key  to  that  remarkable  ac- 
quaintance which  the  Poet  shows  with  the  mysteries  of  the 
Jaw. 

Of  this  wonderful  being,  in  whom  all  sorts  of  men  botn 
actual  and  possible  seem  to  have  been  mysteriously  wrapped 
up,  nothing  further  is  known  till  his  death.  As  evidence 
how  early  began  that  profound  homage  to  his  genius,  which 
was  to  follow  him  as  one  who  "  was  not  of  an  age,  but  for 
all  time,"  we  may  worthily  quote  some  verses  of  a  poem 
that  first  appeared  in  1614,  entitled  The  Ghost  of  Kicnard 
the  Third: 

"  To  him  that  imp'd  my  fame  with  Clio's  quill ; 
Whose  magic  rais'd  me  from  Oblivion's  den ; 
That  writ  my  story  on  the  Muses'  hill, 
And  with  my  actions  dignified  his  pen  ; 
He  that  from  Helicon  sends  many  a  rill, 
Whose  neclar'd  veins  are  drunk  by  thirsty  men 
Crown'd  be  his  style  with  fame,  his  head  with  bayes, 
And  none  detract,  but  gratulate  his  praise 


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"  Ifct,  if  his  scenes  have  not  engross'd  all  grace 
The  much-fam'd  action  could  extend  on  stage  ; 
If  Time  to  Memory  have  left  a  place 
For  me  to  fill,  t'inform  this  ignorant  age  ; 
To  that  intent  I  show  my  horrid  face, 
Impress'd  with  fear  and  characters  of  rage: 
Nor  wits  nor  chronicles  could  e'er  contain 
The  hell-deep  reaches  of  my  soundless  brain." 

The  poem  is  divided  into  three  parts,  severally  entitled  Tbfc 
Character,  The  Legend,  and  The  Tragedy ;  and  these  stan- 
zas, wherein  Richard  is  of  course  represented  as  telling  hie 
own  story,  are  at  the  opening  of  the  second  part.  The  au- 
thor gives  only  his  initials,  C.  B.,  which  are  commonly 
thought  to  stand  for  Charles  Best ;  though  the  poem  is  much 
better  than  any  thing  else  that  came  from  Best.  Be  that  as 
it  may,  C.  B.  was  certainly  an  author  highly  distinguished  in 
his  time,  as  appears  by  the  commendatory  poems  upon  him 
from  such  hands  as  Jonson,  Chapman,  Browne,  and  Wither. 
Tradition  makes  the  Poet  to  have  been  something  of  an 
epitaph-writer  in  his  latter  years.  Several  specimens  in  thia 
line  are  attributed  to  him,  and  one  of  them  stands  on  such 
testimony  that  we  cannot  well  refuse  it.  This  is  an  epitaph 
on  the  tomb  of  Sir  Thomas  Stanley,  in  Tonge  church,  who 
died  in  1576.  Dugdale,  in  his  collection  of  monumental 
inscriptions  for  the  county  of  Salop,  taken  in  1663,  gives  a 
copy  of  it,  and  states  that  "  the  following  verses  were  made 
by  William  Shakespeare,  the  late  famous  tragedian : " 

'WRITTEN    CPON    THE    EAST    END    OF    THE    TOMB. 

'  Ask  who  lies  here,  but  do  not  weep ; 
He  is  not  dead,  he  doth  but  sleep : 
This  stony  register  is  for  his  bones ; 
His  fame  is  more  perpetual  than  these  stones  ; 
And  his  own  goodness,  with  himself  being  gone, 
Shall  live  when  earthly  monument  is  none.' 

"WRITTEN    ON    THE    WEST    END    THEREOF 

'  Not  monumental  stone  preserves  our  fame, 
Nor  sky-aspiring  pyramids  our  name. 


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Tiie  memory  of  him  for  whom  this  o-»nds 
Shall  outlive  marble  and  defacers'  hands  . 
When  all  to  time's  consumption  shall  he  given, 
Stanley,  for  whom  this  stands,  shall  stand  in  heaven  '  " 

We  cannot  say  that  we  think  these  lines  not  unworthy  of  the 
Poet :  we  would  gladly  have  omitted  them  as  spurious,  but 
that  the  authority  seems  too  strong  to  be  so  dealt  with.  But 
because  Shakespeare  could  write  Hamlet,  it  does  not  there- 
fore follow  that  he  could  achieve  any  thing  very  superb  when 
his  faculties  were  "  cribb'd  and  cabin'd  in "  between  the 
terms  of  an  epitaph.  As  for  the  others,  they  are  still  less 
worthy  of  him,  and,  besides,  have  no  such  authority  to  force 
their  reception. 

When,  or  to  whom,  the  Poet  parted  with  his  theatrical 
interests,  we  have  no  knowledge :  that  he  did  part  with  them, 
may  be  probably,  though  not  necessarily,  concluded  from  his 
not  mentioning  them  in  his  will ;  and,  from  the  large  pro- 
ductiveness of  such  investments  at  that  time,  he  would  of 
course  have  no  difficulty  in  finding  purchasers  enough.  We 
have  given  Mr.  Collier's  estimate  of  his  probable  income  af- 
ter retiring  from  the  stage :  it  appears  certainly  low  enough. 
This  brings  us  to  the  passage  promised  some  pages  back 
from  Ward's  Diary.  A  note  at  the  end  of  the  volume 
informs  us  that  "  this  book  was  begun  February  14,  1661, 
and  finished  April  25,  1663,  at  Mr.  Brooks'  house  in  Strat- 
ford-upon-Avon."  The  passage  in  question  is  as  follows : 

"Shakespeare  had  but  two  daughters,  one  whereof  Mr. 
Hall,  the  physician,  married,  and  by  her  had  one  daughter, 
to  wit,  the  Lady  Barnard  of  Abingdon.  —  I  have  heard  that 
Mr.  Shakespeare  was  a  natural  wit,  without  any  art  at  all 
He  frequented  the  plays  all  his  younger  time,  but  in  his 
elder  days  hVd  at  Stratford,  and  supplied  the  stage  with  two 
plays  every  year ;  and  for  that  had  an  allowance  so  large, 
that  he  spent  at  the  rate  of  £1000  a  year,  as  I  have  heard. 
—  Shakespeare,  Drayton,  and  Ben  Jonson  had  a  merry 
meeting,  and,  it  seems,  drank  too  hard ;  for  Shakespeare 


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died  of  a  fever  there  contracted. — Remember  to  peruse 
Shakespeare's  plays,  and  be  versed  in  them,  that  I  may  not 
be  ignorant  in  that  matter." 

The  only  point  in  this,  to  be  noticed  now,  is  the  Poet's 
alleged  expenditure.  The  honest  and  cautious  vicar  did 
well,  to  add  to  his  statement  "  as  I  have  heard."  That 
Shakespeare  kept  up  a  liberal,  not  to  say  sumptuous,  estab- 
lishment, and  was  fond  of  entertaining  his  neighbours,  and 
still  more  his  old  associates,  after  a  generous  fashion,  we  can 
well  believe.  But  that  he  had  £1000  a  year  to  spend,  or 
would  have  spent  it  if  he  had,  is  not  credible.  Such  a  sum 
at  that  time  would  have  gone  as  far,  practically,  as  the  sal- 
ary of  our  American  President  can  go  now ! 

A  few  particulars  respecting  the  Poet's  family  will  bring 
us  to  the  closing  passage  of  bis  life.  We  have  already  seen 
that  his  father  died  in  September,  1601,  and  his  mother  just 
about  seven  years  after.  There  seems  little  room  for  doubt, 
that  their  latter  years  were  passed  under  his  roof.  Joan,  his 
only  surviving  sister,  born  in  April,  1569,  was  married  to 
William  Hart,  of  Stratford,  a  hatter.  The  marriage  prob- 
ably took  place  out  of  Stratford,  as  there  is  no  note  of  it  in 
the  register.  Their  first  child  was  christened  William,  Au- 
gust 28th,  1600.  Three  other  children,  Mary,  Thomas,  and 
Michael,  were  born  to  them,  respectively,  in  1603,  1605,  and 
1608.  Mary  Hart  died  in  December,  1607,  and  her  father 
was  buried  April  17th,  16 16,  a  few  days  before  the  Poet.  The 
three  surviving  children  were  kindly  remembered  in  their 
uncle's  will,  as  was  also  their  mother. 

V^e  have  seen  that  Gilbert  lived  at  Stratford,  and  appears 
to  lif.ve  taken  some  charge  of  the  Poet's  home  affairs.  It 
is  Lot  known  whether  he  were  married ;  but  the  Stratford 
register  enters  the  burial,  February  3d,  1612,  of  "Gilbert 
Shakespeare,  adolescens ; "  who  may  have  been  his  son. 
We  have  noticed  elsewhere  a  tradition  of  one  of  the  Poet's 
brothers  having  lived  to  a  great  age.  If  the  tradition  be 
true,  it  must,  as  will  presently  appear,  refer  lo  Gilbert,  who 


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was  born  in  1566.  Richard,  the  iiext  brother,  born  in  1574, 
was  hurled  at  Stratford  February  4th,  1613.  Nothing  further 
i»  neard  of  him.  It  is  tolerably  certain  that  Edmund,  the 
youngest  brother,  born  in  1580,  became  a  player.  The  re- 
gister of  St.  Saviour's  parish,  in  which  the  Globe  theatre 
Btood,  records  the  burial  of  "  Edmund  Shakespeare,  a  play- 
er," on  the  31st  of  December,  1607.  In  the  low  estate  of 
his  father's  affairs,  he  had  most  likely  followed  his  brother's 
fortune.  Nothing  more  is  known  of  him.  —  On  the  16th 
of  October,  1608,  a  little  more  than  a  month  after  the  death 
of  his  mother,  the  Poet  stood  sponsor  at  the  christening,  in 
Stratford,  of  a  boy  named  William  Walker,  who  is  also  re- 
membered in  his  will. 

On  the  5th  of  June,  1607,  the  Poet's  eldest  daughter, 
Susanna,  then  in  her  twenty-fifth  year,  was  married  to  Mr. 
John  Hall,  of  Stratford,  styled  "  gentleman  "  in  the  register, 
but  afterwards  a  practising  physician  of  good  standing.  The 
February  following,  Shakespeare  became  a  grandfather ; 
Elizabeth,  the  first  and  only  child  of  John  and  Susanna  Hall, 
being  baptized  on  the  17th  of  that  month.  It  is  supposed, 
and  apparently  with  good  reason,  that  Dr.  Hall  and  his  wife 
lived  hi  the  same  house  with  the  Poet ;  she  was  evidently 
deep  in  her  father's  heart ;  she  is  said  to  have  had  some- 
tiling  of  his  genius  and  temper  ;  the  house  was  large  enough 
for  them  all ;  nor  are  there  wanting,  as  will  be  seen  hereaf- 
ter, signs  of  entire  affection  between  Mrs.  Hall  and  her 
mother.  Add  to  all  this  the  Poet's  manifest  fondness  for 
children,  and  his  gentle  and  affable  disposition,  and  we  have 
tne  elements  of  a  happy  family  and  a  cheerful  hon  e  "icL 
as  might  well  render  a  good-natured  man  impatient  of  the 
stage.  Of  the  moral  and  religious  spirit  and  tenour  of  do- 
mestic  life  at  New  Place,  we  are  not  allowed  to  know :  at  a 
later  period,  the  Shakespeares  seem  to  have  been  not  a  lit 
tie  distinguished  for  works  of  piety  and  charity.  The  cham- 
berlain's accounts  show  the  curious  entry,  in  1614,  of  Is.  8cL 
"  for  one  quart  of  sack  and  one  quart  of  claret  wine,  given 


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to  a  preacher  at  the  New  Place."  The  worshipful  corpora- 
tion of  Stratford  seem  to  have  been  at  this  time  rather  ad- 
dicted to  puritanism,  as  they  could  not  endure  plays  within 
their  jurisdiction : 4  why  they  should  thus  have  volunteered 
a  part  towards  entertaining  the  preacher,  if  he  were  not 
minded  like  them,  and  why  they  should  have  suffered  him 
to  put  up  at  New  Place,  if  he  were,  are  matters  about  which 
we  can  only  speculate. 

On  the  10th  of  February,  1616,  Shakespeare  saw  hit. 
youngest  daughter,  Judith,  mairied  to  Thomas  Quiney,  of 
Stratford,  a  vintner  and  wine-merchant.  He  was  a  son  of  the 
Richard  Quiney  who  requested  from  the  Poet  a  loan  of  £30 
in  1598,  and  who  died  in  May,  1602,  being  at  that  time 
high  bailiff  of  Stratford.  From  the  way  Shakespeare  men- 
tions his  daughter's  marriage-portion  in  his  will,  it  is  evident 
that  he  gave  his  sanction  to  the  match.  Which  may  be 
cited  as  arguing  that  he  had  not  himself  experienced  any 
such  evils,  as  some  have  been  fond  of  alleging,  from  the  wo- 
man being  older  than  the  man  ;  for  his  daughter  had  four 
years  the  start  of  her  husband ;  she  being  at  the  time  of  her 
marriage  thirty-one,  and  he  twenty-seven, 

Shakespeare  was  now  in  the  meridian  of  life.  There  was 
no  special  cause  that  we  know  of,  why  he  might  not  have 
lived  many  years  longer.  It  were  vain  to  conjecture  what 
he  might  have  done,  had  more  years  been  given  him :  pos- 
sibly, instead  of  augmenting  his  legacy  to  us,  he  might  have 

4  We  have  seen,  in  Chapter  ii.,  note  2,  that  the  corporation  be- 
gan tc  bear  down  hard  upon  such  naughtiness  in  1602.  In  1612, 
they  made  a  more  stringent  order,  as  follows  :  "  The  inconvenience 
of  plaies  beinge  verie  seriouslie  considered  of,  with  the  unlawful!- 
nes,  and  how  contrarie  the  sufferance  of  them  is  againste  the  or- 
ders hearetofore  made,  and  againste  the  examples  of  other  well- 
governed  citties  and  burrowes,  the  companie  heare  are  contented, 
and  theie  conclude,  that  the  penaltie  of  x.  *.,  imposed  in  Mr.  Ba- 
kers yeare  for  breakinge  the  order,  shall  from  henceforth  be  x.  li. 
upon  the  breakers  of  that  order  ;  and  this  to  hold  untill  the  nexte 
commen  councell,  and  from  thenceforth  for  ever,  excepted  that  it 
be  then  finalli  revoked  and  made  voide." 


ClXVl  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

recalled  and  suppressed  more  or  less  of  what  he  had  already 
written  as  our  inheritance.  For  the  last  two  or  three  years, 
he  seems  to  have  left  his  pen  unused ;  as  if,  his  own  ends 
once  achieved,  he  set  no  value  on  that  mighty  sceptre  with 
which  he  since  rules  so  large  a  portion  of  mankind.  That 
the  motives  and  ambitions  of  authorship  had  little  to  do  in 
the.  generation  of  his  works,  is  evident  from  the  serene  care- 
lessness with  which  he  left  them  to  shift  for  themselves) 
tossing  those  wonderful  treasures  from  him,  as  if  he  thought 
them  good  for  nothing  but  to  serve  the  hour.  Still,  to  UP 
in  our  ignorance,  his  life  cannot  but  seem  too  short.  For 
aught  we  know,  Providence  in  its  wisdom  may  have  thought 
best  not  to  allow  the  example  of  a  man  so  gifted  living  to 
himself. 

Be  that  as  it  may,  WILLIAM  SHAKESPEARE  departed  this 
life  on  the  23d  of  April,  1616. 

Two  days  after,  so  much  of  him  as  could  die  was  buried 
beneath  the  chancel  of  Stratford  church.  His  burial  took 
place  on  the  day  before  the  anniversary  of  his  baptism  ;  and 
it  has  been  commonly  believed  that  his  death  fell  on  the 
anniversary  of  his  birth.  If  so,  he  had  just  entered  his 
fifty-third  year ;  but  there  is  no  good  authority  for  the  be- 
lief, save  the  then  usual  custom  of  baptizing  three  days  after 
the  birth. 

As  to  the  immediate  cause  or  occasion  of  the  Poet's  death, 
we  have  no  information  beyond  what  has  been  quoted  from 
Ward.  Stratford  seems  to  have  been  rather  noted  in  those 
days  for  bad  drainage.  Garrick  tells  us  that  even  in  his 
time  it  was  "  the  most  dirty,  unseemly,  ill-paved,  wretched 
looking  town  in  all  Britain."  Epidemics  were  frequent  there 
in  the  Poet's  time ;  and  not  long  after  his  death  we  hear, 
from  Dr.  Hall,  of  "  the  new  fever,"  which  "  invaded  many  r 
of  the  Stratford  people :  he  also  mentions,  though  without 
stating  the  time,  his  having  cured  Michael  Drayton,  "  an 
excellent  poet,"  of  a  tertian  ague.  Perhaps  Drayton  was 
on  a  visit  to  his  friend  Shakespeare  at  the  time ;  but,  as  he 


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also  was  a  Warwickshire  man,  this  cannot  be  inferred  with 
certainty.  The  Poet's  will  was  first  dated  the  25th  of  Jan- 
uary, 1616,  but  afterward  March  was  substituted  for  Jan- 
uary. It  appears  also  that  his  will  must  have  been  drawn 
up  before  the  marriage  of  his  daughter  Judith,  as  he  speak  s 
of  her  only  by  her  maiden  name.  It  seems  not  unlikely 
that,  being  in  January  doubtfully  ill,  he  may  have  prepared 
the  document ;  then,  finding  himself  getting  better,  he  may 
have  over-indulged  in  some  festivity  with  his  friends,  "which 
brought  on  a  fatal  relapse.  The  Poet,  it  is  true,  begins  his 
will  by  stating  that  he  makes  it  "  in  perfect  health  and  mem- 
ory :  "  this  may  have  been  mere  matter  of  form,  or  such  may 
have  been  really  the  case  at  the  time  of  writing.  But  it 
would  seem  to  have  been  far  otherwise  at  the  time  of  tne 
execution  ;  for  several  good  judges  have  remarked  that  the 
Poet's  signatures,  of  which  there  are  three,  in  as  many  dif- 
ferent places  of  the  will,  appear  written  with  an  infirm  and 
unsteady  hand,  as  if  his  energies  were  shattered  by  disease 

During  his  sickness,  the  Poet  was  most  likely  attended  by 
his  son-in-law.  Dr.  Hall  was  evidently  a  man  of  consider- 
able science  and  skill  in  his  profession.  This  appears  from 
certain  memoranda  which  he  left,  of  cases  that  occurred  in 
his  practice.  The  notes  were  written  m  Latin,  but  were 
translated  from  his  manuscript,  and  published  by  Jonas 
Cooke  in  1657,  with  the  title  of  "  Select  Observations  on 
English  Bodies."  As  Dr.  Hall  did  not  begin  to  make  notes 
of  his  practice  till  1617,  he  furnishes  no  information  touch- 
ing the  Poet. 

A  copy  of  the  will,  as  it  has  been  given  with  great  care  by 
Mr.  Halliwell  from  the  original,  may  be  found  at  the  end  of 
this  Chapter ;  so  that  there  is  no  need  of  presenting  any 
analysis  of  its  contents  here.  One  item,  however,  must  not 
pass  unnoticed :  "  I  give  unto  my  wife  the  second  best  bed, 
with  the  furniture."  As  this  is  the  only  mention  made  of 
aer,  the  circumstance  was  for  a  long  time  regarded  as  be- 
traying a  strange  indifference,  or  something  worse,  on  the 


THE    LIFE    OF     SHAKESPEARE. 

testator's  part  towards  his  wife.  And  on  this  has  hung  the 
main  argument  that  the  union  was  not  a  happy  one.  We 
owe  to  Mr.  Knight  an  explanation  of  the  matter ;  which  i? 
so  simple  and  decisive,  that  we  can  only  wonder  it  was  not 
hit  upon  before.  Shakespeare's  property  was  mostly  free- 
hold ;  and  in  all  this  the  widow  had  what  is  called  right  of 
dower  fully  secured  to  her  by  the  ordinary  operation  of  Eng- 
lish law.  As  for  "  the  second  best  bed,"  it  was  doubtless 
the  very  thing  which  a  loving  and  beloved  wife  would  be 
sure  to  prize  above  any  other  article  of  furniture  in  the  e* 
tablishment. 

In  some  verses  by  Leonard  Digges,  prefixed  to  the  folio 
of  1623,  allusion  is  made  to  Shakespeare's  "  Stratford  mon 
ument ; "  which  shows  that  the  monument  had  been  placed 
in  the  church  before  that  date.  It  represents  the  Poet  with 
a  cushion  before  him,  a  pen  in  his  right  hand,  and  his  left 
resting  on  a  scroll.  "  The  bust,"  says  Wivell,  "  is  fixed  un- 
der an  arch,  between  tAvo  Corinthian  columns  of  black  mar- 
ble, with  gilded  bases  and  capitals,  supporting  the  entabla 
ture  ;  above  which,  and  surmounted  by  a  death's-head,  are 
carved  his  arms ;  on  each  side  is  a  small  figure  in  a  sitting 
posture  ;  one  holding  in  his  left  hand  a  spade,  and  the  other, 
whose  eyes  are  closed,  with  an  inverted  torch  in  his  left 
hand,  the  right  resting  upon  a  skull,  as  symbols  of  mortality." 
As  originally  coloured,  the  eyes  were  a  light  hazel,  the  hair 
auburn,  the  dress  a  scarlet  doublet,  and  a  loose  black  gown 
without  sleeves  thrown  over  it.  In  1748,  the  colours  were 
carefully  restored ;  but  in  1793,  Malone,  with  strange  taste, 
had  the  whole  painted  white  by  a  common  house-painter. 
Dugdale  informs  us  that  the  monument  was  the  work  of 
Gerard  Johnson,  an  eminent  sculptor  of  that  period.  It 
was  doubtless  done  at  the  instance  and  cost  of  Dr.  Hal] 
and  his  wife.  A  tablet  below  the  bust  has  the  following  in 
ecription : 

"Judicio  P3'lum.  genio  Socratem,  arte  Maronem, 
Terra  tegit,  populus  maeret,  Olympus  habet. 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

Slay,  Passenger,  why  goest  thou  by  so  fast  ? 
Read,  if  thou  canst,  whom  envious  Death  hath  plac'd 
Within  this  monument  :  Shakespeare,  with  whom 
Quick  nature  died  ;  whose  name  Holh  deck  this  Tomb 
Far  more  than  cost ;  sith  all  that  he  hath  writ 
Leaves  living  Art  but  page  to  serve  his  wit. 

"  Obiit  Anno  Domini  1616, 
./Etatis  53,  die  23  April." 

As  to  the  lines  which  tradition  ascribes  to  the  Poet  as 
written  for  his  own  tomb-stone,  there  is  very  little  likelihood 
that  he  had  any  thing  to  do  with  them.  The  earliest  that  we 
hear  of  them  is  in  the  letter,  quoted  in  Chapter  ii.,  note  14, 
written  by  Dowdall  in  1693:  "Near  the  wall  where  his 
monument  is  erected  lieth  a  plain  freestone,  underneath 
which  his  body  is  buried,  with  this  epitaph,  made  by  himself 
a  little  before  his  death : 

'  Good  friend,  for  Jesus'  sake  forbear 
To  dig  the  dust  inclosed  here  : 
Blest  be  the  man  that  spares  these  stones, 
And  curs'd  he  he  that  moves  my  bones ! '  " 

The  writer  adds,  —  "  Not  one,  for  fear  of  the  curse  aboye- 
said,  dare  touch  his  grave-stone,  though  his  wife  and 
daughters  did  earnestly  desire  to  be  laid  in  the  same  grave 
with  him."  Such  is  indeed  the  inscription  on  a  flat  stone 
covering  the  spot  where  the  Poet's  remains  are  supposed  to 
lie  ;  but  there  is  no  name,  nor  any  thing  whatever  to  iden- 
tify the  lines  as  written  either  by  Shakespeare  or  for  him. 

The  mortal  remains  of  Anne  Shakespeare  were  laid  be- 
side those  of  her  husband,  August  8th,  1623.  A  worthy 
memorial  covers  the  spot,  whereon  we  trace  the  fitting  lan- 
guage of  a  daughter's  love,  paying  a  warm  tribute  to  the 
religious  character  of  her  who  was  gone,  and  clearly  infer- 
ring that  she  had  "  as  much  of  virtue  as  could  die."  It  ifi 
a  brass  plate  set  in  a  stone  and  inscribed  as  follows : 

"  Here  lieth  interred  the  body  of  Anne,  wife  of  William 
Shakespeare,  who  departed  this  life  the  6th  day  of  August 
1623,  being  of  the  age  of  67  years. 


C.ZX  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

"Ubera  tu,  mater,  tu  lac,  vitamque  dedis;;, 
Vse  mihi !   pro  tanto  munere  saxa  dabo. 
Quam  mallem  amoveat  lapidetn  bonus  angel'  ore, 
Exeat  ut  Christ!  corpus  imago  tua : 
Sed  nil  vota  valent ;  venias  cito,  Christe,  resurget 
Clausa  licet  tumnlo  mater,  el  astra  petit." 

Another  precious  inscription  in  the  chancel  of  Stratford 
church  was  partly  erased  many  years  ago  to  make  room  for 
one  to  Richard  Watts,  who  died  in  1707.  Fortunately  the 
lines  had  been  preserved  by  Dugdale.  Through  the  taste 
and  liberality  of  the  Rev.  W.  Harness,  the  original  inscrip- 
tion has  been  recently  restored,  thus : 

"Here  lieth  the  body  of  Susanna,  Wife  to  John  Hall, 
Gent.,  the  daughter  of  William  Shakespeare,  Gent.  She 
deceased  the  1 1th  of  July,  Anno  1649,  aged  66. 

'  Witty  abo/e  her  sex.  but  that's  not  all ; 
Wise  to  salvation  was  good  Mistress  Hall : 
Something  of  Shakespeare  was  in  that,  but  this 
Wholly  of  Him  with  whom  she's  now  in  bliss. 

"  Then,  passenger,  hast  ne'er  a  tear 
To  weep  with  her  that  wept  for  all  ? 
That  wept,  yet  set  herself  to  cheer 
Them  up  with  comforts  cordial. 
Her  love  shall  live,  her  mercy  spread, 
When  thou  hast  ne'er  a  tear  to  shed."  ' 

The  first-born  of  Thomas  and  Judith  Quiney  was  chris- 
tened Shakespeare  Quiney  on  the  23d  of  November,  just 

5  Close  beside  this  inscription  is  one  to  her  husband,  as  follows  i 
'<  Meere  lyeth  the  body  of  John  Hall.  Gent.  He  married  Susanna 
the  daughter  and  coheire  of  Will.  Shakespeare,  Gent.  He  de- 
ceased November  25,  Anno  1635,  aged  60. 

"  Hallius  hie  situs  est,  medica  eeleberrimus  arte, 

Expectans  regni  gaudia  laeta  Dei. 
Dignuserat  meritis,  qui  Nestora  vinceret  annis, 

In  terris  omnes.  sed  rapit  sequa  dies. 
Ne  tunuilo  quid  desit,  adest  fidessima  conjux, 

Et  vitw  comitem  nunc  quoque  mortis  habet." 

The  parish  register  has  the  following  entry  of  burial :  "  1635.    NOT 
26.     Johannes  Hall,  medicus  peritissimus." 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

sev(;n  months  after  the  death  of  his  grandfather.  He  was 
bun-id  May  8th,  1617.  He  was  followed  by  two  other  cliil- 
dren  :  Richard,  baptized  February  9th,  1618,  and  buried 
February  26th,  1639  j  and  Thomas,  baptized  January  23d, 
1620,  and  buried  January  28th,  1639.  Their  mother  was 
buried  the  9th  of  February,  1662,  having  lived  to  the  age 
of  77  years.  The  time  of  her  husband's  death  is  not  known. 
The  Poet's  grand-daughter,  Elizabeth  Hall,  was  married 
to  Mr.  Thomas  Nash  on  the  26th  of  April,  1626,  who  died 
April  4th,  1647.8  On  the  5th  of  June,  1649,  she  was  mar- 
ried again  to  Mr.  John  Barnard,  who  was  knighted  after  the 
Restoration.  Lady  Barnard  died  childless  in  1670,  and  was 
buried  at  Abingdon  with  the  family  of  Sir  John.  After  her 
decease,  the  nearest  relatives  of  the  Poet  living  were  the 
descendants  of  his  sister,  Joan  Hart  At  the  time  of  her 
brother's  death,  Mrs.  Hail  was  living  ha  one  of  his  Stratford 
houses,  which,  with  the  appurtenances,  was  by  his  will  se- 
cured to  her  use  for  life  at  a  nominal  rent  of  I2d,  Her 
descendants,  bearing  the  name  of  Hart,  have  continued 
down  to  our  own  time,  but,  it  is  said,  "  not  in  a  position  we 
nan  contemplate  with  satisfaction." 

Much  discussion  has  been  had  of  late  as  to  the  right  way 
of  spelling  the  Poet's  name.  The  few  autographs  of  his 
that  are  extant  do  not  enable  us  to  decide  precisely  how  he 
wrote  his  name,  or  rather  they  show  that  he  had  no  one  con- 
stant way  of  writing  it.  But  the  Venus  and  Adonis  and  The 
Rape  of  Lucrece  were  unquestionably  published  by  his  au- 
thority and  under  his  superintendence,  and  in  the  dedications 

6  The  inscription  to  him,  also  in  the  Stratford  churck,  is  a«  fol- 
lows :  "  Heere  resteth  the  Body  of  Thomas  Nashe,  Esq.  H«  mar- 
ried Elizabeth,  the  daughter  and  heire  of  John  Halle,  Gent.  He 
died  Aprill  4,  Anno  1647,  aged  53. 

"  Fata  manent  omnes  hunc  non  virtute  careutem, 

Ut  neque  divitiis  abstulit  atra  dies  ; 
Abstulit.  at  referet  lux  ultima  :  siste,  viator, 
Si  peritura  paras,  per  male  parta  peris  ' 


clxxii  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARP. 

of  both  these  poems  the  name  is  printed  "  Shakespeare." 
The  same  is  the  case  in  all  the  quarto  issues  of  his  plays, 
where  the  author's  name  is  given,  with  the  single  exception 
of  Love's  Labour's  Lost,  which  has  it  "  Shakespere ; "  and 
also  in  the  original  folio.  And  in  much  the  greater  number 
of  these  instances  the  name  is  printed  with  a  hyphen,  thuSj 
"  Shake-speare,"  as  if  on  purpose  that  there  might  be  nc 
mistaking  it.  All  which,  surely,  is,  or  ought  to  be,  decisive 
as  to  how  the  Poet  willed  his  name  to  be  spelt  in  print. 
And  so  we  have  uniformly  printed  it  throughout  this  edition, 
except  where  we  made  a  point  to  quote  with  literal  exact- 
ness. 


We  have  now  presented  all  the  matter  there  is  at  hand, 
which  seems  to  illustrate  in  any  way  the  character  and  tern 
per  of  Shakespeare  as  a  man  moving  among  his  fellow-men 
Scanty  as  are  the  materials,  enough,  we  think,  has  been 
given,  to  show  that  in  all  the  common  dealings  of  life  he  was 
eminently  gentle,  candid,  upright,  and  judicious ;  open-heart- 
ed, genial,  and  sweet  in  his  social  intercourses ;  among  his 
companions  and  friends,  full  of  playful  wit  and  sprightly 
grace  ;  kind  to  the  faults  of  others,  severe  to  his  own ;  quick 
to  discern  and  acknowledge  merit  in  another,  modest  and 
slow  of  finding  it  in  himself:  while,  in  the  smooth  and  hap- 
py marriage,  which  he  seems  to  have  realized,  of  the  highest 
poetry  and  art  with  systematic  and  successful  prudence  in 
business  affairs,  we  have  an  example  of  compact  and  well- 
rounded  practical  manhood,  such  as  may  justly  engage  our 
perpetual  admiration. 

This  is  not  the  place  to  enter  into  a  formal  review  or  crit- 
icism of  the  Poet's  works.  The  foregoing  pages  will  show 
that  his  marvellous  gifts  were  not  so  little  appreciated  in  his 
own  time  as  hath  been  commonly  supposed.  Kings,  princes, 
lords,  gentlemen,  and,  what  perhaps  was  still  better,  com- 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE.  Ct  <CX11J 

mon  people,  all  united  in  paying  homage  to  his  transcei  dent 
genius.  The  noble  tribute  of  Ben  Jonson,  —  than  w.iom 
few  men,  perhaps  none,  ever  knew  better  how  to  judge  and 
how  to  write  on  such  a  theme,  —  prefixed  to  the  folio  of 
1623,  indicates  how  he  struck  the  scholarship  of  the  age. 
We  know  not  how  we  can  fitlier  close  this  Life  than  by  an- 
other tribute  from  the  same  great  hand.  It  is  from  hi* 
Poetaster,  where  the  following  judgment  is  pronounced  on 
Virgil,  who  is  commonly  understood  to  represent  Shake- 
speare : 

"  I  judge  him  of  a  rectified  spirit, 
By  many  revolutions  of  discourse 
(In  his  bright  reason's  influence)  refin'd 
From  all  the  tartarous  moods  of  common  men 
Bearing  the  nature  and  similitude 
Of  a  right  heavenly  body ;  most  severe 
In  fashion  and  collection  of  himself, 
And  then  as  clear  and  confident  as  Jove. 
And  yet  so  chaste  and  tender  is  his  ear, 
In  suffering  any  syllable  to  pass, 
That  he  thinks  may  become  the  honoured  name 
Of  issue  to  his  so  examin'd  self, 
That  all  the  lasting  fruits  of  his  full  merit, 
In  his  own  poems,  he  doth  still  distaste  ; 
As  if  his  mind's  piece,  which  he  strove  to  paint 
Could  not  with  fleshly  pencils  have  her  right. 
But,  to  approve  his  works  of  sovereign  worth, 
This  observation,  meihinks,  more  than  serves, 
And  is  not  vulgar :  That  which  he  hath  writ 
Is  with  such  judgment  labour'd,  and  distill'd 
Through  all  the  needful  uses  of  our  lives, 
That,  could  a  man  remember  but  his  lines, 
He  should  not  touch  at  any  serious  point, 
But  he  might  breathe  his  spirit  out  of  him. 
His  learning  savours  not  the  school-like  gloss, 
That  most  consists  in  echoing  words  and  terms, 
And  soonest  wins  a  man  an  empty  name ; 
Nor  any  long  or  far-fetch'd  circumstance 
Wrapp'd  in  the  curious  generalities  of  arts  ; 
But  a  direct  and  analytic  sum 
Of  all  the  worth  and  first  effects  of  arts. 
And  for  his  poesy,  'tis  so  ramm'd  with  life, 
That  it  shall  gather  strength  of  life  with  being 
And  live  hereafter  more  admir'd  than  now." 


C1XXIV  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 


SHAKESPEARE'S    WILL.1 

Vlcesimo  quinto  die  Martii,  Anno  Regni  Domini  nostri 
Jacobi,  nunc  Regis  Angli(R,  fyc.  decimo  quarto,  et  Scotia 
xlix0.;  Annoque.  Domini  1616. 

T.  Wmi.  Shackspeare. 

In  the  name  of  God,  Amen !  I  William  Shackspeare,  of 
Stratford  upon  Avon,  in  the  countie  of  Warr.,  gent.,  in  pei 
feet  health  and  memorie,  God  be  praysed !  doe  make  and 
ordayne  this  my  last  will  and  testament  in  manner  and 
forme  followeing ;  that  ys  to  saye,  First,  I  comend  my  soule 
into  the  handes  of  God  my  Creator,  hoping  and  assuredlie 
beleeving,  through  thonelie  merites  of  Jesus  Christe  my  Sa- 
viour, to  be  made  partaker  of  lyfe  everlastinge,  and  my 
bodye  to  the  earth  whereof  yt  ys  made.  Item,  I  gyve  and 
bequeath  unto  my  daughter  Judyth  one  hundred  and  fyftie 
poundes  of  lawful  English  money,  to  be  paied  unto  her  in 
manner  and  forme  followeing,  that  ys  to  saye,  one  hundred 
pounds  in  discharge  of  her  marriage  porcion  within  one 
yeare  after  my  deceas,  with  consideration  after  the  rate  of 
twoe  shillinges  in  the  pound  for  soe  long  tyme  as  the  same 
shalbe  unpaied  unto  her  after  my  deceas,  and  the  fyftie 
poundes  residewe  thereof  upon  her  surrendering  of  or  gyv- 
ing of  such  sufficient  securitie  as  the  overseers  of  this  my 
will  shall  like  of  to  surrender  or  graunte  all  her  estate  and 
right  that  shall  discend  or  come  unto  her  after  my  deceas, 
or  that  shee  nowe  hath,  of,  in  or  to  one  copiehold  tenements 
with  thappurtenaunces  lyeing  and  being  in  Stratford  upon 

1  Shakespeare's  will  is  here  printed  as  given  by  Mr.  Haliiwell 
from  the  original  in  the  office  of  the  Prerogative  Court,  Lcndon 
The  will  is  written  on  three  sheets  of  paper  which  are  fastened 
together  at  the  top.  The  Poet's  name  is  signed  at  the  bottom  of 
the  first  and  second  sheets,  and  his  final  signature,  "  By  me  Wil 
liain  Shakspeare/'  in  the  mid'lle  of  the  third 


THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

Avon  aforesaied,  in  the  saied  countie  of  Warr.,  being  parcell 
or  holden  of  the  mannour  of  Ilowington,  unto  my  daughter 
Susanna  Hall  and  her  heires  for  ever.  Item,  I  gyve  and 
bequeath  unto  my  saied  daughter  Judith  one  hundred  and 
fyftie  poundes  more,  if  shee  or  anie  issue  of  her  bodie  be 
lyringe  att  thend  of  three  yeares  next  ensueing  the  daie  of 
the  dz>,e  of  this  my  will,  during  which  tyme  my  executours 
tie  to  paie  her  consideracion  from  my  deceas  according  to 
the  rate  aforesaid ;  and  if  she  dye  within  the  saied  tearms 
witht  ut  issue  of  her  bodye,  then  my  will  ys,  and  I  doe  gyve 
and  bequeath  one  hundred  poundes  thereof  to  my  neece 
Elizabeth  Hall,  and  the  fiftie  poundes  to  be  sett  forth  by  my 
executours  during  the  lief  of  my  sister  Johane  Harte,  and 
the  use  and  proffitt  thereof  cominge  shalbe  payed  to  my 
saied  sister  Jone,  and  after  her  deceas  the  saied  l.u  shall  re- 
maine  amongst  the  children  of  my  saied  sister  equallie  to 
be  devided  amongst  them  ;  but  if  my  saied  daughter  Judith 
be  lyving  att  thend  of  the  saied  three  yeares,  or  anie  yssue 
of  her  bodye,  then  my  will  ys,  and  soe  I  devise  and  bequeath 
the  saied  hundred  and  fyftie  poundes  to  be  sett  out  by  my 
executours  and  overseers  for  the  best  benefitt  of  her  and  her 
issue,  and  the  stock  not  to  be  paied  unto  her  soe  long  as  she 
shalbe  marryed  and  covert  baron ;  but  my  will  ys,  that  she 
shall  have  the  consideracion  yearelie  paied  unto  her  during 
her  lief,  and,  after  her  deceas,  the  saied  stock  and  consider- 
acion to  be  paied  to  her  children,  if  she  have  anie,  and  if  not, 
to  her  executors  or  assignes,  she  lyving  the  saied  terme  after 
my  deceas :  Provided  that  if  such  husbond,  as  she  shall  att 
thend  of  the  saied  three  yeares  be  marryed  unto,  or  at  anie 
tyme  after,  doe  sufficientlie  assure  unto  her  and  thissue  of 
her  bodie  landes  awnswereable  to  the  porcion  by  this  my  will 
gyven  unto  her,  and  to  be  adjudged  soe  by  my  executours 
and  overseers,  then  my  will  ys,  that  the  saied  cl.u  shalbe 
paied  to  such  husbond  as  shall  make  such  assurance  to  big 
owne  use.  Item,  I  gyve  and  bequeath  unto  my  saied  sister 
Jone  xx.u  and  all  my  wearing  apparell,  to  be  paied  and  de- 


dlXXVl  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

livered  within  one  yeare  after  my  deceas ;  and  I  (loe  will  and 
devise  unto  her  the  house  with  thappurtenaunces  in  Strat- 
ford, wherein  she  dwelleth,  for  her  naturall  lief,  under  the 
yearlie  rent  of  xii.  d.  Item,  I  gyve  and  bequeath  unto  her 
three  sonnes,  William  Harte,  Thomas  Hart,  and  Michaell 
Harte,  fyve  poundes  apeece,  to  be  paied  within  one  yeare 
after  my  deceas.  Item,  I  gyve  and  bequeath  uno  the  saicd 
Elizabeth  Hall  all  my  plate,  except  my  brod  silver  and  gilt 
bole,  that  I  now  have  att  the  date  of  this  my  will.  Item,  I 
gyve  and  bequeath  unto  the  poore  of  Stratford  aforesaied 
term  poundes ;  to  Mr.  Thomas  Combe  my  sword  ;  to  Thom- 
as Russell,  esquier,  fyve  poundes,  and  to  Frauncis  Collins  of 
the  borough  of  Warr.  in  the  countie  of  Warr.,  gentleman, 
thirteene  poundes,  sixe  shillinges  and  eightpence,  to  be  paied 
within  one  yeare  after  my  deceas.  Item,  I  gyve  and  be- 
queath to  Hamlett  Sadler  xxvi.  s.  viii.  d.,  to  buy  him  a  ringe ; 
to  William  Raynolds,  gent.,  xxvi.  s.  viii.rf.,  to  buy  him  a 
ringe ;  to  my  godson  William  Walker  xx.  s.  in  gold ;  to 
Anthonye  Nashe,  gent.,  xxvi.*.  viii. d. ;  and  to  Mr.  John 
Nashe,  xxvi.  *.  viii.  d. ;  and  to  my  fellowes,  John  Hemynges, 
Richard  Burbage,  and  Henry  Cundell,  xxvi.  s.  viii.  d.  apeece, 
to  buy  them  ringes.  Item,  I  gyve,  will,  bequeath  and 
devise,  unto  my  daughter  Susanna  Hall,  for  better  en- 
abling of  her  to  performe  this  my  will,  and  towardes  the 
performans  thereof,  all  that  capitall  messuage  or  tenemente, 
with  thappurtenaunces,  in  Stratford  aforesaid,  called  the 
Xew  Place,  wherein  I  nowe  dwell,  and  two  messuages  or 
tenementes,  with  thappurtenaunces,  scituat,  lyeing,  and  be- 
ing in  Henley-streete  within  the  borough  of  Stratford  afore- 
saied ;  and  all  my  barnes,  stables,  orchardes,  gardens, 
landes,  tenementes,  and  hereditamentes,  whatsoever,  scituat, 
lyeing,  and  being,  or  to  be  had,  receyved,  perceyved,  or 
taken,  within  the  townes,  hamletes,  villages,  fields,  and 
groundes  of  Stratford  upon  Avon,  Old  Stratford,  Bu-shopton 
and  Welcombe,  or  in  anie  of  them,  in  the  said  countie  of 
Warr.  And  alsoe  all  that  messuage  or  tenemente,  with 


THE    MFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

thappurtenaunces,  wherein  one  John  Robinson  dwelleth, 
scituat,  lyeing,  and  being  in  the  Blackfriers  in  London  nere 
the  Wardrobe;  and  all  my  other  landes,  tenementes,  and 
hereditamentes  whatsoever :  To  have  and  to  hold  all  and 
singuler  the  saied  premisses,  with  their  appurtenaunces,  unto 
the  saied  Susanna  Hall,  for  and  during  the  terme  of  her 
naturall  lief;  and  after  her  deceas,  to  the  first  sonne  of  her 
bodic  lawfullie  yssueinge,  and  to  the  heires  males  of  the 
bodie  of  the  said  first  sonne  lawfullie  yssueing ;  and  for  de- 
falt of  such  issue,  to  the  second  sonne  of  her  bodie  lawfullie 
iesueinge  and  to  the  heires  males  of  the  bodie  of  the  saied 
second  sonne  lawfullie  yssueinge ;  and  for  defalt  of  such 
heires,  to  the  third  sonne  of  the  bodie  of  the  saied  Susanna 
lawfullie  yssueing,  and  to  the  heires  males  of  the  bodie  of 
the  saied  third  sonne  lawfullie  yssueing ;  and  for  defalt  of 
such  issue,  the  same  soe  to  be  and  remaine  to  the  fourth, 
fyfth,  sixte,  and  seaventh  sonnes  of  her  bodie  lawfullie  issue- 
ing,  one  after  another,  and  to  the  heires  males  of  the  bodies 
of  the  saied  fourth,  fifth,  sixte,  and  seaventh  sonnes  lawfullie 
yssueing,  in  such  manner  as  yt  ys  before  lymitted  to  be  and 
remaine  to  the  first,  second,  and  third  sonns  of  her  bodie, 
and  to  theire  heires  males  ;  and  for  defalt  of  such  issue,  the 
said  premisses  to  be  and  remaine  to  my  saved  neece  Hall, 
and  the  heires  males  of  her  bodie  lawfullie  yssueing ;  and 
for  defalt  of  such  issue,  to  my  daughter  Judith,  and  the 
heires  males  of  her  bodie  lawfullie  issueinge ;  and  for  defalt 
of  such  issue,  to  the  right  heires  of  me  the  saied  William 
Shackspeare  for  ever.  Item,  I  gyve  unto  my  wief  my  second 
best  bed,  with  the  furniture.  Item,  I  gyve  and  bequeath  to 
my  saied  daughter  Judith  my  broad  silver  gilt  bole.  AH 
the  rest  of  my  goodes,  chattel,  leases,  plate,  jewels,  and 
lioushold  stuffe  whatsoever,  after  my  dettes  and  legacies 
pnied,  and  my  funerall  expences  discharged,  I  give,  dense, 
and  bequeath  to  my  sonne-in-lawe,  John  Hall,  gent.,  and 
my  daughter  Susanna  his  wief,  whom  I  ordaine  and  make 
executours  of  this  my  last  will  and  testament.  And  I  doe 


clxxvfli  THE    LIFE    OF    SHAKESPEARE. 

intreat  and  ap])oint  the  saied  Thomas  Russell,  esquier,  and 
Frauncis  Collins,  gent.,  to  be  overseers  hereof,  and  doe  re- 
voke all  former  wills,  and  publishe  this  to  be  my  last  will 
and  testament.  In  witness  whereof  I  have  hereunto  put  mj 
hand,  the  daie  and  yeare  first  above  written. 

By  me  WILLIAM  SHAKSPEARE. 
Witnes  to  the  publishing  hereof, 


Fra.  Collyns, 
Julyus  Shawe, 
John  Robinson, 
Hamnet  Sadler, 
Robert  Whattcott, 


Probatum  coram  Magistro  W\l- 
lielmo  Byrde,  Legum  Dodore  Co- 
miss,  &fc.  xxii.1'0  die  mensis  Junii, 
Anno  Domini  1616,  juramento  Jo- 
hannis  Hall,  unius  executorum,  Sfc., 
cui  de  bene  Sfc.  juret.  reservat.  potes- 
tate  fyc.  Susanna  Hall,  alteri  execu- 
torum  fyc.  cum  venerit,  Sfc.  peiitia- 
(Inv.  ex.] 


ENGLISH  DRAMA  BEFORE  SHAKESPEARE. 


CHAPTER  I. 

MIRACLE-PLAYS. 

THB  ENGLISH  DRAMA,  as  we  have  it  in  Shakespeare, 
was  the  slow  growth  of  several  centuries.  Nor  is  it  clearly 
traceable  to  any  foreign  source :  it  appears  to  have  been  an 
original  and  independent  growth,  the  native  and  free  product 
of  the  soil ;  not  a  mere  revival,  or  reproduction,  or  contin- 
uation of  what  had  existed  somewhere  else.  This  position 
will  be  found  very  material  when  we  approach  the  subject 
of  structure  and  form  ;  for  it  evidently  infers  that  the  Drama 
in  question  is  not  amenable  to  any  ancient  or  foreign  juris- 
diction ;  that  it  stands  on  independent  ground,  has  a  jfe  and 
spirit  of  its  own,  is  to  be  viewed  as  a  thing  by  itself,  and 
judged  according  to  the  peculiar  laws  under  which  it  grew 
and  took  its  shape.  That  is,  it  had  just  as  good  a  right  to 
differ  from  any  other  Drama,  as  any  other  had,  from  it. 

The  ancient  Drama,  that  which  grew  to  perfection,  and, 
so  far  as  is  known,  had  its  origin,  in  Greece,  is  universally 
styled  the  Classic  Drama.  By  what  term  to  distinguish  the 
modern  Drama  of  Europe,  writers  are  not  fully  agreed 
Within  a  comparatively  recent  period,  it  has  received  from 


HISTORY    OP     THE    DRAMA. 

high  authorities  the  title  of  the  Romantic  Drama.  A 
much  more  appropriate  title,  as  it  seems  to  us,  suggested 
by  its  Gothic  original,  and  used  by  earlier  and  perhaps 
equally  good  authorities,  is  that  of  tLc  Uothic  Drama. 
Such,  accordingly,  is  the  term  by  which  we  shall  distin- 
guish it  in  these  pages.  The  fitness  of  the  name,  it  is 
thought,  will  be  seen  at  once  from  the  fact  that  the  thing 
was  an  indigenous  and  self-determined  outgrowth  from  the 
Gothic  mind  under  Christian  culture.  Of  course,  the  term 
naturally  carries  the  idea,  that  the  Drama  in  question  stands 
on  much  the  same  ground  relatively  to  the  Classic  Drama, 
as  is  commonly  recognised  in  the  case  of  Gothic  and  Classic 
architecture.  We  can  thus  the  better  realize  that  each 
Drama  forms  a  distinct  species  by  itself,  so  that  any  argu- 
ment or  criticism  urged  from  the  rules  of  the  ancient  against 
the  modern  is  wholly  impertinent. 

The  Gothic  Drama,  as  it  fashioned  itself  in  different  na 
tions  of  modern  Europe,  especially  in  England  and  Spain, 
where  it  grew  up  and  reached  perfection  simultaneousl) 
and  independently,  has  certain  not  inconsiderable  varieties. 
Upon  the  reason  and  nature  of  the  variations  we  cannot  en- 
large :  suffice  it  to  say,  that  they  do  not  reach  beyond  mere 
points  of  detail ;  so  that  their  effect  is  to  approve  all  the 
more  forcibly  the  strength  of  the  common  principles  which 
underlie  and  support  them.  These  principles  cover  the 
whole  ground  of  difference  from  the  Classic  Drama.  The 
several  varieties,  therefore,  of  the  Gothic  Drama  may  be 
justly  regarded  as  bearing  concurrent  testimony  to  a  com- 
mon right  of  freedom  from  the  jurisdiction  of  ancient  rules. 

Of  the  origin  and  progress  of  the  Drama  in  England  our 
limits  will  permit  only  a  brief  sketch,  not  more  than  enough, 
perhaps  not  enough,  to  give  a  general  idea  on  the  subject. 
Ample  materials  for  the  work  are  furnished  to  our  hand  in 
Walton's  History  of  English  Poetry  and  Collier's  Annals  of 
the  Stage,  so  that  the  only  merit  or  demerit  we  can  claim 
is  in  so  selecting  and  condensing  the  matter  as  may  heat 
agree  with  our  judgment  and  our  space. 


MIRACLE-PLATS. 

111  England,  as  in  the  other  Christian  nations  where  it  can 
be  regarded  ss  at  all  original,  the  Drama  was  of  ecclesias- 
tical origin,  anl  for  a  long  time  was  used  only  as  a  means 
of  diffusing  among  the  people  a  knowledge  of  the  leading 
facts  and  doctrines  of  Christianity  as  then  understood  and 
received.  Of  course,  therefore,  it  was  in  substance  and  char- 
acter religious,  or  meant  to  be  so,  and  had  the  Clergy  for  its 
authors  and  founders.  Nevertheless,  we  cannot  admit  the 
justice  of  Coleridge's  remark  on  the  subject :  "  The  Drama," 
says  he,  "recommenced  in  England,  as  it  first  began  in 
Greece,  in  religion.  The  people  were  unable  to  read,  —  the 
Priesthood  were  unwilling  that  they  should  read ;  and  yet 
their  own  interest  compelled  them  not  to  leave  the  people 
wholly  ignorant  of  the  great  events  of  sacred  history.  They 
did  that,  therefore,  by  scenic  representations,  which  in  after 
ages  it  has  been  attempted  to  do  in  Roman  Catholic  coun- 
tries by  pictures." 

Surely,  it  is  of  consequence  to  bear  in  mind  that  at  that 
tune  "  the  people  "  had  never  been  able  to  read :  printing 
had  not  been  heard  of  in  Europe ;  books  were  with  greaf, 
difficulty  multiplied,  and  could  not  be  had  but  at  great  ex- 
pense ;  so  that  it  was  impossible  "  the  people "  should  be 
able  to  read  ;  and  while  there  was  a  simple  impossibility  in 
the  way,  it  is  not  necessary  to  impute  an  unwillingness.  Nor 
does  there  seem  to  be  any  good  reason  for  supposing  that 
the  Priesthood,  in  their  simplicity  of  faith,  were  then  at  all 
apprehensive  or  aware  of  any  danger  in  the  people  being 
able  to  read.  Probably  they  worked,  as  honest  men,  with 
the  best  means  they  could  devise :  they  endeavoured  to 
clothe  the  most  needful  of  all  instruction  in  such  forms,  to 
mould  it  up  with  such  arts  of  i^creation  and  pleasure,  as 
might  render  it  interesting  and  attractive  to  the  popular 
mind.  In  all  which  they  seem  to  have  merited  any  thing 
but  an  impeachment  of  their  motives.  However,  what  seems 
best  worth  the  noting  here  is,  the  large  share  which  those 
early  dramatic  repi  osentations  had  in  shaping  the  culture  of 


HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

old  England,  and  in  giving  to  the  national  mind  its  character 
and  form.  And  perhaps  later  ages,  and  ourselves  as  the 
children  of  a  later  age,  are  more  indebted  to  those  rude  la- 
bours of  the  Clergy  in  the  cause  of  religion,  than  we  are 
aware,  er  might  be  willing  to  acknowledge. 

In  its  course  through  several  ages,  the  Drama  took  dif- 
ferent forms  from  time  to  time,  as  culture  advanced.  The 
earliest  form  was  in  what  are  commonly  called  Mysteries, 
though  the  older  and  better  term  is,  Plays  of  Miracles,  or 
Miracle-plays.  These  were  founded,  for  the  most  part,  on 
the  events  of  Scripture,  though  the  apocryphal  gospels  aiid 
legends  of  saints  and  martyrs  were  sometimes  drawn  upon 
for  subjects  or  for  embellishments.  In  these  performances 
no  regard  was  paid  to  the  rules  of  natural  probability ;  for, 
as  the  operation  of  the  Divine  power  was  assumed,  this  w?s 
treated  as  a  sufficient  ground  or  principle  of  credibility  in  it- 
self. Hence,  indeed,  the  name  Marvels,  Miracles,  or  Mir- 
acle-plays, by  which  they  were  commonly  known. 

The  earliest  instance  that  we  can  refer  to  of  a  Miracle- 
play  in  England,  was  near  the  beginning  of  the  twelfth  cen- 
tury. Matthew  Paris,  in  his  Lives  of  the  Abbots,  written 
as  early  as  1240,  informs  us  that  Geoffrey,  Abbot  of  St.  Al- 
Dans,  while  he  was  yet  a  secular  person  brought  out  the 
Miracle-play  of  St.  Katharine  at  Dunstaple ;  and  that  for 
the  needed  decorations  he  sought  and  obtained  certain  arti- 
cles "  from  the  Sacristy  of  St.  Albans."  Geoffrey,  who  was 
from  the  University  of  Paris,  was  then  teaching  a  school  at 
Dunstaple,  and  the  play  was  performed  by  his  scholars.  On 
the  following  night,  his  house  was  burnt,  together  with  the 
borrowed  articles ;  which  he  regarded  as  a  judgment  of 
Heaven,  and  thereupon  assumed  a  religious  habit.  Warton 
thinks  the  performance  to  have  been  about  1110:  but  we 
learn  from  Buteus  that  Geoffrey  became  Abbot  of  St.  Al- 
bans in  1119 ;  and  all  that  can  with  certainty  be  affirmed  is, 
that  the  play  was  performed  before  he  took  on  him  a  re- 
ligious character:  it  may  have  been  somewhat  earlier  01 


MIRACLE-PLATS.  ClXXXlH 

*omewhat  later  than  1110.  Bulteus  also  informs  us  that 
the  tiling  was  not  then  a  novelty ;  but  that  it  was  customary 
for  teachers  and  scholars  to  get  up  such  exhibitions. 

Our  next  piece  of  information  on  the  subioct  is  from  the 
Life  of  Thomas  a  Becket,  by  William  Fitzstephen,  as  quoted 
in  Stowe's  Survey  of  London,  1599.  Becket  died  in  1170, 
and  the  Life  was  probably  written  about  twelve  years  after 
that  event.  Fitzstephen  gives  a  description  of  London,  and 
after  referring  to  the  public  amusements  of  ancient  Rome, 
he  continues  thus:  "In  lieu  of  such  theatrical  shows  and 
performances  of  the  stage,  London  has  plays  of  a  more 
sacred  kind,  representing  the  miracles  which  holy  confessors 
have  wrought,  or  the  sufferings  whereby  the  firmness  of 
martyrs  has  been  displayed." 

It  appears  that  about  the  middle  of  the  next  century 
itinerant  actors  were  well  known  ;  for  one  of  the  regulations 
found  in  the  Burton  Annals  has  the  following,  under  the  date 
of  1258:  "Actors  may  be  entertained,  not  because  they  are 
actors,  but  because  of  their  poverty ;  and  let  not  their  plays 
be  seen,  nor  heard,  nor  the  performance  of  them  allowed, 
in  the  presence  of  the  Abbot  or  the  monks."  There  was 
some  difference  of  opinion  among  the  Clergy  as  to  the  law- 
fulness of  such  exhibitions ;  and  in  an  Anglo-French  poem 
written  about  this  time  they  are  censured  with  much  sharp- 
ness, and  the  using  of  them  is  restricted  to  certain  places 
and  persons.  An  English  version,  or  rather  paraphrase,  of 
this  poem  was  made  by  Robert  Brunne  in  1303.  The  wri- 
ter sets  forth,  among  other  things,  what  pastimes  are  al- 
lowed to  "  a  clerk  of  order,"  declaring  it  lawful  for  liim  to 
perform  Miracle-plays  of  the  birth  and  resurrection  of  Christ 
in  churches,  but  a  sin  to  witness  them  "  on  the  highways  or 
greens."  He  also  reproves  the  practice,  then  not  uncom- 
mon, of  aiding  the  performance  of  Miracle-plays  by  lending 
horses  or  harness  from  the  monasteries,  and  especially  de- 
clares it  sacrilege  if  a  priest  or  clerk  lend  the  hallowed  vest' 
ments  for  such  a  purpose. 


C.XXX1V  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

The  doctrine  of  transubstantiation  seems  to  have  been 
especially  fruitful  in  this  kind  of  performances.  The  festival 
of  Corpus  Christi,  designed  for  the  furthering  of  this  doc- 
trine, was  instituted  by  Pope  Urban  IV.  in  1264.  Within  a 
few  years  from  that  date,  Miracle-plays  were  annuaDy  per- 
formed at  Chester  during  Whitsuntide  :  they  were  also  in- 
troduced at  Coventry,  York,  Durham,  Lancaster,  Bristol, 
Cambridge,  and  divers  other  towns ;  so  that  the  thing  be- 
came a  sort  of  established  usage  throughout  the  kingdom. 
A  considerable  variety  of  subjects,  especially  such  as  relate 
to  the  incarnation,  the  passion,  and  the  resurrection  of  the 
Saviour,  was  embraced  in  the  plan  of  these  exhibitions ;  the 
purpose  being,  if  we  may  credit  Robert  Brunne,  to  extend 
an  orthodox  belief  in  those  fundamental  verities  of  our  re- 
ligion. 

A  very  curious  specimen  of  the  plays  that  grew  out  of  the 
Corpus  Christi  festival  has  been  lately  discovered  in  the 
library  of  Trinity  College,  Dublin,  the  manuscript  being  cer- 
tainly as  old,  it  is  said,  as  the  reign  of  Edward  IV.  For  our 
knowledge  of  it  we  are  indebted  to  Mr.  Collier,  who  says 
"it  is  perhaps  the  only  specimen  of  the  kind  in  our  lan- 
guage." It  is  called  The  Play  of  the  Blessed  Sacrament, 
and  is  founded  on  a  miracle  alleged  to  have  been  wrought 
in  the  forest  of  Arragon,  in  1461.  The  scene  of  action  was 
doubtless  imaginary,  and  the  legend  much  older  than  the 
date  assigned ;  the  time  of  the  miracle  being  drawn  down 
near  that  of  the  representation,  in  order  that  the  spectators 
might  be  the  more  impressed  with  the  reality  of  the  events. 
In  form,  it  closely  resembles  the  Miracle-plays  founded  on 
Scripture  ;  our  Saviour  being,  as  was  common  in  such  plays, 
one  of  the  characters :  the  others  are  five  Jews,  a  Bishop,  a 
Priest,  a  Christian  merchant,  a  physician,  and  his  servant. 
The  merchant,  having  the  key  of  the  church,  steals  away 
the  Host,  and  sells  it  to  the  Jews  for  £100,  under  a  promise 
that  they  will  become  Christians,  in  case  they  find  its  mirac- 
ulous powers  verified.  They  then  put  the  Host  to  varioiu 


MIRACLE-PLAYS. 

tests.  Being  stabbed  with  their  daggers,  it  bleeds,  so  that 
one  of  the  Jews  goes  mad  at  the  sight.  They  next  attempt 
nailing  it  to  a  post,  when  one  of  them  has  his  hand  torn  off 
as  he  goes  to  driving  the  nails :  whereupon  the  doctor  and 
his  man  come  in  to  dress  the  wound,  but,  after  a  long  comic 
scene  betwixt  them,  are  driven  out  as  quacks  and  impostors. 
The  Jews  then  proceed  to  boil  the  Host,  but  the  water  forth- 
with turns  blood-red.  Finally,  they  cast  it  into  a  heated 
oven,  which  presently  bursts  asunder,  and  an  image  of  the 
Saviour  rises  and  addresses  the  Jews,  who  make  good  their 
promise  on  the  spot.  They  kneel  to  the  Bishop  ;  the  mer- 
chant confesses  his  crime,  declares  his  penitence,  is  admon- 
ished, and  forgiven  under  a  strict  charge  never  again  to  buy 
or  sell.  The  whole  winds  up  with  an  epilogue  from  the 
Bishop,  enforcing  the  moral  of  the  play,  which  of  courso 
turns  on  the  doctrine  of  transubstantiation. 

There  are  three  sets  or  series  of  Miracle-plays  extant, 
severally  known  as  the  Towneley,  the  Coventry,  and  the 
Chester  collections.  The  first  includes  thirty  plays,  and  the 
manuscript  is  supposed  to  be  as  old  as  the  time  of  Henry 
VI.  The  second  consists  of  forty-two  plays,  said  to  have 
been  performed  at  Coventry  on  the  festival  of  Corpus  Christi. 
The  manuscript  of  them  appears  to  have  been  written  as 
early  at  least  as  the  time  of  Henry  VTL  The  third  series, 
called  Chester  Whitsun  Plays,  numbers  twenty-four.  These 
are  extant  in  three  manuscripts,  the  oldest  of  which  was 
made  by  Edward  Gregory,  who  at  the  end  calls  himself  "  a 
scholar  of  Bunbury,"  and  adds  that  the  writing  was  finished 
in  1591.  The  three  sets  have  all  been  printed  within  a  few 
years  under  the  patronage  of  the  Shakespeare  Society. 

Mr.  Markland  makes  out  a  strong  probability  that  Mir- 
acle-plays were  first  acted  at  Chester  in  1268,  only  four  yearc 
after  the  establishment  of  the  Corpus  Christi  festival  From 
that  time,  they  were  repeated  yearly,  with  some  interrup- 
tions, till  1577.  The  Towneley  series  probably  belonged  to 
Wldkirk  Abbey :  at  what  time  they  grew  into  use  there  and 


ClXXXVl  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

at  Coventry,  is  not  certainly  known.  But  we  have  abundant 
evidence  that  such  exhibitions  formed  a  regular  part  of  Eng- 
lish life  in  the  reign  of  Edward  in.,  which  began  in  1327. 
For  Chaucer  alludes  to  "  plays  of  miracles "  as  things  of 
common  occurrence,  and  in  The  Milleres  Tale  he  makes  it  a 
prominent  feature  of  the  parish  clerk,  "  this  Absolon,  that 
ioly  was  and  gay,"  that  he  performed  in  them : 

"  Sometime,  to  shew  his  lightnesse  and  maistrie, 
He  plaieth  Herode  on  a  skaffolde  hie." 

And  in  1378,  which  was  the  first  year  of  Richard  II.,  the 
choristers  of  St.  Paul's,  London,  petitioned  the  king  to  pro- 
hibit some  ignorant  persons  from  acting  plays  founded  on 
Scripture,  as  conflicting  with  the  interest  of  the  Clergy,  who 
had  incurred  expense  in  getting  up  a  set  of  plays  on  similar 
subjects.  And  we  learn  from  Stowe,  that  in  1391  the  parish 
clerks  of  London  performed  a  play  at  Skinner's  Well,  near 
Smithfield,  which  lasted  three  days,  and  was  witnessed  by 
the  king,  the  queen,  and  nobles  of  the  realm.  Stowe  also 
informs  us,  that  in  1409  there  was  a  great  play  at  the  same 
place,  "  which  lasted  eight  days,  and  was  of  matter  from  the 
creation  of  the  world." 

We  have  already  spoken  somewhat  of  the  part  which  was 
taken  by  the  Clergy  in  these  old  dramatic  performances. 
Something  further  on  this  point  may  well  be  added.  It  is 
recorded  of  Lydgate,  monk  of  Bury,  that  he  wrote  a  series 
of  plays  from  the  creation.  And  the  register  of  the  Guild 
of  Corpus  Christi  at  York,  which  was  a  religious  fraternity, 
mentions,  in  1408,  books  of  plays,  various  banners  and  flags, 
beards,  vizards,  crowns,  diadems,  and  scaffolds,  belonging  to 
the  society ;  which  shows  that  its  members  were  at  that 
time  concerned  in  the  representation  of  Miracle-plays.  It 
appears  that  a  few  years  afterwards  these  performances,  be- 
cause of  certain  abuses  attending  them,  were  discontinued: 
hut  in  1426  William  Melton,  a  friar,  who  is  called  "  a  pro- 
fessor of  holy  pageantry,"  preached  several  sermons  in  f» 


MIRACLE-PLAYS  clxXXFU 

rout  of  them  ;  and  the  result  of  his  efforts  was,  that  they 
were  then  made  annual,  suitable  measures  being  taken  for 
preventing  the  former  disorders.  But  the  best  evidence  as 
to  the  share  the  Clergy  had  in  these  representations  is  fur- 
nished by  the  account-book  of  Thetford  Priory  from  1461 
to  1540  ;  which  contains  numerous  entries  of  payments  to 
players,  and  in  divers  cases  expressly  states  that  members 
of  the  convent  assisted  in  the  performances.  These  were 
commonly  held  two  or  three  times  a  year:  in  1531  there 
were  five  repetitions  of  them ;  after  which  time  there  are 
but  three  entries  of  plays  wherein  the  members  participated 
with  the  common  actors ;  the  old  custom  being  broken  up 
most  likely  by  the  progress  of  the  Reformation.  Further 
information  on  the  subject  is  supplied  by  Dean  Colet,  who 
m  1511  delivered  an  oratio  ad  clerum  at  St.  Paul's,  in  which 
he  complains  that  the  Clergy  lose  themselves  in  banquetings 
and  vain  discourse,  in  plays  and  sports,  in  hawking  and  hunt- 
ing ;  and  he  urges  them  to  study  the  laws  and  holy  rules  of 
the  fathers,  which  forbid  clergymen  to  be  traders,  usurers, 
hunters,  public  players,  or  soldiers. 

The  custom  in  question,  however,  was  by  no  means  uni- 
versal. We  have  already  seen  that  in  1391  and  1409  plays 
were  acted  by  the  parish  clerks  of  London.  In  cities  and 
large  towns,  these  performances  were  generally  in  the  hands 
of  the  trading  companies.  Our  information  touching  the 
Corpus  Christi  plays  at  Coventry  extends  from  1416  to 
1591 ;  during  which  period  there  is  no  sign  of  the  Clergy 
having  any  share  in  them.  The  records  of  Chester  also  show 
that  the  whole  business  was  there  managed  by  laymen.  And 
in  1487  a  Miracle-play  on  the  descent  of  Christ  into  hell  was 
acted  before  Henry  VTI.  by  the  charity  boys  of  Hyde  Abbey 
and  St.  Swithin's  Priory.  Long  before  this  date,  acting  was 
taken  up  as  a  distinct  profession,  and  regular  companies  of 
actors  were  formed ;  but  of  these  we  shall  have  to  speak 
more  hereafter. 

That  churches  and  chapels  of  monasteries  were  at  first, 


HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

and  for  a  long  time  after,  used  as  theatres,  is  •very  certain 
The  Anglo-French  poem  already  referred  to  informs  us  thai 
Miracle-plays  were  sometimes  performed  in  churches  and 
cemeteries,  the  Clergy  getting  them  up  and  acting  in  them. 
And  Burnet  tells  us  that  Bishop  Bonner  as  late  as  15 12 
issued  an  order  to  his  clergy,  forbidding  "  all  manner  ot 
common  plays,  games,  or  interludes  to  be  played,  set  forth, 
or  declared  within  their  churches  and  chapels."  Nor  wad 
the  custom  wholly  discontinued  till  some  time  after  that ; 
for  in  1572  was  printed  a  tract  which  has  a  passage  inferring 
that  churches  were  still  sometimes  used  for  such  purposes. 
The  author  is  remarking  how  the  Clergy  read  the  sendee : 
"  He  again  posteth  it  over  as  fast  as  he  can  gallop ;  for  either 
he  hath  two  places  to  serve,  or  else  there  are  some  games  to 
be  played  in  the  afternoon,  as  lying  for  the  whetstone,  hea- 
thenish dancing  for  the  ring,  a  bear  or  a  bull  to  be  baited,  or 
else  jack-an-apes  to  ride  on  horseback,  or  an  interlude  to  be 
played  ;  and  if  no  place  else  can  be  gotten,  it  must  be  done 
in  the  church," 

When  plays  were  performed  in  the  open  air,  temporary 
scaffolds  or  stages  were  commonly  erected  for  the  purpose  ; 
though  in  some  cases  the  scaffold  was  set  on  wheels,  so  as  to 
be  easily  moved  from  one  part  of  the  town  to  another.  From 
an  account  of  Chester,  written  in  the  time  of  Elizabeth,  it 
appears  that  the  structure  there  used  had  two  stages,  one 
above  the  other ;  the  lower  being  closed  in,  to  serve  as  a 
Iressing-room  for  the  actors  ;  while  the  performance  was  on 
the  upper  stage  where  it  could  be  seen  by  all  the  spectators. 
Sometimes  the  lower  stage  seems  to  have  been  used  for  hell, 
the  devils  rising  out  of  it,  or  sinking  into  it,  as  occasion  re- 
quired. It  is  pretty  evident,  however,  that  in  some  of  the 
plays  more  than  one  scaffold  must  have  been  used.  And 
Mr.  Collier  thinks  there  can  be  no  doubt,  from  some  of  the 
stage-directions  in  the  Towneley  and  Coventry  plays,  that 
two,  three,  and  even  four  scaffolds  were  erected  round  a 
centre,  the  actors  going  from  one  to  another  across  "  th« 


MIRACI.E-PLAYS.  clxxxix 

luid  place, "  as  the  scene  changed,  or  their  several  parts  re- 
quired. 

As  to  the  general  character  of  the  plays  themselves,  this 
may  best  be  shown  by  brief  analyses  of  some  of  them.  Our 
specimens  will  be  chiefly  from  the  Towneley  series,  as  these 
are  the  most  ancient.  The  first  play  of  the  set  includes  the 
Creation,  the  revolt  of  Lucifer  and  his  adherents,  and  their 
expulsion  from  heaven.  It  opens  with  a  short  address  from 
the  Deity,  who  then  begins  the  creation,  and,  after  a  song  by 
the  cherubim,  descends  from  the  throne,  and  retires ;  Luci- 
fer usurps  it,  and  asks  his  fellows  how  he  appears.  The 
good  and  bad  angels  have  different  opinions  on  the  subject : 
the  Deity  soon  returns,  and  ends  the  dispute  by  casting  the 
rebels  with  their  leader  out  of  heaven.  Adam  and  Eve  are 
then  created,  and  Satan  ends  the  piece  with  a  speech  vent- 
ing his  envy  of  their  happiness  in  Eden. 

The  second  play  relates  to  the  killing  of  AbeL  It  ia 
opened  by  Cain's  plough-boy  with  a  sort  of  prologue,  in 
which  he  declares  himself  "  a  merry  lad,"  and  warns  the 
spectators  to  be  silent,  wishing,  if  any  one  make  a  noise, 
•"  the  devil  hang  him  up  to  dry."  Cain  then  enters  with  a 
plough  and  team,  and  quarrels  with  the  boy  for  refusing  to 
drive  the  team.  Presently  Abel  comes  in,  and  wishes  God 
may  speed  Cain,  who  meets  his  kind  word  with  a  very  un- 
mentionable request.  The  killing  then  proceeds,  and  is  fol- 
lowed by  the  cursing  of  Cain ;  after  which,  he  calls  the  boy, 
and  beats  him  "  but  to  use  his  hand  ;  "  he  owns  the  slaying 
of  his  brother,  and  the  boy  counsels  flight,  lest  the  bailiffs 
catch  them.  Next  we  have  a  course  of  buffoonery  :  Cain 
makes  a  mock  proclamation  in  the  king's  name ;  the  boy  re- 
peats it  blunderingly  after  him,  and  is  then  sent  off  with  the 
team ;  and  the  piece  ends  with  a  speech  by  Cain  to  the 
spectators,  bidding  them  farewell  forever,  before  he  goes  to 
the  devil 

No.  3d  of  the  series  is  occupied  with  the  Deluge.  After 
a  lamentation  from  Noah  on  the  sinfulness  of  the  world, 


CXC  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

God  is  introduced  repenting  that  He  has  made  man,  telling 
Noah  how  to  build  the  Ark,  and  blessing  him  and  his. 
Noah's  wife  is  an  arrant  shrew,  and  they  fall  at  odds  in  the 
outset,  both  of  them  swearing  by  the  Virgin  Mary :  she 
complains  that  he  does  nothing  for  the  family.  Noah  be- 
gins and  finishes  the  Ark  on  the  spot,  "  in  the  name  of  the 
Father,  and  of  the  Son,  and  of  the  Holy  Ghost ; "  then  tells 
his  wife  what  is  coming,  and  invites  her  on  board.  His 
description  of  the  flood  is  rather  poetical :  part  of  it  may  be 
rendered  in  modern  English  thus :  "  Behold  the  heavens ! 
All  the  cataracts  are  opened,  both  great  and  small ;  the 
seven  planets  have  left  their  stations ;  thunders  and  light- 
ning strike  down  the  strong  halls,  bowers,  castles,  and 
towers."  Her  ladyship  stoutly  refuses  to  embark ;  this 
brings  on  another  flare-up ;  he  befriends  her  with  a  whip ; 
she  resents  that  kindness,  but  comes  off  second  best ;  wishes 
herself  a  widow,  and  the  same  to  all  the  other  wives  in  the 
audience ;  he  exhorts  all  the  husbands  to  break  their  wives 
in,  lest  they  get  broken  in  by  them :  at  length  harmony  is 
restored  by  the  intervention  of  the  sons ;  all  go  on  board, 
and  pass  three  hundred  and  fifty  days  talking  about  the 
weather :  a  raven  is  sent  out,  then  a  dove ;  they  all  debark, 
and  there  an  end. 

Two  plays  of  the  series  are  taken  up  with  the  adoration 
of  the  shepherds.  After  a  soliloquy  by  the  first  shepherd 
on  the  uncertainty  of  human  life,  the  second  enters,  and 
picks  a  quarrel  with  him  ;  then  the  third  arrives  on  horse- 
back, parts  them,  and  tells  them  he  never  saw  any  act  so 
but  "  the  fools  of  Gotham : "  thereupon  they  all  become 
friends  again,  eat  supper  together,  drink  ale,  sing  songs,  and 
go  to  sleep.  While  they  are  asleep,  an  angel  announces  tc 
th  ;:n  the  birth  of  Christ,  and  they,  waking,  see  the  star. 
The  third  shepherd  refers  to  Isaiah  and  other  prophets,  and 
quotes  Virgil,  though  not  correctly :  the  second  objects  to 
this  display  of  learning ;  and  they  hasten  to  Bethlehem,  and 
make  their  offerings. 


MIRACLE-PLAYS.  CXC1 

The  next  play,  No.  12th,  is  worthy  of  special  notice,  an 
being  not  a  religious  play  at  all,  but  a  piece  of  broad  com 
edy,  approaching  to  downright  farce,  and  having  touches  ot 
rude  wit  and  humour.  The  three  shepherds,  after  talking 
awhile  about  their  shrewish  wives,  are  on  the  point  cf  strik- 
ing up  a  song,  when  an  old  acquaintance  of  theirs,  named 
Mak,  whose  character  for  honesty  is  none  of  the  best,  comes 
amongst  them.  They  suspect  him  of  meditating  some  sly 
trick ;  so,  on  going  to  sleep,  they  take  care  to  have  him  lie 
between  them,  lest  he  should  play  the  wolf  among  their 
woolly  subjects.  While  they  are  snoring,  he  steals  out, 
helps  himself  to  a  fat  sheep,  and  makes  off  with  it,  as  he 
had  often  done  before.  His  wife  fears  he  may  be  snatched 
up  and  hanged ;  but  her  wit  suggests  a  scheme,  which  is 
presently  agreed  upon,  that  she  shall  make  as  if  she  had 
just  been  adding  a  member  to  the  family,  and  that  the  sheep 
shall  be  snugly  wrapped  up  in  the  cradle.  This  done,  Mak 
hastens  back,  and  resumes  his  sleeping-posture,  to  avoid  sus- 
picion. In  the  morning,  the  shepherds  wake  much  refreshed, 
one  of  them  saying  that  he  feels  "  as  light  as  leaf  on  a 
tree  ; "  but  Mak  pretends  to  have  a  crick  in  the  neck  from 
lying  long  in  an  uneasy  position ;  and  as  they  walk  to  the 
fold,  he  whips  away  home.  They  soon  miss  the  sheep ;  swear 
by  St.  Thomas  of  Kent  that  they  suspect  Mak ;  go  to  his 
cottage ;  knock :  he  lets  them  in,  tells  them  what  his  wife 
has  been  doing,  and  begs  them  not  to  disturb  her  :  she  joins 
in  the  request ;  and,  as  the  least  noise  seems  to  go  through 
her  head,  they  are  at  first  taken  in :  they  ask  to  see  the  child 
before  they  go,  and  one  of  them  offers  to  give  it  sixpence : 
Mak  tells  them  the  child  is  asleep,  and  will  cry  badly  if 
waked  :  still  they  press  on  ;  pull  up  the  covering  of  the  cra- 
dle, see  their  sheep,  know  it  by  the  ear-mark  ;  but  the  wife 
assures  them  it  is  a  child,  and  that  evil  spirits  have  trans- 
formed i:  into  what  they  see :  this  will  not  go,  they  are  not 
to  be  gulled  any  further ;  they  beat  Mak  till  they  are  tired 
out :  then  lie  down  to  rest ;  the  star  in  the  east  appears,  and 


CXC11  HISTORY    OF    THE     DRAMA. 

the  angel  sings  the  Gloria  in  excelsis  :  then  they  proceed  to 
Bethlehem,  where  they  find  the  infant  Saviour,  and  give  Him 
the  first,  "  a  bob  of  cherries,"  the  second,  a  bird,  the  third, 
a  tennis  ball. 

No.  17th,  which  represents  the  baptism  of  Christ,  deserves 
mention,  in  that  a  passage  relating  to  the  seven  sacraments 
of  the  Romish  Church  is  crossed  out,  and  the  number  of  the 
sacraments  erased ;  thus  proving  that  the  play  was  in  use 
after  the  Reformation. 

In  the  eighteenth  play  of  the  series,  we  have  the  betrayal. 
Pilate  with  his  burnished  brand  exacts  silence,  calling  him- 
self the  grandsire  of  Mahound,  and  then  goes  to  talking 
with  Annas  and  Caiaphas  about  the  miracles  of  Christ. 
Presently,  Judas  enters,  offers  to  betray  his  Master,  and  ac- 
cepts thirty  pence  in  reward.  Next,  Christ  is  discovered 
eating  the  Paschal  lamb  in  the  house  of  a  man  named  Paier- 
Familias  :  He  foretells  the  betrayal ;  and  Trinitas,  who  is  a 
personification  of  the  Trinity,  comes  in  to  tell  Him  that  He 
must  descend  into  hell,  to  release  Adam,  Eve,  the  Prophets, 
&c.  This  is  followed  by  the  apprehension,  which  is  accom- 
plished by  Pilate,  and  some  knights  whom  he  describes  as 
"  courteous  Caesars  of  Cain's  kindred."  —  In  the  nineteenth, 
Christ  is  carried,  by  two  Torturers,  before  Annas  and  Cai- 
aphas, and  the  latter,  em-aged  at  His  silence,  breaks  forth  in 
divers  insults,  threatening  to  thrust  out  both  His  eyes,  to  put 
Him  in  the  stocks,  and  to  hang  Him.  By  the  advice  of 
Annas,  He  is  then  sent  before  Pilate ;  and  the  piece  ends 
with  the  Torturers  and  a  man  named  Froward-taunt  beating 
Him.  —  No.  20th  presents  Christ  on  Pilate's  scaffold,  who 
makes  a  speech,  avowing  himself  "  full  of  subtlety,  false- 
hood, guile,  and  treachery,"  and  the  friend  of  all  that  "  use 
backbitings  and  slanderings."  He  refuses  to  sentence  Christ, 
but  secretly  gives  orders  for  the  crucifixion  while  washing 
his  hands.  St.  John  carries  the  news  to  the  Virgin  and  the 
other  women ;  and  at  the  close  Christ  enters  bearing  the 
cross,  and  foretelling  the  destruction  of  Jerusalem.  Thia 


MIRACLE-PLAYS.  CXClU 

brings  us  to  No.  21st,  in  which,  after  a  speech  from  Pilate, 
reviling  the  audience,  calling  them  "  harlots,  dastards,  thieves, 
and  michers,"  and  telling  them  to  keep  still,  the  hands  of 
Christ  are  bound,  and  the  cross  erected.  The  Torturers  then 
taunt  and  mock  Him,  speaking  of  Him  as  a  king  just  going 
to  ride  in  a  tournament.  This  is  followed  by  the  nailing  of 
Him  to  the  cross ;  after  which  the  Torturers  draw  cuts  far 
His  garment.  At  last,  "  a  blind  knight,"  Longius  by  name, 
being  led  in,  thrusts  a  spear  into  the  Saviour's  side,  when 
some  blood  flows  upon  his  eyes,  and  their  sight  is  immedi- 
ately restored. — These  four  pieces,  it  would  seem,  were 
meant  to  be  performed  together;  Leing,  in  effect,  much  the 
same  as  the  several  acts  or  scenes  of  a  regular  drama. 

No.  23d  sets  forth  the  descent  into  hell.  Adam  sees  the 
"  gleam  "  of  Christ's  coming,  and  speaks  of  it  to  Eve  and 
the  Prophets,  who  sing  for  joy.  Rybald,  the  porter  of  hell, 
calls  in  terror  on  Beekebub  to  make  ready  for  resistance  ; 
and  divers  fiends,  together  with  "  Sir  Satan  our  sire,"  are 
summoned,  while  "  watches  are  set  on  the  walls."  Satan, 
angry  at  being  disturbed,  threatens  to  knock  out  Beelzebub's 
brains.  The  devils  refusing  to  open  the  gates,  Christ  ex- 
claims, Mollite  portas,  and  they  forthwith  burst.  Satan 
from  below  orders  the  fiends  to  hurl  Him  down :  being  an- 
swered "  that  is  soon  said,"  he  then  goes  up  from  the  pit 
of  hell ;  Christ  tells  him  He  has  come  to  fetch  His  own,  and 
the  Father  hath  sent  Him.  Satan  then  argues  with  Him 
on  the  injustice  of  releasing  those  already  damned :  his  ar- 
guments failing,  he  begs  Christ  to  release  him  also.  Carist 
replies,  that  He  will  leave  him  the  company  of  Cain,  Judas, 
Acliitophel,  and  some  others ;  and  that  such  as  obey  His 
laws  shall  never  come  thither :  whereat  Satan  rejoices,  that 
hell  will  soon  be  more  populous  than  ever,  as  he  means  to 
walk  east  and  west,  seducing  mankind  into  his  service ;  but, 
Christ  exclaiming,  "  Devil,  I  command  thee  to  go  down  into 
thy  neat,  where  thou  shall  sit,"  he  "  sinks  into  hell-pit. 


CXC1V  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

Adam,  Eve,  Moses,  and  the  Prophets  being  then  set  free 
conclude  by  singing  Te  Deum  laudamas. 

The  Chester  and  Coventry  plays,  for  the  most  part,  closely 
resemble  the  Towneley  series,  both  in  the  subjects  and  the 
manner  of  treating  them ;  so  that  little  would  be  gained  for 
our  purpose  by  dwelling  much  upon  them.  A  portion,  how- 
ever, of  the  Coventry  series,  from  the  8th  to  the  15th,  in- 
clusive, have  Certain  peculiarities  that  call  fur  special  notice, 
as  they  show  the  first  beginnings  or  buddings  of  a  higher 
dramatic  growth,  which  afterwards  resulted  in  what  are 
called  Moral-plays.  This  part  of  the  set  all  form,  in  effect, 
one  piece,  and,  for  our  j  resent  purpose,  may  as  well  be  so 
regarded.  They  relate  to  matters  connected  with  the  Sa- 
viour's birth,  and  are  partly  founded  on  an  apocryphal  gos- 
pel. One  of  the  persons  is  named  Contemplation,  who, 
though  having  no  part  in  the  action,  serves  as  speaker  of 
pro.ogues,  and  moralizes  on  the  events.  This,  evidently,  is 
an  allegorical  personage,  that  is,  an  abstract  idea  personified, 
such  as  afterwards  grew  into  general  use,  and  gave  character 
to  the  stage-performances.  And  we  have  other  allegorical 
personages,  Verity,  Justice,  Mercy,  and  Peace. 

The  eighth  play  represents  Joachim  sorrowing  that  he  has 
no  child,  and  praying  that  the  cause  of  his  sorrow  may  be 
removed :  Anna,  his  wife,  heartily  joins  with  him,  taking  all 
the  blame  of  their  childlessness  to  herself.  In  answer  to 
their  prayers,  an  angel  descends,  to  announce  to  them  the 
birth  of  a  daughter,  who  shall  be  called  Mary.  Next  fol- 
lows the  presentation  of  Mary,  which  is  done  in  dumb  show, 
Contemplation  remarking  on  what  passes.  Mary  is  repr»- 
aeiited  "  all  in  white,  as  a  child  of  three  years'  age ; "  and 
after  a  long  interview  between  her  and  the  Bishop,  Con- 
templation informs  the  audience  that  fourteen  years  will 
elapse  before  her  next  appearance,  and  promises  that  they 
shall  soon  see  "  the  Parliament  of  heaven."  Next,  we  have 
the  ceremony  of  Mary's  betrothment.  The  Bishop  summons 
the  male*  of  David's  house  to  appear  in  the  temple,  each 


MIRACLE-PLAYS.  CXCV 

bringing  a  white  rod  ;  being  divinely  assured  that  he  whose 
rod  should  bud  and  bloom  was  to  be  the  husband  of  Mary. 
Joseph  comes  as  one  of  them :  after  a  deal  of  urgjig,  he 
offers  up  his  rod,  and  the  miracle  is  at  once  apparent,  "  a 
dead  stock  beareth  flowers  free."  When  asked  if  he  will  be 
married  to  the  maiden,  he  deprecates  such  an  event  with  all 
his  might,  and  pleads  his  old  age  in  bar  of  it ;  nevertheless 
the  marriage  proceeds.  Then  we  have  many  words  of  ten- 
der farewell  between  the  Virgin  and  her  parents,  the  mother 
saying  to  her,  among  other  things,  — 

"  I  pray  thee,  Mary,  my  sweet  child, 
Be  lowly  and  buxom,  meek  and  mild, 
Sad  and  sober,  and  nothing  wild." 

While  this  is  doing,  Joseph  goes  out,  but  presently  returns, 
and  informs  the  Virgin  that  he  has  "  hired  a  pretty  little 
house "  for  her  and  her  maids  to  live  in,  and  that  he  will 
"  go  labouring  in  far  country  "  to  maintain  her.  Then  comes 
the  Parliament  of  heaven,  the  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost 
taking  part  in  the  deliberations.  The  Virtues  plead  for  pitj 
and  grace  to  man ;  the  Father  replies  that  the  "  time  is 
come  of  reconciliation ; "  Verity  objects,  urging  that  there 
can  be  no  peace  made  between  sin  and  the  law ;  this  calls 
forth  an  earnest  prayer  from  Mercy  in  man's  behalf;  Justice 
takes  up  the  argument  on  the  other  side ;  Peace  answers, 
that  "  if  man's  soul  should  abide  in  hell,  between  God  and 
man  ever  would  be  division,"  in  which  case  she,  Peace,  could 
not  live  ;  which  brings  them  all  to  accord,  as  "  heaven  and 
earth  is  pleas'd  with  peace."  The  Son  then  raises  the  ques- 
tion how  the  thing  shall  be  done :  after  Verity,  Justice,  Mer- 
cy, and  Peace  have  tried  their  wit  and  found  it  unequal  to 
the  cause,  a  council  of  the  Trinity  is  held,  when  the  ST. 
offers  to  undertake  the  work  by  assuming  the  form  of  a  man, 
the  Father  consents,  and  the  Holy  Ghost  agrees  to  co-oper- 
ate. Gabrie  is  then  sent  on  an  errand  of  salutation  to  Mary : 
he  makes  known  to  her  the  decree  of  the  Incarnation ;  aftei 


CXCVi  HISTUKV     OF    THE    DRAMA. 

which  the  Holy  Ghost,  the  Son,  and  the  Father  descend  to 
her,  each  giving  her  three  benedictions. 

Joseph  is  absent  some  months.  On  returning,  he  dis- 
covers the  condition  of  Mary,  is  in  great  affliction,  and  re- 
proaches her ;  but,  an  angel  coming  to  him  and  explaining 
the  matter,  he  makes  amends.  Then  comes  the  visit  of 
Joseph  and  Mary  to  Elizabeth.  After  which,  Ahizachar  the 
Bishop  holds  a  court,  and  his  officer  summons  to  it  a  large 
number  of  people,  all  having  English  names,  the  purpose 
being,  tc  make  sport  for  the  audience,  who  are  told  to  "  ring 
well  in  their  purse  "  thus  showing  that  money  was  collected 
for  the  performance.  Mary  is  brought  before  this  court,  to 
be  tried  for  infidelity,  and  Joseph  also,  for  tamely  submitting 
to  it.  Two  Detractors  appear  as  their  accusers.  The  inno- 
cence of  Joseph  is  proved  by  his  drinking,  without  harm,  a 
liquid  which,  were  he  guilty,  would  cause  spots  on  his  face. 
Mary  also  drinks  of  the  same,  unhurt ;  whereupon  one  of 
the  accusers  affirms  that  the  Bishop  has  changed  the  draught ; 
but  is  himself  compelled  to  drink  what  there  is  left,  which 
cures  him  of  his  unbelief.  No.  loth  relates  to  the  Nativity. 
It  opens  with  a  dialogue  between  Joseph  and  Mar)" :  he,  it 
seems,  is  not  fully  satisfied  of  her  innocence,  but  his  doubts 
are  all  removed  in  this  manner :  Mary,  seeing  a  high  tree 
full  of  ripe  cherries,  asks  him  to  gather  some  for  her ;  he 
replies,  that  the  father  of  her  child  may  help  her  to  them  ; 
and  the  tree  forthwith  bows  down  its  top  to  her  hand.  Soon 
after,  the  Saviour's  birth  takes  place  on  the  stage. 

The  necessities  of  the  subject,  or  what  seem  such  to  us, 
must  be  our  excuse  for  stating  some  of  these  things ;  which, 
though  doubtless  full  of  solemnity  to  the  simple  minds  who 
witnessed  them,  are  apt  to  strike  us  as  highly  ludicrous ;  so 
that  they  can  hardly  be  mentioned  without  seeming  irrev- 
erence. 

Besides  these  three  sets  of  Miracle-plays,  tnere  are  sev- 
eral other  specimens,  some  of  which  seem  to  require  notice. 
The  first  to  be  mentioned  is  a  set  of  three,  known  as  the 


MIRACLE-PLATS.  CXCV1I 

Digby  Miracle-plays,  on  the  Conversion  of  St.  Paui.  These 
are  opened  and  closed  by  Poeta,  in  person.  St.  Paul  first 
enters  on  horseback,  and  after  his  conversion  he  puts  on  a 
"  disciple's  weed."  One  of  the  persons  is  Belial,  whose  ap- 
pearance  and  behaviour  are  indicated  by  the  stage-direction, 
—  "Here  to  enter  a  Devil  with  thunder  and  fire."  He 
makes  a  soliloquy  in  self-glorification,  and  then  complains 
of  the  dearth  of  news  ;  after  which  we  have  the  stage-direc- 
tion,—  "Here  shall  enter  another  Devil  called  Mercury, 
with  a  firing,  coming  in  haste,  crying  and  roaring."  He 
tells  Belial  of  St.  Paul's  conversion,  and  declares  the  belief 
that  "  the  devil's  law  "  is  done  for ;  whereat  Belial  also  is  in 
dismay.  They  plot  to  stir  up  the  Jewish  Bishops  in  the 
cause ;  which  done,  they  "  vanish  away  with  a  fiery  flame 
and  a  tempest." 

The  play  to  be  next  considered  relates  to  Mary  Magdalen. 
Fhis  seems  to  have  required  four  scaffolds  for  the  exhibition, 
as  Tiberius,  Herod,  Pilate,  and  the  Devil  have  each  their 
several  stations ;  and  one  of  the  directions  is,  —  "  Here  shall 
enter  the  prince  of  devils  on  a  stage,  and  hell  underneath 
the  stage."  Mary  lives  in  a  castle  inherited  from  her  father, 
who  figures  in  the  opening  of  the  play  as  King  Cyrus.  A 
ship  owned  by  St.  Peter  is  brought  into  the  space  between 
the  scaffolds,  and  Mary  and  some  others  make  a  long  voy- 
age in  it  The  heroine's  castle  is  besieged  by  the  Devil  with 
the  Seven  Deadly  Sins,  and  carried :  Lechery  then  beguiles 
her  with  a  flattering  speech  ;  Luxury  takes  her  to  a  tavern : 
there  a  gallant  named  Curiosity  treats  her  to  "  sops  pjid 
wine,"  and  seduces  her.  The  raising  of  Lazarus,  who  also 
had  Cyrus  for  his  father,  takes  place  in  the  performance ; 
and  the  process  of  Mary's  repentance  and  amendment  is 
carried  through  in  proper  order.  Tiberius  makes  a  long 
speech  glorifying  himself;  a  parasite  named  Serybil  flatters 
him  oil  his  good  looks,  and  he  in  return  blesses  Serybil's 
face,  which  was  probably  carbuncled  as  badly  as  Bardolph's. 
Herod  makes  his  boast  in  similar  stvle,  and  afterwards  goea 


CXCVI11  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

to  bed,  though  merely  in  order,  it  seems,  to  make  room  foi 
other  actors.  The  devils,  headed  by  Satan,  perform  a  mock 
pagan  mass  to  Mahound.  The  three  kings  of  the  World, 
the  Flesh,  and  the  Devil  figure  in  the  play,  but  not  prom- 
inently. A  priest  winds  up  the  performance,  requesting  the 
spectators  not  to  charge  the  faults  on  the  poet,  but  on  his 
want  of  skill  or  cunning. 

Here,  again,  we  see  the  gradual  introduction  of  allegorical 
characters,  in  the  shape  of  virtues  and  mental  qualities  per- 
sonified, as  Lechery,  Luxury,  and  Curiosity.  This  is  carried 
still  further  in  another  play,  of  a  later  date,  called  The  Life 
and  Repentance  of  Mary  Magdalen ;  where  we  have  divers 
impersonations  of  abstract  ideas,  such  as  Law,  Faith,  Re- 
pentance, Pride,  Cupidity,  Carnal-concupiscence,  and  Infi- 
delity ;  the  latter  very  clearly  foreshadowing  the  Vice  or  In- 
iquity, who  figured  so  largely  in  Moral-plays.  Infidelity  acts 
as  the  heroine's  paramour,  and  assumes  many  disguises,  to 
seduce  her  into  all  sorts  of  vice,  wherein  he  is  aided  by  Pride, 
Cupidity,  and  Carnal-concupiscence.  After  she  has  reached 
the  climax  of  sin,  he  advises  her  "  not  to  make  two  hells 
instead  of  one,"  but  to  live  merrily  in  this  world,  since  she 
is  sure  of  perdition  in  the  next ;  and  his  advice  succeeds  for 
a  while.  On  the  other  hand,  Law,  Faith,  Repentance,  Jus- 
tification, and  Love  strive  to  recover  her,  and  the  latter  hah" 
of  the  piece  is  taken  up  with  this  work  of  benevolence.  At 
ast,  Christ  expels  the  seven  devils,  who  "  roar  terribly : " 
whereupon  Infidelity  and  his  associates  give  her  up.  The 
piece  closes  with  a  dialogue  between  Mary,  Justification,  and 
Love,  the  latter  two  rejoicing  in  the  salvation  of  a  sinner. 

This  play  was  printed  in  1567,  and  is  described  in  the  title- 
page  as  "  not  only  godly,  learned,  and  fruitful,  but  also  well 
furnished  with  pleasant  mirth  and  pastime,  very  delectable 
for  those  which  shall  hear  or  read  the  same :  made  by  the 
learned  clerk,  Lewis  Wager."  It  bears  clear  internal  evi- 
sence  of  having  been  written  after  the  Reformation;  and 


MIRACLE-PLAYS.  CXC1X 

the  prologue  snows  that  it  was  acted  by  itinerant  playejs, 
and  had  been  performed  "  at  the  university." 

Four  Miracle-plays  have  come  down  to  us,  which  were 
written  by  Bishop  Bale,  and  printed  somewhere  on  the  Con- 
tinent in  1538.  The  most  notable  point  concerning  them 
is,  their  being  the  first  known  attempt  to  use  the  stage  in 
furtherance  of  the  Reformation.  One  of  them  is  entitled 
Christ's  Temptation.  It  opens  with  Christ  in  the  wilderness, 
faint  through  hunger ;  and  His  first  speech  is  meant  to  re- 
fute the  Romish  doctrine  touching  the  efficacy  of  fasting. 
Satan  joins  Hun  in  the  disguise  of  a  hermit,  and  the  whole 
temptation  proceeds  according  to  Scripture.  In  one  of  his 
arguments,  Satan  vents  his  spite  against  "  false  priests  and 
bishops,"  but  plumes  himself  that  "  the  Vicar  of  Rome " 
will  worship  and  befriend  him.  In  the  epilogue,  the  author 
in  his  own  person  maintains  the  fitness  of  letting  the  peo- 
ple have  the  Bible  to  read,  and  belabours  the  Romanists  for 
wishing  to  keep  them  in  ignorance. 

Another  of  Bale's  Miracle-plays  is  called  The  Three  Laws 
of  Nature,  Moses,  and  Christ.  In  his  Expostulation  or 
Complaint,  he  refers  to  this  play,  and  says,  —  "  Therein  it  is 
largely  declared,  how  that  faithless  Antichrist  of  Rome,  with 
his  clergy,  hath  been  a  blemish,  darkener,  confounder,  and 
poisoner  of  all  wholesome  laws."  Bale  also  wrote  several 
plays  of  another  kind,  of  one  of  which  some  account  is  given 
in  our  Introduction  to  King  John. 

The  Miracle-play  of  King  Darius,  printed  in  1565,  is 
founded  on  the  Third  Book  of  Esdras,  which  is  excluded 
even  from  the  Apocrypha  of  our  Bible.  It  is  scarce  worth 
notice,  except  that  Iniquity  with  his  wooden  dagger  has  a 
leading  part  in  the  action.  He,  together  with  Importunity 
and  Partiality,  has  divers  contests  with  Equity,  Charity,  and 
Constancy :  for  a  while  he  has  the  better  of  them,  but  at 
last  they  catch  him  alone ;  each  in  turn  threatens  him  with 
Bore  visitings  ;  then  follows  the  direction,  —  "  Here  some- 
body must  cast  fire  to  Lii-juity ; "  who  probably  had  some 


CC  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

fireworks  about  his  person,  to  explode  for  the  amusement 
of  the  audience  as  lie  went  out, 

The  play  of  Abraham's  Sacrifice,  printed  in  1575,  is  a 
translation  by  Golding ;  the  original  having  been  written  by 
the  celebrated  Beza,  and  performed  at  Lausanne  about  1550. 
It  opens  with  a  dialogue  between  Abraham  and  Sarah,  who 
unite  in  singing  a  hymn.  Satan  then  enters  "  in  the  habit 
of  a  monk,"  and  makes  a  long  speech  to  himself,  exulting 
in  the  wicked  pranks  he  has  played  in  that  disguise.  He 
then  slips  aside  ;  a  band  of  shepherds  strike  up  a  song,  dur- 
ing which  Abraham  receives  the  Divine  command,  and  he 
and  Isaac  take  leave  of  Sarah.  The  fiend  still  trusts  that 
Abraham's  resolution  will  break  down,  and  watches  narrow- 
ly during  the  sacrifice,  speaking  asiue.  At  first  Abraham's 
resolution  falters,  he  drops  the  knife,  then  resolves  again, 
and  is  about  to  strike,  when  the  angel  enters  to  stay  his 
hand,  and  tells  him  to  sheathe  his  knife.  In  this  pail,  the 
play  is  much  inferior  to  the  corresponding  plays  of  the 
Towneley,  Chester,  and  Coventry  sets ;  which  have  some 
jets  of  tender  pathos,  such  as  to  make  the  lip  quiver,  and 
put  jewels  in  the  eye. 

Hitherto,  we  have  met  with  scarce  any  thing  that  can  be 
regarded  as  portraiture  of  individual  character,  though  some- 
what of  that  sort  may  be  alleged  in  the  case  of  Mak  in  No. 
12th  of  the  Towneley  series.  The  truth  is,  character  and 
action,  in  the  proper  sense  of  the  terms,  were  hardly  thought 
of  in  the  making  of  Miracle-plays ;  the  work  aiming  at  noth- 
ing higher  than  a  literal  or  mechanical  reflection  of  facts 
and  events  ;  sometimes  relieved  indeed  with  certain  general- 
ities of  popular  humour  and  satire,  but  without  any  context- 
ure of  individual  traits.  We  now  come  to  a  piece  which 
deserves  remark,  as  indicating  how,  under  the  pressure  of 
general  dramatic  improvement,  Miracle-plays  tried  to  rise 
above  their  proper  sphere,  and  still  retain  their  proper  form. 
It  is  entitled  "  A  new,  merry,  and  witty  Comedy  or  Inter- 
kde,  treating  upon  thn  History  of  Jacob  and  Esau ; "  was 


MIRACLE-PLAYS.  CCI 

printed  in  1568,  but  probably  written  as  early  as  1551.  It 
js  of  very  regular  construction,  having  five  Acts,  which  are 
duly  subdivided  into  scenes.  Besides  the  Scripture  charac- 
ters, are  Ragau,  Esau's  servant ;  Mido,  a  boy  who  leads 
blind  Isaac ;  Hanon  and  Zethar,  two  of  his  neighbours ; 
Abra,  a  girl  who  assists  Rebecca ;  and  Debora,  an  old  nurse. 
It  is  opened  by  Ragau,  who  enters  "  with  his  horn  at  his 
back  and  his  hunting-staff  in  his  hand,  leading  three  grey- 
hounds, or  one,  as  may  be  gotten."  His  master,  Esau,  then 
comes,  and  they  set  forth  together  on  a  hunt ;  Rebecca 
urges  Jacob  to  secure  his  brother's  birthright ;  Esau  returns 
with  a  raging  appetite,  and  Jacob  demands  his  birthright  as 
the  condition  of  relieving  him  with  a  mess  of  rice  pottage  ; 
he  consents,  and  Ragau  laughs  at  his  simplicity,  while  Jacob, 
Rebecca,  and  Abra  sing  a  psalm  of  thanksgiving.  These 
things  occupy  the  first  two  Acts  :  in  the  third  Esau  and  his 
servant  take  another  hunt.  The  blessing  of  Jacob  occurs  in 
the  fourth  Act ;  Rebecca  tasking  her  cookery  to  the  utmost 
in  dressing  a  kid,  and  succeeding  in  her  scheme.  In  the 
last,  Esau  comes  back,  and  learns  from  his  father  what  has 
been  done  in  his  absence.  The  plot  and  incidents  are  man- 
aged with  due  propriety  and  decorum ;  the  characters  are 
discriminated  with  considerable  art ;  the  versification  is  re- 
markably good  for  the  time  ;  the  comic  portions  show  some 
neatness  and  delicacy  of  wit  and  humour ;  and,  all  together, 
the  play  is  far  superior  to  any  preceding  attempt  in  the  same 
line. 

In  the  interlude,  as  it  is  called,  of  Godly  Queen  Esther, 
printed  in  1561,  we  have  a  Miracle-play  going  still  further 
out  of  itself.  One  of  the  characters  is  named  Hardy-dardy, 
who,  with  some  qualities  of  the  Vice,  foreshadows  the  Jester 
or  professional  Fool  of  the  later  Drama ;  wearing  motley, 
and  pretending  weakness  or  disorder  of  intellect,  to  the  end 
that  his  wit  may  run  the  more  at  large,  and  strike  with  the 
more  effect.  Hardy-dardy  offers  himself  as  a  servant  to 
Haman :  after  Haman  has  urged  him  with  divers  remark* 


CCU  HISTORY    OF    THE    DKAMA. 

in  dispraise  of  fools,  he  sagely  replies,  that  "some  wise  man 
must  be  fain  sometime  to  do  on  a  fool's  coat."  Nor  is  he  HO 
ignorant  but  that  he  can  quote  Ovid  and  Valerius  Maximus. 
Besides  the  Scripture  characters,  the  play  has  several  alle- 
gorical personages,  as  Pride,  Ambition,  and  Adulation :  these 
three  are  represented  as  making  their  \vills,  bequeathing  all 
their  bad  qualities  to  Haman,  and  thereby  ruining  him. 
Three  courtiers  having  discussed  the  merits  of  wealth,  power, 
virtue,  wisdom,  and  noble  blood,  King  Ahasuerus  has  all  the 
maiden  beauties  of  his  kingdom  brought  before  him  ;  which 
done,  he  makes  choice  of  Esther  for  his  wife.  After  her 
elevation,  Queen  Esther  has  a  chapel  royal,  well  supplied 
with  music  and  singers  for  her  delight,  thus  imitating  her 
royal  sister,  Elizabeth.  One  of  the  persons  mentioning  the 
likelihood  of  a  war  with  Scotland  and  France,  Hardy-dardy 
thereupon  informs  us  that  he  gets  his  wine  fiom  the  latter 
country.  And  there  are  divers  other  allusions  to  things  and 
persons  of  England,  though  the  scene  lies  in  Assyria. 


CHAPTER   II. 
MORAL-PLAYS. 

THE  purpose  and  idea  of  Miracle-plays  was,  to  inculcate, 
in  a  popular  way,  what  may  be  termed  the  theological  ver- 
ities :  at  first,  they  took  their  substance  and  form  solely  with 
a  view  to  this  end ;  the  securing  of  an  orthodox  faith  being 
then,  from  the  recent  prevalence  of  heathenism,  naturally 
looked  upon  as  the  one  all-important  concern.  In  course  of 
time,  the  thirst  for  novelty  and  variety  drew  them  beyond 
their  original  sphere,  of  revealed  religion,  into  that  of  natural 
ethics.  By  degrees,  allegorical  impersonations  came,  as  we 


MORAL-PLATS.  cciu 

Have  seen,  to  be  more  or  less  mixed  up  with  Scripture  Char- 
acters and  events ;  the  aim  being,  to  illustrate  and  enforce 
the  virtues  that  refer  immediately  to  the  practical  conduct 
of  life.  Doubtless,  the  instincts  of  duty,  as,  under  Christian 
culture,  they  emerged  more  and  more  into  the  clear  light  of 
consciousness,  had  much  to  do  in  furthering  this  innovation. 
The  new-comers  kept  encroaching  more  and  more  upon  the 
ancient  tenants :  invited  in  as  auxiliaries,  they  remained  as 
principals  ;  and  at  last  quite  superseded  and  replaced  the 
original  occupants  of  the  ground.  Hence  there  grew  into 
use  quite  a  different  style  or  order  of  workmanship,  a  dis- 
tinct class  of  symbolical  or  allegorical  dramas ;  that  is, 
dramas  made  up  entirely  of  abstract  ideas  personified. 
These  are  properly  termed,  from  their  structure  and  pur- 
pose, Moral-plays.  We  shall  see  hereafter,  that  much  the 
same  course  and  process  of  transition  was  repeated  in  the 
gradual  rising  of  genuine  Comedy  and  Tragedy  out  of  the 
allegorical  dramas. 

Of  course,  representations  of  the  Devil  made  a  legitimate 
part  of  the  Miracle-plays.  Nor  was  it  without  a  profound 
insight  of  nature,  that  in  those  representations  he  was  en 
dowed  in  large  measure  with  a  biting,  caustic  humour,  and 
with  a  coarse,  scoffing,  profane  wit.  To  these  was  properly 
joined  an  exaggerated  grotesqueness  of  look  and  manner, 
such  as  would  awaken  mixed  emotions  of  fear,  mirth,  and 
disgust.  In  these  qualities  of  mind  and  person,  together  with 
the  essential  malignity,  of  which  they  are  the  proper  sur- 
face and  outside,  we  have,  no  doubt,  the  germs  of  both  Com- 
edy and  Tragedy.  For,  in  the  nature  of  things,  the  horrible 
and  the  ridiculous  easily  pass  into  each  other,  both  being  in- 
deed but  different  phases  of  one  and  the  same  thing.  Ac- 
cordingly, the  Devil,  under  one  name  or  another,  continued 
to  propagate  himself  on  the  stage  some  time  after  his  origina. 
co-actors  had  withdrawn. 

It  is  plain,  also,  that  from  the  nature  and  principle  of  the 
thing  an  allegorical  personage,  called  Iniquity,  Vice,  or  some 


CC1V  HISTORY    OK    TIIK     DRAMA. 

such  name,  would  be  among  the  first  dianic-tvrs  to  take 
stand  in  Moral-plays,  as  a  personification  of  the  evil  tenden- 
cies in  man.  And  the  Vice,  thus  originating  from  the  mora 
\iew  of  things,  would  needs  he,  evidently,  a  sort  of  counter- 
part to  that  more  ancient  impersonation  of  evil  which  took 
its  origin  from  the  theological  sphere.  The  Devil,  being  the 
stronger  principle,  would  naturally  hare  use  for  the  Vice  as 
his  agent  or  factor.  Hence  we  may  discover  in  these  two 
personages  points  of  mutual  sympathy  and  attraction ;  and. 
in  fact,  it  was  hi  and  through  them  that  the  two  species  of 
drama  first  met  and  coalesced  into  one  ;  Miracle-plays  bor- 
rowing the  Vice  as  a  primitive  up-shoot  of  Moral-plays,  and 
the  latter  retaining  the  Devil  as  the  most  vigorous  and  op- 
erative element  of  the  former.  Nor  is  it  anywise  strange 
that  the  Vice,  while  acting  as  the  Devil's  factor,  should  for 
that  very  reason  be  fond  of  abusing  and  belabouring  him  : 
on  the  contrary,  this  is  his  most  natural  means  of  stifling  c,r 
escaping  from  the  sense  whom  he  is  serving,  and  that  he  is 
to  have  nothing  but  pain  and  perdition  in  reward  of  his 
service. 

In  Moral-plays  the  Devil  and  the  Vice,  or  at  least  one  of 
them,  almost  always  bore  a  leading  part,  though  not  always 
under  those  names.  Most  commonly,  for  causes  already 
stated,  the  two  were  retained  together ;  though  there  are 
some  cases  of  each  figuring  apart  from  the  other.  We  have 
ample  proof  that  there  was  no  sparing  of  pains  to  give  tne 
Devil  as  hideous  an  aspect  as  possible.  He  was  made  an 
out-and-out  monster  in  appearance,  all  hairy  and  snaggy, 
with  a  "  bottle  nose "  and  an  "  evil  face,"  having  horns, 
hoofs,  and  a  long  tail ;  so  that  the  sight  had  been  at  once 
loathsome  and  ludicrous,  but  for  the  great  strength  and 
quickness  of  wit,  and  the  fiendish,  yet  merry  and  waggish 
malignity,  which  usually  marked  his  conversation ;  though 
he  was  sometimes  endowed  with  a  most  protean  versatility 
of  mind  and  person,  so  that  he  could  walk  abroad  as  "  plain 
devil,"  scaring  all  he  met,  or  steal  into  society  as  a  prudent 


MORVL-PL\YS.  CC? 

counsellor,  a  dasliing  gallant,  or  whatsoever  else  would  best 
work  his  ends. 

As  for  the  Vice,  he  commonly  acted  the  part  of  a  broad, 
rampant  jester  and  buffoon,  full  of  mad  pranks  and  mischief- 
making,  liberally  dashed  with  a  sort  of  tumultuous,  swagger- 
ing fun.  He  was  arrayed  in  a  fantastic  garb,  with  something 
of  drollery  in  its  appearance,  so  as  to  aid  the  comic  effect  of 
his  action,  and  armed  with  a  dagger  of  lath,  perhaps  as  sym- 
bolical that  his  use  of  weapons  was  but  to  the  end  of  pro- 
voking his  own  defeat,  and  that  he  was  dangerous  only  as  a 
friend.  He  was  hugely  given  to  cracking  ribald  and  saucy 
jokes  with  and  upon  the  Devil,  and  treating  him  in  a  style 
of  coarse  familiarity  and  mockery ;  and  a  part  of  his  ordi- 
nary function  was,  to  bestride  the  Devil,  and  beat  him  till  he 
roared,  and  the  audience  roared  with  him  ;  the  scene  ending 
with  his  being  carried  off  to  hell  on  the  Devil's  back.  Much 
of  the  old  custom  in  these  two  personages  is  amusingly  set 
forth  in  Ben  Jonson's  Staple  of  News,  where,  at  the  end  of 
each  Act,  we  have  some  imaginary  spectators  commenting 
on  the  performance.  At  the  end  of  Act  L,  one  of  them  ex- 
pressing a  fear  that  the  play  has  no  Fool  in  it,  as  the  Vice 
was  often  called,  Gossip  Tattle  delivers  herself  thus :  "  Mj 
husband,  Timothy  Tattle.  God  rest  his  poor  soul !  was  wont 
to  say,  there  was  no  play  without  a  Fool  and  a  Devil  in't  j 
he  was  for  the  Devil  still,  God  bless  him !  The  Devil  for  his 
money,  he  would  say ;  I  would  fain  see  the  Devil.  And  why 
would  you  so  fain  see  the  Devil  ?  would  I  say.  Because  he 
has  horns,  wife,  and  may  be  a  cuckold  as  well  as  a  devil,  he 
would  answer."  It  being  asked,  —  "  But  was  the  Devil  a 
proper  man  ?  "  Gossip  Mirth  replies,  —  "  As  fine  a  gentle- 
man of  his  inches  as  ever  I  saw  trusted  to  the  stage  or  any 
where  else ;  and  loved  the  commonwealth  as  well  as  ever  a 
patriot  of  them  ail :  he  would  carry  away  the  Vice  on  his 
back,  quick  to  hell,  wherever  he  came,  and  reform  abuses." 
Again,  at  the  end  of  Act  iL,  the  question  being  put,  —  "  How 
like  you  the  Vice  in  the  play  ?  "  Widow  Tattle  complainn, 


CCV1  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

—  "But  here  is  never  a  fiend  to  carry  him  away.  Besides, 
he  has  never  a  wooden  dagger  !  I  would  not  give  a  rush  for 
a  Vice  that  has  not  a  wooden  dagger,  to  snap  at,  every  body 
he  meets."  -Whereupon,  Mirth  observes,  —  "  That  was  the 
old  way.  gossip,  when  Iniquity  came  in  like  Hokos-Pokos, 
in  a  juggler's  jerkin,  with  false  skirts,  like  the  knave  of  clubs." 
Some  further  light  on  the  subject  may  be  found  in  Twelfth 
Night,  Act  iv.  sc.  2,  note  13 ;  and  in  King  Richard  III.,  Act 
iii.  sc.  1,  note  11. 

The  most  ancient  specimen  of  a  Moral-play,  known  to 
have  survived,  dates  as  far  back  as  the  reign  of  Henry  VI., 
which  closed  in  1461.  It  is  entitled  The  Castle  of  Perse- 
verance, and  evinces  such  a  degree  of  perfection  as  would 
naturally  infer  many  earlier  attempts  in  the  same  line.  It 
is  opened  by  Mundus,  Belial,  and  Caro,  descanting  on  their 
several  gifts :  Humanum  Genus,  who  represents  mankind, 
then  announces  himself,  just  born,  and  naked ;  while  he  is 
speaking,  a  good  and  a  bad  angel  appear  on  his  right  and 
left,  each  claiming  him  as  a  follower.  He  prefers  the  bad 
angel,  who  leads  him  straight  to  Mundus  ;  the  latter  orders 
liis  friends,  Voluptas  and  Stultitia,  to  take  him  in  hand. 
Detractio,  who  calls  himself  Backbiter,  is  also  made  one  of 
his  train,  and  procures  him  the  acquaintance  of  Avaritia,  by 
whom  he  is  introduced  to  the  other  Deadly  Sins  :  not  long 
after,  the  youth  meets  with  Luxuria,  and  has  her  for  his 
mistress.  At  all  this,  Bad  Angel  exults,  but  Good  Ange 
mourns,  and  sends  Confessio  to  Humanum  Genus,  who  at 
first  repels  him  as  having  come  too  soon.  However,  with  the 
help  of  Poenitentia,  Confessio  at  last  reclaims  him ;  and  he 
asks  where  he  can  live  in  safety,  and  is  told,  in  the  Castle  of 
Perseverance :  so,  thither  he  goes,  being  at  that  time,  if  Bad 
Angel  may  be  credited,  "forty  winters  old."  The  Seven 
Cardinal  Virtues  wait  upon  him  in  the  Castle,  with  their  re- 
spective counsels.  Belial,  after  having  beaten  the  Seven 
Deadly  Sins  for  letting  him  escape,  heads  them  in  laying 
siege  to  the  Castle  ;  but  he  appeals  to  "  the  Duke  that  died 


MORAL-PLATS.  CCVll 

on  rood''  to  defend  him,  and  the  assailants  retire  discom- 
fited, being  beaten  "black  and  blue"  by  the  roses  which 
Charity  and  Patience  hurl  against  them.  As  Humanum 
Genus  is  now  grown  "  hoary  and  cold,"  and  his  "  back  gin- 
neth  to  bow  and  bend,"  Avaritia  worms  in  under  the  walls, 
and  with  his  persuasive  eloquence  induces  him  to  quit  the 
Castle,  and  submit  to  the  discipline  of  his  new  friend.  No 
sooner  has  he  got  well  skilled  in  the  new  lore,  than  Garcio, 
who  stands  for  the  rising  generation,  demands  all  his  wealth, 
alleging  that  Mundus  has  given  it  to  him.  Presently  MOM 
comes  in  for  his  turn,  and  makes  a  long  speech  extolling  hi* 
own  power :  Anima,  also,  hastens  to  the  spot,  and  invokes 
the  aid  of  Misericordia ;  notwithstanding,  Bad  Angel  shoul- 
ders the  hero,  and  sets  off  with  him  for  the  infernal  regions. 
Then  follows  a  discussion  in  heaven,  Mercy  and  Peace  plead- 
ing for  the  hero,  Verity  and  Justice  against  him  :  God  sends 
for  his  soul ;  Peace  takes  it  from  Bad  Angel,  who  is  driven 
off  to  hell ;  Mercy  presents  it  to  heaven ;  and  "  the  Fathei 
sitting  in  judgment"  pronounces  the  sentence,  which  ot 
course  unfolds  the  moral  of  the  performance. 

From  the  foregoing  analysis  it  will  have  been  seen  that 
the  piece  partakes  somewhat  the  character  of  a  Miracle- 
play.  A  list  of  the  persons  is  given  at  the  end,  to  the  num- 
ber of  thirty-seven ;  and  also  a  rude  sketch  of  the  represen- 
tation, showing  a  castle  in  the  centre,  with  a  bed  under  it 
fo»  the  hero,  and  five  scaffolds  for  Deus,  Belial,  Mundus, 
Caro,  and  Avaritia.  Bad  Angel  is  the  Devil  of  the  perfonn- 
ance:  there  is  no  personage  answering  to  the  Vice.  The 
authorship  is  unknown;  but  Mr.  Collier  thinks  it  was  not 
the  work  of  a  clergyman,  because  the  hero  remarks  of  In- 
vidia,  one  of  the  characters,  that  "  in  abbeys  he  dwelleth 
full  oft." 

The  next  piece  to  be  noticed  bears  the  title  of  Mind,  Will, 
and  Understanding.  It  is  opened  by  Wisdom,  who  repre- 
sents the  second  Person  of  the  Trinity,  and  is  dressed  in 
rich  purple,  with  a  beard  of  gold,  and  an  imperial  crown  on 


CCVIH  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

his  head  set.  with  precious  stones  ;  "in  his  left  hand  a  bal! 
of  gold  with  a  cross  thereupon,  and  in  his  right  hand  a  regal 
sceptre."  Anima  soon  joins  him  "  as  a  maid,  in  white  cloth 
of  gold  gaily  purfled  with  minever,  a  mantle  of  black  there- 
upon ; "  and  they  converse  upon  heavenly  love,  the  sevei. 
sacraments,  the  five  senses,  and  reason.  Mind,  Will,  and 
Understanding  then  describe  their  several  qualities ;  the  Five 
Wits,  attired  as  Virgins,  go  out  singing ;  Lucifer  enters  "  in 
A  Devil's  array  without,  and  within  as  proud  as  a  gallant," 
that  is,  with  a  gallant's  dress  under  his  proper  garb  ;  relates 
die  creation  and  fall  of  man,  describing  Mind,  Will,  and  Un- 
derstanding as  the  three  properties  of  the  soul,  which  he 
means  to  assail  and  corrupt.  He  then  goes  out,  and  pres- 
ently returns  "  as  a  goodly  gallant,"  succeeds  in  his  attempt, 
and,  his  victims  having  withdrawn  awhile,  makes  an  exulting 
speech,  at  the  close  of  which  "  he  taketh  a  shrewd  boy  with 
him,  and  goeth  his  way  crying ; "  probably  snatching  up  a 
boy  from  amongst  the  spectators,  —  an  incident  designed  to 
"  bring  down  the  house."  Lucifer  having  gone  out,  his  three 
victims  return  in  gay  apparel ;  they  dismiss  Conscience ; 
Will  dedicates  himself  to  lust,  being  "  as  merry  as  a  bird 
on  bough  ; "  all  join  in  a  song,  and  then  proceed  to  have  a 
dance.  First,  Mind  calls  in  his  followers :  "  Here  enter  six, 
disguised  in  the  suit  of  Mind,  with  red  beards,  and  lions 
rampant  on  their  crests^and  each  a  warder  in  his  hand  : " 
these  answer  to  the  names,  Indignation,  Sturdiness,  Malice, 
Hastiness,  Wreck,  and  Discord.  Next,  Understanding  sum- 
mons his  adherents :  "  Here  enter  six  jurors  in  a  suite, 
gowned,  with  hoods  about  their  heads,  hats  of  maintenance 
thereupon,  vizarded  diversely : "  their  names  are  Wrong, 
Slight,  Doubleness,  Falseness,  Ravin,  and  Deceit  Then 
come  the  servants  of  Will :  "  Here  enter  six  women,  three 
disguised  as  gallants,  and  three  as  matrons,  with  wonderftd 
vizors  correspondent : "  these  are  called  Recklessness,  Idle 
ness,  Surfeit,  Greediness,  Spouse-breach,  and  Fornication, 
The  minstrels  striking  up  a  hornpipe,  they  all  dance  togeth- 


MORAL-PLAYS.  CCiX 

er  UAtil  a  quarrel  breaks  out  between  them,  when  the  eigh- 
teen servants  are  driven  off,  their  masters  remaining  alone 
on  the  stage.  Just  as  these  are  about  to  withdraw  for  a 
carouse,  Wisdom  enters:  Anima  also  makes  her  appear • 
ance,  "  in  the  most  horrible  wise,  fouler  than  a  fiend ; "  and 
presently  gives  birth  to  six  of  the  Deadly  Sins :  "  Here  run 
out  from  under  the  horrible  mantle  of  the  Soul  six  small 
boys  in  the  likeness  of  devils,  and  so  return  again."  Anima 
thereupon  perceives  what  a  transformation  has  overtaken 
ner,  and  Mind,  Will,  and  Understanding  learn  that  they  are 
the  cause  of  it :  "  Here  they  go  out,  and  in  the  going  the 
Soid  singeth  in  tha  most  lamentable  wise,  with  drawling 
notes,  as  it  is  sung  in  the  Passion- Week."  Wisdom  then 
opens  his  mouth  in  a  long  speech,  after  which,  "  here  enter- 
eth  Anima,  with  the  Five  Wits  going  before,  Mind  on  the 
one  side,  and  Understanding  on  the  other  side,  and  Will  fol- 
lowing, all  in  their  first  clothing,  their  chaplets  and  crests, 
and  all  having  on  crowns,  singing  in  their  coming."  The 
three  dupes  of  Lucifer  renounce  the  evil  of  their  ways,  and 
Anima  is  made  happy  in  their  reformation. 

The  two  forecited  pieces  have  come  down  to  our  time  only 
in  manuscript.  "  A  Goodly  Interlude  of  Nature "  is  the 
title  of  a  Moral-play  written  by  Henry  Medwall,  chaplain 
to  Archbishop  Morton,  which  has  descended  to  us  in  print. 
It  is  in  two  parts,  and  at  the  end  of  the  first  part  we  learn 
that  it  was  played  before  Morton  himself,  who  became  Arch- 
bishop of  Canterbury  in  1486,  and  died  in  1500.  Like  the 
I  wo  foregoing  specimens,  it  was  meant  to  illustrate  the  strife 
of  good  and  evil  in  man,  but  is  much  superior  to  either  of 
them  both  in  construction  and  versification. 

Mundus  and  Worldly-affection  are  represented  sitting  on 
the  stage,  and  Man  enters  attended  by  Nature,  Reason,  and 
Innocence.  Nature  announces  herself  as  God's  minister  on 
earth  to  instruct  His  creatures,  and  appoints  Reason  to  guide 
Man  in  life  ;  but,  through  the  arts  of  Mundus  and  Sensual- 
ity, he  is  persuaded  to  dismiss  Reason  and  Innocence  to  the 


IJCX  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

devil,  laughing  at  the  latter  for  being  as  inut?  as  a  Grey 
friar.  Pride  then  conies  in,  so  wrapped  up  in  self-love  that 
at  first  he  does  not  notice  Man,  but  afterwards  engages  Sen- 
suality to  insinuate  him  into  his  confidence.  The  result  is, 
Man  agrees  that  Pride  shall  be  his  companion ;  and.  while 
he  is  gone  out  with  Sensuality  to  a  tavern,  Pride  and  World- 
ly-affection arrange  for  him  a  fitting  apparel,  wherein  the 
fashions  of  the  time  are  satirized.  Man  now  quarrels  with 
Reason,  and  strikes  her  with  his  sword,  for  trying  to  keep 
him  from  going  with  a  couple  of  prostitutes ;  after  which,  he 
soon  meets  with  the  Seven  Deadly  Sins,  who  join  themselves 
to  him  under  feigned  names.  But  Man  discovers  ere  long 
that  he  has  been  duped,  repents  his  treatment  of  Reason, 
shakes  off  Worldly-affection,  and  courts  Shamefastness ;  is 
reconciled  to  Reason,  and  promises  to  be  guided  by  her ;  but 
his  purpose  is  undermined  by  Sensuality,  who  tells  him  that 
Margery,  one  of  the  prostitutes,  has  gone  stark  mad  for  love 
of  him,  and  has  entered  into  "  a  religious  place,"  meaning 
a  house  of  ill  fame  in  Southwark.  Away  goes  Man  to  seek 
her :  returning,  he  meets  Sloth,  and  grows  fearful  that  Rea- 
son is  going  to  take  him  by  force :  a  contest  ensues  between 
the  parties :  some  of  the  Deadly  Sins  take  side  with  him 
against  Reason  ;  but  Gluttony  declines  fighting :  Pride  also 
backs  out  of  the  scrape ;  for  which  cause  Man  repudiates 
him,  and  is  again  made  friends  with  Reason  by  Age.  Nev- 
ertheless, he  still  clings  to  Covetise  ;  and,  the  question  being 
raised,  where  Covetise  has  dwelt  so  long,  Sensuality  remarks, 
—  "  He  dwelleth  with  a  priest,  as  I  heard  say  ;  for  he  loveth 
well  men  of  the  Church ;  and  lawyers  eke  will  follow  his 
counsel."  Man  then  holds  a  conference  with  Reason,  and 
makes  many  promises  of  amendment ;  Meekness,  the  enemy 
of  Pride,  enters  and  gives  his  lesson ;  he  is  followed  by 
Charity,  Patience,  and  other  good  counsellors :  Abstinence 
and  Chastity  take  Man  away  on  a  visit  to  Repentance  ;  on 
his  return,  Reason  welcomes  him,  and  promises  him  sal- 
vation. 


VOKAL-PLAYS. 

fhere  are  several  other  printed  pieces  dating  from  about 
the  same  period  as  the  preceding,  but  so  nearly  like  it,  that 
the  dwelling  upon  them  would  make  little  for  our  purpose. 
One  of  them  is  entitled  The  World  and  the  Child,  and  rep- 
resents man  in  the  five  stages  of  infancy,  boyhood,  youth, 
maturity,  and  infirmity.  It  was  printed  in  1522,  but  doubt- 
less written  some  years  before.  Another  of  them  is  called 
I  lick  Scorner,  and  deserves  mention  chiefly  as  being  perhaps 
the  earliest  specimen  of  a  Moral-play,  in  which  some  at- 
tempt is  made  at  individual  character.  The  piece  is  some- 
what remarkable,  also,  in  having  been  such  a  popular  fa- 
vourite, that  the  phrase  "  Hick  Scorner's  jests  "  grew  into 
use  as  a  proverb,  to  signify  the  profane  scurrility  with  which 
the  Puritans  treated  the  Scriptures  in  the  reign  of  Elizabeth. 

"  The  Necromancer,  a  Moral  Interlude  and  a  pithy,  writ- 
ten by  Master  Skelton,  Laureate,  and  played  before  the  King 
and  other  estates  at  Woodstock  on  Palm-Sunday,"  came 
from  the  press  in  1504.  The  piece  is  now  lost ;  but  a  copy 
of  it  belonging  to  Collins  was  seen  by  Warton,  who  gave  an 
account  of  it ;  which,  as  it  is  very  curious,  we  must  add  in 
a  condensed  form.  The  persons  are  a  Necromancer  or  Con- 
jurer, the  Devil,  a  Notaiy  Public,  Simony,  and  Avarice. 
The  plot  is  the  trial  of  Simony  and  Avarice,  the  Devil  being 
the  judge,  and  the  Notary  Public  serving  as  assessor  or 
scribe :  the  Conjurer  has  little  to  do  but  open  the  subject  in 
a  long  prologue,  evoke  the  Devil,  and  summon  the  court, 
The  prisoners  are  found  guilty,  and  ordered  off  straight  to 
hell :  the  Devil  kicks  the  Conjurer  for  waking  him  too  early 
in  the  morning :  Avarice  quotes  Seneca  and  St.  Augustine  j 
and  Simony  tries  to  bribe  the  Devil :  he  rejects  her  offer 
with  indignation,  and  swears  by  the  Furies  and  the  hoary 
head  of  Charon,  that  she  shall  be  well  roasted  in  the  sulphur 
of  Cocytus,  along  with  Mahomet,  Pilate,  Judas,  and  Herod. 
The  last  s^ene  presents  a  view  of  Hell,  >and  a  dance  between 
the  Devil  anJ  the  Conjurer ;  at  the  close  of  which  the  Devil 
trips  up  his  partner's  heels,  and  disappears  in  fire  and  smoke. 


DCXll  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

A  variety  of  measures,  with  shreds  of  Latin  and  French,  is 
used ;  but  the  Devil  speaks  in  the  octave  stanza.  The  piece 
teems  to  have  been  intended  partly  as  a  satire  on  some 
abuses  in  the  Church ;  which  matter,  however,  is  conduct- 
ed with  proper  decorum  and  respect 

Another  piece  of  Skelton's,  entitled  Magnificence,  and  de- 
signed to  set  forth  the  vanity  of  worldly  grandeur,  has  sur- 
vived in  print,  but  the  edition  is  undated.  Magnificence,  the 
hero,  being  eaten  out  of  substance  by  his  friends  and  retain- 
ers, falls  into  the  hands  of  Poverty  and  Adversity :  in  this 
state,  he  meets  with  Despair  and  Mischief;  these  furnish  him 
with  a  knife  and  halter ;  he  is  about  killing  himself  when 
Good-hope  steps  in  and  stays  his  arm :  Redress,  Circumspec- 
tion, and  Perseverance  then  take  him  in  hand,  wean  him 
from  the  love  of  his  former  state,  and  make  him  content  to 
live  in  an  humbler  sphere.  The  most  notable  feature  of  the 
thing  is,  that  comic  incident  and  dialogue  are  somewhat 
made  use  of,  to  diversify  and  enliven  the  serious  parts  ;  thus 
showing  the  early  disposition  to  weave  tragedy  and  comedy 
together  in  one  dramatic  web.  On  one  occasion,  Fancy  and 
Folly  get  to  playing  tricks  on  Crafty-conveyance :  he  is  in- 
duced to  lay  a  wager  that  Folly  will  not  be  able  to  laugh 
him  out  of  his  coat :  the  feat  is  accomplished  in  a  manner 
rather  laughable,  but  too  indelicate  for  quotation. 

The  Moral-play  of  Every-man  was  printed  some  time  be- 
fore 1531.  Though  closely  resembling  The  Castle  of  Per- 
severance, the  allegory  is  managed  with  so  much  skill,  as  to 
entitle  it  to  some  special  notice.  It  opens  with  a  soliloquy 
by  the  Deity,  lamenting  that  the  people  forsake  Him  for  the 
Seven  Deadly  Sins.  He  then  summons  Death,  and  sends 
him  after  Every-man,  the  hero  of  the  piece,  who  stands  for 
the  whole  human  race.  Death  finds  him,  delivers  the  mes- 
sage, and  tells  him  to  bring  with  him  his  account-book ;  but 
allows  him  to  prove  'his  friends.  First,  he  tries  Fellowship, 
who,  though  ready  to  murder  any  one  for  his  sake,  declines 
going  with  him  on  his  long  journey.  '  Next,  he  tries  Kin- 


MOKAL-PLAYS.  CCX1U 

dred,  who  excuses  himself  as  having  "  the  cramp  in  his  toe." 
Then  he  applies  to  Riches,  who  also  gives  him  the  cold 
shoulder.  At  last,  he  resorts  to  Good-deeds,  and  finds  her 
too  weak  to  stand ;  but  she  points  out  to  him  the  blank  in 
his  book  of  works.  However,  she  introduces  him  to  Knowl- 
edge, who  takes  him  to  Confession :  there  he  meets  with 
Strength,  Discretion,  Beauty,  and  Five  Wits,  who  undertakf 
to  go  with  him.  Arriving  at  the  brink  of  the  grave,  he  calls 
on  his  friends  to  enter  it  with  him.  First,  Beauty  refuses, 
then  Strength,  then  Discretion,  then  Five  "Wits  ;  even 
Knowledge  deserts  him  ;  Good-deeds  alone  having  the  vir- 
tue to  stick  by  him. 

Considering  the  religious  origin  of  the  English  Drama,  it 
had  been  something  wonderful  if,  when  controversies  arose, 
different  sides  had  not  used  it  in  furtherance  of  their  views. 
"We  have  seen  that  in  the  reign  of  Henry  VHL  Bishop  Bale 
wrote  Miracle-plays  for  the  avowed  purpose  of  advancing 
the  Reformation ;  and  that  his  plays  were  printed  abroad  in 
1538.  The  reason  of  which  printing  abroad  was,  no  doubt, 
that  a  royal  proclamation  had  been  set  forth  some  years  be- 
fore, forbidding  any  plays  to  be  performed,  or  any  books 
printed,  in  the  English  tongue,  touching  matters  then  in 
controversy,  unless  the  same  had  first  been  allowed  by  pub- 
lic authority.  The  King,  however,  was  not  at  all  averse  to 
the  stage  being  made  use  of  against  the  Reformers ;  the 
purpose  of  that  measure  being,  so  far  as  regarded  plays,  to 
prevent  any  using  of  them  on  the  other  side.  For  in  the 
fall  of  1528  the  French  Ambassadors  were  entertained 
with  great  splendour,  first  by  Cardinal  Wolsey  at  Hampton 
Court,  and  afterwards  by  the  King  at  Greenwich.  Caven- 
dish, in  his  Life  of  Wolsey,  winds  up  an  account  of  the  lat- 
ter  entertainment  as  follows :  "  Aftez  all  this,  there  was  the 
most  goodliest  disguising  or  interlude,  made  in  Latin  and 
French,  whose  apparel  was  of  such  exceeding  richness,  that 
it  passeth  my  capacity  to  expound."  Mr.  Collier  publishes 
a  verj  curious  descriptor  of  the  performance,  from  Richard 


HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA 

Gibson,  then  an  officer  in  the  King's  house},  old  :  rho  wing 
that  this  interlude  was  a  Latin  Moral-play  wherein  "the 
heretic  Luther"  and  his  wife  were  brought  on  the  stage. 
It  was  acted  by  the  children  of  St.  Paul's  under  the  care 
of  their  master,  John  Rightwise,  who  probably  wrote  the 
piece. 

Another  curious  matter  touching  the  point  in  hand  has 
turned  up  in  the  shape  of  a  letter  to  Cromwell  from  a  per- 
son calling  himself  Thomas  Willey,  Vicar  of  Yoxford,  in 
Suffolk.  The  letter  is  undated,  but  the  address  shows  it  to 
have  been  written  between  1535  and  1540.  The  following 
is  the  material  part  of  it : 

"  The  Lord  make  you  the  instrument  of  my  help,  Lord 
Cromwell,  that  I  may  have  free  liberty  to  preach  the  truth. 

"  I  dedicate  and  offer  to  your  Lordship  A  Reverent  Re- 
ceiving of  the  Sacrament,  as  a  Lenten  matter,  declared  by 
six  children,  representing  Christ,  the  Word  of  God,  Paul, 
Austin,  a  Child,  a  Nun  called  Ignorancy  ;  as  a  secret  thing 
that  shall  have  its  end,  once  rehearsed  afore  your  eye  by  the 
said  children.  The  most  part  of  the  priests  of  Suffolk  will 
not  receive  me  into  their  churches  to  preach,  but  have  dis- 
dained me  ever  since  I  made  a  play  against  the  Pope's  coun- 
sellors. I  have  made  a  play  called  A  Rude  Commonalty. 
I  am  making  of  another  called  The  Woman  of  the  Rock,  in 
the  fire  of  faith  a  fining,  and  a  purging  in  the  true  purga- 
.orv ;  never  to  be  seen  but  of  your  Lordship's  eye." 

In  1543,  an  Act  of  Parliament  was  passed  for  the  re- 
straining of  dramatic  performances.  The  preamble  states 
that  divers  persons,  intending  to  subvert  the  true  and  per- 
fect doctrine  of  Scripture,  after  their  perverse  fantasies,  have 
taken  upon  them  not  only  to  teach  the  same  by  sermons  and 
arguments,  but  also  by  printed  books,  plays,  and  songs ;  and 
the  body  of  the  statute  enacts  that  no  person  shall  play  in 
interludes,  sing,  or  rhyme  any  matter  contrary  to  the  Church 
of  Rome ;  the  penalty  being,  a  fine  of  £10  anil  thret 
months'  imprisonment  for  the  first  offence  for  the  second 


MORAL-PLAYS.  CCXT 

forfeiture  of  ail  goods  ana  perpetual  imprisonment.  A  pro- 
viso, however,  is  added  in  favour  of  songs,  plays,  and  inter- 
ludes having  for  their  object  "  the  rebuking  and  reproaching 
of  vices,  and  the  setting  forth  of  virtue ;  so  always  the  said 
songs,  plays,  or  interludes  meddle  not  with  the  interpreta- 
tions of  Scripture." 

The  same  year,  one  Edward  Stalbridge  printed  abroad 
*  The  Epistle  Exhortatory  of  an  English  Christian  to  his 
dearly-beloved  Country,"  which  has  the  following,  addressed 
to  the  Romanists,  and  evidently  referring  to  the  forecited 
statute:  "None  leave  ye  unvexed  and  untroubled,  —  no, 
not  so  much  as  the  poor  minstrels,  and  players  of  interludes, 
but  ye  are  doing  with  them.  So  long  as  they  played  lies, 
and  sang  bawdy  songs,  blasphemed  God,  and  corrupted  men's 
consciences,  ye  never  blamed  them,  but  were  very  well  con- 
tented. But  since  they  persuaded  the  people  to  worship 
their  Lord  God  aright,  according  to  His  holy  laws,  and  not 
yours,  and  to  acknowledge  Jesus  Christ  for  their  only  Re- 
deemer and  Saviour,  without  your  lousy  legerdemains,  ye 
never  were  pleased  with  them." 

When  Edward  VI.  came  to  the  throne,  in  1547,  legisla- 
tion took  a  new  turn:  the  Act  of  1543  was  repealed.  Hol- 
inshed  gives  a  fine  account  how  the  Christmas  of  1551  was 
passed  at  Court.  "  It  was  devised,"  says  he,  "  that  the  feast 
of  Christ's  nativity  should  be  solemnly  kept  at  Greenwich, 
with  open  household  and  frank  resort  to  Court,  what  time, 
of  old  ordinary  course,  there  is  always  one  appointed  to 
make  sport  in  the  Court,  called  commonly  Lord  of  Misrule ; 
whose  office  is  not  unknown  to  such  as  have  been  brought 
up  in  noblemen's  houses,  and  among  great  housekeepers, 
which  use  liberal  feasting  in  that  season.  There  was,  there- 
fore, by  order  of  the  Council,  a  wise  gentleman  and  learned, 
named  George  Ferrers,  appointed  to  that  office  for  this  year  j 
who,  being  of  better  credit  and  estimation  than  commonly 
his  predecessors  had  been,  received  all  his  warrants  by  the 
name  of  the  Master  of  the  King's  Pastimes.  Which  gen- 


HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

tleman  so  well  supplied  his  office,  both  in  show  of  sundr) 
sights,  and  in  act  of  divers  interludes,  as  not  only  satisfied 
the  common  sort,  but  also  were  very  well  liked  by  the  Coun- 
cil, and  others  of  skill  in  the  like  pastimes  ;  but  best  of  all 
by  the  young  King  himself,  as  appeared  by  his  princely  lib- 
erality in  rewarding  that  service."  There  arose,  however,  so 
great  an  excess  on  the  part  of  printers  and  players,  that  in 
the  spring  of  1552  a  strong  proclamation  was  issued,  forbid- 
ding them  to  print  or  play  any  thing  without  a  special  li- 
cence under  the  sign  manual,  or  under  the  hands  of  six  of 
the  Privy  Council,  the  penalty  being  imprisonment  without 
bail  or  mainprise,  and  fine  at  the  King's  pleasure. 

Soon  after  the  accession  of  Mary,  in  1553,  was  set  forth 
"  a  proclamation  for  reformation  of  busy  meddlers  in  mat- 
ters of  religion,  and  for  redress  of  preachers,  printers,  and 
players."  So  much  of  it  as  relates  to  the  subject  in  hand  is 
as  follows :  "  Forasmuch  as  it  is  well  known,  that  sedition 
and  false  rumours  have  been  nourished  and  maintained  with- 
in this  realm,  by  playing  of  interludes  and  printing  of  false 
fond  books,  ballads,  and  other  lewd  treatises  in  the  English 
tongue,  concerning  doctrine  in  matters  now  in  question  and 
controversy;  her  Highness  therefore  straitly  chargeth  all 
and  every  her  subjects,  that  none  of  them  presume  from 
henceforth  to  print  any  books,  ballad,  interlude  or  treatise, 
nor  to  play  any  interlude,  except  they  have  her  Grace's 
special  licence  in  writing  for  the  same,  upon  pain  to  incur  her 
highness'  indignation  and  displeasure." 

The  practical  intent  of  this  order  of  course  was,  to  pre- 
vent the  printing  or  playing  of  any  thing  adapted  to  further 
the  Reformation.  And  for  more  than  two  years  it  seems  to 
have  been  effectual  for  that  end ;  after  which,  further  meas- 
ures were  found  necessary.  In  February,  1556,  the  Privy 
Council  directed  Lord  Rich  to  stop  the  performance  of  a 
stage-play  that  was  to  take  place  at  Hatfield-Bradock,  in 
Essex,  and  to  ascertain  who  the  players  should  be,  and  what 
the  effect  of  the  play.  Soon  after,  as  the  players  wera 


MORAL-PLATS.  CCXVU 

found  to  be  "honest  householders  and  quiet  persons,"  he 
was  ordered  to  set  them  at  liberty,  but  to  have  special  care 
for  preventing  the  like  occasions  in  future.  In  the  spring 
following,  the  Earl  of  Shrewsbury  being  President  of  the 
North,  the  Council  wrote  to  him,  complaining  that  "  certain 
lewd  persons,  naming  themselves  to  be  servants  unto  Sir 
Francis  Leek,  had  wandered  about  those  north  parts,  and 
represented  certain  plays  and  interludes  containing  very 
naughty  and  seditious  matter  touching  the  state  of  the 
realm,  and  to  the  slander  of  Christ's  true  and  catholic  re- 
ligion." For  which  cause,  they  required  the  Earl  to  search 
for  the  players  without  delay,  and  to  punish  them  as  vag- 
abonds, on  a  repetition  of  the  offence.  This  was  evidently 
aimed  for  the  suppression  of  all  plays  in  the  interest  of  the 
Protestant  cause.  Still  it  seems  not  to  have  been  enough, 
for  it  was  soon  followed  by  an  order  from  the  Star  Chamber 
to  the  justices  of  the  peace  in  every  county,  requiring  that 
all  dramatic  performances  should  be  stopped. 

All  would  not  do  ;  the  restraints  kept  giving  way  to  the 
pressure.  In  June,  1557,  "certain  naughty  plays"  broke 
loose  even  in  London :  the  Lord  Mayor  was  called  upon  by 
the  Court  to  discover  and  arrest  the  players,  and  "  to  take 
order  that  no  play  be  made  henceforth  within  the  city,  ex- 
cept the  same  be  first  seen,  and  the  players  authorised."  In 
the  same  month,  the  Mayor  of  Canterbury  arrested  some 
players  within  his  jurisdiction,  and  was  required  by  the  Coun- 
cil to  detain  them  until  further  orders.  Meanwhile,  "  their 
lewd  play-book "  was  taken  in  hand  by  the  crown  lawyers, 
and  in  August  a  letter  was  written  to  the  Mayor,  ordering 
him  to  proceed  against  the  players  forthwith,  and  to  punish 
them  according  to  their  offences.  In  1557,  the  magistrates 
of  Essex,  it  seems,  were  not  energetic  and  prompt  enough 
in  this  matter ;  for  which  cause  they  were  straitly  admon- 
ished by  the  Privy  Council  to  carry  into  immediate  execu- 
tion the  Star  Chamber  order  of  1556. 

Nevertheless,  Queen  Mary  was   far  from   discouraging 


CCJCV111  HISTORY    OF    THE    DliAMA. 

plays  and  players :  on  the  contrary,  she  kept  up  tiie  theat- 
rical and  musical  establishment  of  her  father,  at  a  cost,  in 
salaries  only,  of  between  £2000  and  £3000  a  year,  besides 
board,  liveries,  and  incidental  expenses.  The  old  Miracle- 
plays,  being  generally  of  the  right  Roman  Catholic  stamp, 
v  3re  revived  under  the  fostering  patronage  of  the  Court. 
In  1556,  the  play  of  Christ's  Passion  was  presented  at  the 
Greyfriars  in  London,  before  the  Lord  Mayor,  the  Privy 
Council,  and  many  great  estates  of  the  realm.  The  next 
year,  it  was  repeated  at  the  same  place ;  and  also,  on  the 
feast  of  St.  Olave,  the  miraculous  life  of  that  Saint  was  per- 
formed as  a  stage-play  in  the  church  dedicated  to  him. 

Elizabeth  succeeded  to  the  crown,  November  17th,  1558 ; 
and  in  May  following  she  set  forth  a  proclamation  forbid- 
ding any  plays  or  interludes  to  be  performed  in  the  kingdom 
without  special  licence  from  the  local  magistrates  ;  and  also 
ordering  that  none  should  be  so  licenced,  wherein  either 
matters  of  religion  or  of  state  were  handled.  This  waa 
probably  deemed  necessary  in  consequence  of  the  strong 
measures  which  had  lately  been  used  for  putting  down  all 
plays  that  smacked  anyway  of  the  Reformation.  A  good 
comment  on  the  action  of  the  crown  in  this  particular  is  fur- 
nished by  a  letter  from  Sir  Robert  Dudley,  afterwards  Earl 
of  Leicester,  to  Shrewsbury,  then  Lord  President  of  the 
North.  Sir  Robert  had  at  that  time  a  company  of  players 
acting  under  his  name ;  the  letter  was  written  in  their  be- 
half, and  dated  from  Westminster,  June,  1559 : 

"  My  good  Lord :  Whereas  my  servants,  bringers  hereof 
unto  you,  be  such  as  are  players  of  interludes ;  and  for  the 
dame  have  the  licence  of  divers  of  my  Lords  here,  under 
their  seals  and  hands,  to  play  in  divers  shires  within  the 
realm  under  their  authorities,  as  may  amply  appear  unto 
your  Lordship  by  the  same  licence ;  I  have  thought,  among 
the  rest,  by  my  letters  to  beseech  your  good  Lordship,  that 
they  may  have  your  hand  and  seal  to  their  licence,  for  the 
like  liberty  in  Yorkshire ;  being  honest  men.  and  such  as 


MORAL-PLAYS.  CCTU 

shall  play  none  other  matters,  I  trust,  but  tolerable  and  CO~JP 
venient,  whereof  some  have  been  heard  here  already  before 
divers  of  my  Lords.  For  whom  I  shall  have  good  cause  to 
thank  your  Lordship,  and  to  remain  your  Lordship's  to  the 
best  that  shall  lie  in  my  little  power.  And  thus  I  take  my 
leave  of  your  good  Lordship." 

All  which  may  suffice  to  indicate  how  matters  stood  in 
regard  of  what  is  now  to  be  noticed. 

The  Moral-play  of  Lusty  Juventus,  written  in  the  reign 
of  Edward  VI.,  and  printed  sometime  after  1551,  is  full  of 
shots  at  what  are  called  the  superstitions  of  Rome.  It« 
arguments  and  positions  are  exceedingly  scriptural,  chapter 
and  verse  being  quoted  or  referred  to  with  all  the  exactness 
of  a  sermon  or  a  theological  discourse.  And  the  tenets  of 
the  new  "  gospellers  "  are  as  openly  maintained,  as  those  oi 
Rome  are  impugned.  Juventus,  the  hero,  is  decidedly  bent 
on  "  going  it  while  he  is  young,"  and  starts  out  in  quest  of 
his  companions,  to  have  a  merry  dance :  Good  Counsel 
meets  him,  warns  him  of  the  evils  of  his  ways,  and  engages 
him  on  the  spot  in  a  prayer  for  grace  to  aid  him  in  his  pur- 
pose of  amendment.  Just  at  this  moment  Knowledge 
comes  up,  and,  chiefly  by  expounding  to  him  the  doctrine 
of  justification  by  faith,  prevails  on  him  to  spend  his  time 
mostly  in  hearing  sermons  and  reading  the  Scriptures.  This 
puts  the  Devil  in  great  alarm  ;  he  has  a  soliloquy  on  the 
subject ;  then  calls  in  his  son  Hypocrisy,  and  engages  his 
services  in  the  cause.  While  Juventus  is  on  his  way  to 
"  hear  a  preaching,"  Hypocrisy  encounters  him,  argues  with 
liim  against  forsaking  the  traditions  of  his  fathers,  and,  by 
promising  him  Abominable-living  for  a  mistress,  diverts  liim 
from  his  purpose.  Some  while  after,  Good  Counsel  finds 
him  in  the  lowest  state  of  debauchery,  and  reclaims  him ; 
and  God's  Merciful  Promises  undertakes  to  procure  his 
pardon. 

The  Interlude  of  Youth,  written  and  printed  in  the  time 
of  Mary,  strikes  as  decidedly  the  other  way,  and  with  mud 


CCXX  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

more  skill  of  execution.  It  begins  with  a  speech  hy  Charity 
in  praise  of  the  virtue  he  represents.  Just  then  Youth  en- 
ters in  a  very  youthful  state  of  mind ;  Charity  tries  to  sobei 
him,  but  presently  retires  ;  and  Riot  comes  in,  having  es- 
caped from  the  gallows  by  breaking  the  rope  :  Riot  intro- 
duces Youth  to  Pride  ;  Pride  recommends  his  sister  Lechery 
to  him  for  a  mistress  ;  they  are  about  going  to  the  tavern, 
when  Charity  returns,  and  tries  to  restrain  them,  but  they 
b.nd  him  with  a  chain  :  Humility  comes  to  his  rescue ;  and 
there  they  all  have  a  long  debate  together,  Charity  and  Hu- 
mility urging  Youth  to  virtue,  Riot  and  Pride  instigating  him 
to  all  kinds  of  vice.  Charity  explains  to  him  how  Christ 
hath  bought  all  mankind  "on  the  rood,"  and  the  theme 
works  so  strongly  that  Riot  and  Pride  strive  in  vain  to  coun- 
terwork it.  A  mutual  repudiation  follows  between  them  and 
Youth ;  the  latter  is  perfectly  reclaimed,  and  is  assured  by 
Charity  that  he  shall  be  "  an  heritor  of  bliss." 

"  The  longer  thou  livest  the  more  Fool  thou  art,"  is  the 
title  of  a  very  amusing  piece,  by  W.  Wager,  which  was 
probably  written  early  in  Elizabeth's  reign,  though  the  exact 
date  cannot  be  fixed,  either  of  the  writing  or  the  printing. 
Its  moral  turns  on  the  education  of  children.  Moros,  the 
hero,  is  represented  in  the  outset  as  an  ignorant  and  vicious 
fool,  thinking  of  nothing  but  ballads  and  songs,  and  con- 
stantly singing  scraps  of  them :  Discipline  finds  him  venting 
this  humour,  and  reproves  his  lightness ;  Piety  and  Exer- 
citation  add  their  efforts,  to  reform  him,  but  discover  that  he 
has  as  much  knave  as  fool  about  him.  The  two  latter  hold 
him,  while  Discipline  lays  on  the  whip,  till  he  affects  contri- 
tion ;  but  he  is  soon  wheedled  into  a  relapse  by  Idleness, 
Incontinence,  and  Wrath,  who,  however,  profess  to  hold  him 
in  contempt ;  Wrath  calling  him  "  as  stark  an  idiot  as  ever 
bore  bauble,"  but  giving  him  the  Vice's  sword  and  dagger ; 
while  all  promise  him  the  society  of  Nell,  Nan,  Meg,  and 
Bess.  Being  left  alone,  at  the  sight  of  Discipline  Moros 
drops  his  sword  and  hides  himself.  Fortune  then  endows 


MORAL-PLAYS,  CCXXl 

mm  with  wealth;  he  takes  Impiety,  Ciuelty,  and  Ignorance 
into  his  service,  and  "  disguises  himself  gaily  in  a  foolish 
beard  ;  "  Impiety  stirs  him  up  against  "  these  new  fellows," 
meaning  the  Protestants,  and  he  vows  to  "  hang,  burn,  head 
and  kill "  them  without  remorse ;  Discipline  returns,  and  he 
flees,  not  having  courage  enough  to  use  his  sword  and  dag- 
ger. When  they  are  gone,  People  enters,  and  complains  of 
the  hero's  cruelty  and  oppression,  but  runs  off  in  a  fright,  on 
his  returning  "  furiously  with  a  greybeard."  God's  Judg- 
ment then  comes  "  with  a  terrible  vizard,"  and  strikes  him 
down;  Confusion  follows  ;  they  strip  off  his  "goodly  gear," 
and  put  on  him  a  fool's  coat.  Being  threatened  by  Confu- 
sion with  eternal  fire,  and  required  to  go  with  him,  he  rt» 
plies,  — 

"Go  with  thee,  ill-favour'd  knave? 
I  had  liefer  thou  wen  hang'd  by  the  neck  : 
If  it  please  the  Devil  me  to  have, 
Let  him  carry  me  away  on  his  back." 

We  are  left  to  infer  that  Confusion,  who  is  the  Devil  of  the 
piece,  takes  him  at  his  word. 

The  Conflict  of  Conscience-,  by  Nathaniel  Woods,  Minis- 
ter of  Norwich,  was  written  about  the  same  time  as  the 
foregoing,  though  not  printed  till  1581.  A  brief  analysis 
will  show  its  pertinency  to  the  great  question  of  the  time  • 
besides,  it  is  worthy  of  notice  as  being  one  of  the  earliest, 
germinations  of  the  Historical  Drama.  The  hero,  though 
called  Philologus,  is  avowedly  meant  for  Francis  Speira,  an 
Italian  lawyer  who,  it  is  said,  "  forsook  the  truth  of  God's 
Gospel  for  fear  of  the  loss  of  life  and  worldly  goods."  He 
committed  suicide  in  1548,  and  his  fate  soon  became  notori- 
ous in  England.  The  characters  of  the  piece  are  partly 
real,  partly  allegorical :  among  the  former,  are  Speira,  his 
two  sons,  and  Cardinal  Eusebius ;  among  the  latter,  Con- 
science, Hypocrisy,  Tyranny,  Spirit,  Avarice,  Horror,  and 
Sensual-suggestion.  Philologus  is  represented  as  a  rich  and 
jealous  patron  of  the  Reformation :  Tyranny  has  ciders 


CC.VX11  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

from  Rome  to  search  for  heretics,  Hypocrisy  and  Avance  to 
aid  him  in  the  search  ;  Caconos,  a  Romish  priest,  directs 
them  to  the  hero's  house  ;  he  is  summoned  before  the  Car- 
dinal, and  holds  his  ground  till  threatened  with  prison  and 
torture,  when,  urged  by  Sensual-suggestion,  he  returns  to 
popery.  He  then  has  an  interview  with  his  sons,  during 
which  Spirit,  Conscience,  and  Horror  assail  him,  and  the 
Cardinal  comes  with  Theologus  to  console  him  :  he  refuses 
to  hear  them,  and  rushes  out :  a  Nuntius  then  informs  the 
audience,  that  after  thirty  weeks  of  suffering  and  despair  he 
had  hanged  himself. 

The  Marriage  of  Wit  and  Science  deserves  mention,  both 
for  reasons  that  will  presently  appear,  and  also  as  the  first 
known  instance  of  a  Moral-play  regularly  distributed  into 
five  Acts,  and  these  again  into  scenes.  Master  Wit,  the  son 
of  Nature,  is  deeply  smitten  with  Lady  Science,  daughter 
of  Reason  and  Experience ;  he  wishes  to  take  her  to  his 
bosom  in  maniage  forthwith,  but  is  told  by  his  mother  Na- 
ture that  she  is  only  to  be  won  by  labour  and  perseverance  ; 
however,  she  bids  him  try  his  fortune,  and  lets  him  have 
Will  as  a  servant.  Will  is  in  much  alarm  at  the  thought 
of  his  young  master's  being  married,  and  warns  him  to  break 
his  wife  in  betimes,  whoever  she  may  he.  The  lady  is  re- 
tiring and  shy,  like  Milton's  Eve,  "  that  would  be  woo'd,  and 
not  unsought  be  won ; "  nevertheless,  in  obedience  to  her 
parents,  she  accepts  a  portrait  of  Wit,  and  consents  to  listen 
his  suit.  Wit  conies ;  Reason  introduces  him  to  Instruc- 
tion ;  the  latter  has  two  servants,  Study  and  Diligence,  who 
are  also  of  the  party ;  and  Science  engages  to  become  the 
bride  of  Wit,  when  he  shall  have  spent  three  or  four  years 
under  their  tuition ;  though  she  requires  him,  as  her  knight, 
first  to  slay  Tediousness,  a  huge  giant  that  has  vowed  him- 
self her  deadly  foe.  Wit  encounters  him  with  too  little  cir- 
cumspection, and  gets  a  blow  that  lays  him  in  a  trance 
however,  Recreation  comes  to  his  aid,  recovers  him,  and 
diets  him  with  music  till  he  fairly  dances  with  life.  When 


MORAL-PLAYS.  CCXXlil 

he  is  something  wearied  with  this  exercise,  Idleness  and 
Ignorance  take  him  in  hand,  and  the  former  invites  him  into 
her  lap,  and  "  sings  a  song  that  pleases  him,  and  on  bin 
eye-lids  crowns  the  god  of  sleep ; "  a  part  of  it  being  aa 
follows : 

•  Come,  come,  and  ease  thee  in  my  lap, 
And,  if  it  please  thee,  take  a  nap; 
A  nap  that  shall  delight  thee  so, 
That  fancies  all  will  thee  forgo. 
By  musing  still,  what  canst  thou  find 
But  wants  of  will  and  restless  mind? 
A  mind  that  mars  and  mangles  all, 
And  breedeth  jars  to  work  thy  fall. 
Come,  gentle  Wit,  I  thee  require, 
And  thou  shall  hit  thy  chief  desire, 
Thy  chief  desire  and  hoped  prey ; 
First  ease  thee  here,  and  then  away." 

While  he  is  asleep,  the  sirens  put  on  him  a  fool's  dress,  so 
that  Reason  and  Science  on  seeing  him  cut  his  acquaintance. 
Vfl\  is  not  aware  of  his  disguise  till  he  sees  himself  in  a 
locking-  glass  which  Reason  had  given  him  :  Shame  then 
takes  him  in  hand,  and  applies  the  scourge  till  Science  in- 
terposes ;  he  repents,  is  restored  to  favour ;  aided  by  In- 
struction, Study,  and  Diligence,  he  again  encounters  the 
giant  in  the  eye  of  his  lady-love ;  has  some  hard  fighting, 
but  at  last  whips  me  off  his  head,  and  presents  it  to  Science. 
The  piece  concludes  with  the  marriage  of  the  lovers,  Rea- 
son, Experience,  Instruction,  Study,  and  Diligence  rejoicing 
at  the  match,  and  even  Will  taking  a  sort  of  sneaking  pleas- 
ure in  it. 

The  play,  as  may  be  gathered  from  this  analysis,  conveys 
an  excellent  moral :  the  allegory,  too,  is  managed  with  con- 
siderable skill ;  and  there  is  something  of  humour  in  the 
execution,  and  of  melody  in  the  versification.  The  old  copy 
is  undated,  but  the  piece  was  licenced  between  July,  1369, 
and  July,  1570. 

The  play  of  "  Like  will  to  Like,  quoth  the  Devil  to  the 
Collier,  *ery  godly,  and  full  of  pleasant  mirth,"  was  written 


CCXXIV  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

by  Ul])ian  Fulwell,  and  printed  in  1568.  Here,  again,  we 
meet  with  some  rude  approaches  to  individual  character; 
which  is  our  chief  reason  for  mentioning  the  piece.  Nichol 
Newfangle,  though  in  fact  the  hero,  enacts  the  Vice,  and  is 
armed  with  the  wooden  dagger :  among  his  friends  are 
Ralph  Royster,  Tom  Tosspot,  Philip  Fleming,  Pierce  Pick- 
purse,  and  Cuthbert  Cutpurse,  who  have  some  lines  of  intli- 
vHual  peculiarity.  To  these  are  added  several  allegorical 
personages,  as  Good  Fame,  Severity,  Virtuous  Life,  God's 
Promise,  and  Honour.  Lucifer  also  figures  in  the  piece, 
with  "  his  name  written  on  his  back  and  breast ; "  and  XPW- 
fangle  claims  him  for  his  God-father,  adding  that  he  has 
served  an  apprenticeship  under  him,  and  thus  learnt  all  the 
sciences  that  minister  to  pride.  The  Collier  comes  in  with 
empty  sacks,  owning  that  he  has  sold  three  pecks  for  a 
bushel ;  Newfangle  introduces  him  to  the  Devil ;  and  the 
three  have  a  dance  to  the  tune  of  "  Tom  Collier  of  Croydon 
hath  sold  his  coal."  Royster  and  Tosspot  get  drunk,  and 
wade  in  debauchery,  but  finally  repent ;  Pickpurse  and  Cut- 
purse  are  betrayed  by  Newfangle,  and  taken  away  with 
halters  about  their  necks  ;  Virtuous  Life  is  crowned  by  Hon- 
our ;  Newfangle  is  carried  off  by  the  Devil ;  so  that  justice 
is  done  all  round. 

If  The  Conflict  of  Conscience  deserves  mention  as  an  ap- 
proach towards  Tragedy,  Tom  Tiler  and  his  Wife  is  equally 
entitled  to  notice  as  an  early  sprout  of  Comedy.  It  con- 
tains a  mixture  of  allegorical  and  individual  persons,  the 
latter,  however,  taking  the  chief  part  of  the  action.  The 
opening  is  made  by  "  a  sage  person "  called  Destiny,  and 
the  Vice,  named  Desire ;  from  their  talk  it  appears  that 
Destiny  has  married  Tom  Tiler  to  a  lady  named  Strife,  with 
whom  he  leads  a  very  wretched  life,  she  being  not  only  a 
scold,  but  hugely  given  to  drinking  with  Sturdy  and  Tipple. 
Filer  meets  his  friend  Tom  Tailor,  an  artificer  of  shreds  and 
patches,  and  relates  his  sufferings ;  Tailor  proposes  to  change 
clothes  with  him ;  in  this  disguise,  goes  to  Strife  as  her  bus 


510RAL-PLAYS.  CCXXV 

band,  and  gives  her  such  a  drubbing,  that  she  submits,  and 
betakes  herself  to  the  bed.  Tiler  then  gets  lois  own  clothes 
again,  goes  home,  and  pities  his  wife  :  she,  ignorant  of  the 
trick,  vows  she  can  never  love  him  again :  to  regain  her  fa- 
vour, he  unwarily  tells  her  the  truth ;  whereupon  she  snatches 
a  stick,  and  belabours  him  till  he  cries  out  for  his  life,  and 
she  declares  that  Tom  Tailor  had  better  have  eaten  her  than 
beaten  her.  Tiler  flies  to  his  friend  Tailor,  relates  what  has 
happened,  and  the  cause  of  it ;  for  which  Tailor  insults  and 
strikes  him  right  before  Destiny.  Strife,  coming  up  just 
then,  plays  her  batteries  against  them  both,  until  Patience 
arrives  and  composes  all  differences,  taking  the  discontent 
out  of  Tiler,  and  the  fury  out  of  Strife. 

"  A  new  Interlude  for  Children  to  play,  named  Jack  Jug- 
gler, both  witty  and  very  pleasant,"  is  somewhat  remarkable, 
not  only  in  that  it  carries  still  higher  the  effort  at  individual 
character,  but  as  being  one  of  the  oldest  pieces  founded  on 
a  classic  original ;  the  author  claiming,  in  his  prologue,  to 
have  taken  "  Plautus'  first  comedy  "  as  his  model.  Master 
Bongrace  sends  his  lackey,  Jenkin  Careaway,  to  Dame  Coy, 
his  lady-love ;  but  Jenkin  loiters  to  play  at  dice  and  steal 
apples.  Jack  Juggler,  who  enacts  the  Vice,  from  mere  love 
of  mischief  watches  him,  gets  on  some  clothes  just  like  his, 
and  undertakes  to  persuade  him  "  that  he  is  not  himself,  but 
another  man."  The  task  proves  too  much  for  him,  till  at 
length  he  brings  fist-arguments  to  bear ;  when  Jenkin  frank- 
ly gives  up  the  point,  and  makes  a  comical  address  to  the 
audience,  alleging  certain  reasons  for  believing  that  he  is  not 
himself.  The  humour  of  the  piece  —  and  there  is  consider- 
able in  it  —  turns  mainly  on  this  doubt  of  his  identity.  His 
blunders  get  him  into  disgrace  with  Dame  Coy,  who  even 
goes  so  far  as  to  bestow  "  a  cudgel-blessing "  on  him ;  so 
that  he  is  reasoned  out  of  his  mispersuasion  by  much  the 
same  arguments  as  brought  him  into  it.  Besides  the  lines 
of  character,  the  piece  has  considerable  liveliness  of  dialogue, 
and  Alice  Trij)-and-go,  a  smart  maid-servant  of  Dame  Coy, 


CCXXV1  HISTORY    OF    THE    DKAMA. 

IK  described  by  Jack  Juggler  In  a  very  natural  and 
manner. 

There  are  many  other  pieces  of  the  same  class,  but  it 
would  be  overworking  our  point,  to  dwell  upon  them.  We 
will  dismiss  this  branch  of  the  subject  with  a  very  curiora 
Recount,  by  Stephen  Gosson,  of  a  Moral-play  that  seems  to 
hrre  perished.  In  1579,  Gosson  published  a  book  entitled 
"  The  School  of  Abuse,  containing  a  Pleasant  Invective 
against  Poets,  Pipers,  Players,  Jesters,  and  such-like  Cater- 
pillars of  the  Commonwealth."  To  offset  this  attack,  it 
st;ems,  a  piece  called  The  Play  of  Plays  was  soon  after  writ- 
ten and  performed.  Two  or  three  years  later,  Gosson  put 
forth  a  tract  with  the  title  of  Plays  Confuted  in  Five  Actions, 
in  which  occurs  the  following : 

"  The  author  of  The  Play  of  Plays,  spreading  out  his  bat- 
tle to  hem  me  in,  is  driven  to  take  so  large  a  compass,  that 
his  array  is  the  thinner,  and  therefore  the  easier  to  be  broken. 
He  tieth  Life  and  Delight  so  fast  together,  that  if  Delight 
be  restrained  Life  presently  perisheth :  there  Zeal,  perceiv- 
ing Delight  to  be  embraced  of  Life,  puts  a  snaffle  in  his 
mouth  to  keep  him  under :  Delight  being  bridled,  Zeal  lead- 
eth  Life  through  a  wilderness  of  loathsomeness,  where  Glut 
scareth  them  all,  chasing  both  Zeal  and  Delight  from  Life, 
and  with  the  club  of  amazedness  strikes  such  a  peg  into  the 
nead  of  Life,  that  he  falls  down  for  dead  upon  the  stage. 

"  Life  being  thus  faint  and  overtravelled,  destitute  of  his 
guide,  robbed  of  Delight,  is  ready  to  give  up  the  ghost  in 
the  same  place :  then  entereth  Recreation,  which  with  music 
and  singing  rocks  Life  asleep,  to  recover  his  strength.  By 
this  means  Tediousness  is  driven  from  Life,  and  the  taint  is 
drawn  out  of  his  head,  which  the  club  of  amazedness  left 
behind. 

"  At  last  Recreation  setteth  up  the  gentleman  upon  his 
feet,  Delight  is  restored  to  him  again,  and  such  kind  of 
sports,  for  cullises,  are  brought  in  to  nourish  him,  as  none 
but  Delight  must  apply  to  his  stomach.  Then,  time  being 


THEATRICAL    COMPANIES.  CCXXVU 

made  for  the  benefit  of  Life,  and  Life  being  allowed  to  fol- 
low his  appetite  amongst  all  manner  of  pastimes,  Life  choos* 
eth  comedies  fo>*  his  delight ;  partly  because  comedies  are 
neither  chargeable  to  the  beholder's  purse,  nor  painful  to  his 
body ;  partly  because  he  may  sit  out  of  the  rain  to  view  the 
game,  when  many  other  pastimes  are  hindered  by  weather. 
Zeal  is  no  more  admitted  to  Life  before  he  be  somewhat 
pinched  in  the  waist,  to  avoid  extremity,  and  being  not  in 
the  end  simply  called  Zeal,  but  Moderate  Zeal :  a  few  con- 
ditions are  prescribed  to  comedies ;  that  the  matter  be 
purged,  deformities  blazed,  sin  rebuked,  honest  mirth  inter- 
mingled, and  fit  time  for  the  hearing  of  the  same  ap jointed. 
Moderate  Zeal  is  contented  to  suffer  them,  who  joineth  with 
Delight  to  direct  Life  again,  after  which  he  triumphs  over 
Death,  and  is  crowned  with  eternity." 


CHAPTER   III. 
THEATRICAL    COMPANIES. 

WE  have  seen  that  the  English  Drama  took  its  origin  in 
the  Church.  Doubtless  it  was  for  a  long  time  mainly  in  the 
hands  of  the  Clergy,  themselves  acting  in  the  performances, 
or  at  least  superintending  them.  At  what  time  play-acting 
began  to  be  followed  as  a  distinct  profession,  is  not  known. 
Companies  of  travelling  actors,  it  seems,  were  not  uncom- 
mon as  far  back  as  the  time  of  Henry  VL ;  the  Castle  of 
Perseverance  being  represented  by  persons  of  that  sort,  who, 
on  reaching  a  populous  district,  sent  forward  messengers  t» 
give  notice  when  and  where  the  performance  would  take 
place.  Early  in  the  next  reign,  1464,  an  Act  of  Parliament 
was  paused,  regulating  the  apparel  of  different  orders,  but 
making  a  special  exception  in  favour  of  certain  claase* 


CCXXV111  BISTORT    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

among  whom  "  players  of  interludes  "  are  mentioned.  This 
is  said  to  be  the  first  statute  of  the  realm,  in  winch  any  such 
notice  occurs.  During  the  same  reign,  the  private  account- 
book  of  Lord  John  Howard,  afterwards  Duke  of  Norfolk, 
mentions  several  companies  of  players,  as  those  of  Cocksale, 
Chelmsford,  and  Lavenham,  who  were  probably  sets  of  act- 
ors hailing  from  those  places,  but  sometimes  going  abroad 
in  the  exercise  of  their  mystery.  From  the  same  source  we 
learn  that  the  Duke  of  Gloucester,  afterwards  Richard  HL, 
had  a  company  of  players  in  his  patronage,  and  acting  un- 
der his  name. 

It  is  pretty  certain  that  in  the  reign  of  Henry  VII.,  which 
began  in  1485,  dramatic  exhibitions  were  common  in  all 
parts  of  the  kingdom.  The  Exchequer  accounts  of  the  reign 
show  in  one  place  an  annuity  of  £13  6s.  8d.  "to  Richard 
Gibson  and  other  the  King's  players."  And  when  the  King's 
eldest  daughter,  Margaret,  was  sent  into  Scotland  on  her 
marriage  with  James  IV.,  a  company  of  players.  John  Eng- 
lish being  one  of  them,  formed  a  part  of  her  retinue.  Prince 
Arthur  was  born  in  1486 ;  and  some  time  after,  another 
company  entitled  "  the  Prince's  players,"  were  required  to 
do  their  share  towards  the  amusement  of  the  Court.  In 
addition  to  these,  the  Gentlemen  of  the  Chapel  acted  before 
the  King  and  Court  during  the  festivities  of  Christmas,  and 
had  rewards  as  "  the  players  of  the  Chapel."  It  appears, 
also,  from  the  accounts  of  the  Queen,  that,  besides  the  three 
sets  of  actors  belonging  to  the  royal  household,  the  players 
of  the  Duke  of  Buckingham,  and  of  the  Earls  of  Oxford, 
Essex,  and  Northumberland,  performed  at  Court,  and  were 
various  .7  rewarded.  And  we  learn  from  the  same  authority, 
that  there  were  companies  of  players  attached  to  London, 
Coventry,  Wycomb,  Mile-end,  Wymborn,  and  Kingston. 
And  another  book  of  the  Queen's  expenses  shows  that  she 
sometimes  made  separate  rewards  to  players  when  they 
gave  her  unusual  satisfaction.  In  short,  before  the  end  of 
this  reign,  in  1509,  acting  had  become  an  ordinary  vocarioi ' 


THEATRICAL    COMPANIES.  CCXXIX 

still,  notwithstanding  the  patronage  of  the  King  and  (he 
nobility,  it  seems  not  to  have  been  considered  a  reputable 
pursuit. 

For  some  few  years,  Henry  VHL  merely  kept  up  the 
theatrical  establishment  of  his  father;  but  in  1514  a  new 
company  was  taken  into  his  service,  and  in  the  entries  of 
payments  after  that  time  we  have  the  distinction  of  "  the 
King's  players  "  and  "  the  King's  old  players."  The  Gen- 
tlemen of  the  Chapel  continued  to  perform,  their  pay  being 
ircreased  from  £6  13s.  4d.  to  £10.  The  children  of  the 
Chapel  also  performed  from  time  to  time  as  a  band  of  come- 
dians, receiving  a  gratuity  of  £6  13s.  4d.  John  Heywood, 
then  called  "  the  singer,"  but  whom  we  shah1  meet  with 
hereafter  in  a  different  capacity,  had  a  quarterly  allowance 
of  £5.  From  a  curious  paper  printed  by  Mr.  Collier,  it 
appears  that  during  the  Christmas  of  1514-15  two  inter- 
ludes were  played  before  the  Court  at  Richmond,  one  by  the 
children  of  the  Chapel  under  the  care  of  William  Cornish, 
the  other  by  the  King's  players,  with  John  English  at  their 
head.  We  subjoin  the  account  of  them  : 

"The  interlude  was  called  The  Triumph  of  Love  and 
Beauty,  and  it  was  written  and  presented  by  Master  Cornish 
and  others  of  the  Chapel  of  our  sovereign  lord  the  King, 
and  the  children  of  the  said  ChapeL  In  the  same,  Venus 
and  Beauty  did  triumph  over  all  their  enemies,  and  tamed 
a  savage  man  and  a  lion ;  that  was  made  very  rare  and  nat- 
ural, so  as  the  King  was  greatly  pleased  therewith,  and  gra- 
ciously gave  Master  Cornish  a  rich  reward  out  of  his  own 
hand,  to  be  divided  with  the  rest  of  his  fellows.  Venus  did 
sing  a  song  with  Beauty,  which  was  greatly  liked  of  all  that 
heard  it.  —  English  and  the  others  of  the  King's  players 
after  played  an  interlude  which  was  written  by  Master  Med- 
wali ;  but  it  was  so  long,  it  was  not  liked :  it  was  of  the 
finding  of  Truth,  who  was  carried  away  by  Ignorance  and 
Hypocrisy.  The  Fool's  part  was  the  best,  but  the  King  de- 
parted before  the  end  to  his  chamber." 


CCXXX  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

In  1520,  four  French  hostages  having  been  left  in  Eng- 
land for  the  performance  of  a  treaty  touching  the  surrender 
of  Tournay,  the  King  had  his  great  chamber  at  Greenwich 
staged  for  their  entertainment ;  and  Holinshed  tells  us  that, 
among  other  things,  "  there  was  a  goodly  comedy  of  Plau- 
tus  played."  This  is  one  of  the  earliest  signs  of  any  thing 
like  a  classical  taste  in  such  matters.  The  play,  being  meant 
for  foreigners,  was  probably  acted  hi  the  original  Latin,  as 
there  is  no  trace  of  any  English  version  from  Plautus  of  so 
early  a  date.  In  the  Christmas  of  1527,  a  play  was  acted 
at  Gray's  Inn ;  which  is  the  first  known  instance  of  such  a 
performance  by  that  society ;  but  as  the  play  was  written  by 
one  of  the  members  some  twenty  years  before,  acting  was 
probably  not  then  a  new  thing  with  them.  We  learn  from 
Hall  that  Cardinal  Wolsey  was  present  on  the  occasion ; 
and  that  "  this  play  was  so  set  forth,  with  rich  and  costly 
apparel,  that  it  was  highly  praised  of  all  men,  saving  the 
Cardinal,  which  imagined  the  play  had  been  devised  of  him." 
The  consequence  was,  Wolsey  had  the  author  and  "  one  of 
the  young  gentlemen  that  played  "  sent  to  the  Fleet :  how- 
ever, they  were  soon  released,  it  being  found  that  the  play 
had  been  misunderstood,  and  that  it  was  written  before  Wol- 
sey became  Cardinal. 

Of  players  acting  under  the  special  patronage  of  individ- 
uals in  this  reign,  besides  those  already  mentioned,  we  hear 
of  companies  attached  to  the  Queen,  the  Duke  of  Suffolk, 
the  Lord  Warden,  the  Earls  of  Wiltshire  and  Derby,  Car- 
dinal Wolsey,  Lord  Fitzwater,  and  others.  Notices  also 
occur  of  companies  belonging  to  Chester  and  Suffolk.  And 
it  appears  that  all  the  companies,  from  the  King's  down- 
wards, were  used  to  travel  about  the  country,  holding  exhi- 
bitions wherever  they  could  make  profits.  We  learn  from 
the  book  of  regulations  used  in  the  Northumberland  family, 
and  drawn  up  by  the  Earl  in  1512,  that  the  rewards  given 
to  noblemen's  players  varied  with  the  rank  of  their  patrons 
those  of  an  Earl  receiving  20s.,  while  those  of  a  Baron  had 
but  half  that  sum. 


THEATRICAL    COMPANIES.  CCXXXI 

We  have  already  shown  enough  of  what  was  done  by  roy- 
al proclamation  and  parliamentary  enactment  during  this 
reign,  for  the  ordering  and  restraining  of  theatrical  perform 
ances.  But  it  seems  proper  to  add,  that  from  a  very  early 
date  the  Corporation  of  London  was  decidedly  hostile  to  the 
stage.  Regulations  had  been  adapted  for  suppressing  it 
within  the  City  limits ;  but  in  1543  some  players  acting  un- 
der the  Lord  Warden's  patronage  broke  through  those  or- 
ders, and,  on  complaint  to  the  Privy  Council,  were  sent  to 
the  Counter. 

Hitherto  the  person  having  charge  of  the  King's  theatri- 
cals was  called  "  the  Abbot  of  Misrule,"  or  "  the  Lord  of 
Misrule,"  but  in  1546  a  patent  was  granted  to  Sir  Thomas 
Cawarden,  who  had  long  been  a  gentleman  of  the  privy 
chamber,  creating  him  Master  of  the  Revels  for  life.  The 
office,  however,  both  name  and  thing,  had  for  some  time 
been  established  in  the  Northumberland  family.  The  King's 
Master  of  the  Revels  had  at  first  a  salary  of  £10 ;  and  there 
was,  under  him,  a  Yeoman  of  the  Revels  with  a  salary  of 
£9  2s.  M. 

The  reigns  of  Edward  VI.  and  Queen  Mary  offer  nothing 
of  particular  consequence  touching  the  growth  of  theatrical 
companies.  The  royal  establishment  of  revels  seems  to  have 
continued  in  all  material  respects  much  the  same  as  in  the 
preceding  reign.  How  important  and  operative  an  institu- 
tion the  Drama  was  getting  to  be,  is  manifest  enough  from 
the  forecited  acts  of  public  authority  during  this  period  in 
regard  to  it. 

We  have  already  seen  that  in  1559,  the  first  year  of  Eliza- 
beth, Sir  Robert  Dudley  had  a  set  of  players  under  his  pat- 
ronage ;  and  that  he  took  care  that  his  name  should  not  be 
to  them  an  empty  honour.  This  is  the  first  that  we  hear  of 
the  company  which  afterwards,  as  will  in  due  time  appear, 
outshone  all  others. 

The  Cottonian  manuscripts  note  a  remarkable  circum« 
stance  among  the  events  of  Christmas,  1559:  "The  sam* 


CCXXXU  HISTORY    OF    THE    DHAJTA. 

day  at  night,  at  the  Queen's  Court,  there  was  a  nlay  aloro 
her  Grace,  in  which  the  players  played  such  matter  that  thr\ 
were  commanded  to  leave  oft'."  But  it  seems  the  disturb 
ance  did  not  last  long ;  for  the  same  authority  informs  ut 
that  on  Twelfth-day  following  a  scaffold  for  the  play  was  set 
up  in  the  hall,  and  that  the  play  was  succeeded  by  "  a  good- 
ly masque,  and,  after,  a  great  banquet  that  lasted  till  mid- 
night," 

Two  years  later,  the  Christmas  season  appears  to  have 
been  kept  with  unusual  splendour.  On  the  18th  of  January, 
the  manuscripts  just  quoted  mention  "  a  play  in  the  Queen's 
hall  at  Westminster  by  the  gentlemen  of  the  Temple  ;  after, 
a  great  masque,  for  there  was  a  great  scaffold  in  the  hall,  with 
great  triumph  as  has  been  seen  ;  and  the  morrow  the  scaf- 
fold was  taken  down."  This  play  was  the  tragedy  of  Gor- 
boduc,  which  we  shall  see  more  of  hereafter ;  and  the  title- 
page  of  the  old  edition  states  that  it  was  "  showed  before 
the  Queen's  most  excellent  Majesty,  in  her  Highness'  Court 
of  Whitehall,  the  18th  of  January,  1562,  by  the  gentlemen 
of  the  Inner  Temple."  The  1st  of  February  following,  an- 
other play  was  acted,  called  Julius  Csesar,  which  is  the 
earliest  known  instance  of  an  English  play  founded  on  Ro- 
man history. 

It  appears  that  under  Elizabeth  the  Revels  establishment 
was  at  first  conducted  on  a  much  more  economical  scale 
than  in  the  time  of  her  father  and  sister.  Nevertheless,  we 
learn  from  the  Lansdowne  papers  that  the  whole  cost  of  the 
establishment  during  the  fourth  year  of  her  reign  was  up- 
wards of  £1230  ;  of  which  £30  were  for  eight  "  players  of 
interludes." 

In  1563,  the  nation  was  ravaged  by  a  malignant  infectious 
fever,  called  the  plague,  brought  over  by  the  English  troops 
from  Holland ;  and  Cam  den  states  that  no  less  than  21,530 
persons  died  of  it  in  London :  it  was  the  same,  no  doubt, 
tnat  in  1564  was  so  fearfully  busy  around  the  cradle  of  the 
infant  Shakespeare.  Archbishop  Grindal  made  this  scourge 


THEATRICAL    COMPANIES.  CCXXXlli 

an  occasion  for  trying  to  put  down  the  stage  :  his  action  in 
thus  recorded  by  Strype :  "  The  players  lie  called  an  idle 
sort  of  people,  which  had  been  infamous  in  all  good  common- 
wealths. These  men  did  then  daily,  but  especially  on  holi- 
days, set  up  their  bills  inviting  to  plays,  and  the  youth  re- 
sorted excessively  to  them,  and  there  took  infection.  He 
complained  to  the  Secretary  that  God's  word  was  profaned 
by  their  impure  mouths,  and  turned  into  scoffs.  And,  by 
search,  he  perceived  there  was  no  one  thing  of  late  more 
like  to  have  renewed  the  infection,  there  being  such  vast  re- 
sort thither.  And  therefore  he  advised,  for  the  remedy 
hereof,  that  Cecil  would  be  the  means  of  a  proclamation  to 
inhibit  all  plays  for  one  whole  year ;  and  if  it  were  forever, 
added  he,  it  were  not  amiss  :  that  is,  within  the  City  or  three 
miles  compass,  upon  pains,  as  well  to  the  player,  as  to  the 
owners  of  houses  where  they  played  their  lewd  interludes." 
We  do  not  hear  of  any  action  being  taken  in  pursuance  of 
this  advice,  but  it  is  quite  probable  that  some  temporary  re- 
straint was  imposed.  At  all  events,  the  matter  is  pertinent 
as  showing  the  growing  importance  of  the  stage. 

From  "  a  brief  estimate  of  all  the  charges  against  Christ- 
mas and  Candlemas  for  three  plays  at  Windsor,"  in  the 
Christmas  season  of  1563-64,  and  also  for  plays  at  the 
Christmas  and  Shrovetide  following,  it  appears  that  the  cost 
of  the  whole  was  a  little  over  £444.  This  includes,  how- 
ever, the  "  repairing  and  making  of  three  masques,  with  their 
whole  furniture  and  divers  devices,  and  a  castle  for  ladiea, 
and  a  harbour  for  lords,"  shown  before  the  Queen  and  the 
French  Ambassadors  at  Richmond  in  the  summer  of  1564 ; 
but  it  was  only  a  small  part  of  the  expenses  incurred  on 
those  occasions.  From  the  same  paper  we  learn  that  Rich- 
ard Edwards  was  the  author  of  a  play  acted  before  the 
Queen  at  Christmas,  1564,  by  the  children  of  the  Chapel, 
Edwards  being  at  that  time  their  master.  During  the  fes- 
tivities of  the  following  Twelfthtide,  the  boys  belonging  to 
the  grammar-school  of  Westminster,  and  the  children  of 


HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAM*. 

Paul's  performed  at  Court.  In  the  summer  of  1564,  the 
Queen,  being  then  on  a  progress,  visited  Cambridge  Univer- 
sity, and  was  entertained  at  King's  College  with  a  play 
"  called  Ezechias  in  English : "  it  was  made  by  Nicholas 
Udall,  of  whom  more  hereafter,  and  of  course  was  a  sacred 
drama,  founded  on  the  Second  Book  of  Kings. 

On  the  3d  of  September,  1566,  a  play  was  witnessed  by 
Elizabeth  at  Oxford,  when  she  gave  eight  guineas  to  one  of  the 
young  performers.  Anthony  "Wood  furnishes  the  following 
account  of  it :  "  At  night  the  Queen  heard  the  first  part  of 
an  English  play  named  Palamon  and  Arcite,  made  by  Mr. 
Richard  Edwards,  a  gentleman  of  her  Chapel,  acted  with 
very  great  applause  in  Christ  Church  Hall ;  at  the  beginning 
of  which  play  there  was,  by  part  of  the  stage  which  fell, 
three  persons  slain,  besides  five  that  were  hurt.  Afterwards, 
the  actors  performed  their  parts  so  well,  that  the  Queen 
laughed  heartily  thereat,  and  gave  the  author  of  the  play 
great  thanks  for  his  pains."  Two  days  later,  a  Latin  play 
called  Progne,  by  Dr.  James  Calf  hill,  was  acted ;  but,  ac- 
cording to  Wood,  "  it  did  not  take  half  so  well  as  the  much- 
admired  play  of  Palamon  and  Arcite."  During  the  next 
Christmas  season,  the  Revels  were  held  at  Gray's  Inn,  whero 
Gascoigne's  Supposes,  translated  from  Ariosto,  and  his  Jo- 
casta,  from  Euripides,  were  performed.  The  former  was  a 
prose  comedy,  traces  of  which  are  found  in  Shakespeare's 
Taming  of  the  Shrew ;  the  latter,  a  tragedy  in  blank  verse. 

Mr.  Collier  found  among  the  Harleian  manuscripts  a  mi- 
nute account  of  the  Court  theatricals  in  1568 :  it  shows  the 
payment  of  £634  9s.  od.  for  expenses  incurred  between  July. 
1567,  and  March  following ;  during  which  time  eight  plays 
were  acted  before  the  Queen ;  the  titles  of  which  are  given 
as  follows :  As  Plain  as  can  be ;  The  Painful  Pilgrimage 
Jack  and  Gill ;  Six  Fools  ;  Wit  and  Will ;  Prodigality ;  Ores- 
tes ;  The  King  of  Scots  ;  none  of  which  appear  to  have  s-ir- 
vived.  The  same  paper  shows  the  sum  of  £453  5s.  5d, 
spent  for  Court  theatricals  in  1569 ;  but  only  states,  gen- 


THEATRICAL    COMPANIES.  CCXXXT 

erally,  that  "  plays,  tragedies,  and  masques  "  were  performed 
at  Christmas  and  Shrovetide.  From  another  paper,  found 
by  Malone  in  the  Office  of  the  Auditors  of  the  Imprest,  we 
tearn  that  the  cost  of  the  Revels  for  the  year  ending  on 
Shrove-Tuesday,  1571,  was  upwards  of  £1558;  mainly  ex- 
pended on  six  plays,  as  follows :  Lady  Barbary,  and  Clori- 
don  and  Radiamanta,  by  Sir  Robert  Lane's  men ;  Iphigenia, 
by  the  children  of  Paul's  ;  Ajax  and  Ulysses,  by  the  children 
of  Windsor ;  Narcissus,  by  the  children  of  the  Chapel ;  Paris 
and  Vienna,  by  the  children  of  Westminster.  The  account 
states  that  these  six  plays  "  were  chosen  out  of  many,  and 
found  to  be  the  best  that  were  then  to  be  had."  Of  course 
this  choice  was  made  by  the  Master  of  the  Revels,  whose 
duty  it  was  to  hear  the  plays  rehearsed,  before  they  were 
presented  at  Court.  Besides  the  plays,  there  were  six 
masques,  and  among  the  furnishings  for  both,  are  mentioned 
horse-tails,  hobby-horses,  branches  of  silk,  and  other  garni- 
ture for  pageants,  sceptres,  dishes  for  devil's  eyes,  devices  foi 
hell  and  hell-mouth,  bows,  bills,  swords,  spears,  and  fire- 
works. In  the  play  of  Narcissus,  a  fox  was  let  loose,  and 
pursued  by  dogs ;  for  which  a  charge  was  made  of  20s.  8d.  ,- 
also,  counterfeit  thunder  and  lightning,  at  a  cost  of  22s. 
Twenty-one  vizards,  with  long  beards,  and  six  Turks'  vizards 
are  also  some  of  the  articles  specified. 

How  common  the  profession  of  actor  had  now  become,  is 
well  shown  in  that  strolling  players  calling  themselves  the 
retainers  of  noblemen  were  so  numerous,  that  in  1572  a 
statute  was  found  necessary  for  their  regulation.  The  Act 
made  to  that  end  provides  that  "all  fencers,  bear-wards, 
common-players  in  interludes  and  minstrels,  not  belonging 
to  any  Baron  of  this  realm,  or  any  other  honourable  person- 
age of  greater  degree,  all  jugglers,  pedlars,  tinkers,  and 
petty  chapmen,  which  shall  wander  abroad,  and  not  have 
jcence  of  two  justices  of  the  peace  at  least,"  shall  be  deemed 
and  dealt  with  as  rogues  and  vagabonds.  The  evil  sought 
to  be  remedied  was,  that  many  companies  were  perambu* 


CCX.VXVl  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

luting  the  kingdom  without  any  authority,  but  pretending 
to  have  it. 

Still  the  thirst  for  dramatic  exhibitions  kept  increasing. 
The  expense  for  Court  theatricals  between  Shrovetide,  157 1: 
and  June,  1572,  was  no  less  than  £3905  !  No  particulars  of 
the  outlay  are  given,  farther  than  that  it  was  for  "  new  making, 
setting  forth,  and  furnishing  divers  masques  and  plays  shown 
before  her  Majesty."  From  this  time  till  1575,  the  particulars 
are  too  numerous  either  for  our  space  or  the  reader's  patience : 
suffice  it  to  say,  that  between  the  Christmas  of  1572  and 
March,  1574,  there  were  three  performances  at  Court  by  a 
company  of  boys  under  Richard  Mulcaster,  then  Master  of 
the  Merchant  Tailors'  School ;  four  by  the  Earl  of  Leices- 
ter's men ;  two  by  the  children  of  Windsor ;  two  by  the 
children  of  Westminster ;  one  by  the  children  of  Paul's ; 
one  by  Lord  Clinton's  servants ;  and  one  by  the  Earl  of  War- 
wick's players  under  Dutton. 

Which  brings  us  to  an  important  event  —  briefly  noticed 
in  our  Life  of  the  Poet  —  in  the  history  of  the  stage.  On 
the  7th  of  May,  1574,  the  Queen  ordered  out  a  patent  un- 
der the  Great  Seal,  licencing  and  authorizing  "  our  loving 
subjects,  James  Burbage,  John  Perkyn,  John  Laneham,  Wil- 
liam Johnson,  and  Robert  Wilson,  servants  to  our  trusty 
and  well-beloved  cousin  and  counsellor,  the  Earl  of  Leicester, 
to  use,  exercise,  and  occupy  the  art  and  faculty  of  playing 
comedies,  tragedies,  interludes,  stage-plays,  and  such  other 
like  as  they  have  already  used  and  studied,  or  shall  hereaf- 
ter use  and  study,  as  well  for  the  recreation  of  our  loving 
subjects,  as  for  our  solace  and  pleasure,  when  we  shall  think 
good  to  see  them."  This  patent,  which  was  doubtless  pro- 
cured through  Leicester's  influence  with  Elizabeth,  made  it 
the  special  privilege  of  the  company  to  perform,  during  the 
Queen's  pleasure,  both  in  the  City  and  Liberties  of  London, 
and  in  any  cities,  towns,  and  boroughs  throughout  the  king- 
dom ;  the  only  proviso  being,  "  that  the  said  comedies, 
tragedies,  interludes,  and  stage-plays  be  by  the  Master  of 


THEATRICAL,    COMPANIES.  CCXXXVU 

our  Revels,  for  the  time  being,  before  seen  and  allowed,  and 
that  the  same  be  not  published  or  shown  in  the  time  of  com- 
mon prayer,  or  in  the  time  of  great  and  common  plague  in 
our  said  City  of  London." 

This  privilege  was  strenuously  opposed  by  the  London 
Corporation ;  and  in  July  following  a  letter  was  written  by 
the  Privy  Council  to  the  Lord  Mayor,  requiring  that  the 
players  be  admitted  within  the  City,  and  "  be  otherwise  fa- 
vourably used."  In  the  next  year,  the  Common  Council 
made  some  orders  touching  plays,  which,  if  enforced,  would 
have  entirely  excluded  them  the  City ;  enacting,  under  pain 
of  fine  and  imprisonment,  that  no  play  should  be  there  per- 
formed, which  had  not  first  been  read  and  allowed  by  such 
persons  as  the  Mayor  and  Aldermen  might  appoint ;  that 
the  Mayor's  licence  be  necessary  before  every  public  exhi- 
bition ;  and  that  half  the  money  taken  should  be  given  to 
charitable  purposes.  How  far  the  City  prevailed  in  this 
contest  with  the  Court,  is  not  fully  known ;  but  soon  after 
the  date  of  the  forecited  measure  a  set  of  orders  was  print- 
ed, one  of  which  looks  as  though  they  had  succeeded  in  ex- 
cluding  plays  from  the  limits  of  the  Corporation,  but  not 
from  the  suburbs  or  Liberties.  As  the  matter  is  rather  edi- 
fying, we  subjoin  it : 

"  Forasmuch  as  the  playing  of  interludes  and  the  resort 
to  the  same  are  very  dangerous  for  the  infection  of  the  plague, 
whereby  infinite  burdens  and  losses  to  the  City  may  increase ; 
and  are  very  hurtful  in  corruption  of  youth  with  incontinence 
and  lewdness  ;  and  also  great  wasting  both  of  the  time  and 
thrift  of  many  poor  people ;  and  great  provoking  of  the  wrath 
of  God,  the  ground  of  all  plagues ;  great  withdrawing  of  the 
people  from  public  prayer,  and  from  the  service  of  God ;  and 
daily  cried  out  against  by  the  preachers  of  the  word  of  God ; 
therefore  it  is  ordered,  that  all  such  interludes  in  public 
places,  and  the  resort  to  the  same,  shall  wholly  be  prohibited 
as  ungodly,  and  humble  suit  made  to  the  Lords,  that  like 
prohibition  be  in  places  near  unto  the  Citv." 


CCXXXV1U  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

This  was  followed  by  an  earnest  petition  from  "the 
Queen's  poor  players  "  to  the  Privy  Council,  requesting  "  all 
your  Lordships'  favourable  letters  unto  the  Lord  Mayor  of 
London,  to  permit  us  to  exercise  within  the  City ;  and  also 
that  the  said  letters  may  contain  some  order  to  the  Justices 
of  Middlesex ;  whereby  we  shall  cease  the  continual  trou- 
bling of  your  Lordships  with  often  letters  in  the  premises." 
It  seems,  that  a  copy  of  this  petition,  with,  perhaps,  certain 
orders  suited  to  the  case,  must  have  been  sent  by  the  Privy 
Council  to  the  City  authorities ;  for  they  set  forth  a  lengthy 
reply  to  it,  from  which  we  can  give  but  the  following: 
"Whereas  they  require  only  that  her  Majesty's  servants  be 
permitted  to  play  ;  it  is  less  evil  than  to  grant  more.  But 
herein,  if  your  Lordships  will  so  allow  them,  it  may  please 
you  to  know,  that  the  last  year,  when  such  toleration  was  of 
the  Queen's  players  only,  all  the  places  of  playing  were 
filled  with  men  calling  themselves  the  Queen's  players. 
Your  Lordships  may  do  well,  in  your  letters  or  warrants  for 
their  toleration,  to  express  the  number  of  the  Queen's  play- 
ers, and  particularly  all  their  names." 

Hitherto,  instead  of  houses  or  buildings  set  apart,  ar- 
ranged, and  furnished  for  dramatic  representations,  resort 
was  commonly  had,  for  that  purpose,  to  halls,  churches, 
chapels,  or  temporary  erections  in  streets  and  other  open 
grounds.  The  proceedings  of  the  London  authorities  led  to 
consequences  which  they  had  not  foreseen.  Excluded  from 
the  City  proper,  Burbage  and  his  fellows  soon  pitched  upon 
a  place  beyond  the  Mayor's  jurisdiction,  but  yet  as  near  its 
limits  as  possible.  This  was  the  precinct  of  the  ancient 
Blackfriars  monastery,  where  they  bought  certain  rooms 
with  the  new  of  converting  them  into  a  play-house.  While 
the  necessary  alterations  were  making,  divers  inhabitants  of 
the  neighbourhood  sent  a  petition  to  the  Privy  Council, 
praying  that  Burbage  might  not  be  allowed  to  go  on  with 
his  undertaking.  In  this  petition,  after  assigning  certain 
reasons  for  their  course,  they  proceed  as  follows  :  "  In  tender 


THEATRICAL,    COMPANIES.  CCXXX1X 

consideration  whereof,  as  also  for  there  hath  not  at  any  time 
heretofore  been  used  any  common  play-house  within  the  same 
precinct ;  but  that  now,  all  players  being  banished  by  the 
Lord  Mayor  from  playing  within  the  City,  by  reason  of  the 
great  inconvenience  and  ill  rule  that  folio weth  them,  they 
think  to  plant  themselves  in  the  Liberties  ;  that  therefore  it 
would  please  your  Honours  to  take  order,  that  the  same 
rooms  may  be  converted  to  some  other  use,  and  that  no 
play-house  may  be  used  or  kept  there." 

Notwithstanding,  the  enterprise  went  ahead,  and  in  1576 
the  Blackfriars  theatre  was  made  ready  for  use.  And  by 
this  time,  though  the  precise  date  of  their  erection  is  not 
'ascertained,  there  were  two  other  play-houses  in  regulai 
operation,  called  The  Theatre  and  The  Curtain  :  these  were 
in  Shoreditch,  likewise  beyond  the  Lord  Mayor's  jursdio- 
tion. 

Between  the  Christmas  of  1574  and  Shrove-Tuesday, 
1582,  a  great  number  of  plays  were  acted  at  Court  by  va- 
rious companies  ;  a  summary  statement  of  which  will  further 
illustrate  the  growth  of  the  profession,  and  is  all  our  space 
can  afford.  Eight  pieces  are  noted  as  performed  by  Leices- 
ter's men,  and  one  by  "  Lord  Leicester's  boys,"  as  if  he  had 
two  companies,  a  senior  and  a  junior,  under  his  patronage ; 
nine,  by  the  Lord  Chamberlain's  men ;  seven,  by  the  Earl  of 
Warwick's  men ;  two,  by  Lord  Howard's  men ;  three,  by  the 
Earl  of  Derby's  men ;  one,  by  Lord  Hunsdon's  men ;  one, 
by  Lord  Clinton's  men ;  two,  by  the  Earl  of  Sussex'  men  5 
eight,  by  the  children  of  Windsor  and  of  the  Chapel ;  HUL, 
by  the  children  of  Paul's ;  and  one,  by  Mulcaster's  children. 

Meanwhile,  the  tussle  between  the  Court  and  City  seems 
to  have  been  renewed ;  as,  in  December,  1581,  a  letter  was 
written  to  the  Lord  Mayor,  ordering  him  to  permit  certain 
companies  of  players  "  to  use  and  exercise  their  trade  of 
playing  in  and  about  the  City,  as  they  have  heretofore  ac- 
customed, upon  the  week-days  only,  being  holidays  or  other 
days ;  so  as  they  do  forbear  wholly  to  play  on  the  Sabbath- 


CCX\  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

day,  either  in  the  forenoon  or  afternoon ;  which  to  do,  the} 
are  by  their  Lordships'  order  expressly  denied  and  forbidden." 
And  in  April  following  the  Privy  Council  sent  another  letter 
to  the  Mayor,  urging  the  reasonableness  of  allowing  the 
players  to  perform  for  honest  recreation's  sake,  and  in  order 
that  they  might  attain  to  more  perfection  and  dexterity, 
against  their  being  called  upon  to  act  before  the  Queen. 
They  also  "  pray  his  Lordship  to  revoke  his  late  inhibition 
against  their  playing  on  holidays ;  but  that  he  do  suffer  them, 
as  well  within  the  City  as  without,  to  use  their  exercise  of 
playing  on  the  said  holidays  after  evening  prayer,  only  for- 
bearing the  Sabbath-day,  according  to  their  Lordships'  order ; 
and  when  he  shall  find  that  the  continuance  of  the  same  their ' 
exercise,  by  the  increase  of  sickness  or  infection,  shall  be 
dangerous,  to  certify  their  Lordships,  and  they  will  presently 
take  order  accordingly." 

Paris  Garden  having  for  a  long  time  been  used  for  bear- 
baiting,  the  galleries,  being  of  wood,  had  become  much  de- 
cayed ;  and  on  Sunday,  January  13th,  1582,  one  of  them 
fell,  during  the  exhibition,  killing  some  persons,  and  hurting 
others.  The  next  day,  the  Lord  Mayor  wrote  to  Lord 
Treasurer  Burghley,  and,  after  referring  to  the  event,  re- 
marked, very  justly,  —  "  It  giveth  great  occasion  to  acknowl- 
edge the  hand  of  God  for  such  abuse  of  the  Sabbath-day, 
and  moveth  me  in  conscience  to  beseech  your  Lordship  to 
give  order  for  the  redress  of  such  contempt  of  God's  <*r- 
vice."  The  result  was,  that  the  forecited  order  of  the  Privy 
Council  against  playing  on  Sunday,  which  applied  only  to  tile 
City,  was  now  made  general ;  so  that  the  catastrophe  had, 
at  least  in  some  measure,  the  good  effect  of  breaking  up 
plays  on  Sunday. 

Some  two  months  later,  the  Queen,  at  the  request  of  Sec- 
retary Walsingham,  chose,  out  of  some  noblemen's  compa- 
nies that  were  used  to  act  before  her,  twelve  players  for  a 
company  of  her  own.  One  of  these  was  Robert  Wilson,  of 
•a  quick,  delicate,  refined  extemporal  witj"  another  ww 


THEATRICAL    COMPANIES.  CCXll 

Richard  Tarlton,  who  was  reckoned  the  best  actor  of  the 
time  in  comic  parts.  Howes  tells  us,  in  his  additions  to 
Stowe,  that  "they  were  sworn  the  Queen's  servants,  and 
were  allowed  wages  and  liveries  as  grooms  of  the  Chamber." 
The  Christmas  following,  five  pieces  were  played  at  Court 
by  "  her  Majesty's  servants,"  who  of  course  were  the  new 
company  thus  formed. 

Nor  did  the  Queen's  action  towards  supplying  her  court 
with  pastimes  stop  here.  In  April,  1586,  she  issued  a  war- 
rant under  her  sign  manual,  authorizing  Thomas  Gyles,  Mas- 
ter of  the  Children  of  St.  Paul's,  "  to  take  up  such  apt  and 
meet  children"  as  might  be  found  in  any  Cathedrals  and 
Coilegiate  churches  in  the  kingdom,  to  be  taught  and  trained 
for  her  special  service.  For  the  next  two  years,  most  of  U_e 
plays  at  Court  were  performed  by  the  Queen's  new  players 
and  the  company  of  boys  thus  established.  Howbeit,  in 
February,  1588,  a  tragedy  called  The  Misfortunes  of  Arthur 
was  acted  before  the  Queen  at  Greenwich,  by  "  the  Gentle- 
men of  Gray's  Inn,"  who  were  very  busy  in  theatricals  during 
that  winter.  The  play  was  written  by  Thomas  Hughes,  all 
but  the  Introduction,  which  was  the  work  of  Nicholas  Trotte ; 
and  deserves  special  mention  forasmuch  as  no  less  a  man 
than  "  Mr.  Francis  Bacon  "  assisted  in  preparing  the  dumb- 
shows. 

Secretary  Walsingham,  it  seems,  was  accustomed  to  have 
certain  hired  intelligencers  or  spies  prowling  about  London, 
to  fish  up  news  for  him.  One  of  these,  calling  himself  a 
Soldier,  wrote  to  his  patron,  on  the  25th  of  January,  1586, 
a  letter  which,  though  doubtless  having  more  or  less  of  *•*> 
aggeration,  shows  the  prodigious  activity  of  the  Drama  at 
that  time.  He  makes  a  sort  of  episode  on  the  stage,  as 
follows : 

"  The  daily  abuse  of  stage-plays  is  such  an  offence  to  the 
godly,  and  so  great  a  hindrance  to  the  Gospel,  as  the  Papists 
do  exceedingly  rejoice  at  the  blemish  thereof,  and  not  with- 
out cause  :  for  every  day  in  the  week  the  players'  bills  are 


HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

net  up  in  sundry  places  of  the  City,  some  in  the  name  of  hex 
Majesty's  men,  some,  the  Earl  of  Leicester,  some,  the  Earl 
of  Oxford,  the  Lord  Admiral,  and  divers  others ;  so  that 
when  the  bells  toll  to  the  lecturer,  the  trumpets  sound  to 
the  stages ;  whereat  the  wicked  faction  of  Rome  laugheth 
for  joy,  while  the  godly  weep  for  sorrow.  Woe  is  me  !  the 
play-houses  are  pestered,  when  churches  are  naked  :  at  the 
one  it  is  not  possible  to  get  a  place,  at  the  other  void  seat* 
are  plenty.  The  profamng  of  the  Sabbath  is  redressed,  but 
as  bad  a  custom  entertained,  and  yet  still  our  long-suffering 
God  forbeareth  to  punish.  Yet  it  is  a  woeful  sight,  to  see 
two  hundred  proud  players  jet  in  then-  silks,  where  five  hun- 
dred poor  people  starve  in  the  streets.  But  if  needs  this 
mischief  must  be  tolerated,  whereat,  no  doubt,  the  Highest 
frowneth,  yet  for  God's  sake,  Sir,  let  every  stage  in  London 
pay  a  weekly  pension  to  the  poor,  that  ex  hoc  malo  proveni-Tt 
aliquod  bonum  :  but  it  were  rather  to  be  wished  that  players 
might  be  used,  as  Apollo  did  his  laughing,  semel  in  anno. 
Now,  methinks,  I  see  your  Honour  smile,  and  say  to  your- 
self, these  things  are  fitter  for  the  pulpit  than  a  soldier's 
pen ;  but  God,  who  searcheth  the  heart  and  reins,  knoweth 
that  I  write  not  hypocritically,  but  from  the  very  sorrow  of 
my  soul." 

It  was  not  long  before  the  abuses  of  the  stage  called  forth 
some  decisive  action,  which  resulted  in  the  silencing  of  two 
companies.  In  1589,  Edmund  Tylney,  then  Master  of  the 
Revels,  and  a  part  of  whose  duty  was  to  watch  over  the 
stage,  made,  it  seems,  some  complaint  to  Burghley  against 
the  actors  in  the  City.  Burghley  thereupon  wrote  to  the 
Mayor  to  put  a  stop  to  all  plays  within  his  jurisdiction.  Thi 
iLain  part  of  the  Mayor's  answer  is  as  follows :  "  According 
to  your  Lordship's  good  pleasure,  I  presently  sent  for  such 
players  as  I  could  hear  of,  so  as  there  appeared  yesterday 
before  me  the  Lord  Admiral's  and  the  Lord  Strange's  play- 
ers ;  to  whom  I  specially  gave  in  charge,  and  required  them 
in  f.er  Majesty's  name,  to  forbear  playing  until  further  order 


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/night  be  given  for  their  allowance  in  that  respect.  Where- 
upon the  Lord  Admiral's  players  very  dutifully  obeyed  ;  but 
the  others,  in  very  contemptuous  manner  departing  from  me, 
went  to  the  Cross  Keys,  and  played  that  afternoon,  to  the 
great  offence  of  the  better  sort,  that  knew  they  were  pro- 
hibited by  order  from  your  Lordship.  Which  as  I  might 
not  suffer,  so  I  sent  for  the  said  contemptuous  persons,  who 
having  no  reasons  to  allege  for  their  contempt,  I  could  do 
no  less  but  this  evening  commit  two  of  them  to  one  of  the 
Counters ;  and  do  mean,  according  to  your  Lordship's  direc- 
tion, to  prohibit  all  playing  until  your  Lordship's  pleasure 
therein  be  further  known." 

This  letter  was  dated  the  6th  of  November,  1589.  Six 
days  after,  the  Privy  Council  wrote  letters  to  the  Archbishop 
of  Canterbury,  the  Mayor  of  London,  and  the  Master  of  the 
Revels,  requiring  the  first  twe  to  choose  each  a  suitable  per- 
son, and  the  last  to  join  with  the  persons  so  chosen  in  in- 
specting and  licensing  all  plays  to  be  acted  in  and  about 
the  City. 

The  cause  of  these  proceedings  was  this :  About  that  time 
the  Marprelate  controversy  was  at  its  height,  and  Martin 
Marprelate  had  been  brought  upon  the  public  stage.  This 
is  evident  from  a  tract  by  Nash,  printed  that  year,  where, 
referring  to  Martin,  the  writer  proceeds,  — "  Methought 
Vetus  ComcRclia  began  to  prick  him  at  London  in  the  right 
vein,  when  she  brought  forth  Divinity  with  a  scratch'd  face, 
holding  of  her  heart  as  if  she  were  sick  because  Martin 
would  have  forced  her ;  but,  missing  of  his  purpose,  he  left 
the  print  of  his  nails  upon  her  cheeks,  and  poisoned  her  with 
a  vomit,  which  he  ministered  unto  her  to  make  her  cast  up 
her  dignities  and  promotions." 

Of  course  the  Old  Comedy  and  Divinity  here  spoken  of 
were  stage  personifications,  and  Martin  one  of  the  dramatis 
persona  in  the  same  piece  with  them.  Not  long  after,  John 
Lyly,  who  wrote  some  of  the  Marprelate  tracts,  published  a 
pamphlet  wherein  he  cbarly  infers  that  some  plays  on  the 


HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

subject  had  been  stayed.  Alluding  to  Martin,  he  says,  — 
"  Would  those  comedies  might  bt  alloiotd  to  be  plcnfd  thai 
are  penned,  and  then  I  am  sure  he  would  be  deciphered,  and 
so,  perhaps,  discouraged.  He  shall  not  be  brought  in,  as 
whilome  he  was,  and  yet  very  well,  with  a  cock's  comb,  an 
ape's  face,  a  wolf's  belly,  cat's  claws,  &c.,  but  in  a  capp'd 
cloak,  and  all  the  best  apparel  he  wore  the  highest  day  in 
the  year.  A  stage-player,  though  he  be  but  a  cobbler  by 
occupation,  yet  his  chance  may  be  to  play  the  king's  part. 
Martin,  of  what  calling  soever  he  be,  can  play  nothing  but 
the  knave's  part.  Would  it  not  be  a  fine  tragedy,  when 
Mardocheus  shall  play  a  Bishop  in  a  play,  and  Martin,  Ha- 
man ;  and  that  he  that  seeks  co  pull  down  those  that  are  set 
in  high  authority  above  him,  should  be  hoisted  upon  a  tree 
above  all  other  ? "  Here  the  allusion  is  plainly  to  some 
play  of  Martin  marring  the  Prelates ;  and  the  writer  adds 
in  a  note,  — "  If  he  be  showed  at  Paul's,  it  will  cost  you 
four-pence ;  at  the  Theatre,  two-pence ;  at  St.  Thomas-a- 
Watrings,  nothing."  From  which  it  would  seem  that  the 
matter  in  question  had  been  brought  upon  the  stage  by  the 
children  of  St.  Paul's,  and  by  the  actors  of  the  Theatre 
play-house.  St.  Thomas-a-Watrings  was  a  place  of  execu- 
tion, where  of  course  a  tragical  sight  might  be  seen  for 
nothing. 

It  appears  that  about  the  same  time,  and  probably  for  the 
same  cause,  a  stop  was  put  to  the  acting  of  the  children  of 
St.  Paul's ;  for  in  Lyly's  Endymion,  published  in  1591,  the 
writer  says,  — "  Since  the  Plays  in  Paul's  were  dissolved, 
there  are  certain  comedies  come  to  my  hands."  As  the  mat- 
ter is  further  treated  in  our  third  chapter  of  the  Poet's  Life, 
we  will  dismiss  it  by  simply  adding,  that  the  Mayor's  total 
prohibition  of  playing  was  but  temporary. 

There  was  a  singular  passage  between  some  players  ami 
the  University  of  Cambridge,  which  perhaps  ought  not  to  be 
omitted.  As  far  back  as  1575,  the  Privy  Council  had  sent 
letters  to  the  Vice-Chancellor  of  Cambridge,  in  which,  aftei 


THEATRICAL    COMPANIES.  CCXlv 

•tating  the  necessity  of  keeping  pure  the  fountains  whence 
learning  flowed  to  all  parts  of  the  kingdom,  they  forbade 
common  players  to  perform  either  at  the  University  or  with- 
in five  miles  round  it.  In  the  summer  of  1592,  a  company 
of  players,  with  Button  at  their  head,  repaired  to  Cam 
bridge,  intending  to  perform  there.  On  the  1st  of  Septem 
ber,  the  Vice-Chancellor  and  certain  justices  of  peace  issued 
a  warrant  to  the  constable  for  preventing  such  design.  Nev- 
ertheless, the  players  did  perform  at  Chesterton,  which  was 
within  the  prescribed  limits.  On  the  8th,  Dr.  Some,  the 
V^ice-Chancellor,  wrote  to  the  Privy  Council,  reciting  the 
orders  of  1575,  complaining  of  the  late  offence,  and  re- 
questing that  the  offending  parties  might  be  punished.  Not 
getting  any  answer,  Dr.  Some,  and  several  heads  of  colleges 
with  him,  ten  days  after,  wrote  again,  repeating  the  com- 
plaint, with  further  particulars  against  Lord  North  and  Dut- 
ton  who  had  treated  their  authority  with  contempt  After 
referring  to  the  forementioned  warrant,  they  proceed  thus : 

"  How  slightly  that  warrant  was  regarded,  as  well  by  the 
constables  and  the  inhabitants  of  Chesterton,  as  by  the  play- 
ers themselves,  appeared  by  their  bills  set  up  upon  our  col- 
lege-gates, and  by  their  playing  at  Chesterton,  notwithstand- 
ing our  said  warrant  to  the  contrary.  One  of  the  constables 
told  us,  that  he  heard  the  players  say  that  they  were  licenced 
by  the  Lord  North  to  play  in  Chesterton.  We  cannot 
charge  his  Lordship  otherwise  in  that  particular ;  but  we  are 
able  to  justify,  that  the  Lord  North,  upon  a  like  occasion 
heretofore,  being  made  acquainted  with  the  said  letters  of 
the  Lords  of  the  Council,  returned  answer  in  writing,  that 
those  letters  were  no  perpetuity." 

After  going  on  somewhile  further  in  the  same  strain,  they 
close  by  asking  a  renewal  of  the  orders  of  1575,  that  Lord 
North  and  the  players  might  not  be  able  to  take  shelter  un- 
der the  plea  of  their  having  expired.  Thus  the  matter  rest- 
ed till  July,  1593,  when  the  Vice-Chancellor  reminded  Lord 
Burghley  on  the  subject,  and  prayed  that  the  University 


CCxlvi  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRABl » 

might  be  freed  from  players.  A  few  days  after,  the  orders 
were  accordingly  renewed,  and  a  copy  of  the  same  sent  to 
the  authorities  of  Oxford. 

Meanwhile,  however,  in  December,  1592,  Dr.  John  Still, 
then  at  the  head  of  Cambridge  University,  received  an  order 
from  Court,  that  an  English  comedy  should  be  got  up  there 
for  the  Queen's  recreation,  as,  because  of  the  plague,  her 
own  actors  could  not  play  before  her  at  Christmas.  This 
looks  very  like  an  intended  reproof  of  the  University.  Be 
that  as  it  may,  Dr.  Still,  though  himself  the  author  of  Gam- 
mer Gurton's  Needle,  an  English  comedy,  which  was  acted 
before  the  Queen  at  Christ  College  in  1566^  wrote  the  fol- 
lowing in  answer,  six  others  joining  with  him : 

"  Upon  Saturday  last,  being  the  2d  of  December,  we  re- 
ceived letters  from  Mr.  Vice-Chamberlain,  wherein,  by  reason 
that  her  Majesty's  own  servants  in  this  time  of  infection  may 
not  disport  her  Highness  with  their  wonted  pastimes,  his 
Honour  hath  moved  our  University  to  prepare  a  comedy  in 
English,  to  be  acted  before  her  Highness  by  some  of  our 
students  in  this  time  of  Christmas.  How  ready  we  are  to 
do  any  thing  that  may  tend  to  her  Majesty's  pleasure,  we 
are  very  desirous  by  all  means  to  testify ;  but  how  fit  we 
shall  be  for  this,  having  no  practice  in  this  English  vein,  and 
being,  as  we  think,  nothing  beseeming  our  students,  we  much 
doubt.  English  comedies,  for  that  we  never  used  any,  we 
presently  have  none :  to  make  or  translate  one  in  such  short- 
ness of  time,  we  shall  not  be  able  ;  and  therefore,  if  we  must 
needs  undertake  the  business,  and  that  with  conveniency  it 
may  be  granted,  these  two  things  we  would  gladly  desire,— 
gome  further  time  for  due  preparation,  and  liberty  to  play  in 
Latin.  How  fit  these  are  to  be  requested  or  granted,  your 
Lordship,  who  well  knoweth  her  Majesty's  disposition  and 
our  manner,  is  best  able  to  judge  :  ourselves  only  do  move 
them,  referring  both  them  and  the  whole  cause  unto  your 
Lordship's  consideration." 

This  remonstrance  appears  to  have  been  effectual :  but 


THEATRICAL    COMPANIES.  CCXlVll 

the  next  year  Dr.  Thomas  Legge,  who  wrote  a  Latin  tragedy 
of  Richard  III.,  was  Vice-Chancellor ;  and  in  a  letter  to  Lord 
Burghley  he  spoke  of  some  offence  given  to  the  Queen,  and 
stated  that  the  University  had  sent  some  of  its  body  to  Ox- 
ford to  see  the  entertainment  given  her  Majesty  there,  in 
order  to  be  better  prepared  for  obeying  her  directions  in  fu- 
ture. The  difference  seems  to  have  been  arranged  before 
the  Christmas  of  1594,  since  the  University  then  acted  cer- 
tain comedies  and  a  tragedy,  and  requested  a  loan  of  the 
royal  robes  in  the  Tower  for  that  purpose. 

We  have  now  brought  down  the  account  of  theatricals  as 
far  as  our  plan  requires.  From  the  great  impetus  already 
noted,  it  may  well  be  presumed  that  there  was  a  still  further 
growth  in  after-years ;  which  was  indeed  the  case.  Before 
the  end  of  the  sixteenth  century,  there  were  divers  other 
play-houses  in  the  City  and  suburbs  of  London,  besides  the 
three  already  mentioned ;  as  the  Whitefriars,  the  Newington 
Butts,  the  Rose,  the  Hope,  the  Paris  Garden,  the  Globe,  the 
Swan,  and  the  Fortune.  On  the  whole,  it  is  pretty  evident, 
that  in  Shakespeare's  tune  the  Drama  was  decidedly  a  great 
Institution ;  it  was  a  sort  of  fourth  Estate  in  the  realm, 
nearly  as  much  so,  perhaps,  as  the  newspaper  Press  is  in  our 
day :  practically,  the  Government  of  the  commonwealth  was 
vested  in  King,  Lords,  Commons,  and  Dramatists,  including 
in  the  latter  both  writers  and  actors ;  so  that  the  Poet  had 
far  more  reason  than  now  exists,  for  making  Hamlet  say  to 
the  old  statesman,  —  "After  your  death  you  were  bettei 
have  a  bad  epitaph,  than  their  ill  report  while  you  live  " 


HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

CHAPTER  IV. 
COMEDY  AND   TRAGEDY. 

"WE  have  seen  how  the  old  Miracle-plays  gradually  gave 
way  to  Moral-plays  ;  first  borrowing  some  of  their  materials, 
then  thrown  into  the  back-ground,  and  finally  quite  displaced, 
by  what  they  had  borrowed.  Yet  both  these  forms  of  the 
Drama  were  radically  different  from  Comedy  and  Tragedy, 
in  the  proper  sense  of  these  terms  :  there  was  very  little  of 
character  or  of  human  blood  in  them ;  and  even  that  little  was 
not  there  by  any  natural  right ;  being  forced  in  by  external 
causes,  and  not  a  free  or  native  outgrowth  from  the  genius 
or  principle  of  the  thing.  The  first,  in  their  proper  idea  and 
original  plan,  were  but  a  mechanical  collocation  of  the  events 
of  Scripture  and  old  legend,  carried  on  by  a  sort  of  personal 
representatives  ;  the  historical  forms  being  every  thing,  in- 
dividual traits  nothing,  in  the  exhibition :  the  second,  a  mere 
procession  of  abstract  ideas  rudely  and  inartificially  person- 
ified, with  something  of  fantastical  drapery  thrown  around 
them.  So  that  both  alike  stood  apart  from  the  vitalities  of 
nature  and  the  abiding  interests  of  thought,  being  indeed 
quite  innocent  of  the  knowledge  of  them :  both  were  the 
legitimate  product  of  a  people  among  whom  the  principles 
of  a  most  generous  culture  had  been  planted,  but  had  not 
yet  fructified ;  who  had  the  powers  of  the  highest  art  rather 
lying  on  the  surface  of  their  mind  than  rooted  in  its  sub* 
stance ;  a  treasure  of  grace  and  truth  adopted,  but  not  in- 
corporated. 

Of  course  it  was  impossible  that  such  things,  themselves 
the  offspring  of  darkness,  should  stand  the  light.  None  but 
children  in  mind  —  in  the  dim  twilight  "how  easy  is  a  bush 
supposed  a  bear  "  —  could  mistake  them  for  truth,  or  keep 
up  any  real  sympathy  with  such  unvital  motions.  Precluded 


COMEDY    AND    TRAGEDY. 

from  the  endltss  variety  of  individual  nature  and  character- 
istic specii../ity,  they  could  not  but  run  into  great  sameness 
and  monotony :  it  was  at  the  best  little  more  than  a  repeti- 
tion of  one  fundamental  air  under  certain  arbitrary  varia- 
tions. As  the  matter  shown  was  always  much  the  same,  the 
interest  had  to  depend  chiefly  on  the  manner  of  showing  it : 
so  that  the  natural  result  was,  either  a  cumbrous  and  clumsy 
excess  of  manner,  or  else  a  stupifying  tediousness  of  effect  j 
unless,  indeed,  it  drew  beyond  itself;  and  in  doing  this  it 
could  not  but  create  a  taste  that  would  sooner  or  later  force 
».ts  entire  withdrawal  from  the  scene. 

Accordingly,  Moral-plays,  at  a  comparatively  early  period 
in  their  course,  began,  as  we  have  seen,  to  deviate  into  veins 
of  matter  foreign  to  their  original  design ;  points  of  native 
humour  and  wit,  lines  of  personal  interest  were  taken  in  to 
diversify  and  relieve  the  allegorical  sameness ;  these  grew 
more  and  more  into  the  main  texture  of  the  workmanship  : 
so  that  the  older  occupant  may,  in  some  sort,  be  said  to  have 
begotten  the  new  species  by  which  itself  was  in  due  time  su- 
perseded. As  the  new  elements  gained  strength  and  grew 
firm,  much  of  the  old  treasure  proved  to  be  mere  refuse  and 
dross ;  as  such  it  was  discarded :  nevertheless,  whatsoever 
of  sterling  wealth  had  been  accumulated,  was  sucked  in,  re- 
tained, and  carried  up  into  the  supervening  growth. 

So  that  the  allegorical  drama  had  great  influence,  no 
doubt,  in  determining  the  scope  and  quality  of  the  proper 
drama  of  comedy  and  tragedy ;  since,  by  its  long  discipline 
of  the  popular  mind  in  abstract  ideas,  it  did  much,  very 
much,  towards  forming  that  public  taste  which  required  the 
drama  to  rise  above  a  mere  geography  of  facts  into  the 
empyrean  of  truth ;  and  under  the  instruction  of  whicn 
Shakespeare  learned  to  make  his  persons  embodiments  of 
general  nature  as  well  as  of  individual  character.  For  the 
excellences  of  the  Shakespearian  drama  were  probably 
owing  as  much  to  the  mental  preparation  of  the  time  as  to 
the  powers  of  the  individual  man :  he  was  in  demand  before 


fid  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

he  came,  and  it  was  that  pre-existing  demand  that  taujrht 
and  enabled  him  to  do  -what  he  did.  In  short,  z°  it  was  the 
strength  of  his  genius  that  lifted  him  to  the  top  of  the  heap, 
so  it  was  the  greatness  of  the  heap  that  enabled  him  to 
reach  and  maintain  that  elevation.  For  it  is  a  great  mis- 
take to  regard  Shakespeare  as  standing  alone,  and  working 
only  in  the  powers  of  his  individual  mind.  In  fact,  there 
was  never  any  growth  of  literature  or  art  that  stood  upon  a 
wider  basis  of  collective  experience,  or  that  drew  its  form 
and  substance  from  n  larger  or  more  varied  stock  of  histor- 
ical preparation. 

The  beginnings,  then,  of  English  comedy  and  tragedy 
were  made  long  before  these  appeared  in  distinct  formation. 
Of  course,  by  comedy  and  tragedy,  we  mean  the  drama  of 
individual  character  and  action  as  distinguished  from  sym- 
bolical representations.  And  the  first  known  hand  that 
drew  off  the  elements  of  comedy  and  moulded  them  into  a 
structure  by  themselves,  was  John  Heywood,  who  belonged 
to  the  Revels  establishment  of  Henry  VUL,  and  in  1514 
had  a  salary  of  £20  a  year  as  "  the  singer,"  and  also,  in 
1538,  a  quarterly  allowance  of  £2  10*.  as  "  player  on  the 
virginals."  His  pieces,  however,  have  not  the  form  of  com- 
edies. He  called  them  Interludes,  a  name  in  use  many 
years  before,  and  perhaps  adopted  by  him  as  indicating  the 
purpose  to  which  he  designed  them,  of  filling  up  the  gaps 
or  intervals  of  banquets  and  other  entertainments.  They 
are  short,  not  taking  much  more  time  than  a  single  Act  in 
an  ordinary  comedy.  Yet  they  have  the  substance  of  com- 
edy, in  that  they  give  pictures  of  real  life  and  manners,  con- 
taining much  sprightliness  of  dialogue,  and  not  a  little  of 
humour  and  character,  and  varied  with  amusing  incident 
and  allusion  drawn  fresh  from  the  writer's  observation,  with 
the  dews  of  nature  upon  them.  This  will  readily  appear 
upon  a  brief  analysis  of  some  of  them. 

Heywood's  oldest  piece,  written  as  early  as  1521,  though 
not  printed  till  1533,  is  entitled  "A  merry  Play  between 


COMEDY    AND    TRACED?  CC& 

vl:e  Pardoner  and  the  Friar,  the  Curate  and  neighbour  Pratt. 
A  Pardoner  and  a  Friar  have  each  got  leave  of  the  Curate 
to  use  his  church,  the  one  to  exhibit  his  relics,  the  other  to 
preach  a  sermon,  the  object  of  both  being,  simply,  to  make 
money.  The  Friar  comes  first,  and  is  about  to  begin  his 
preachment,  when  the  other  enters  and  disturbs  him  :  each 
wants  to  be  heard  first,  and,  after  a  long  fierce  trial  which 
has  the  stronger  pair  of  lungs,  they  fall  into  a  regular  per- 
formance of  mutual  kicking  and  cuffing.  The  Curate, 
aroused  to  the  spot  by  the  clamour,  endeavours  to  part 
them  ;  failing  of  this,  he  calls  in  neighbour  Pratt,  and  then 
seizes  the  Friar,  leaving  Pratt  to  manage  the  other,  their 
purpose  being,  to  set  them  in  the  stocks.  But  they  get  the 
worst  of  it  altogether ;  in  fact,  they  are  treated  to  a  sound 
drubbing ;  whereupon  they  gladly  come  to  terms,  allowing 
the  Pardoner  and  Friar  quietly  to  depart.  As  a  specimen 
of  the  incidents,  we  may  mention  that  the  Friar,  wlu'le  his 
whole  sermon  is  against  covetousness,  harps  much  on  the 
voluntary  poverty  of  his  order,  and  then  gives  out  his  pur- 
pose of  taking  up  a  collection.  In  a  like  spirit  of  satirical 
humour,  the  Pardoner  is  made  to  exhibit  some  very  laugh- 
able relics,  such  as  "  the  great  toe  of  the  Holy  Trinity,"  the 
bongrace  and  French  hood  of  the  Virgin  Mary,  articles  of 
dress  worn  at  that  time,  and  the  "  blessed  jaw-bone  "  of  al] 
the  saints  in  the  Calendar ; 

"  Which  relic,  without  any  fail, 

Against  poison  chiefly  doth  prevail.' 

Another  of  Heywood's  pieces,  also  printed  in  1533,  is 
called  "  A  merry  Play  between  John  the  husband,  Tib  the 
wife,  and  Sir  John  the  priest."  Tib  the  wife  being  absent 
from  home,  John,  who  is  a  hen-pecked  husband,  brags  of  his 
domestic  ascendency,  and  threatens  to  give  her  a  lusty 
trouncing  on  her  return.  Just  then  she  enters,  having  over- 
heard him,  and  demands  whom  he  is  going  to  beat :  he 
dodges  off,  that  "it  was  Stockfish  hi  Thames-street."  Sh& 
complain?  of  sickness,  and  he  attributes  it  to  her  drinking 


CClii  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

with  Sir  John  the  priest,  which,  it  seems,  was  a  common 
pastime  with  her.  She  then  produces  a  pie,  which  she  has 
Drought  home  with  her  ;  tells  him  it  was  made  by  herself, 
her  gossip  Margery,  and  Sir  John  ;  sends  him  off  to  invite 
Sir  John  to  supper ;  and  he  dare  not  refuse  to  go,  though 
mighty  suspicious  that  she  has  been  playing  him  false.  Sir 
John  having  come,  she  sends  her  husband  out  for  water  to 
wash  their  hands  with  before  eating :  while  he  is  gone,  she 
and  Sir  John  make  merry  together  at  the  tricks  she  has 
practised  upon  him  :  John  finds  the  pail  too  leaky  for  use  ; 
returns ;  is  furnished  with  wax,  to  stop  the  leaks  ;  while  he 
is  busy  putting  it  on,  she  and  Sir  John  despatch  the  pie,  not 
heeding  his  remonstrances,  and  he  not  daring  to  enforce  a 
share  of  it  from  them.  At  last  his  patience  gives  way  ;  he 
throws  down  the  pail  in  high  dudgeon ;  whereupon  Tib  and 
Sir  John  pitch  into  him  till  they  make  the  blood  "  run  about 
his  ears,"  and  then  put  off  together :  he  fancies  they  have 
fled  from  his  superior  prowess ;  but,  suddenly  bethinking 
himself  that  they  have  withdrawn  for  another  purpose, 
makes  after  them,  "  to  see  if  they  do  him  any  villainy ; " 
which  concludes  the  performance. 

Another  of  his  pieces,  also  full  of  broad  fun,  and  equally 
smacking  of  real  life,  is  entitled  The  Four  Ps ;  while  a 
fourth,  called  The  Play  of  the  Weather,  has  something  the 
character  of  a  Moral-play,  the  Vice  figuring  in  it  under  the 
name  of  Merry  Report.  What  we  have  given  may  suffice 
to  indicate  the  decided  steps  taken  by  Heywood  in  the  direo- 
tion  of  genuine  comedy. 

An  anonymous  interlude  called  Thersites,  and  written  in 
1537,  deserves  mention  as  the  oldest  dramatic  piece  in  Eng- 
lish, with  characters  borrowed  from  secular  history.  The 
object  of  the  piece  as  stated  in  the  title-page  is,  to  "  declare 
how  that  the  greatest  boasters  are  not  the  greatest  doers." 
Thersites,  the  hero,  enters  fresh  from  the  siege  of  Troy : 
aaving  lost  his  armour,  he  applies  to  Mulciber  to  forge  him 
a  new  suit.  Among  other  things,  he  wants  "  a  sallet  made 


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of  steel,"  meaning  a  helmet ;  Vulcan  takes  him  to  mean  a 
sulad  •,  and  he  has  much  ado  to  beat  into  the  artizan's  head 
precisely  what  it  is  that  he  wants.  Being  at  length  fur- 
nished  with  a  sword  that  will  pare  iron,  the  hero  exclaims, 
— "  Now  have  at  the  lions  on  Cotswold,"  a  proverbial  ex- 
pression for  sheep.  He  then  dares  King  Arthur  and  his 
knights  of  the  round  table,  and  divers  other  English  heroes, 
to  fight,  and  avows  his  determination  to  walk  through  Lon- 
don, let  come  what  wilL  His  mother,  thinking  his  wordy 
rage  may  import  danger  to  somebody,  tries  in  vain  to  ap- 
pease his  wrath :  in  reply  he  alludes  to  Robinhood  and  Lit- 
tle John,  calling  them  "  Robin  John  and  Littlehood,"  and 
vows  to  "teach  such  outlaws"  how  hereafter  "they  take 
away  Abbots'  purses."  This  is  followed  by  a  mighty  battle 
with  a  snail,  mixed  up  with  references  to  Friar  Tuck :  after 
due  deliberation,  Thersites  makes  at  the  beast  with  club  and 
sword,  and  finally  compels  him  to  haul  in  his  horns.  "  A 
poor  soldier  come  of  late  from  Calais  "  then  enters,  and  the 
hero  runs  off  in  a  fright.  Next,  a  child  named  Telemachus 
comes  to  the  hero's  mother  with  a  letter  from  Ulysses,  re- 
questing her  to  doctor  the  bringer,  who  is  troubled  with 
worms  :  she  undertakes  his  cure,  and  gives  him  a  charm  for 
that  purpose.  This  done,  the  soldier  enters  again,  and  the 
hero  again  makes  off  with  all  his  legs,  leaving  his  club  and 
sword  behind  him ;  which  concludes  the  piece.  From  al] 
which  it  will  be  seen  that  the  interlude  has  nothing  of  his- 
torical matter  but  the  names :  it  is  merely  a  piece  of  broad 
comedy  in  the  vein  of  English  life  and  manners. 

Another  piece  of  a  much  more  serious  character,  ap- 
proaching to  tragedy,  was  printed  about  1530,  with  a  title 
as  follows  :  "  A  new  comedy  in  English,  in  manner  of  an  in- 
terlude, right  elegant,  and  full  of  craft  and  rhetoric ;  wherein 
is  showed  and  described  as  well  the  beauty  and  good  prop- 
erties of  women,  as  their  vices  and  evil  conditions,  with  a 
moral  conclusion  and  exhortation  to  virtue."  The  story  ia 
Ttsry  simple  and  soon  told.  Calisto,  a  young  gallant,  ia  in 


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love  with  Mclibea,  who  dislikes  him.  By  the  advice  of 
Sempronio,  a  parasite,  he  bribes  old  Cdestina,  a  common 
bawd,  into  his  sendee.  She  tries  to  persuade  the  heroine  to 
meet  Calisto  at  her  house :  failing  of  this,  she  pretends  that 
he  is  dying  of  the  tooth-ache,  and  that  nothing  will  relieve 
him  but  the  use  of  Melibea's  hallowed  girdle,  aided  by  her 
prayers.  The  maiden,  thus  appealed  to,  consents  to  lend 
him  the  girdle,  which  is  employed  as  symbolical  of  a  far 
dearer  favour.  No  sooner  has  she  yielded  it,  than  she  is 
smitten  with  grief  and  remorse  ;  she  confesses  the  fault  to 
Danio  her  father,  and  prays  to  Heaven  for  pardon  and  help 
Dam'o  then  follows  with  a  discourse  of  warning  to  old  and 
young,  and  the  piece  ends.  The  play  is  exceedingly  short, 
and  has  nothing  either  of  the  supernatural  or  the  allegorical 
in  its  structure :  as  to  its  merits  in  other  respects,  there  is 
little  to  be  said ;  and  it  is  noticed  merely  as  illustrating  the 
gradual  working  up  of  the  Drama  into  a  new  species. 

We  now  come  to  the  oldest  known  specimen  of  a  regular 
English  comedy.  Ralph  Roister  Bolster  was  written  as 
early  at  least  as  1551,  though  not  licensed  for  the  press  till 
1566.  It  was  the  work  of  Nicholas  Udall,  a  name  distin- 
guished in  the  early  literature  of  the  Reformation.  Udal) 
was  born  in  1505  or  1506 ;  admitted  a  scholar  of  Corpus 
Christi  College,  Oxford,  in  1520  ;  took  his  Bachelor's  degree 
in  1524 ;  and  proceeded  Master  of  Arts  in  1534,  being  hin- 
dered till  that  time  on  account  of  his  attachment  to  the  Ref- 
ormation. The  same  year,  1534,  he  was  appointed  Head- 
Master  of  Eton,  then  famous  for  teaching  the  classics ; 
became  a  Prebendary  of  Windsor  in  1551,  and  in  1553 
.  Rector  of  Calborne  in  the  Isle  of  Wight ;  was  afterwards 
made  Head-Master  of  Westminster  school,  and  died  in 
1556.  In  our  preceding  Chapter,  we  met  with  him  as  the 
author  of  "  an  English  play  called  Ezechias,"  which  was 
performed  before  the  Queen  at  King's  College,  Cambridge, 
in  1564. 

In  his  prologue  to  Ralph  Roister  Doister  the  author  refers 


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to  Plrmtus  and  Terence  as  his  models.  The  play  is  in  five 
Acts,  which  are  duly  subdivided  into  scenes ;  the  scene  is  in 
London,  the  persons  and  manners  all  English ;  the  number 
of  characters  thirteen,  four  of  whom  are  women.  The  hero 
and  heroine  are  Ralph  Roister  Doister  and  Dame  Christian 
Custance  a  widow :  in  the  train  of  the  former  are  Matthew 
Merrygreek,  Dobinet  Doughty,  and  Harpax ;  of  the  latter, 
Truepenny  her  man,  Madge  Mumblecrust  her  nurse,  Tibet 
Talkapace,  and  Annot  Alyface.  The  play  is  opened  by  Mat 
thew,  who  enters  singing,  and  expounds  his  mind  in  a  solil- 
oquy, dilating  on  his  patron's  qualities  and  his  own.  Pres- 
ently Ralph  comes  in  talking  to  himself;  declares  he  is 
weary  of  life,  anfl  regrets  that  God  has  made  him  "  such  a 
goodly  person ; "  calls  on  his  friend  Matthew  for  counsel  and 
help,  as  he  is  dying  for  love  of  a  lady  whose  name  he  does 
not  at  first  remember,  and  who,  he  hears,  is  engaged  to  a 
merchant  named  Gawin  Goodluck.  Matthew  consoles  him 
with  the  assurance  that  his  figure  is  such  as  no  woman  can 
resist,  and  that  the  people  go  into  raptures  over  him  as  he 
passes  in  the  street,  comparing  him  to  divers  ancient  Wor- 
thies and  heroes  of  romance  ;  all  which  he  swallows  greedily, 
and  promises  the  speaker  a  new  coat.  Next  we  have  a 
scene  of  Madge  spinning,  Tibet  sewing,  and  Annot  knitting : 
after  some  talk  in  praise  of  the  good  fare  allowed  them  by 
their  mistress,  they  fall  into  a  merry  passage  of  rallying  and 
joking  each  other,  enlivened  from  time  to  time  with  snatches 
of  song.  Ralph  overhears  them,  and  takes  joy  to  think  of 
the  merry  life  he  shall  lead  with  a  wife  who  keeps  such  ser- 
Tants ;  wants  to  strike  up  an  acquaintance  with  them,  but 
knows  not  what  to  say  ;  at  length,  Annot  having  gone  out, 
he  salutes  the  old  nurse  with  a  KISS,  and  proposes  to  kiss 
Tibet  too,  but  she  puts  him  off  with  sundry  jests,  till  she  is 
called  away  to  her  mistress ;  wnen,  being  left  alone  with 
Madge,  he  reveals  to  her  his  state  of  mind.  While  he  is 
telling  "  a  great  long  tale  in  her  ear,"  Matthew  returns  with 
Uobinet  and  Harpax,  and  they  pretend  to  mistake  Madge 


HISTORY    OF    THE  DKAMA. 

for  Dame  distance  herself;  whereat  Ralph  gets  full  of  wrath, 
but  forgives  them  on  a  suitable  apology,  and  they  have  a  song 
together  on  matrimony.  After  they  have  gone,  Madge  de- 
livers a  letter  which  Ralph  has  left  with  her  for  Dame  CUB- 
tance. 

The  next  day,  Dobinet  conies  with  a  ring  and  token,  which 
Madge  refuses  to  deliver,  she  having  been  scolded  for  taking 
the  letter.  Truepenny,  Tibet,  and  Annot  then  enter,  and  he 
tells  them  he  is  a  messenger  from  their  lady's  intended  hus- 
band, but  takes  care  not  to  mention  that  husband's  name. 
They  are  delighted  at  the  prospect  of  such  a  change  in  the 
family,  and  almost  get  into  a  quarrel  which  shall  carry  the 
ring  and  token  to  their  mistress.  In  the»next  scene,  they 
all  get  sharply  reproved  by  Dame  distance  i'or  taking  rings 
and  tokens  without  knowing  from  whom  they  come  ;  which 
closes  the  second  Act. 

In  Act  iii.,  Matthew  is  sent,  to  see  how  the  land  lies.  Be- 
[ng  brought  before  the  lady,  he  learns  that  her  hand  is  al- 
ready engaged,  that  there  is  no  chance  for  Ralph,  and  that 
she  has  not  even  read  his  letter.  He  returns  to  his  master, 
and  tells  him  she  will  have  nothing  to  do  with  him,  and  how 
she  abuses  him  with  opprobrious  epithets.  Ralph  now  de- 
clares that  he  shall  die  on  the  spot :  Matthew,  to  carry  on 
the  joke,  pretends  to  think  him  really  dying,  and  calls  in  the 
parish  clerk  and  others  to  sing  a  mock  requiem  over  him. 
As  Ralph  soon  revives,  Matthew  counsels  him  to  put  on  a 
bold  face,  and  go  to  the  lady  himself,  and  claim  her  hand, 
after  treating  her  to  a  serenade.  He  agrees  to  this  plan ; 
and  while  they  are  singing  the  lady  enters :  he  declares  his 
passion ;  she  rejects  him  with  scorn,  and  returns  his  letter 
unread :  Matthew  thereupon  reads  it  in  her  hearing,  but 
so  varies  the  pointing  as  to  turn  the  sense  all  up  side  down ; 
and  Ralph  denies  it  to  be  his.  Here  she  leaves  them  ;  and 
Matthew  again  goes  to  refreshing  Ralph  with  extravagant 
praise  of  his  person  ;  wishes  himself  a  woman  for  his  sake ; 
advises  him  to  refrain  from  distance  awhile,  which  will  soon 


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6nng  her  creeping  to  him  on  her  knees :  he  consents,  swear- 
ing revenge,  meanwhile,  against  the  Scrivener,  who  spoilt 
the  meaning  of  his  letter.  The  Scrivener,  being  sent  for, 
reads  the  letter  as  himself  had  pointed  it ;  whereupon  Ralph 
is  forced  to  confess  that  nothing  better  for  his  purpose  could 
nave  been  written. 

In  the  fourth  Act,  Sim  Suresby  comes  from  Goodluck,  to 
salute  the  lady  on  his  master's  return  from  a  voyage :  while 
they  are  talking,  Ralph  arrives  with  Matthew ;  gives  loud 
directions  for  arms  to  be  ready  in  case  he  should  need  them ; 
addresses  the  lady  as  his  wife  and  spouse :  whereupon  Sim, 
thinking  them  to  be  married,  goes  to  inform  his  master  what 
seems  to  have  happened  in  his  absence.  The  Dame,  full  of 
grief  and  anger  at  this  staining  of  her  good  name,  calls  on 
her  man  and  maids  to  drive  out  Ralph  and  Matthew,  who 
quickly  rotreat,  but  threaten  to  return.  She  then  sends  for 
her  friend  Tristram  Trusty,  to  counsel  her ;  and  Matthew 
enters,  to  tell  her  that  he  has  only  joined  with  Ralph  to 
make  fun  of  him,  and  that  Ralph  is  about  to  renew  the  as- 
sault, "  with  a  sheep's  look  full  grim  ; "  and  she  proceeds  to 
"  pitch  a  field  with  her  maids  "  for  his  reception.  This  is 
followed  by  the  return  of  Ralph,  armed  with  kitchen  utensils 
and  a  pop-gun,  attended  by  Matthew,  Dobinet,  and  Harpax, 
and  threatening  to  destroy  all  with  fire  and  sword.  The 
issue  of  the  scrape  is,  that  the  lady  and  her  maids  drive  off 
the  assailants  with  mop  and  broom  ;  Matthew  managing  to 
have  all  his  blows  light  on  Ralph,  though  pretending  to  fight 
on  his  side. 

Act  v.  opens  with  the  arrival  of  Goodluck  and  his  man 
Sim,  both  persuaded  of  the  lady's  infidelity.  She  proceeds 
to  welcome  her  betrothed  with  much  affection,  but  he  draws 
back,  and  calls  for  explanation  :  she  protests  her  innocence, 
and  refers  him  to  Trusty.  So  away  go  he  and  Sim  to  seek 
for  Trusty,  who  presently  gives  them  entire  satisfaction  in 
the  matter ;  so  that  Goodluck  soon  comes  back,  and  receives 
his  lady-love  with  joy.  Matthew  then  comes  from  Ralpb 


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entreating  pardon  for  what  is  past,  and  they  consent  to  take 
him  into  favour :  Matthew  hastens  back  to  Ralph  with  the 
news,  and  assures  him  they  are  heartily  glad  to  be  recon- 
ciled, from  terror  of  his  arms  and  prowess.  Ralph  is  in- 
vited to  the  wedding-supper,  and  then  comes  the  epilogue. 

Considering  the  date  of  this  piece,  it  is  certainly  one  of 
extraordinary  merit :  it  has  considerable  wit  and  humour,  in 
which  there  is  nothing  coarse  or  vulgar ;  the  dialogue 
abounds  in  variety  anU  spirit ;  the  characters  are  well  dis- 
criminated and  life-like.  The  idea  of  Merrygreek  was  evi- 
dently caught  from  the  old  Vice ;  but  his  love  of  sport  and 
mischief  is  without  malignity,  and  the  interest  of  his  part 
turns  on  the  character,  not  on  the  trimmings.  Like  its  pred- 
ecessors generally,  the  play  is  written  in  lines  of  unequal 
length,  and  with  nothing  to  distinguish  them  as  verse  but 
the  rhymes. 

In  this  respect,  we  meet  with  something  of  improvement 
in  another  piece  which  has  lately  come  to  light,  and  which 
appears  from  internal  evidence  to  have  been  written  about 
1560.  It  is  called  Misogonus,  from  the  hero's  name.  The 
scene  is  laid  in  Italy,  but  the  manners  and  allusions  are  Eng- 
lish, while  the  persons  have  Greek  and  Roman  names,  sig- 
nificant of  their  tempers  or  positions.  The  play  opens  with 
a  scene  between  Philogonus  and  Eupelas,  wherein  the  for- 
mer relates  his  marriage,  the  birth  of  a  son,  and  the  death  of 
his  wife  ;  also,  how  the  son's  education  had  been  neglected, 
till  he  had  become  hardened  in  evil  past  recovery.  Eupelas 
tries  to  persuade  him  that  Misogonus  will  in  time  reform  ; 
promises  to  reason  with  the  youth  touching  his  misconduct ; 
but  is  warned  to  take,  care  how  he  engages  in  such  a  hope- 
less task.  While  they  are  talking  Cacurgus  enters,  and  calls 
Ids  master  to  supper.  The  old  men  leave  liim  on  the  stage : 
after  a  song,  in  which  he  laughs  at  them,  he  makes  a  speed) 
to  the  audience,  descanting  on  the  vices  of  his  young  master, 
and  winds  up  by  giving  away  the  points  of  his  dress  among 
the  spectators.  The  hero  then  enters  blustering ;  threaten? 


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to  kill  Cacurgus  ;  soon  gets  into  familiar  chat  with  him  ;  tells 
him  he  is  "  as  full  of  knavery  as  an  egg  is  full  of  meat :  " 
Cacurgus  informs  him  that  he  has  heard  his  father  speaking 
of  him  to  Eupelas  as  "  a  parlous  unthrifty  lad,"  and  that 
Eupelas  is  going  to  take  him  in  hand  ;  whereat  Misogonus 
falls  into  a  storm  of  rage.  Cacurgus  then  engages  to  go 
and  send  Eupelas  out,  while  the  hero  collects  his  servants 
and  makes  ready  to  fall  upon  him.  Misogonus  calls  in  his 
man  Orgalus  ;  they  stand  aside,  and,  when  Eupelas  comes, 
rush  out  upon  him,  but  he  makes  good  his  retreat.  The 
hero  then  goes  to  abusing  Orgalus  for  letting  the  old  man 
escape  :  Oenophilus,  another  servant,  explains  that  he  could 
not  come  in  time  to  help,  because  he  had  been  drinking  with 
a  fellow  who  picked  his  pocket  and  ran  away :  Misogonus 
goes  to  beating  him  ;  Cacurgus  enters,  begs  him  to  desist  in 
the  Queen's  name,  but  gets  a  blow  in  reply.  The  servant 
owns  that  he  had  got  no  more  than  he  deserved ;  declares 
that  his  master  exceeds  "  the  nine  Worthies  ; "  promises  to 
take  him  on  a  hunt  for  "  two-legged  venison,"  and  is  cor- 
dially forgiven. 

After  several  less  important  matters,  we  find  the  hero  dis- 
porting himself  with  Melissa,  a  deer  that  he  has  been  hunt- 
ing. Having  refreshed  herself  with  muscadine,  the  lady 
proposes  "  a  cast  at  the  bones ; "  but,  as  no  dice  are  at  hand. 
Oenophilus  is  sent  for  Sir  John  the  Vicar,  who,  it  is  said, 
"  has  not  a  drop  of  priest's  blood  in  him,"  and  is  sure  to  be 
well  furnished  with  cards  and  dice.  Meanwhile,  Cacurgus 
joins  the  party,  and  is  surprised  so  see  the  hero  with  such 
"  a  fair  maid  Marian,"  who  is  "  as  good  as  brown  Bessy." 
The  servant  soon  returns  with  Sir  John,  whom  he  found  at 
an  ale-house.  The  Vicar  first  stakes  his  gown  on  a  trick  of 
legerdemain  at  cards ;  loses  it ;  but  succeeds  so  well  with 
the  bones,  that  he  is  suspected  of  using  "  some  dice  of  van- 
tage ; "  luck  again  deserts  him  ;  while  he  is  hard  at  play,  the 
parish  clerk  comes  to  fetch  him  to  his  church  :  he  tells  the 
clerk  to  read  the  service  himself,  omitting  certain  parts  of  it ) 


CCbt  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

but,  on  learning  that  Susan  Sweetlips  is  waiting  for  nim.  is 
for  performing  his  own  duty ;  whereupon  Cactirgus  swears 
to  knock  out  his  brains  if  he  stirs.  The  gambling  at  length 
winds  up  with  a  dancing-spree ;  and  while  the  rest  are  at 
this  Cacurgus  steals  out  and  brings  in  Eupelas,  Philogonus, 
and  an  honest  old  servant  of  the  latter  named  Liturgus,  to 
see  the  sport.  Then  comes  an  abusing-match  on  all  sides, 
Liturgus  declaring  "  there's  no  mischief,  but  a  priori  at  one 
end ; "  at  last  the  hero  and  his  set  withdraw,  leaving  the 
others  on  the  stage,  when  Eupelas  and  Liturgus  endeavour 
to  console  the  unhappy  father. 

In  the  third  Act,  Ouster  Codrus,  a  country  tenant  of  Phi- 
logonus, comes  to  town  with  a  pair  of  capons  for  his  land- 
lord, and  complains  of  having  lost  a  sow.  Cacurgus  cheats 
him  out  of  the  capons,  substituting  two  hens  for  them,  but 
brings  him  to  speak  with  Philogonus.  Codrus  finds  the  old 
man  in  great  grief  on  account  of  his  son  ;  informs  him  that 
he  has  another  son  alive,  his  wife  having  borne  twins ;  offers 
to  prove  the  fact  by  his  wife  Alison,  who  was  present  at  the 
birth ;  whereat  the  spirit  of  Philogonus  revives.  Alison, 
being  brought  in,  goes  to  talking  of  her  bead-roll  and  other 
things,  which  show  her  to  be  a  Roman  Catholic ;  so  that 
Codrus  has  to  remind  her  that  their  "  master  is  of  the  new 
learning,"  that  is,  a  Protestant :  Philogonus  hears  from  Ali- 
son that  his  wife  had  borne  twins,  and  by  the  advice  of  cer- 
tain learned  men  had  sent  one  of  them  away  secretly  into 
Apolonia,  to  be  brought  up  by  an  uncle  and  aunt.  Liturgus 
is  forthwith  despatched  in  quest  of  the  older  son.  The  hero 
being  informed  of  these  things,  calls  on  Cacurgus  for  aid  and 
advice,  and  the  latter  proposes  to  steal  the  deeds  of  the  old 
man's  estates. 

Isbel  Busby  and  Madge  Caro,  who  had  also  been  present 
at  the  birth,  next  make  their  appearance.     As  Madge  stam- 
mers and  has  the  tooth-ache,  Cacurgus  takes  them  in  hand 
he  pretends  to  be  a  great  Egyptian,  able  to  cure  all  sorts  of 
maladies ;  makes  a  long  speech  to  them  on  his  own  merits, 


COMEDY    AND    TUAGEDY. 

to  which  they  listen  with  wonder ;  gives  Madge  a  mock  pre- 
scription, containing  a  drachm  of  "  Venus-hair  infidelity  "  and 
"  an  ounce  of  popery  ; "  intrigues  with  them  to  deny  that 
Misogonus  had  an  elder  brother,  and  tries  to  persuade  them 
that  a  fairy  had  changed  the  child  in  the  cradle.  Presently, 
Eugonus,  the  lost  son,  arrives,  and  is  recognised  by  the  threw 
women.  By  the  help  of  a  person  named  Crito,  they  put 
circumstances  together,  and,  on  ripping  open  the  hose  of 
Eugonus,  find  he  has  a  sixth  toe  on  one  of  his  feet ;  which 
is  proof  positive  that  he  is  the  elder  twin  who  was  sent  into 
Apolonia.  Eugonus  is  then  brought  to  his  father,  asks  his 
blessing,  and  gets  it,  with  all  the  old  man's  heart.  Soon 
after,  the  hero  and  his  two  men  enter  with  weapons  ;  a  scene 
of  abuse  and  confusion  follows,  when  the  servants,  being  left 
alone  with  their  master,  find  how  the  case  stands  with  him, 
and  desert  him  ;  which  sets  Misogonus  upon  a  course  of  re- 
pentance and  amendment. 

Next,  we  have  a  queer  scene  betwixt  Cacurgus  and  the 
audience.  It  seems  that  Cacurgus,  who  belonged  to  the 
family  of  Philogonus,  has  been  dismissed  for  his  malprac- 
tices. After  stating  this  fact  to  the  audience,  he  appeals  to 
them  to  "  take  pity  on  a  stray  fool,"  and  asks  if  there  be 
any  crier  among  them  :  no  answer  being  given,  he  then 
makes  a  long  amusing  proclamation  of  his  want  of  service, 
and  his  qualifications  as  a  fooL  Finding  no  one  to  hire  him, 
he  remarks,  "  fools  now  may  go  a-begging,  everybody's  be- 
come so  witty." 

The  fifth  Act  of  the  play  is  wanting ;  but  in  the  last  re- 
maining scene  of  the  fourth  the  hero,  urged  by  Liturgua, 
becomes  heartily  repentant,  and  is  reconciled  to  his  father. 
As  the  action  seems  already  complete,  it  is  not  easy  to  con« 
ceive  what  the  fifth  Act  was  made  of. 

The  great  merits  of  this  piece,  as  an  early  specimen  of 
comedy,  are  somewhat  apparent,  we  hope,  from  our  analysis. 
The  characterisation  is  certainly  diversified  and  sustained 
•with  no  little  skill ;  while  many  of  the  incidents  and  situations 


CClxii  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

are  highly  diverting.  The  events  of  the  play  obviously  ex- 
tend over  a  considerable  space  of  time ;  yet  the  unity  of 
action  is  so  well  maintained  that  the  diversities  of  time  do 
not  press  upon  the  mind.  On  the  whole,  it  is  clear  that 
even  at  that  early  date  the  principles  of  the  Gothic  Drama 
were  vigorously  at  work,  in  preparation  for  that  magnificent 
fruitage  of  art  which  came  to  full  harvest,  ere  she  who  then 
sat  on  the  English  throne  was  taken  to  her  rest  It  may 
be  needful  to  remark,  that  Sir  John  the  Vicar  was  meant  aa 
a  satire  on  the  Roman  Catholic  priesthood.  In  one  place  it 
is  said  of  him,  — 

"  A  Bible,  nay,  soft  you  !  he'll  yet  be  more  wise  ; 
I  tell  you,  he's  none  of  this  new  start-up  rabble.'' 

But  perhaps  the  most  note-worthy  feature  of  the  play  is 
Cacurgus,  who,  as  may  be  gathered  from  the  foregoing  ac- 
count, is  a  specimen  of  the  professional  domestic  fool  that 
succeeded  to  the  old  Vice.  And  he  is  one  of  the  most  re- 
markable instances  of  his  class,  that  have  survived ;  there 
being  no  other  play  of  so  early  a  date,  wherein  the  part  is 
used  with  any  thing  like  equal  skill.  Before  his  master, 
Cacurgus  commonly  affects  the  mere  simpleton,  but  at  other 
times  is  full  of  versatile  shrewdness  and  waggish  mischief. 
He  is  usually  called,  both  by  himself  and  others,  Will  Sum- 
mer ;  as  though  he  were  understood  to  model  his  action  af- 
ter the  celebrated  court  fool  of  Henry  VLLL 

Hitherto  we  have  no  instance  of  regular  tragedy,  which 
in  England  was  of  later  growth  than  comedy ;  though  we 
have  in  several  cases  seen  that  some  beginnings  of  tragedy 
were  made  in  the  older  species  of  drama.  The  story  of 
Romeo  and  Juliet,  as  may  be  seen  from  our  Introduction  to 
that  play,  was  brought  on  the  stage  before  1562 ;  in  what 
specific  form,  we  are  without  the  means  of  deciding  ;  though 
of  course,  from  the  nature  of  the  subject,  it  must  have  been 
tragical  The  Tragedy  of  Gorboduc,  or,  as  it  is  sometimes 
called,  of  Ferrex  and  Porrex,  is  on  several  accounts  deserv 


COMEDY  AND  TRAGEDY. 

mg  of  special  attention.  It  is  regularly  arranged  in  Acts 
and  sccoies,  and  is  the  oldest  extant  specimen  of  English 
tragedy  so  arranged.  As  we  have  already  seen,  it  was  acted 
before  the  Queen  at  Whitehall,  by  the  gentlemen  of  the  In- 
ner Temple,  on  the  18th  of  January,  1562:  it  was  also 
printed  three  times,  in  1565,  1571,  and  1590  ;  which  shows 
that  it  stood  high  in  public  repute.  The  title-page  of  1565 
informs  us  that  three  Acts  were  written  by  Thomas  Norton, 
and  the  last  two  by  Thomas  Sackville.  Norton,  according 
to  Wood,  was  "  a  forward  and  busy  Calvinist,  and  a  noted 
zealot : "  be  that  as  it  may,  he  made  and  published  a  trans- 
lation of  Calvin's  Institutes,  which  went  through  five  editions 
during  his  lifetime.  Sackville  was  afterwards  Earl  of  Dor- 
set: he  succeeded  Burghley  as  Lord  Treasurer  in  1599, 
which  office  he  held  till  his  death,  in  1608 ;  and  was  eulo- 
gized by  divers  pens,  Lord  Bacon's  being  one,  for  his  elo- 
quence, his  learning,  his  charity,  and  integrity. 

We  probably  cannot  do  better  than  to  quote  Warton's 
abstract  of  the  play,  which  is  brief  and  accurate,  as  follows : 
"  Gorboduc,  a  king  of  Britain  about  600  years  before  Christ, 
made  in  his  lifetime  a  division  of  his  kingdom  to  his  sons 
Ferrex  and  Porrex.  The  two  young  Princes  within  five 
years  quarrelled  for  universal  sovereignty.  A  civil  war  en- 
sued, and  Porrex  slew  his  elder  brother  Ferrex.  Their 
mother,  Videna,  who  loved  Ferrex  best,  revenged  his  death 
by  entering  Porrex's  chamber  in  the  night,  and  murdering 
him  in  his  sleep.  The  people,  exasperated  at  the  cruelty 
and  treachery  of  this  murder,  rose  in  rebellion,  and  killed 
both  Videna  and  Gorboduc.  The  nobility  then  assembled, 
collected  an  army,  and  destroyed  the  rebels.  An  intestine 
war  commenced  between  the  chief  lords  :  the  succession  of 
the  crown  became  uncertain  and  arbitrary,  for  want  of  a 
lineal  royal  issue ;  and  the  country,  destitute  of  a  king,  and 
wasted  by  domestic  slaughter,  w>is  reduced  to  a  state  of  the 
most  miserable  desolation." 

Each  Act  of  the  tragedy  is  preceded  by  a  dumb-show, 


CC?X1F  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

significant  of  what  is  forthcoming  ;  and  all,  except  the  last 
are  followed  by  choruses,  in  imitation  of  the  GreeK  Drama, 
moralizing  on  the  events.  The  quality  of  the  clumb-showa 
may  be  judged  from  that  to  the  first  Act :  "  First  the  music 
of  violins  began  to  play,  during  which,  come  upon  the  stage 
six  wild  men  clothed  in  leaves.  Of  whom  the  first  bare 
in  his  neck  a  fagot  of  small  sticks,  which  they  all,  both  sev- 
erally and  together,  assayed  with  all  their  strengths  to  break ; 
but  it  could  not  be  broken  by  them.  At  the  length,  one  of 
them  plucked  out  one  of  the  sticks,  and  brake  it ;  and  the 
rest,  plucking  out  all  the  other  sticks  one  after  another,  did 
easily  break  the  same,  being  severed,  which,  being  conjoined, 
they  had  before  attempted  in  vain.  After  they  had  this 
done,  they  departed  the  stage,  and  the  music  ceased.  Here- 
by was  signified,  that  a  state  knit  in  unity  doth  continue 
strong  against  all  force,  but,  being  divided,  is  easily  de- 
stroyed." 

But  the  most  notable  feature  of  the  piece  is,  that  all  ex- 
cept the  choruses  is  in  blank-verse ;  in  which  respect  it  was 
without  precedent,  a  great  and  noble  innovation  ;  what  was 
then  known  on  the  stage  being  mostly  written  in  alternate 
or  consecutive  rhyme.  And  the  versification  runs  abundant- 
ly smooth  on  the  ear ;  beyond  which,  little  can  be  said  in 
its  favour;  though  that  was  indeed  much  for  the  time. 
With  considerable  force  of  thought  and  language,  the 
speeches  are  excessively  formal,  stately,  and  didactic ;  the 
dialogue  is  but  a  series  of  studied  declamation,  without  any 
gusliings  of  life,  or  any  relish  of  individual  traits :  in  a  word, 
all  is  mere  state  rhetoric  speaking  in  the  same  vein,  now 
from  one  mouth,  now  from  another.  From  the  subject- 
matter,  the  unities  of  time  and  place  are  necessarily  disre- 
garded, while  there  is  no  continuity  of  action  or  character 
to  oft  it  above  the  circumscriptions  of  sense.  The  several 
Acts  and  scenes  stand  apart,  each  by  itself,  and  follow  on" 
another  without  any  principle  of  inherent  succession  :  there 
is  indeed  nothing  like  an  organic  composition  of  the  part* 


COMEDY    AND    TRAGEDY.  OCiXV 

flo  weaving  of  them  together  into  a  vital  whole,  by  the  laws 
of  dramatic  coherence  or  development.  Still  the  piece  is  a 
very  great  advance  on  all  that  is  known  to  have  gone  before 
it.  In  the  single  article  of  blank-verse,  though  having  all 
the  monotony  of  structure  that  the  most  regular  rhyming 
versifier  could  give  it,  it  did  more  for  dramatic  improvement, 
than,  perhaps,  could  have  been  done  by  a  century  of  labour 
without  that  step  being  taken. 

From  this  time  till  we  come  to  Shakespeare's  immediate 
predecessors,  there  is  a  considerable  number  and  variety  of 
dramas,  most  of  which  we  shall  have  to  despatch  rather 
summarily.  Richard  Edwards  was  esteemed  more  highly 
in  his  time  than  we  can  discover  any  good  reason  for ;  which 
was  probably  owing  in  part  to  the  strong  praise  of  Elizabeth, 
whose  taste  or  fancy  he  happened  to  hit  in  the  right  spot. 
Meres,  in  his  Wit's  Commonwealth,  1598,  sets  him  down  as 
one  of  "  the  best  for  comedy  amongst  us."  Damon  and 
Pythias  is  the  only  play  of  his  extant ;'  though,  as  was  seen 
in  the  preceding  Chapter,  we  hear  of  another  piece  by  him, 
called  Palamon  and  Arcite,  which  was  acted  before  the 
Queen  at  Oxford  in  1556,  about  two  months  before  the  au- 
thor's death.  Damon  and  Pythias  is  a  sort  of  tragi-comedy, 
and  is  in  rhyme.  How  little  account  the  writer  made  of 
dramatic  propriety,  may  be  judged  from  the  fact  of  his  tak- 
ing Grim  the  Collier  of  Croydon  to  the  court  of  Dionysius, 
where  he  plays  at  verbal  buffoonery  with  two  lackeys  named 
Jack  and  Will. 

We  have  before  mentioned  The  Supposes,  translated  from 
the  Italian  of  Ariosto  by  George  Gascoigne,  and  acted  al 
Gray's  Inn  in  1566.  It  is  chiefly  remarkable  as  being  the 
oldest  extant  play  in  English  prose.  Jocasta,  also  acted  at 
Gray's  Inn  the  same  year,  demands  notice  as  the  second 
known  play  in  blank-verse.  It  was  avowedly  taken  from  the 
PhtRnisstf.  of  Euripides,  but  can  hardly  be  called  a  transla 
tion,  since,  as  Warton  observes,  it  makes  "  many  omissions, 
n-tronchments,  and  transpositions ; "  though  the  main  sub- 


CClXVi  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

stance  of  the  original  is  retained.  The  second,  third,  and 
fifth  Acts  were  by  Gascoigne ;  the  first  and  fourth  by  Fran- 
cis Kinwelmarsh ;  and,  as  in  Gorboduc,  each  Act  is  preceded 
by  a  dumb-show.  The  versification  presents  notriing  worthy 
of  remark  in  comparison  with  that  of  Norton  and  Sackville : 
it  is  fully  equal  to  theirs,  though  much  less  has  been  said 
about  it.  It  is  the  earliest  known  attempt  to  domesticate 
the  Greek  Drama  on  the  English  stage. 

The  example  of  making  English  dramas  out  of  Italian 
novels  appears  to  have  been  first  set,  unless  we  should  ex- 
cept the  lost  play  of  Romeo  and  Juliet,  in  1568,  when  The 
Tragedy  of  Tancred  and  Gismund  was  performed  before 
Elizabeth  at  the  Inner  Temple.  It  was  the  work  of  five 
persons,  who  were  probably  members  of  that  Inn  ;  each  of 
them  contributing  an  Act,  and  one  of  them  being  Christo- 
pher Hatton,  afterwards  known  as  Elizabeth's  "  dancing 
Chancellor."  Except  in  the  article  of  blank-verse,  the  wri- 
ters seem  to  have  taken  Gorboduc  as  their  model ;  each  Act 
beginning  with  a  dumb-show,  and  ending  viith  a  chorus. 
The  play  was  founded  on  one  of  Boccaccio's  tales,  an  Eng- 
lish version  of  which  had  recently  appeared  in  Paynter's 
Palace  of  Pleasure. 

To  the  same  period  we  are  to  reckon  ten  dramas  trans- 
lated from  the  Latin  of  Seneca,  which  no  doubt  had  some 
influence  in  forming  the  public  taste.  Three  of  these  trans- 
lations, Troas,  Tktjestes,  and  Hercules  Furens,  severally 
published  in  1559,  1560,  and  1561,  were  by  Jasper  Hey- 
wood,  son  of  the  celebrated  John  Heywood.  Four  of  them 
were  by  John  Studley,  Medea  and  Jlgamemnon,  printed  in 
1 566,  and  Hippoh/tus  and  Hercules  OetfKus.  (Edipus,  by 
Alexander  Neville,  came  out  in  1563.  The  other  two  were 
Octavia.,  by  Thomas  Nuce,  entered  at  the  Stationers'  in 
1566 ;  and  Thebais,  by  Thomas  Newton.  The  whole  set 
were  printed  together  in  quarto,  in  1581.  Nine  of  them 
are  in  Alexandrines  of  fourteen  syllables,  and  all  are  in 
rhyme.  Heywood  and  Studley  take  rank  above  mere  trane« 


COMEDY    AND   TRAOKOT.  CClxvii 

ktois,  ir  that  they  did  not  tie  themselves  to  the  originals, 
but  made  changes  and  added  whole  scenes,  as  they  thought 
fit ;  which  is  remarked  by  Warton  as  showing  that  dramatic 
writers  "  now  began  to  think  for  themselves,  and  that  they 
were  not  always  implicitly  enslaved  to  the  prescribed  letter 
of  their  models."  The  pieces  do  not  seem  to  require  further 
notice. 

In  the  years  1568  and  1580,  inclusive,  the  accounts  of  the 
Revels  furnish  the  titles  of  fifty-two  dramas  performed  at 
Court,  none  of  which  have  survived,  save  as  some  of  them 
may  have  served  as  the  basis  of  plays  written  afterwards, 
and  bearing  other  names.  Of  these  fifty-two  pieces,  so  far 
as  we  may  judge  from  the  titles,  a  few  of  which  were  given 
hi  the  preceding  Chapter,  eighteen  appear  to  have  been  on 
classical  subjects  ;  twenty-one,  on  subjects  from  modern  his- 
tory, romance,  and  other  tales  ;  while  seven  may  be  classed 
as  comedies,  and  six  as  Moral-plays.  It  is  also  to  be  noted, 
that  at  this  time  the  Master  of  the  Revels  was  wont  to  call 
different  sets  of  players  before  him,  hear  their  pieces  re- 
hearsed, and  then  choose  such  of  them  as  he  judged  fit  for 
royal  ears ;  which  infers  that  the  Court  rather  followed  than 
led  the  popular  taste,  since  most  of  the  plays  so  used  were 
doubtless  already  known  on  the  public  stage. 

This  may  probably  be  taken  as  a  fair  indication  how  far 
the  older  species  of  drama  still  kept  its  place  on  the  stage. 
Moral-plays  lingered  in  occasional  use  till  long  after  this 
period ;  and  we  even  hear  of  Miracles  performed  now  and 
then  till  after  the  death  of  Elizabeth.  And  this  was  much 
more  the  case,  no  doubt,  in  the  country  towns  and  villages 
than  in  the  metropolis,  as  the  growing  life  of  thought  could 
not  but  beat  lustiest  at  the  heart ;  and  of  course  all  the  rest 
of  the  nation  could  not  bridle  Innovation,  spurred  as  she  was 
by  the  fierce  competition  of  wit  in  London.  Certain  parts, 
however,  of  the  Morals  had  vigour  enough,  it  appears,  to 
propagate  themselves  into  the  drama  of  comedy  and  tragedy 
after  the  main  body  of  them  had  been  withdrawn. 


Cclxviii  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

An  apt  instance  of  this  is  furnished  in  A  Knack  to  Know 
a  Knave,  entered  at  the  Stationers' in  1593,  but  written  sev- 
eral years  before.  It  was  printed  in  1594,  and  the  title-page 
states  that  it  had  been  acted  "  sundry  times  by  Edward  Al- 
leyn  and  his  company,"  and  that  it  contained  "Kempe's 
applauded  merriments  of  the  men  of  Gotham."  Alleyn,  the 
founder  of  Dulwich  College,  was  the  leading  actor  of  the 
Lord  Admiral's  company ;  and  after  the  death  of  Richard 
Tarlton,  in  1588,  William  Kempe,  who  at  a  later  period  was 
of  the  same  company  with  Shakespeare,  bore  the  palm  as 
an  actor  of  comic  parts.  The  play  is  made  up  partly  of 
allegorical  personages,  and  partly  of  historical ;  the  chief  of 
the  latter  being,  King  Edgar,  St.  Dunstan,  Ethenwald,  Osrick, 
and  his  daughter  Alfrida.  From  reports  of  Alfrida's  beauty, 
Edgar  gets  so  enamoured  of  her,  that  he  sends  Ethenwald, 
Earl  of  Cornwall,  to  court  her  for  him.  The  Earl,  being  al- 
ready in  love  with  the  lady,  is  distressed  that  he  cannot  court 
her  for  his  own  bride :  he  arrives,  is  introduced  by  her  father ; 
his  passion  gets  the  better  of  his  commission ;  he  wooes  and 
wins  her  for  himself,  and  has  her  father's  full  consent.  He 
returns  to  Edgar ;  tells  him  she  will  do  very  well  for  an  earl, 
but  not  for  a  king:  Edgar  distrusts  his  report,  and  goes 
to  see  for  himself,  when  Ethenwald  tries  to  pass  off  the 
kitchen-maid  upon  him  as  Alfrida:  the  trick  is  detected ', 
Dunstan  counsels  forgiveness ;  whereupon  the  King  gen- 
erously renounces  his  claim.  There  is  but  one  scene  of 
"Kempe's  applauded  merriments"  in  the  play,  and  this 
consists  merely  of  a  blundering  dispute,  whether  a  mock 
petition  touching  the  consumption  of  ale  shall  be  presented 
to  the  King  by  a  cobbler  or  a  smith. 

As  to  the  allegorical  persons,  it  is  worthy  notice  that  sev- 
eral of  these  have  individual  designations,  as  if  the  author, 
whoever  he  might  be,  had  some  .vague  ideas  of  representa- 
tive character,  —  that  is,  persons  standing  for  classes,  yet 
clothed  with  individuality,  —  but  lacked  the  skill  to  work 
them  out.  Such  is  the  Bailiff  r.r  Hexham,  who  represents 


COMEDY    AND    TRAGEDY. 

the  iniquities  of  local  magistrates.  He  has  four  sons, — 
Walter,  representing  the  frauds  of  farmers ;  Priest,  the  sins 
of  the  clergy ;  Coneycatcher,  the  tricks  of  cheats  ;  and  Pe- 
rin,  the  vices  of  courtiers.  Besides  these,  we  have  Honesty, 
whose  business  it  is  to  expose  crimes  and  vices.  The  Bailiff, 
on  his  death-bed,  calls  his  sous  around  him,  and  makes  a 
speech  to  them  : 

"  Here  have  I  been  a  bailiff  threescore  years, 
And  us'd  exaction  on  the  dwe!lers-by  ; 
For,  if  a  man  were  brought  before  my  face 
For  cozenage,  theft,  or  living  on  his  wit, 
For  counterfeiting  any  hand  or  seal, 
The  matter  heard,  the  witness  brought  to  me, 
I  took  a  bribe  and  set  the  prisoners  free. 
So  by  such  dealings  I  have  got  ,my  wealth." 

The  Devil  makes  his  appearance  several  times,  and,  when 
the  old  Bailiff  dies,  carries  him  oft  At  last,  Honesty  ex- 
poses the  crimes  of  all  classes  to  the  King,  who  has  justice 
done  on  their  representatives.  This  part  of  the  play  seems 
intended  as  a  satire  on  the  vices  of  Court  and  country. 

The  piece  is  in  blank-verse,  and  in  respect  of  versification 
makes  considerable  improvement  on  the  specimens  hitherto 
noticed.  A  short  passage,  which  is  all  we  have  room  for, 
will  show  that  the  writer  was  not  wholly  a  stranger  to  right 
ideas  of  character  and  poetry.  It  is  where  Ethenwald,  on 
being  introduced  by  Lord  Osrick  to  his  innocent  daughter, 
complains  of  a  "  painful  rheum  "  in  his  eyes,  so  that  he  can- 
cot  look  up : 

"  Otrick.     I  am  sorry  that  my  nouse  should  cause  your  grief.-  -« 
Daughter,  if  you  have  any  skill  at  all, 
I  pray  you  use  your  cunning  with  the  earl, 
And  see  if  you  can  ease  him  of  his  pain. 

'  A.frida.  Father,  such  skill  as  I  receiv'd  of  late 
By  reading  many  pretty-penn'd  receipts, 
Both  for  the  ache  of  head  and  pain  of  eye* 
1  will,  if  so  it  please  the  earl  to  accept  it, 
Eudeivour  what  I  may  to  eom'm   him.— 


RClXX  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

My  lord,  I  have  waters  of  approved  worth, 
And  such  as  are  not  common  to  be  found  ; 
Aiiy  of  which,  if  please  your  Honour  use  them, 
I  am  in  hope  will  help  you  to  your  sight  " 


CHAPTER   V. 

SHAKESPEARE'S  IMMEDIATE  PREDECESSORS. 

TOUCHING  the  general  state  of  the  Drama  a  few  years 
before  Shakespeare  took  hold  of  it,  we  have  some  contem- 
porary notices  which  must  now  be  produced.  In  1578, 
George  Whetstone  published  his  History  of  Promos  and 
Cassandra,  a  drama  in  two  parts,  upon  which  the  Poet 
founded  his  Measure  for  Measure,  as  may  be  seen  at  length 
in  our  Introduction  to  that  play.  In  the  Dedication  of  his 
work,  Whetstone  has  the  following  passage,  where  he  evi- 
dently has  in  view  some  particular  plays  which  he  had  seen 
performed : 

"  The  Englishman,  in  this  quality,  is  most  vain,  indiscreet, 
and  out  of  order.  He  first  grounds  his  work  on  impossi 
bilities ;  then  in  three  hours  runs  he  through,  the  world, 
marries,  gets  children,  makes  children  men,  men  to  conquei 
kingdoms,  murder  monsters,  and  bringeth  gods  from  heaven, 
and  fetcheth  devils  from  hell.  And,  that  which  is  worst, 
their  ground  is  not  so  unperfect,  as  their  working  indiscreet ; 
not  weighing,  so  the  people  laugh,  though  they  laugh  them, 
for  then-  follies,  to  scorn :  many  times,  to  make  mirth,  they 
make  a  clown  companion  with  a  king  ;  in  their  grave  coun- 
cils they  allow  the  advice  of  fools  ;  yea,  they  use  one  order 
of  speech  for  all  persons,  —  a  gross  indecorum  ;  for  a  crow 
will  ill  counterfeit  the  nightingale's  sweet  voice :  even  so 
affected  speech  doth  misbecome  a  clown.  For,  to  work  a 


SHAft-ESPEARE  S    PREDECESSORS. 

romedy  kindly,  grave  old  men  should  instruct,  young  mec 
should  show  the  imperfections  of  youth,  strumpet.s  should 
be  lascivious,  boys  unhappy,  and  clowns  should  speak  dis- 
orderly ;  intermingling  all  these  actions  in  such  sort  as  the 
grave  mattei  may  instruct,  and  the  pleasant  delight ;  for 
without  this  change  the  attention  would  be  small,  and  the 
liking  less." 

Some  further  points  of  information  are  supplied  by  Ste- 
phen Gosson,  whose  School  of  Abuse,  which  was  a  general 
invective  against  the  stage,  came  out  in  1579.  Only  two 
years  before.  Gosson  himself  had  written  two  plays,  one 
called  The  Comedy  of  Captain  Mario,  the  other  a  Moral- 
play  entitled  Praise  at  Parting.  He  also  avows  himself  the 
author  of  an  historical  play  called  Catiline's  Conspiracies,  of 
which  he  speaks  as  follows :  "  The  whole  mark  I  shot  at  in 
that  work  was,  to  show  the  reward  of  traitors  in  Catiline, 
and  the  necessary  government  of  learned  men  in  the  person 
of  Cicero,  which  foresees  every  danger  that  is  likely  to  hap- 
pen, and  forestalls  it  continually  ere  it  take  effect."  And 
he  mentions  several  other  dramas ;  one  called  The  Black- 
smith's Daughter,  setting  forth  "  the  treachery  of  Turks, 
the  honourable  bounty  of  a  noble  mind,  and  the  shining  of 
virtue  in  distress ; "  also,  one  called  The  Jew  and  Ptolemy, 
having  for  its  subject  "  the  greediness  of  worldly  choosers, 
and  the  bloody  mind  of  usurers."  Besides  these,  he  speaks 
of  "  two  prose  books  played  at  the  Bell  Savage,"  describing 
"  how  seditious  estates  with  their  own  devices,  false  friends 
with  their  own  swords,  and  rebellious  commons  with  their 
>wn  snares,  are  overthrown."  From  all  these  he  admits 
that  good  moral  lessons  might  be  draAvn,  and  so  marks  them 
out  for  exception  from  his  attack.  From  his  specifying  two 
of  them  as  "prose  books."  it  is  to  be  presumed  that  all  the 
others  were  in  verse. 

The  School  of  Abuse  was  taken  in  hand  by  Thomas 
Lodge,  and  in  1581  Gosson  made  a  rejoinder  in  his  Plays 
Confuted  in  Five  Actions,  where  we  have  the  following 


HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

"  Sometimes  you  shall  see  notliing  but  the  adventures  of  SSL 
amorous  knight,  passing  from  country  to  country  for  the  love 
of  his  lady,  encountering  many  a  terrible  monster  made  of 
brown  paper ;  and  at  his  return  is  so  wonderfully  changed, 
that  he  cannot  be  known  but  by  some  posy  in  his  tablet,  or 
by  a  broken  ring,  or  a  handkerchief,  or  a  piece  of  a  cockle- 
shelL"  Again,  he  refers  to  the  mode  of  treating  historical 
subjects,  thus :  "  If  a  true  history  be  taken  in  hand,  it  is 
made  like  our  shadows,  longest  at  the  rising  and  falling  of 
the  sun,  shortest  of  all  at  high  noon.  For  the  poets  drive 
it  most  commonly  unto  such  points  as  may  best  show  the 
majesty  of  their  pen  in  tragical  speeches,  or  set  the  hearers 
agog  with  discourses  of  love,  or  paint  a  few  antics  to  fit  their 
own  humours  with  scoffs  and  taunts,  or  bring  in  a  show  to 
furnish  the  stage  when  it  is  bare :  when  the  matter  of  itself 
comes  short  of  this,  they  follow  the  practice  of  the  cobbler 
and  set  their  teeth  to  the  leather  to  pull  it  out." 

In  another  part  of  the  same  tract,  he  gives  the  following 
account  of  the  sources  whence  dramatic  writers  commonly 
derived  then-  plots  and  stories :  "  I  may  boldly  say  it,  be- 
cause I  have  seen  it,  that  The  Palace  of  Pleasure,  The  Gold- 
en Ass.  the  Ethiopian  History,  Amadis  of  France,  and  The 
Round  Table,  bawdy  comedies  in  Latin,  French,  Italian,  and 
Spanish,  have  been  thoroughly  ransacked,  to  furnish  the 
play-houses  in  London."  This  shows  very  clearly  what  di- 
rection the  public  taste  was  then  taking ;  that  the  matter 
and  method  of  the  old  dramas,  and  all  "  such  musty  foj>- 
peries  of  antiquity,"  would  no  longer  go ;  and  that  there  was 
an  eager  and  pressing  demand,  not  knowing  exactly  what  to 
seek,  nor  how  to  come  by  it,  for  something  wherein  mt-n 
might  find,  or  at  least  fancy,  themselves  touched  by  the  re:;! 
vital  currents  of  nature.  And,  as  prescription  was  thus  set 
aside,  and  art  still  ungrown,  the  materials  of  history  and 
romance,  foreign  tales  and  plays,  any  thing  that  could  fur- 
nish incidents  and  a  plot,  were  blindly  and  ignorantly  pressed 
into  the  service. 


SHAKESPEARE'S  PREDECESSORS,     cclxxin 

In  the  case  of  Gosson,  some  allowance  may  be  due  for 
ne  exaggerations  of  puritanical  invective.  But  no  such 
Drawback  can  attach  to  the  statements  of  Sir  Plu'lip  Sidney, 
whose  Apology  for  Poetry,  though  not  printed  till  1595, 
must  have  been  written  before  1586,  in  which  year  the  au- 
thor died.  On  the  subject  of  dramatic  poetry,  he  has  the 
following : 

"  Our  tragedies  and  comedies  are  not  without  cause  cried 
out  against,  observing  neither  rules  of  honest  civility  nor 
skilful  poetry,  excepting  Gorboduc,  (again  I  say,  of  those 
that  I  have  seen,)  which  notwithstanding  it  is  full  of  stately 
speeches  and  well-sounding  phrases,  climbing  to  the  height 
of  Seneca's  style,  and  as  full  of  notable  morality,  which  it 
doth  most  delightfully  teach,  and  so  obtain  the  very  end  of 
poesy ;  yet,  in  truth,  it  is  very  defectious  in  the  circum- 
stances ;  which  grieves  me,  because  it  might  not  remain  as 
an  exact  model  of  all  tragedies:  for  it  is  faulty  both  in 
place  and  time,  the  two  necessary  companions  of  all  corpo- 
ral actions.  .  .  . 

"  But,  if  it  be  so  in  Gorboduc,  how  much  more  in  all  the 
rest,  where  you  shall  have  Asia  of  the  one  side,  and  Afric  of 
the  other,  and  so  many  other  under  kingdoms,  that  the  player, 
when  he  comes  in,  must  ever  begin  with  telling  where  he  is, 
or  else  the  tale  will  not  be  conceived.  Now  you  shall  have 
three  ladies  walk  to  gather  flowers,  and  then  we  must  be- 
lieve the  stage  to  be  a  garden  :  by  and  by  we  hear  news  of 
shipwreck  in  the  same  place ;  then  we  are  to  blame  if  we 
accept  it  not  for  a  rock.  Upon  the  back  of  that,  comes  out 
a  hideous  monster  with  fire  and  smoke,  and  then  the  mis- 
erable beholders  are  bound  to  take  it  for  a  cave ;  while  in 
the  mean  time  two  armies  fly  in,  represented  with  four  swords 
and  bucklers,  and  then  what  hard  heart  will  not  receive  it 
for  a  pitched  field  ?  Now,  of  time  they  are  much  more  lib- 
eral :  for  ordinary  it  is,  that  two  young  princes  fall  in  love , 
after  many  traverses  she  is  got  with  child,  delivered  of  a  fail 
boy ;  he  is  lost,  groweth  a  man,  falleth  in  love,  and  is  ready 


CClXXlV  HISTORY    OF    THE    DHAMA. 

to  get  another  child,  and  all  this  in  two  hours'  space  :  which 
how  absurd  it  is  in  sense,  even  sense  may  imaging  and  art 
hath  taught,  and  all  examples  justified.  .  .  . 

"  But,  besides  these  gross  absurdities,  how  all  their  plays 
be  neither  right  tragedies  nor  right  comedies,  mingling  kings 
and  clowns,  not  because  the  matter  so  carrieth  it,  but  thrust 
in  the  clown  by  head  and  sLrulders  to  play  a  part  in  majes- 
tical  matters  with  neither  decency  nor  discretion  ;  so  as 
neither  admiration  and  commiseration  nor  right  spoitfulnesb 
is  by  their  mongrel  tragi-comedy  obtained." 

From  all  these  extracts  it  is  evident  enough  that  very  lit- 
tle if  any  heed  was  then  paid  to  the  rules  of  dramatic  pro- 
priety and  decorum.  It  was  not  merely  that  the  unities  of 
time  and  place  were  set  at  nought,  but  that  events  and  per- 
sons were  thrown  together  without  any  order  or  law,  bun- 
dled up  as  it  were  at  random  ;  unconnected  with  each  other 
save  to  the  senses,  while  at  the  same  time  according  to  sense 
they  stood  far  asunder.  It  is  also  manifest  that  the  princi- 
ples of  the  Gothic  Drama  in  respect  of  general  structure 
and  composition,  in  disregard  of  the  minor  unities,  and  in 
the  free  blending  and  interchange  of  the  comic  and  tragic 
elements  where  "  the  matter  so  carrieth  it,"  were  thorough- 
ly established ;  though  as  yet  those  principles  were  not 
moulded  up  with  sufficient  art  to  shield  them  from  the  just 
censure  and  ridicule  of  sober  judgment  and  good  taste. 
Here  was  a  great  triumph  to  be  achieved  ;  greater,  perhaps, 
than  any  art  then  known  was  sufficient  for.  Without  thi* , 
any  thing  like  an  original  or  national  Drama  was  impossible  : 
all  was  bound  to  be  mere  mechanical  repetition  of  what, 
elsewhere  and  in  its  day,  had  been  a  living  thing.  Sir  Philip 
saw  the  chaos  about  him  ;  but  he  did  not  see,  and  none 
could  foresee,  the  creation  that  was  to  issue  from  it.  He 
would  have  spoken  very  differently,  no  doubt,  had  he  lived 
to  see  the  intrinsic  relations  of  character  and  passion,  the 
vital  sequence  of  mental  and  moral  development,  set  forth 
•'n  such  clearness  and  strength,  the  whole  fabric  resting  ou 


SHAKESPEARE'S  PREDECESSORS.      cclxxv 

such  solid  grounds  of  philosophy,  and  charged  with  such 
cunning  efficacies  of  poetry,  that  breaches  of  local  or  tem- 
poral succession  either  pass  without  notice,  or  are  noticed  only 
for  the  gain  of  truth  and  nature  that  is  made  through  them. 
For  the  laws  of  sense  hold  only  as  the  thoughts  are  ab- 
sorbed in  what  is  sensuous  and  definite  ;  and  the  very  point 
was,  to  lift  the  mind  above  this  by  working  on  its  imagina- 
tive forces,  and  penetrating  it  with  the  light  of  relations  more 
Inward  and  essential. 

At  all  events,  it  was  by  going  ahead,  and  not  by  backing 
out,  that  modern  thought  was  to  find  its  proper  dramatic 
expression.  The  foundation  of  principles  was  settled,  and 
stood  ready  to  be  built  upon  whenever  the  right  workman 
should  come.  Moreover,  public  taste  was  eager  for  some- 
thing warm  with  life,  so  much  so  indeed  as  to  keep  running 
hither  and  thither  after  the  shabbiest  semblances  of  it,  though 
still  unable  to  set  up  its  rest  with  them.  The  national  mind, 
in  discarding,  or  rather  outgrowing  the  old  species  of  drama, 
had  worked  itself  into  contact  with  nature,  and  found  its  way 
to  the  right  sort  of  materials.  But  to  reproduce  nature  in 
mental  forms,  requires  great  power  of  art,  much  greater, 
perhaps,  than  minds  educated  amidst  works  of  art  can  well 
conceive.  This  art  was  the  thing  still  wanting. 

Which  brings  us  to  the  subject  of  Shakespeare's  imme- 
diate predecessors.  For  here,  again,  the  process  was  a  grad- 
ual one,  and  various  hands  were  required  to  its  completion. 
Neither  may  we  affirm  that  nothing  had  yet  been  done  to- 
wards organising  the  collected  materials ;  far  from  it :  but 
the  methods  and  faculties  of  art  were  scattered  here  and 
there ;  different  parts  of  the  thing  had  been  hit  upon  sev- 
erally, and  worked  out  one  by  one ;  so  that  it  yet  remained 
to  draw  them  all  up  and  carry  them  on  together.  It  is  dif- 
ficult, perhaps  impossible,  to  determine  exactly  by  whom  the 
first  steps  were  taken  in  this  operation.  But  all  of  much 
jonsequence,  that  was  effected  before  we  come  to  Shake- 
speare, may  be  found  in  connection  with  the  three  names 
of  George  Peele,  Robert  Greene,  and  Christopher  Marlowe. 


HISTORY    OF    THE    DRA'MA. 

The  time  and  place  of  Peele's  birth  have  not  been  fully 
ascertained.  But  it  appears  from  the  matriculation-books 
of  the  University  that  he  was  a  member  of  Pembroke  Col- 
lege, Oxford,  in  1564 ;  so  that  his  birth  could  not  well  have 
been  later  than  1552  or  1553.  He  took  his  first  degree  in 
1577,  and  became  Master  of  Arts  in  1579.  Anthony  Wood 
tells  us  that  "  he  was  esteemed  a  most  noted  poet  in  the 
University."  Soon  after  taking  his  master's  degree,  he  is 
supposed  to  have  gone  to  London  as  a  literary  adventurer. 
Dissipation  and  debauchery  were  especially  rife  at  that  time 
among  the  authors  by  profession,  who  hung  in  large  num- 
bers upon  the  metropolis,  and  haunted  its  taverns  and  ordi- 
naries ;  and  it  is  but  too  certain,  that  Peele  plunged  deeply 
ipto  the  vices  of  his  class.  That  he  tried  himself  more  or 
less  on  the  stage,  is  probable,  though  Mr.  Dyce  is  very  con- 
fident that  he  was  never  engaged  as  a  regular  actor.  The 
date  of  his  death  is  unknown,  but  Meres,  in  his  Palladia 
Tamia,  1598,  tells  us  that  "  as  Anacreon  died  by  the  pot, 
so  George  Peele  by  the  pox." 

Peele's  Arraignment  of  Paris  was  printed  in  1584,  the 
title-page  informing  us  that  it  had  been  "  presented  before 
the  Queen's  Majesty  by  the  children  of  her  ChapeL"  That 
it  was  his  first  dramatic  piece  we  learn  from  Thomas  Nash, 
who,  in  an  epistle  prefixed  to  Greene's  Menaphon,  1587, 
after  referring  to  Peele  adds  the  following :  "  I  dare  com- 
mend him  unto  all  that  know  him,  as  the  chief  supporter  of 
pleasance  now  living,  the  Atlas  of  poetry,  and  primus  vcr- 
borum  arlifex ;  whose  first  increase,  the  Arraignment  of 
Paiis,  might  plead  in  your  opinions  his  pregnant  dexterity 
of  wit  and  manifold  variety  of  invention,  wherein,  mejudice, 
he  goeth  a  step  beyond  all  that  write."  The  piece  is  indeed 
vastly  superior  to  any  thing  that  preceded  it.  It  is  avowedly 
a  pastoral  drama,  and  sets  forth  a  whole  troop  of  gods  and 
goddesses  :  there  is  nothing  in  it  that  can  properly  be  called 
delineation  of  character ;  but  it  displays  large  powers  of 
poetry;  it  abounds  in  n-Jtural  and  well-proportioned  senti 


GEORGE    PEELE.  CclxXVli 

ment ;  thoughts  and  images  seem  to  rise  up  fresh  from  the 
writer's  own  observation,  and  not  merely  gathered  at  second- 
hand :  a  considerable  portion  of  it  is  in  blank-verse,  but  the 
author  uses  various  measures,  in  all  of  which  his  versifica- 
tion is  graceful  and  flowing.  A  single  short  specimen  wilJ 
show  something  of  this :  it  is  a  speech  made  by  Flora  to 
the  country  gods : 

"  Not  Iris,  in  her  pride  and  bravery, 
Adorns  her  arch  with  such  variety ; 
Nor  doth  the  milk-white  way,  in  frosty  night, 
Appear  so  fair  and  beautiful  in  sight, 
As  do  these  fields  and  groves  ai  d  sweetest  bowers, 
Bestrew'd  and  deck'd  with  parti  colour'd  flowers. 
Along  the  bubbling  brooks,  and  silver,  glide, 
That  at  the  bottom  do  in  silence  slide : 
The  watery  flowers  and  lil'cs  on  the  banks, 
Like  blazing  comets,  burgeon  all  in  ranks: 
Under  the  hawthorn  and  the  poplar  tree, 
Where  sacred  Phoebe  may  delight  to  be, 
The  primrose,  and  the  purple  hyacinth, 
The  dainty  violet,  and  the  wholesome  minth, 
The  double  daisy,  and  the  cowslip,  queen 
Of  summer  flowers,  do  overpeer  the  green  ; 
And  round  about  the  valley  as  ye  pass, 
Ye  may  ne  see  for  peeping  flowers  the  grass; 
That  well  the  mighty  Juno,  and  the  rest, 
May  boldly  think  to  be  a  welcome  guest 
On  Ida  hills,  when,  to  approve  the  thing, 
The  queen  of  flowers  prepares  a  second  spring." 

The  plot  of  the  piece  is  simply  this :  Juno,  Pallas,  and 
Venus  get  at  strife  who  shall  have  the  apple  of  discord  which 
Ate  has  thrown  amongst  them,  with  a  direction  that  it  be 
given  to  the  fairest.  As  each  thinks  herself  the  fairest,  they 
agree  to  refer  the  question  to  Paris,  the  Trojan  shepherd ; 
and  he,  after  mature  deliberation,  awards  the  golden  ball  to 
Venus.  An  appeal  is  taken  from  his  judgment :  he  is  ap 
raigned  before  Jupiter  in  a  synod  of  the  gods  for  having 
•endered  a  partial  and  unjust  sentence ;  but  he  defends  him- 
self so  well  that  their  godships  are  at  loss  what  to  do.  At 
laal,  by  Apollo's  advice,  the  matter  is  referred  to  Diana,  who 


HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

as  she  wanta  no  lovers,  cares  little  for  her  own 
Diana  sets  aside  all  their  claims,  and  awards  the  apple  to 
Queen  Elizabeth  ;  which  verdict  gives  perfect  satisfaction  al] 
round.  A  part  of  Diana's  speech  must  suffice  to  show  the 
author's  hand  at  blank-verse : 

"  There  wons  within  these  pleasant  shady  woods, 
Where  neither' storm  nor  sun's  distemperature 
Have  power  to  hurt  by  cruel  heat  or  cold  ; 
Under  the  climate  of  the  milder  heaven. 
Where  seldom  lights  Jove's  angry  thunderbolt, 
For  favour  of  that  sovereign  earthly  peer ; 
Where  whistling  winds  make  music  'mong  the  trees, 
Far  from  disturbance  of  our  country  gods ; 
Amidst  the  cypress  springs  a  gracious  nymph, 
That  honours  Dian  for  her  chastity, 
And  likes  the  labours  well  of  Phoebe's  groves  i 
The  place  Elizium  hight,  and  of  the  place 
Her  name  that  governs  there  Eliza  is ; 
A  kingdom  that  may  well  compare  with  mine. 
An  ancient  seat  of  kings,  a  second  Troy, 
Ycompass'd  round  with  a  commodious  sea. 
She  giveth  laws  of  justice  and  of  peace  ; 
And  on  her  head,  as  fits  her  fortune  best, 
She  wears  a  wreath  of  laurel,  gold,  and  palm; 
Her  robes  of  purple  and  of  scarlet  dye ; 
Her  veil  of  white,  as  best  befits  a  maid : 
Her  ancestors  live  in  the  house  of  fame : 
She  giveth  arms  of  happy  victory, 
And  flowers  to  deck  her  lions,  crown'd  with  gold." 

Another  drama  commonly  ascribed  to  Peele  was  printed 
La  1594,  a  part  of  the  title-page  reading  thus :  "  The  Battle 
of  Alcazar,  fought  in  Barbary,  between  Sebastian  king  of 
Portugal  and  Abdilmelec  king  of  Morocco ;  with  the  death 
of  Captain  Stukeley :  As  it  was  sundry  times  played  by  the 
Lord  High  Admiral's  servants."  The  piece  was  written, 
however,  as  early  as  1589  ;  for  in  that  year  Peele  published 
a  farewell  to  "  Sir  John  Norris  and  Sir  Francis  Drake, 
knights,  and  all  their  brave  and  resolute  followers,"  at  their 
Betting  out  on  the  disastrous  expedition  against  Portugal  ,• 
and  among  other  things  he  clearly  alludes  to  the  play : 


GEORGE  PEELE. 

"  Bid  theatres  and  proud  tragedians, 
Bid  Mahomet  and  mighty  Tamburlnine, 
King  Charlemagne,  Tom  Stukeley,  and  the  rest, 
Adieu.     To  arms,  to  arms,  to  glorious  arms  ! " 

Or  the  other  hand,  the  play  alludes  to  the  wreck  of  the 
Spanish  Armada,  in  1588,  which  ascertains  the  writing  to 
have  been  after  that  event  It  is  a  strange  performance,  and 
nearly  as  worthless  as  strange ;  being  full  of  tearing  rant  and 
fustian ;  while  the  action,  if  such  it  may  be  called,  goes  it 
with  prodigious  licence,  jumping  to  and  fro  between  Portu- 
gal and  Africa  without  remorse.  The  evidence  is  strong  for 
ascribing  it  to  Peele,  still  we  have  some  difficulty  in  believ- 
ing it  to  be  his  :  certainly  it  is  not  written  in  his  native  vein, 
nor,  as  to  that  matter,  in  any  body's  else  ;  for  it  betrays  at 
every  step  an  ambitious  imitation  of  Marlowe,  wherein,  as 
usually  happens,  the  faults  of  the  model  are  exaggerated, 
and  its  excellences  not  reached.  Feele  could  not  have  been 
cast  into  such  an  ecstasy  of  rant  and  disorder  but  from  a 
wild  attempt  to  rival  the  author  of  Tamburlaine,  which  is 
several  times  referred  to  in  the  piece. 

Stukeley  is  the  right  hero  of  the  play.  He  was  a  crazy 
adventurer,  who  perished  at  the  battle  of  Alcazar  in  1578. 
Fuller  calls  him  a  "  babble  of  emptiness  and  meteor  of  os- 
tentation." At  the  time  of  the  play  the  story  was  doubtless 
well  remembered,  and  was  probably  chosen,  because  likely 
to  be  popular,  and  because  it  gave  an  opportunity  to  abuse 
the  Romanists,  to  compliment  the  Queen,  and  to  fill  the 
stage  with  noisy  incidents  and  persons.  The  play  is  all  in 
blank-verse,  with  occasional  couplets  interspersed.  The  fol- 
lowing, besides  being  one  of  the  best  passages  in  itself,  is 
probably  the  most  characteristic  of  the  person :  it  is  from 
>ne  of  the  hero's  speeches : 

"  There  shall  no  action  pass  my  hand  or  sword, 
That  cannot  make  a  step  to  gain  a  crown; 
No  word  shall  pass  the  office  of  my  tongue, 
That  sounds  not  of  affection  to  a  crown  ; 
No  thought  h?  ve  being  in  my  lordlv  breast, 


CClXXX  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

Thai  works  not  every  way  to  win  a  crown  : 

Deeds,  words,  and  thoughts  shall  all  he  as  a  kings; 

My  chiefest  company  shall  be  with  kings. 

And  my  deserts  shall  counterpoise  a  king's  ; 

Why  should  I  not,  then,  look  to  be  a  king? 

King  of  a  molehill  had  I  rather  be, 

Than  the  richest  subject  of  a  monarchy  : 

Huff  it,  brave  mind  !   and  never  cease  t'aspire, 

Before  thou  reign  sole  king  of  thy  desire." 

The  Famous  Chronicle  of  King  Edward  the  First  caroe 
from  the  press  in  1593.  This  was  probably  written  later 
than  the  preceding,  and  is  much  superior  to  it  every  way, 
though  less  Peele-like  than  The  Arraignment  of  Paris.  Still 
its  chief  claim  to  notice  is  as  an  early  attempt  in  the  His- 
torical Drama  which  Shakespeare  brought  to  such  perfec- 
tion. The  character  of  Edward  is  portrayed  with  consid- 
erable spirit  and  truth  to  history,  and  is  perhaps  Peele's  best 
effort  in  that  line.  On  the  other  hand,  Queen  Elinor  of 
Castile  is  shockingly  disfigured,  and  this,  not  only  in  con- 
tempt of  history,  which  might  be  borne  with  If  it  really  en- 
riched the  scene,  but  to  the  total  disorganising  of  the  part 
itself :  the  purpose  of  which  disfigurement  was,  no  doubt,  to 
gratify  the  bitter  national  antipathy  to  the  Spaniards.  Peele 
seems  to  have  been  incapable  of  the  proper  grace  and  delec- 
tation of  comedy  :  nevertheless,  the  part  of  Prince  Lluellen, 
of  Wales,  and  his  adherents,  who  figure  pretty  largely,  and 
sometimes  in  the  disguise  of  Robin  Hood  and  his  merry 
men,  shows  something  of  comic  talent,  and  adds  not  a  little 
to  the  entertainment  of  the  performance.  The  other  comic 
portions  have  nothing  to  recommend  them.  The  serious 
parts  are  all  in  blank-verse  ;  the  others  mostly  in  prose. 

Sir  Clyomon  and  Sir  Clamydes  is  included  among  Peele'g 
works  by  Mr.  Dyce,  though,  we  confess,  on  what  seems  to 
us  rathei  slender  evidence.  The  oldest  known  copies  of  it 
are  dated  1599,  but  Mr.  Collier  thinks  it  was  written  before 
1590.  It  goes  on  seven-feet  rhyming  Alexandrines,  and 
consists  mainly  of  the  loves  and  adventures  of  knights-er- 
rant, the  story  being  taken,  no  doubt,  from  the  fields  of  old 


GEORGE  PEELE. 

romance.  Therewithal,  it  has  some  features  proper  to  9 
Moral-play,  one  of  the  persons  being  named  Subtle-shift, 
who  answers  to  the  old  Vice :  besides,  there  are  personifi 
rations  of  Rumour,  who  carries  news  to  the  different  parties, 
and  of  God's  Providence,  who  rescues  one  of  the  heroinei 
from  death.  We  have,  also,  a  cowardly  enchanter,  Bryar 
Sansfoy,  who  keeps  a  horrible  dragon  in  the  Forest  of  Mar- 
vels ;  the  head  of  which  dragon  has  to  be  cut  off  by  one  of 
the  knights  for  a  present  to  his  lady-love.  Sir  Clamydes 
having  slain  the  beast,  Sansfoy  forthwith  casts  him  into  a 
sleep,  steals  his  armour,  hastens  to  the  Court  of  Denmark, 
and  palms  himself  off  upon  Juliana  as  her  true  knight. 
The  hero  clips  it  after  him,  but  on  arriving  is  not  recognized 
by  his  mistress,  till  a  tournament  is  appointed,  when  Sans- 
foy, rather  than  fight,  confesses  his  fraud.  The  best  part  of 
the  piece  relates  to  Neronis,  a  princess  who  follows  Sir  Cly- 
onion,  and  endures  sundry  hardships,  in  the  disguise  of  a 
page.  Alexander  the  Great  is  one  of  the  characters.  The 
play  does  not  deserve  further  notice  :  we  can  scarce  believe 
that  Peele  wrote  it. 

The  Old  Wives'  Tale,  printed  in  1595,  is  little  worth  men- 
tion save  as  having  probably  contributed  somewhat  to  one 
of  the  noblest  and  sweetest  poems  ever  written.  Two 
brothers  are  represented  as  wandering  in  quest  of  their  sis- 
ter, whom  an  enchanter  named  Sacrapant  has  imprisoned  ; 
they  call  her  name,  and  Echo  replies.  Seeing  what  they 
are  at,  Sacrapant  gives  her  a  potion  that  suspends  her  rea- 
son, and  induces  self-oblivion.  His  magical  powers  depend 
on  a  wreath  which  encircles  his  head,  and  on  a  light  en- 
closed in  glass  which  he  keeps  hidden  under  the  turf.  The 
brothers  afterwards  meet  with  an  old  man,  also  skilled  in 
magic,  who  enables  them  to  recover  their  sister.  A  Spirit 
in  the  likeness  of  a  beautiful  young  page  comes  to  Sacra- 
pant,  tears  off  his  wreath,  and  kills  him.  Still  the  sister 
remains  enchanted,  and  cannot  be  released  till  the  glass  is 
broken  and  the  light  extinguished,  which  can  only  be  done 


HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

by  a  Lady  who  is  neither  maid,  wife,  nor  widow.  The  Spirit 
blows  a  magical  horn,  and  the  Lady  appears,  breaks  the 
glass,  and  puts  out  the  light.  A  curtain  being  then  with- 
drawn discovers  the  sister  asleep :  she  is  disenchanted  by 
being  spoken  to  thrice ;  joins  her  brothers,  and  returns 
home  with  them  ;  and  the  Spirit  vanishes  into  the  earth. 

The  resemblances  to  Milton's  Comus  need  not  be  specified. 
The  difference  of  the  two  pieces  in  all  points  of  execution 
is  literally  immense.  Mr.  Dyce  has  the  following  just  re 
marks  on  the  subject :  "  Milton,  it  is  well  known,  read  with 
attention  the  writings  of  his  predecessors,  and  not  unire- 
quently  adopted  their  conceptions,  which,  after  passing 
through  his  mighty  mind,  came  forth  purified  from  all  dross, 
and  glowing  with  new  beauties.  That,  for  the  composition 
of  his  enchanting  Masque,  a  portion  of  The  Old  Wives' 
Tale  was  submitted  to  this  intellectual  process,  there  is,  1 
think,  great  reason  to  believe :  Sacrapant,  Delia,  her  Broth- 
ers, and  Jack,  when  divested  of  their  meanness  and  vulgarity, 
and  arrayed  in  all  the  poetic  loveliness  that  the  highest 
genius  could  pour  around  them,  assumed  the  forms  of  Co- 
mus, the  Lady,  her  Brothers,  and  the  Attendant  Spirit," 

The  Love  of  King  David  and  Fair  Bethsabe  is  generally 
regarded  as  Peele's  masterpiece.  Here,  again,  we  breathe 
the  genuine  air  of  nature  and  simplicity.  The  piece  is  all 
in  blank-verse,  which,  though  wanting  in  variety  of  move- 
ment, is  replete  with  melody.  There  is,  perhaps,  a  some- 
•what  too  literal  adherence  to  the  Scripture  narrative,  and 
veiy  little  art  used  in  the  ordering  and  disposing  of  the  ma- 
terials, for  Peele  was  neither  strong  nor  happy  in  the  gift 
of  invention ;  but  the  characters  generally  are  seized  in 
their  most  peculiar  traits,  and  presented  with  a  good  degree 
of  vigour  and  discrimination ;  while  at  the  same  time  the 
more  prominent  features  are  not  worked  into  disproportion 
with  the  other  parts.  Nathan's  artful  reproof  of  David  is  a 
favourable  specimen  of  the  author's  style.  The  Prophet  u 
made  to  speak  as  follows  • 


GEORGE    PEELE. 

"Thus  Nathnn  saith  unto  his  lord  the  King1: 
There  were  two  men,  both  dwellers  in  one  town  $ 
The  one  was  mighty,  and  exceeding  rich 
In  oxen,  sheep,  and  cattle  of  the  field  ; 
The  other  poor,  having  nor  ox,  nor  calf, 
Nor  other  cattle,  save  one  little  lamb. 
Which  be  had  bought  and  nourish' d  by  the  hand  ; 
And  it  grew  up,  and  fed  with  him  and  his, 
And  ate  and  drank,  as  he  and  his  were  wont, 
And  in  his  bosom  slept,  and  was  to  live 
As  was  his  daughter  or  his  dearest  child. 
There  came  a  stranger  to  this  wealthy  man  ; 
And  he  refus'd  and  spar'd  to  lake  his  own, 
Or  of  his  store  to  dress  or  make  him  meat, 
But  took  the  poor  man's  sheep,"  &.c. 

Oil  the  whole,  Campbell's  elegant  criticism  of  the  piece, 
(hough  perhaps  slightly  overcharged,  may  fitly  go  in  com- 
pany with  the  subject :  "  We  may  justly  cherish  the  memory 
of  Peele  as  the  oldest  genuine  dramatic  poet  in  our  lan- 
guage. His  David  and  Bethsabe  is  the  earliest  fountain  of 
pathos  and  harmony  that  can  be  traced  in  our  dramatic 
poetry.  His  fancy  is  rich,  and  his  feeling  tender ;  and  liis 
conceptions  of  dramatic  character  have  no  inconsiderable 
mixture  of  solid  veracity  and  ideal  beauty.  There  is  no  such 
sweetness  of  versification  and  imagery  to  be  found  in  our 
blank-verse  anterior  to  Shakespeare." 

Still  it  is  not  to  be  denied  that  Peele's  contributions  to- 
wards the  Drama  were  mainly  in  the  single  article  of  po- 
etry :  in  the  development  of  character,  and  in  the  high  art 
of  dramatic  composition  and  organisation,  he  added  but 
very  little :  his  genius  was  far  unedual  to  this  great  task, 
and  his  judgment  still  more  so.  And  his  literary  efforts 
were  doubtless  rendered  fitful  and  unsteady  by  his  habits  of 
profligacy  ;  which  may  explain  why  it  was  that  he  who  could 
do  so  well,  sometimes  did  so  meanly.  Often,  no  doubt, 
when  reduced  to  extreme  shifts  he  patched  up  his  matter 
loosely  and  trundled  it  off  in  haste,  to  replenish  his  wasted 
means  and  start  him  on  a  fresh  course  of  riot  and  debauch- 
ery Mr.  Dyce  is  strongly  of  the  opinion  that  not  more 


HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

than  half  of  his  dramatic  wnrks  "has  survived  the  ravages 
of  time."  We  hear  of  a  play  by  him,  entitled  the  Turkish 
Mahomet  and  Hiren  the  Fair  Greek,  hut  nothing  more  is 
known  of  it.  Some  fragments,  also,  of  a  pastoral  drama, 
called  The  Hunting  of  Cupid,  are  preserved  among  the  man- 
uscript selections  of  Drummond  of  Hawthornden.  It  was 
licenced  for  the  press  in  1591,  but  no  copy  has  come  to  light. 

Robert  Greene,  though  inferior  to  Peele  as  a  whole,  sur- 
passed him  in  fertility  and  aptness  of  invention,  in  quickness 
and  luxuriance  of  fancy,  and  in  the  right  seizing  and  placing 
of  character,  especially  for  comic  effect.  In  his  day  he  was 
vastly  notorious  both  as  a  writer  and  a  man :  tiiis  cheap 
counterfeit  of  fame  he  achieved  with  remarkable  ease,  and 
seems  not  to  have  coveted  any  thing  better.  He  was  born 
at  Norwich,  in  what  year,  is  not  known  ;  took  his  first  de- 
gree at  St.  John's  College,  Cambridge,  in  1578,  proceeded 
Master  of  Arts  at  Clare-hall  in  1583,  and  was  incorporated 
at  Oxford  in  1588 ;  after  which  he  was  rather  fond  of  styl- 
ing himself  "  Master  of  Arts  in  both  Universities."  It  is 
highly  probable  that  he  was  for  some  time  in  holy  orders ; 
for  a  person  of  his  name  held  the  vicarage  of  Tollesbury  in 
1584  ;  and  in  that  year  he  published  a  moral  discourse  en- 
titled The  Mirror  of  Modesty,  on  the  story  of  Susanna  and 
the  Elders.  He  also  translated  a  funeral  sermon  by  Pope 
Gregory  XHL,  and  published  it  in  1585  ;  by  which  time  his 
nnfitness  for  the  Ministry  of  the  Church  had  probably  be- 
come so  apparent  as  to  cause  his  ejection  from  office ;  for  in 
the  title-page  of  his  Planetomachia,  also  printed  that  year, 
he  calls  himself  "  Student  in  Physic."  Soon  after  this  time, 
if  not  before,  he  betook  himself  to  London,  where  he  speed- 
ily sank  into  the  worst  typp  of  a  literary  adventurer.  Hence- 
forth his  life  seems  to  have  been  one  continual  spasm,  plun- 
ging hither  and  thither  in  transports  of  wild  debauchery  and 
as  wild  repentance. 

Between  the  taking  of  his  first  and  second  degrees,  in 


ROBKRT    fiKEENE.  CCl.XXXV 

1578  ar.d  1583,  Greene  travelled  into  Spain,  Ftaly,  and  otner 
parts  of  the  Continent,  where,  according  to  liis  own  state- 
ment, he  "saw  and  practised  such  villainy  as  is  abominable 
to  declare."  This  is  quoted  from  a  tract  entitled  "  The  Re- 
pentance of  Robert  Greene,  wherein  by  himself  is  laid  opt  n 
his  loose  life."  He  continues  his  self-anatomy  as  follows  : 
"  After  I  had  by  degrees  proceeded  Master  of  Arts,  1  k  ft 
the  University,  and  away  to  London,  where  I  became  an 
author  of  plays  and  a  penner  of  love-pamphlets,  so  that  1 
soon  grew  famous  in  that  quality,  that  who  for  that  trade 
grown  so  ordinary  about  London  as  Robin  Greene  ?  Young 
yet  in  years,  though  old  in  wickedness,  I  began  to  resolve 
that  there  was  nothing  bad  that  was  profitable  :  whereupon 
I  grew  so  rooted  in  all  mischief,  that  I  had  as  great  delight 
in  wickedness  as  sundry  hath  in  godliness  ;  and  as  much  fe- 
licity I  took  in  villainy  as  others  had  in  honesty."  From 
this,  and  much  more  in  the  like  strain,  it  would  seem  that  in 
his  repentant  moods  the  wretched  man  took  a  morbid  pleas- 
ure in  hanging  over  and  displaying  his  moral  blotches  and 
sores.  He  died  in  1592,  eaten  up  with  diseases  purchased 
by  sin.  The  immediate  cause  of  his  death  is  thus  stated  by 
Meres  in  his  Palladis  Tamia,  1598 :  "  Robert  Greene  died 
of  a  surfeit  taken  at  pickled  herring  and  Rhenish  wine,  as 
witnesseth  Thomas  Nash,  who  was  at  the  fatal  banquet." 
Mr.  Dyce,  in  his  memoir  of  Greene,  speaKs  of  the  event 
with  real  pathos:  "There  have  been,"  says  he,  "too  many 
of  the  Muses'  sons  whose  vices  have  conducted  them  to 
shame  and  sorrow ;  but  none,  perhaps,  who  have  sunk  to 
deeper  degradation  and  misery  than  the  subject  of  this 
memoir." 

Much,  if  not  most,  of  Greene's  notoriety  during  his  life- 
time grew  from  his  prose  writings,  which,  in  the  form  of 
tracts,  were  rapidly  thrown  off  one  after  another,  and  were 
well  adapted  both  in  matter  and  style  to  catch  a  loud  but 
transient  popularity.  One  of  them  had  the  high  honour  of 
being  laid  under  contribution  by  Shakespeare  for  The  Win- 


CclxXXvi  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

ter's  Tale,  and  some  account  of  it  may  be  seen  in  our  Intro- 
duction to  that  charming  play.  In  these  pieces,  generally, 
the  most  striking  features  are  a  constant  affecting  of  the 
euphuistic  style  which  John  Lyly  had  rendered  popular,  and 
a  certain  redundancy  or  incontinence  of  words  and  metaphors 
and  classical  allusions,  the  issue  of  a  full  and  ready  memory 
unrestrained  in  its  discharges  by  taste  or  judgment :  the 
writer  gallops  on  from  page  to  page  with  unflagging  vol- 
ubility, himself  evidently  captivated  with  the  rolling  sound 
of  his  own  sentences.  Still  his  descriptions  are  often  charged 
with  a  warmth  and  height  of  colouring  that  could  not  fail  to 
take  prodigiously  in  an  age  when  severity  or  delicacy  of  taste 
was  none  of  the  commonest.  And  sometimes,  when  he  is 
thoroughly  in  earnest,  as  in  the  address  printed  along  with 
his  Groatsworth  of  Wit,  and  quoted  in  our  third  Chapter  of 
the  Poet's  Life,  his  style  fairly  degenerates  into  eloquence, 
or  something  bordering  upon  it.  Several  of  his  prose  pieces 
are  liberally  interspersed  with  passages  of  poetry,  in  many 
of  which  his  fluent  and  teeming  fancy  is  seen  to  great  ad- 
vantage. He  uses  in  these  a  variety  of  measures,  and  most 
of  them  with  an  easy  and  natural  skill,  while  his  cast  of 
imagery  and  course  of  thought  show  him  by  no  means  a 
stranger  to  the  true  springs  of  poetic  sweetness  and  grace, 
though  he  never  rises  to  any  thing  like  grandeur  or  pathos. 
At  what  time  Greene  began  to  write  for  the  stage,  is  not 
certainly  known.  Up  to  the  time  of  his  going  to  London, 
we  have  met  with  but  three  dramas  composed,  wholly  or 
partly,  in  blank-verse.  These  are  Gorboduc,  Jocasta,  and 
The  Arraignment  of  Paris,  neither  of  which  was  written  ex- 
pressly for  the  public  stage,  but  only  for  use  in  private  or 
at  Court ;  though,  as  all  three  of  them  were  in  print,  they 
may  have  been  used  more  or  less  by  some  of  the  theatrical 
companies.  The  point  now  is,  when  blank-verse  first  came 
to  be  used  in  plays  designed  for  public  representation  ? 
Gosson,  in  his  Plays  Confuted,  1581,  tells  us  that  "poets 
Bend  their  verses  to  the  stage  upon  such  feet  as  continually 


ROBERT  GREENE. 

are  rolled  up  in  rhyme."  It  is  nearly  certain  that  Greene's 
earliest  plays  were  in  rhyme,  though  none  such  of  his  writ- 
ing have  survived,  and  that  they  did  not  succeed.  For  in 
1587  was  published  his  Menaphon,  prefixed  to  which  were 
the  following  lines  by  Thomas  Brabine  in  praise  of  the  au- 
thor: 

"  Come  forth,  you  wii«  that  vaunt  the  pomp  of  speech, 
And  strive  to  thunder  from  a  stageman's  throat ! 
View  Menaphon,  a  note  beyond  your  reach, 
Whose  sight  will  make  your  drumming  descant  dote. 
Players,  avaunt!  you  know  not  to  delight :  — 
Welcome,  sweet  shepherd,  worth  a  scholar's  sight/' 

The  words  drumming  descant,  as  will  more  fully  appear 
hereafter,  were  most  likely  meant  as  a  fling  at  blank-verse, 
which  had  lately  been  tried  with  great  success  on  the  public 
stage,  but  which  the  writer  and  his  friends  regarded  as  a 
naughty  innovation. 

In  the  same  work  of  Greene's  we  have  an  edifying  epistle 
by  Thomas  Nash,  addressed  "to  the  Gentlemen  Students 
of  both  Universities."  Nash  was  an  intimate  friend  of 
Greene's,  so  far  as  two  such  rascals  could  be  friends :  he  was 
entered  at  St.  John's  College,  Cambridge,  in  1585,  but  had 
to  leave  in  1587  without  his  degree ;  whereupon  he  joined 
his  old  companion  in  London,  who  had  already  become  fa- 
mous for  his  pamphleteering  fertility.  In  the  forementioned 
epistle  we  have  the  following :  "  Give  me  the  man  whose 
extemporal  vein  in  any  humour  will  excel  our  greatest  art- 
masters'  deliberate  thoughts  ;  whose  inventions,  quicker  than 
his  eye,  will  challenge  the  proudest  rhetorician  to  the  con- 
tention of  the  like  perfection  with  the  like  expedition." 
From  which  it  is  plain  enough  that  Nash  sided  rather  hotly 
with  Greene  in  the  question  at  issue,  and  affected  to  sneer 
at  some  who  had  got  the  start  of  him  in  the  drama,  that  if 
he  could  not  keep  up  with  them  on  the  stage,  it  was  because 
lie  was  too  bright  and  quick  for  the  place ;  and  that  they 
were  stupid  cocks  to  be  crowing  over  him  in  that,  since  he 
altogether  overcrowed  them  in  something  far  better.  As 


HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

Nash's  developments  of  genius  had  probably  been  such  as 
to  convince  his  teachers  that  the  University  could  add  noth- 
ing to  him,  it  was  but  natural  that  he  should  think  himself 
too  smart  to  need  their  foolish  degrees ;  and  in  his  art-mas- 
ters we  may  detect  a  fleer  of  envy  at  those  who  had  been 
BO  slow-witted  as  to  require  the  usual  academic  passports. 

Be  this  as  it  may,  the  same  epistle  has  another  passage 
which  leaves  no  doubt  that  there  was  a  fiery  feud,  and  that 
the  marked  success  of  somebody's  blank-verse  was  the  par- 
ticular fuel  of  it.  "  I  am  not  ignorant,"  says  Nash,  "  how 
eloquent  our  gowned  age  has  grown  of  late,  so  that  every 
mechanical  mate  abhorreth  the  English  he  was  bom  to,  and 
plucks,  with  \  solemn  periphrasis,  his  ut  vales  from  the  iitk- 
horn :  which  I  impute  not  so  much  to  the  perfection  of  arts, 
as  to  the  servile  imitation  of  vainglorious  tragedians,  who 
contend  not  so  seriously  to  excel  in  action,  as  to  embowel 
the  clouds  in  a  speech  of  comparison  ;  thinking  themselves 
more  than  initiated  in  poets'  immortality,  if  they  but  once 
get  Boreas  by  the  beard,  and  the  heavenly  Bull  by  the  dew- 
lap. But  herein  I  cannot  so  fully  bequeath  them  to  folly,  as 
their  idiot  art-masters  that  intrude  themselves  to  our  ears  as 
the  alchymists  of  eloquence,  who,  mounted  on  the  stage  of 
arrogance,  think  to  outbrave  better  pens  with  the  swelling 
bombast  of  bragging  blank-verse.  Indeed,  it  may  be,  the 
engrafted  overflow  of  some  kill-cow  conceit,  that  ovtacloyeth 
their  imagination  with  a  more-tban-drunken  resolution,  be- 
ing not  extemporal  in  the  invention  of  any  other  means  ta 
vent  their  manhood,  commits  the  digestion  of  their  choleric 
incumbrances  to  the  spacious  volubility  of  a  drumming  de 
casyllabon.  Amongst  this  kind  of  men  that  repose  eternity 
in  the  mouth  of  a  player,  I  can  but  engross  some  deep-  read 
school-men  or  grammarians,  who,  having  no  more  leaining 
in  their  skull  than  will  serve  to  take  up  a  commodity,  nor 
art  in  their  brain  than  was  nourished  in  a  serving-man's  idle- 
ness, will  take  upon  them  to  be  the  ironical  censors  of  all, 
when  God  and  poetry  doth  know  they  are  the  simplest  of  all 


ROBERT    GRKENE.  CClxXXlX 

The  plain  English  of  this  muddy  splenetic  eruption  prob- 
ably is,  that  Greene  had  written  some  dramas  in  rhyme, 
which  were  not  well  liked  by  the  players ;  therefore  the 
players  were  to  be  sneered  at  by  disappointed  rivalry  as 
"  vainglorious  tragedians,"  who  bethumped  the  stage  with 
tempestuous  verbiage  :  that  some  dramas  from  another  hand, 
in  blank-verse,  had  met  with  great  success  ;  therefore  they 
were  to  be  stigmatized  as  "  swelling  bombast "  stilted  on 
"  a  drumming  decasyllabon,"  or  rhymeless  ten-syllable  verse, 
that  had  no  strength  but  what  came  from  the  lungs  of  those 
who  mouthed  it  to  the  public :  and  that  the  author  of  these 
dramas,  though  a  Master  of  Arts,  showed  no  more  of  learn- 
ing or  art  in  his  writing,  than  might  be  picked  up  in  the  odd 
hours  of  a  common  hand-workman. 

Further  light  is  thrown  on  the  subject  by  an  address  "  to 
the  Gentlemen  Readers"  prefixed  to  Greene's  Perimedes 
the  Blacksmith,  which  came  out  in  1588  ;  where  the  writer, 
after  referring  to  the  usual  motto  of  his  tracts,  omne  tulit 
punctum  qui  miscuit  utile  duld,  adds  the  following :  "  Late- 
ly two  gentlemen  poets  had  it  (the  motto)  in  derision,  foi 
that  /  could  not  make  my  verses  jet  upon  the  stage  in  tragi- 
cal buskins,  every  word  filling  the  mouth  like  the  fa-burden 
of  Bow-Bell,  daring  God  out  of  heaven  with  that  atheist 
Tamburlaine,  or  blaspheming  with  the  mad  priest  of  the 
sun.  But  let  me  rather  openly  pocket  up  the  ass  at  Dioge- 
nes' hand,  than  wantonly  set  out  such  impious  instances  of 
intolerable  poetry,  such  mad  and  scoffing  poets,  that  have 
prophetical  spirits,  as  bred  of  Merlin's  race.  If  there  be  any 
hi  England  that  set  the  end  of  scholarism  in  an  English 
blank-vtrse,  I  think  either  it  is  the  humour  of  a  novice,  that 
1  ickles  them  with  self-love,  or  too  much  frequenting  the  hot- 
house hath  sweat  out  all  the  greatest  part  of  their  wits." 

It  would  seem  from  this  that  Greene  and  Nash,  in  return 
for  their  attack  on  blank-verse,  had  been  twitted  of  not  be- 
ing able  to  write  it.  The  "  atheist  Tamburlaine  "  of  course 
refers  to  Marlowe's  tragedy  with  that  title.  "  The  mad 


CCXC  HISTORY    OF    THE.    DRAMA. 

priest  of  the  sun  "  was  probably  a  leading  character  in  some 
drama  that  has  not  survived :  Mr.  Collier  conjectures  it  to 
have  been  by  Marlowe  also.  Be  that  as  it  may,  it  is  pretty 
certain  that  Greene  secretly  admired  Marlowe's  dramatic 
blank-verse,  while  he  publicly  flouted  it ;  for  his  earlies* 
dramas  that  are  known  to  us  were  evidently  written  in  im- 
itation of  it 

The  History  of  Orlando  Furioso,  though  not  printed  till 
1594,  was  acted  by  Lord  Strange's  men  as  early  as  1591, 
and  was  probably  not  then  a  new  play.  The  plot  of  the 
piece  was  partly  founded  on  Ariosto's  romance,  partly  in- 
vented by  Greene  himself.  The  action,  if  such  it  may  be 
called,  is  conducted  with  the  wildest  licence,  and  shows  no 
sense  or  idea  of  dramatic  truth,  but  only  a  prodigious  tug- 
ging and  straining  after  stage  effect ;  the  writer  merely  try- 
ing, apparently,  how  many  men  of  different  nations,  Euro- 
Dean,  African,  and  Asiatic,  he  could  huddle  in  together,  and 
ftow  much  love,  rivalry,  and  fighting  he  could  put  them 
Jhrough  in  the  compass  of  five  Acts.  As  for  the  fury  of 
Orlando,  it  is  as  far  from  the  method  of  madness,  as  from 
the  logic  of  reason ;  being  indeed  none  other  than  the  inco- 
herent jargon  of  one  endeavouring  to  talk  and  act  stark 
nonsense.  An  analysis  of  the  plot  would  not  pay  for  the 
space  given  to  it. 

The  Comical  History  of  Alphonsus,  King  of  Arragon,  be- 
longs, by  internal  marks,  to  about  the  same  time  as  the 
preceding,  though  it  was  not  printed,  that  we  know  of,  tiD 
1597.  An  outline  of  the  story  is  soon  told.  The  piece 
begins  with  a  scene  betwixt  Carinus,  King  of  Arragon,  and 
his  son  Alphonsus,  in  exile  ;  they  having  been  driven  from 
their  rightful  possessions  by  the  usurper  Flaminius.  Beli- 
nus,  King  of  Naples,  being  engaged  in  defending  his  territory 
against  Flaminius,  the  Prince  enters  his  army  as  a  common 
soldier,  under  a  pledge  that  he  shall  have  whatsoever  his 
sword  conquers.  In  his  first  battle,  he  kills  the  usurper 
and  thereupon  claims  and  receives  the  kingdom  of  Arragor 


ROBERT    GREENE.  CCXCI 

us  his  conquest  He  then  demands  the  submission  of  Be- 
linus  as  his  vassal :  this  being  refused,  Belinus  and  his  ally, 
the  Duke  of  Milan,  are  forthwith  warred  upon,  subdued,  and 
their  possessions  given  to  two  of  the  victor  followers.  Be- 
linus  having  fled  to  Amurack,  the  Sultan  of  Turkey,  Alphon- 
sus  bestows  his  kingdom  of  Arragon  upon  another  of  hia 
followers,  and  knocks  up  a  war  against  Amurack,  deter- 
mined to  seat  himself  on  the  throne  of  the  Turkish  eirpire. 
He  succeeds  in  this,  and  finally  marries  Iphigena,  the  Sul- 
tan's daughter,  though  not  till  he  has  first  had  a  personal 
fight  with  her  for  refusing  his  hand.  Even  Amurack,  the 
citadel  of  his  heart  being  stormed  by  a  long  tornado  of 
6erce  verbiage,  at  length  yields  the  throne  to  his  Christian 
son-in-law. 

From  first  to  last,  the  play  is  crammed  brimful  of  tumult 
and  battle ;  the  scene  changing  to  and  fro  between  Italy  and 
Turkey  with  most  admirable  lawlessness ;  Christians  of  di- 
vers nations,  Turks,  and  a  band  of  Amazonian  warriors,  be- 
striding the  stage  with  their  monstrous  din.  Each  Act  if 
opened  by  Mrs.  Venus  in  the  quality  of  Chorus.  Medea, 
also,  is  employed,  to  work  enchantments :  Fausta,  the  Sul- 
taness,  makes  her  raise  Homer's  Galenas,  who  comes  forth 
clad  "  in  a  white  surplice  and  a  cardinal's  mitre,"  and  fore 
tells  the  issue  of  the  contest  between  Alphonsus  and  Amu- 
rack. 

Both  these  pieces  are  mainly  in  blank-verse,  with  a  fr«- 
quent  interspersing  of  couplets.  In  the  latter,  allusion  is 
made  to  "the  mighty  Tamburlaine,"  thus  indicating  the 
height  which  Greene  was  striving  to  reach,  if  not  surpass. 
Fn  fact,  both  have  plenty  of  Marlowe's  thunder,  but  none  of 
his  lightning.  Even  the  blank-verse  reads  like  that  of  one 
who  was  accustomed  to  rhyme,  so  that  he  could  not  extri- 
cate his  current  of  expression  out  of  its  wonted  rut.  And 
the  versification  runs,  throughout,  in  a  stilted  monotony,  the 
style  being  bloated  big  with  gas,  and  made  turgid  and  thick 
with  high-sounding  epithets  ;  while,  at  all  times,  we  have  a 


CCXC11  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

perfect  flux  of  classical  allusion  and  learned  impertinence. 
As  for  truth,  nature,  character,  poetiy,  we  look  for  them  in 
vain ;  though  there  is  much,  in  the  stage  noise  and  parade, 
that  might  keep  the  multitude  from  perceiving  the  want  of 
them. 

The  Scottish  History  of  James  the  Fourth  is  much  supe- 
rior to  both  the  preceding  in  almost  every  respect.  It  was 
printed  in  1598,  and  probably  written  some  time  after  the 
two  already  reviewed,  as  the  author  seems  to  have  got  con- 
vinced that  imitation  of  Marlowe  was  not  his  line,  and  that 
he  could  do  best  by  working  in  his  own  native  vein  :  accord- 
ingly, considerable  portions  of  it  are  in  prose  and  rhyme ; 
while  the  style  throughout  appears  disciplined  into  a  toler- 
able degree  of  sobriety  and  simplicity.  Though  purporting 
to  be  a  history,  and  though  framed  upon  an  historical  plan, 
it  has,  however,  scarce  any  thing  of  historical  matter  except 
in  some  of  the  names. 

The  piece  opens  with  a  comic  scene  betwixt  Oberon,  King 
of  Fairies,  and  Bohan,  an  old  Scottish  lord,  who,  disgusted 
with  the  vices  of  court,  city,  and  country,  has  withdrawn 
from  the  world  with  his  two  sons,  Slipper  and  Nano,  turned 
Stoic,  lives  in  a  tomb,  and  talks  broad  Scotch.  King  Obe- 
ron has  nothing  in  common  with  the  fairy  king  of  A  Mid- 
summer-Night's Dream,  except  the  name.  He  comes  at 
first  with  an  Antic  and  dances  about  Bohan's  dwelling-place, 
for  the  old  man's  entertainment,  promises  the  smiles  of  For- 
tune to  his  two  sons,  and  between  the  several  Acts  makes 
i.ome  fantastical  shows  with  his  fairy  subjects,  which,  however, 
x-lish  as  little  of  the  genuine  Fairy  Land  as  of  common 
'reality.  The  main  body  of  the  drama  is  a  play  which  Do- 
hac.  causes  to  be  acted  before  his  fairy  entertainers.  Bohan 
intioduces  it  with  the  following :  "  Now,  King,  if  thou  be  a 
king,  I  will  show  thee  why  I  hate  the  world  by  demonstra- 
tion. In  the  year  1520,  was  in  Scotland  a  king,  overruled 
with  parasites,  misled  by  lust,  and  many  circumstances  too 
long  to  trattle  on  now,  much  like  our  court  of  Scotland  tliis 


ROBERT    GREENE.  CCXCltl 

day.  Iliat  story  have  I  set  down.  Gang  with  me  to  the 
pallery,  and  I'll  show  thee  the  same  in  action,  by  guid  fel- 
lows of  our  countrymen ;  and  then,  when  thou  seest  that, 
judge  if  any  wise  man  would  not  leave  the  world,  if  he 
could." 

The  main  piot  of  the  drama  is  as  follows :  King  James 
marries  Dorothea,  the  daughter  of  Arius,  king  of  England. 
Before  the  wedding  is  fairly  over,  he  falls  in  love  with  Ida, 
the  Countess  of  Arran's  daughter,  makes  suit  to  her,  and  is 
rejected  with  pious  horror.  He  then  sets  himself  to  work 
to  get  rid  of  his  Queen,  turns  aAvay  from  his  old  counsellors, 
Douglas,  Morton,  Ross,  and  the  Bishop  of  St.  Andrews,  and 
gives  up  his  ear  to  an  unscrupulous  parasite  named  Ateukin. 
Under  the  secret  patronage  of  Oberon,  Bohan's  two  sons, 
Nano  the  dwarf  and  Slipper  the  loggerhead,  soon  get  em- 
ployment and  promotion  with  Ateukin ;  and,  while  in  his 
service,  they,  together  with  Andrew,  another  servant  of  his, 
carry  on  some  comic  proceedings,  that  are  not  destitute  of 
merit.  Through  the  parasite's  influence  and  machination, 
King  James  forms  a  scheme  for  assassinating  his  Queen : 
but  Sir  Bartram  detects  a  cheat  which  Ateukin  is  practising 
on  him,  and  engages  Slipper  to  steal  from  his  master's  pock- 
et the  instrument  of  fraud  ;  along  with  this,  Slipper  brings 
to  him  the  King's  wan-ant  for  murdering  the  Queen ;  she  is 
quickly  informed  of  the  plot,  disguises  herself  in  male  at- 
tire, and  escapes,  with  Nano  hi  her  company.  The  parasite's 
agent  overtakes  her,  finds  out  who  she  is,  fights  with  her, 
and  leaves  her  for  dead.  During  the  fight,  Nano  runs  for 
help,  and  soon  returns  with  Sir  Cuthbert  Anderson,  who 
takes  her  to  his  house,  and  puts  her  under  the  nursing  care 
of  his  wife,  where  her  wounds  are  healed,  and  her  health 
restored ;  both  Sir  Cuthbert  and  Lady  Anderson  all  the 
wliile  supposing  her  to  be  a  man. 

Meanwhile,  Ida  gives  herself  in  marriage  to  Lord  Eus- 
tace, with  whom  she  has  suddenly  fallen  in  love  upon  hit 
asking  her  hand.  The  scene  of  their  first  interview  has  some 


CCXC1V  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA 

very  clever  poetry :  Eustace  finds  her  with  a  piece  of  em 
broidered  needle-work  in  her  hand,  upon  which  he  has  the 
following : 

"  Meihinks,  in  this  I  see  true  love  in  act  i 
The  woodbines  with  their  leaves  do  sweetly  spread, 
The  roses,  blushing,  prank  them  in  their  red  ; 
No  flower  but  boasts  the  beauties  of  the  spring; 
This  bird  hath  life  indeed,  if  it  could  sing. 
What  means,  fair  mistress,  had  you  in  this  work?" 

The  King,  being  thus  balked  of  his  guilty  purpose,  and  de- 
serted by  his  estates,  begins  to  be  devoured  by  compunctions 
on  account  of  the  Queen,  whom  he  believes  to  be  dead. 
The  King  of  England,  also,  gets  intelligence  how  his  daugh- 
ter has  been  treated,  and  thereupon  makes  war  on  her  hus- 
band. When  they  are  on  the  eve  of  a  decisive  battle, 
Dorothea  makes  her  appearance  in  the  camp,  to  the  aston- 
ishment of  all  parties :  she  pleads  tenderly  for  her  repentant 
husband ;  at  her  tears  and  entreaties,  the  strife  is  composed, 
and  a  general  reconciliation  takes  place ;  Ateukin  and  his 
abettors  being  delivered  over  to  their  deserts. 

On  the  whole,  the  play  has  considerable  discrimination 
of  character,  though,  to  be  sure,  the  characters  are  drawn 
from  the  surface  inwards,  not  from  the  heart  outwards.  The 
parts  of  Ida  and  the  Queen  are  by  no  means  without  delicacy 
and  pathos,  showing  that  the  author  was  not  far  from  some 
right  ideas  what  genuine  womanhood  is.  Ateukin's  part, 
too,  is  very  well  conceived  and  sustained,  though  the  qualities 
of  a  parasite  are  made  rather  too  naked  and  bald,  as  would 
naturally  result  from  the  writer's  desire  of  effect  being  too 
strong  for  his  love  of  nature  and  truth.  The  comic  portions, 
also,  are  much  beyond  any  thing  we  have  hitherto  met  with 
in  that  line,  since  Ralph  Roister  Doister  and  Misogonus. 
The  versification,  though  of  course  wanting  in  variety,  is 
tolerably  free  from  smoke  and  flam,  and  the  style,  in  many 
parts,  may  be  pronounced  rather  tight  and  sinewy. 

The  next  piece  of  Greene's  that  we  are  to  notice  is  Thf 


ROBERT    GREENE.  CCXCV 

Honourable  History  of  Friar  Bacon  and  Friar  Bungay,  first 
printed  in  1594,  but,  acted  as  early  as  1591.  The  hero  is 
Edward,  Prince  of  Wales,  afterwards  King  Edward  I. ;  the 
heroine,  Margaret,  a  keeper's  daughter,  distinguished  as  "  the 
fair  maid  of  Fressingfield."  The  Prince  is  out  in  disguise 
on  a  merry  hunting  excursion,  with  Lacy  and  Warren,  Earls 
of  Lincoln  and  Sussex,  Ermsby,  a  gentleman,  and  Hal]  h 
Simnel,  the  King's  Fool :  he  meets  with  Margaret,  ~vho  hag 
no  suspicion  who  he  is,  and  his  fancy  is  at  once  smitten  with 
her,  so  that  he  grows  moping  and  malcontent.  From  thia 
state  of  mind  results  the  following  bit  of  dialogue,  which  ifl 
a  very  favourable  specimen  of  Greene's  knack  at  poetry : 

'  Edward.  Tell  me,  Ned  Lacy,  didst  thon  mark  the  maid 
How  lively  in  her  country  weeds  she  look'd  ? 
A  bonnier  wench  all  Suffolk  cannot  yield  :  — 
All  Suffolk !  nay,  all  England  holds  none  such. 
I  tell  thee,  Lacy,  that  her  sparkling1  eyes 
Do  lighten  forth  sweet  love's  alluring  fire; 
And  in  her  tresses  she  doth  fold  the  looks 
Of  such  as  gaze  upon  her  golden  hair : 
Her  bashful  white,  mix'd  with  the  morning's  red, 
Luna  doth  boast  upon  her  lovely  cheeks ; 
Her  front  is  beauty's  table,  where  she  paints 
The  glories  of  her  gorgeous  excellence  ; 
Her  teeth  are  shelves  of  precious  margarites, 
Richly  enclos'd  with  ruddy  coral  cliffs. 
Tush,  Lacy  !  she  is  beauty's  overmatch, 
If  tbou  survey's!  her  curious  imagery. 

Lacy.  I  grant,  my  lord,  the  damsel  is  as  fair 

As  simple  Suffolk's  homely  towns  can  yield; 
But  in  the  court  be  quainter  dames  than  she, 
Whose  faces  are  enrich'd  with  honour's  tint, 
Whose  beauties  stand  upon  the  stage  of  fame, 
And  vaunt  their  trophies  in  the  courts  of  love. 

Edttard.  Ah,  Ned !  but  hadst  thou  watch'd  her  as  myself, 
And  seen  the  secret  beauties  of  the  maid, 
Their  courtly  coyness  were  but  foolery. 

Ermsby.  Why,  how  watch'd  you  her,  my  lord  ? 

Edicard.  Whenas  she  swept  like  Venus  through  the  house, 
And  in  her  shape  fast  folded  up  my  thoughts ; 
Into  the  milk-house  went  I  with  the  maid, 
And  there  amongst  the  cream-bowls  she  did  shine, 
As  Pallas,  'mongst  her  princely  housewifery  i 


ZCXCVI  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA 

She  aim  d  her  smock  over  her  lily  arms, 

And  div'cl  them  into  milk,  to  run  her  cheese  ; 

Hut  whiter  than  the  milk  her  crystal  skin, 

Checked  with  lines  of  azure,  made  her  blush, 

That  art  or  nature  durst  bring  for  compare. 

If  thou  hadst  seen,  as  I  did  note  it  well, 

How  beauty  play'd  the  housewife,  how  this  girl 

Like  Lucrece  laid  her  fingers  to  the  work, 

Thou  would'st  with  Tarquin  hazard  Rome  and  all, 

To  win  the  lovely  maid  of  Fressingfield." 

At  Ralph's  suggestion,  the  Prince  sets  out  on  a  visit  to 
Friar  Bacon  at  Oxford,  to  learn  from  the  conjurer  how  his 
affair  is  going  to  issue,  and  sends  Lacy  in  the  disguise  of  a 
farmer's  son,  to  court  Margaret  for  him,  instructing  him  for 
the  task  as  follows : 

"  Lacy,  thou  know'st  next  Friday  is  St.  James', 
And  then  the  country  flocks  to  Harleston  fair: 
Then  will  the  keeper's  daughter  frolic  there, 
And  overshine  the  troop  of  all  the  maids, 
That  come  to  see,  and  to  be  seen  that  day. 
Haunt  thee,  disguis'd,  among  the  country  swains  ; 
Feign  thou'rt  a  farmer's  son,  not  far  from  thence ; 
Espy  her  loves,  and  whom  she  liketh  best ; 
Cote  him,  and  court  her  to  control  the  clown  ; 
Say  that  the  courtier  'tired  all  in  green, 
That  help'd  her  handsomely  to  run  her  cheese, 
And  fill'd  her  father's  lodge  with  venison, 
Commends  him,  and  sends  fairings  for  herself. 
Buy  something  worthy  of  her  parentage. 
Not  worth  her  beauty  ;  for,  Lacy,  then  the  fair 
Affords  no  jewel  fitting  for  the  maid  : 
And,  when  thou  talk'st  of  me,  note,  if  she  blush, 
O,  then  she  loves  !  but  if  her  cheeks  wax  pale, 
Disdain  it  is.      Lacy,  send  how  she  fares, 
And  spare  no  time  nor  cost  to  win  her  loves." 

Lacy  believes  that  the  Prince's  wooing  is  not  to  wed  tht 
girl,  but  to  entrap  and  beguile  her ;  besides,  his  own  heart 
is  already  interested ;  so  he  goes  to  courting  her  in  good 
earnest  for  himself.  Meanwhile,  the  Prince  changes  dress 
and  place  with  Ralph,  and  arrives  with  his  company,  all  dis- 
guised, at  Friar  Bacon's  :  the  mighty  conjurer  knows  at  onc€ 


ROBERT    GREENE.  CCXCV11 

who  they  all  are,  tells  the  Prince  what  he  has  been  doing, 
and  what  he  proposes  to  do  ;  informs  him,  also,  what  Lacy 
&  going  about ;  and  hands  him  a  magic  glass,  through  which 
he  sees  and  hears  Lacy  wooing  the  maid,  witnesses  their 
mutual  vowing,  while  Friar  Bungay  is  waiting  upon  them, 
ready  to  tie  ihem  up  in  wedlock.  At  the  Prince's  request, 
Bacon  strikes  Bungay  dumb,  just  as  he  is  going  to  say  the 
service  ;  and  presently  one  of  Bacon's  devils  comes  among 
the  wedding  party,  and  carries  off  the  weaker  conjurer  to 
Oxford ;  which  causes  the  marriage  to  be  deferred  awhile. 
Soon  after,  the  Prince  comes  upon  Lacy,  poniard  in  hand, 
to  call  him  to  account  for  his  treachery,  and  meaning  to  kiL 
him  on  the  spot,  right  in  the  presence  of  Margaret.  She 
intercedes  for  her  lover,  and  lays  all  the  blame  of  his  action 
on  the  efforts  she  had  made  to  bewitch  him  with  her  looks : 
the  Prince  then  lays  tough  siege  to  her  in  person,  but  she 
vows  she  will  rather  die  with  Lacy,  than  divorce  her  heart 
from  his,  and  finally  reminds  him  of  his  own  princely  fame 
and  honour  ;  whereupon  he  frankly  resigns  her  to  his  rival's 
hand. 

Not  long  after,  two  country  gentlemen,  named  Lambert 
and  Serlsby,  appear  as  suitors  to  Margaret ;  but  she  asks 
time  to  consider  which  of  them  she  prefers  ;  and  chty  forth- 
with engage  in  a  duel,  and  kill  each  other.  Each  of  them 
has  a  son  at  Oxford  :  the  sons,  being  linked  in  close  friend- 
ship, go  together  to  Bacon's  cell,  and  request  the  use  of  hia 
glass,  to  see  how  their  fathers  fare ;  their  looking  happens 
just  in  time  to  see  the  fatal  duel ;  whereupon  the  sons  forth- 
with pitch  into  each  other,  and  both  are  killed  :  which  puts 
the  conjurer  in  such  distress,  that  he  smashes  up  the  magio 
glass. 

While  these  things  are  going  on,  Lacy  sends  a  messenger 
to  Margaret,  with  a  large  purse  of  gold,  and  a  letter,  that 
his  love  for  her  has  all  died  out,  his  heart  turned  to  another 
lady,  and  there  is  an  end  of  their  engagement:  she  rejects 
nis  money  with  the  utmost  disdain  and  sorrow,  and  deter- 


CCXCVUI  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

mines  to  seclude  herself  for  life  in  a  nunnery;  but  it  turns 
out  that  Lacy's  purpose  was  merely  to  prove  her  strength 
of  affection  ;  so,  in  the  end,  they  are  married. 

Among  other  entertainments  of  the  scene,  we  have  a  trial 
of  national  skill  betwixt  Bacon  and  Bungay  on  one  side, 
and  Vandermast,  a  noted  conjurer  from  Germany,  on  the 
other.  The  trial  takes  place  in  the  presence  of  Henry  EEL, 
the  Emperor  of  Germany,  the  King  of  Castile,  and  his 
daughter  Elinor,  the  latter  three  being  on  a  visit  to  the 
English  King.  First,  Bungay  tries  his  art,  and  is  thorough- 
ly baflled  by  the  German;  then  Bacon  takes  him  in  hand, 
and  outconjures  him  all  to  nothing,  calling  in  one  of  his 
Spirits,  who  transports  him  straight  to  his  study  in  Haps- 
burg.  Bacon  has  a  servant  named  Miles,  who,  for  his  igno- 
rant blundering  in  a  very  weighty  matter,  is  at  last  carried 
off  to  hell  by  one  of  his  master's  devils.  The  last  scene  is 
concerned  with  the  marriage  of  Prince  Edward  and  Elinor 
of  Castile,  and  is  closed  by  Bacon  with  a  grand  prophecy 
touching  Elizabeth. 

Here,  again,  we  have  some  well-discriminated  and  well- 
sustained  characterisation,  especially  in  the  Prince,  Lacy, 
Margaret,  and  Ralph.  The  maid  of  Fressingfield  is  Greene's 
masterpiece  in  female  character ;  she  exhibits  much  strength, 
spirit,  and  sweetness  of  composition ;  in  fact,  she  is  not 
equalled  by  any  dramatic  woman  of  the  English  stage  til] 
we  come  to  Shakespeare,  whom  no  one  else  has  ever  ap- 
proached in  that  line.  —  Taken  all  together,  the  style  of  the 
piece  is  not  quite  equal  to  that  of  James  IV. 

"  A  pleasant-conceited  comedy  of  George  a  Greene,  the 
Pinner  of  Wakefield,"  printed  in  1599,  is  ascribed  to  Greene, 
mainly  on  the  testimony  of  Juby,  a  contemporary  actor ;  a 
note  to  that  effect  being  found  in  one  of  the  old  copies,  ind 
pronounced  by  Mr.  Collier  to  be  in  the  hand-writing  of  the 
time.  Another  manuscript  note  in  the  same  copy  states 
that  it  was  written  by  a  minister,  and  refers  to  Shakespeare 
as  a  witness  of  the  fact.  Still  it  is  difficult  to  believe  that 


ROBERT    GREENE.  CCXCIX 

Greene  was  the  author  of  it :  certainly  the  style  and  versi- 
fication are  much  better  than  in  any  other  of  his  plays ;  nor 
does  it  show  any  thing  of  that  incontinence  of  learning  which 
Greene  seems  to  have  been  unable  to  restrain. 

The  story  of  the  piece  is  quite  entertaining  in  itself,  and 
is  told  with  a  good  deal  of  vivacity  and  spirit.  Among  the 
characters,  are  King  Edward  of  England,  King  James  of 
Scotland,  the  Earl  of  Kendall,  and  other  lords,  and  Robin 
Hood.  George  a  Greene  is  the  hero ;  who,  what  with  his 
wit,  and  what  with  his  strength,  gets  the  better  of  all  the 
other  persons  in  turn.  Withal,  "he  is  full  of  high  and  solid 
manhood,  and  his  character  is  drawn  with  more  vigour  and 
life  than  any  we  have  hitherto  noticed.  Our  space  cannot 
afford  any  lengthened  analysis :  one  passage,  however,  must 
not  be  passed  over.  The  piece  opens  with  the  Earl  of  Ken- 
dall and  his  adherents  in  rebellion  against  the  state.  The 
Earl  sends  Sir  Nicholas  Mannering  to  Wakefield,  to  demand 
provision  for  his  camp.  Sir  Nicholas  enters  the  town,  and 
shows  his  commission  :  the  magistrates  are  in  a  perplexity 
wnat  to  do,  till  the  hero  enters  amongst  them,  outfaces  the 
messenger,  tears  up  his  commission,  makes  him  eat  the  seals, 
and  sends  him  back  with  an  answer  of  defiance.  The  Earl 
afterwards  gives  his  adherents  the  following  account  of  tliP 
matter : 

u  Why,  the  justices  stand  on  their  terms. 
Nick,  as  you  know,  is  haughty  in  his  words : 
He  laid  the  law  unto  the  justices 
With  threatening  braves,  that  one  look'd  on  another, 
Ready  to  stoop  ;  but  that  a  churl  came  in, 
One  George  a  Greene,  the  Pinner  of  the  town, 
And,  with  his  dagger  drawn,  laid  bands  on  Nick, 
And  oy  no  beggars  swore  that  we  were  traitors, 
Rent  our  commission,  and  upon  a  brave 
Made  Nick  to  eat  the  seals,  or  brook  the  stab : 
Poor  Mannering,  afraid,  came  posting  hither  straight." 

Here  we  have  a  taste  of  blank-verse  —  and  there  is  much 
more  of  the  same  —  which  is  far  unlike  Greene's  any  where 


CCC  HISTORY    OF    THE     DRAM\. 

else.  The  incident,  however,  is  very  curious  in  lhat  Greene 
himself  once  performed  a  similar  feat :  so  at  least  Nash  tells 
us  in  his  Strange  News,  where  he  has  the  following  addressed 
to  Gabriel  Harvey,  Greene's  bitter  enemy :  "  Had  he  lived, 
Gabriel,  and  thou  libelled  against  him,  as  thou  hast  done, 
he  would  have  driven  thee  to  eat  thy  own  book  buttered,  as 
I  saw  him  make  an  apparitor  once  in  a  tavern  eat  his  cita- 
tion, wax  and  all,  very  handsomely  served  'twixt  two  dishes." 
This,  no  doubt,  would  strongly  infer  Greene's  authorship  of 
the  play,  but  that  in  the  old  prose  history  of  George  a  Greene, 
on  which  the  play  is  founde'd,  the  valiant  Pinner  puts  Man- 
nering  through  the  same  operation. 

Greene  was  concerned,  along  with  Thomas  Lodge,  in 
writing  another  extant  play,  entitled  A  Looking-Glass  for 
London  and  England.  The  piece  is  little  better  than  a 
piece  of  stage  trash,  being  a  mixture  of  comedy,  tragedy, 
and  Miracle-play.  It  sets  forth  the  crimes  and  vices  of  Nin- 
eveh, from  the  king  downwards,  the  landing  of  Jonah  from 
the  whale's  belly,  his  preaching  against  the  city,  and  the  re- 
pentance of  the  people  in  sackcloth  and  ashes  ;  an  Angel,  a 
Devil,  and  the  Prophet  Hosea  taking  part  in  the  action  :  all 
which  was  of  course  meant  as  a  warning  to  England  in  gen- 
eral, and  London  in  particular.  The  verse  parts  are  in 
Greene's  puffiest  style,  and  the  prose  parts  in  his  filthiest. 

Greene  probably  wrote  divers  other  plays,  but  none  others 
have  survived,  that  are  known  to  have  been  his.  Neverthe- 
less, we  make  very  little  doubt  that  he  was  the  author  of  the 
old  play  on  which  Shakespeare  founded  The  Taming  of  the 
Shrew :  but,  as  the  question  is  discussed  enough  in  our  In- 
troduction to  that  play,  it  need  not  be  dwelt  upon  here. 

We  now  come  to  by  far  the  greatest  of  Shakespeare's 
predecessors.  Christopher  Marlowe,  the  son  of  a  shoema- 
ker, was  born  at  Canterbury,  and  baptized  in  the  church  of 
St.  George  the  Martyr,  on  the  26th  of  February,  1 564,  just 
two  months  before  the  baptism  of  Shakespeare.  His  earlier 


CHRISTOPHER    MARLOWE.  CCC1 

education  was  in  the  King's  School  at  Canterbury,  founded 
oy  Henry  VIII. :  he  was  entered  a  Pensioner  of  Bunet  Col- 
lege, Cambridge,  in  March,  1581,  took  his  first  degree  in 
1583,  and  became  Master  of  Aits  in  1587.  He  was  educat- 
ed, no  doubt,  with  a  view  to  one  of  the  learned  professions : 
Mr.  Dyce  thinks  he  was  "  most  probably  intended  for  the 
Church."  It  is  not  unlikely  that  he  may  have  adopted  the 
atheist's  faith  before  leaving  the  University,  and  it  is  pretty 
certain  that  he  led  the  rest  of  his  life  according  to  that  be- 
ginning ;  as  in  his  later  years  he  was  specially  notorious  for 
liis  blasphemous  opinions  and  profligate  behaviour.  Per- 
haps it  was  an  early  leaning  to  atheism  that  broke  up  his 
purpose  of  taking  holy  orders ;  at  all  events,  he  was  soon 
embarked  among  the  worst  literary  adventurers  of  London, 
living  by  his  wits,  and  rioting  on  the  quick  profits  of  his  pen. 
We  have  already  seen  that  his  Tamburlaine  was  written, 
certainly  before  1588,  probably  before  1587 ;  for  a  young 
man  of  twenty-four,  a  most  astonishing  production !  There 
is  little  doubt  that  he  strutted  awhile  on  the  stage ;  for  in  a 
ballad  written  upon  him  not  long  after  his  death,  and  en- 
titled The  Atheist's  Tragedy,  we  are  told,  — 

"He  had  also  a  player  been  upon  the  Curtain-stage, 
But  brake  his  leg  in  one  lewd  scene,  when  in  his  early  age.;; 

Marlowe's  career  was  of  brief  duration,  but  very  fruitfiil  in 
more  senses  than  one.  He  was  slain  by  one  Francis  Archer 
in  a  brawl,  on  the  1st  of  June,  1593.  Meres,  in  his  Palla- 
dia Tamia,  1598,  makes  the  following  note  of  the  event : 
"Christopher  Marlowe  was  stabbed  to  death  by  a  bawdy 
serving-man,  a  rival  of  his  in  his  lewd  love."  In  Beard's 
Theatre  of  God's  Judgments,  1597,  the  process  of  his  death 
is  stated  thus  :  "  So  it  fell  out,  that,  as  he  purposed  to  stab 
one  whom  he  owed  a  grudge  unto,  with  his  dagger,  the 
other  party,  perceiving,  so  avoided  the  stroke,  that,  withal 
catching  hold  of  his  wrist,  he  stabbed  his  own  dagger  into 
his  own  head,  in  such  sort  that,  notwithstanding  all  the 


OCC11  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

means  of  surgery  that  could  be  wrought,  he  shortly  after 
died  thereof."  Some  further  particulars  respecting  him  may 
be  found  in  Chapter  iii.  of  the  Poet's  Life. 

Marlowe's  first  dramatic  labours  came  from  the  press  in 
1590,  the  title-page  reading  thus :  "  Tamburlaine  the  Great : 
Who,  from  a  Scythian  shepherd,  by  his  rare  and  wonderful 
conquests  became  a  most  puissant  and  mighty  Monarch ; 
and,  for  his  tyranny,  and  terror  in  war,  was  termed  The 
Scourge  of  God.  Divided  into  two  tragical  Discourses,  as 
they  were  sundry  times  showed  upon  stages  hi  the  City  of 
London,  by  the  Right  Honourable  the  Lord  Admiral  his 
servants."  In  these  two  pieces,  what  Ben  Jonson  describes 
as  "Marlowe's  mighty  line"  is  out  in  all  its  mightiness. 
The  lines,  to  be  sure,  have  a  vast  amount  of  strut  and  swell 
in  them,  as  if  they  would  fain  knock  the  planets  out  of  their 
stations ;  but  then  they  have,  also,  a  great  deal  of  real  en- 
ergy and  vigour.  Not  the  least  of  his  merits  consists,  as  we 
have  already  seen,  in  the  delivering  of  the  public  stage  from 
the  shackles  of  rhyme,  and  endowing  the  national  dramatic 
poetry  with  at  least  the  beginnings  of  genuine  freedom,  and 
inexhaustible  variety  of  structure  and  movement.  This  is 
audaciously  announced  in  his  Prologue  to  the  play  in  hand, 
as  follows : 

"  From  jigging  veins  of  rhyming  mother-wits, 
And  such  conceits  as  clownage  keeps  in  pay, 
We'll  lead  you  to  the  stalely  tent  of  war, 
Where  you  shall  hear  the  Scythian  Tamburlaine 
Threatening  the  world  with  high  astounding  terras, 
And  scourging  kingdoms  with  his  conquering  sword." 

Perhaps  nothing  less  than  his  dare-devil  audacity  was  need- 
ed, to  set  at  defiance  the  general  prescription  of  the  time  in 
this  particular ;  a  work  less  likely  to  be  acliieved  alone  by 
the  far  greater  mind  of  Shakespeare,  since,  from  his  very 
greatness,  especially  in  the  moral  elements,  he  would  needs 
be  more  eager  and  apt  to  learn,  and  therefore  more  reverent 
of  the  past,  and  more  docile  to  the  collective  experience  of 
nis  age  and  nation. 


CHRISTOPHER    MARLOWE.  CCClll 

Be  this  as  it  may,  the  innovation  appears  tc  have  been 
hugely  successful  from  the  first :  Tamburlaine  had  a  sudden, 
a  great,  and  long-continued  popularity.  And  its  success  was 
partly  owing,  no  doubt,  to  its  very  faults,  forasmuch  as  the 
public  ear,  long  used  to  rhyme,  required  some  compensation 
in  the  way  of  grandiloquent  stuffing,  which  was  here  sup- 
plied in  abundance.  It  was,  in  short,  just  the  thing  to  break 
the  thick  ice  of  custom  for  a  new  and  better  dramatic  styh>- 

The  scene  of  these  two  dramas  —  and  they  are  two  orilj 
because  too  long  to  be  one  —  takes  in  the  whole  period  of 
time  from  the  hero's  first  conquest  till  his  death ;  so  that  the 
action  of  course  ranges,  ad  libitum,  over  divers  kingdoms 
and  empires.  Except  the  hero,  there  is  little  really  deserv- 
ing the  name  of  characterisation ;  this  being  a  point  of  art 
which  Marlowe  had  not  yet  begun  to  reach,  and  which  he 
never  attained  but  in  a  moderate  degree,  taking  Shake- 
speare as  the  standard.  But  the  hero  is  drawn  with  grand 
and  striking  proportions ;  and  perhaps  seems  the  larger,  thai 
the  bones  of  his  individuality  are  exaggerated  into  undue 
prominence  ;  the  author  lacking  that  balance  and  reciprocity 
of  powers  which  is  required,  to  maintain  the  roundness  and 
symmetry  met  with  in  all  nature's  greater  productions  of 
life.  The  following  is  a  description  of  him,  given  by  one  at 
the  other  characters : 

"Of  stature  tall,  and  straightly  fashioned, 
Like  his  desire,  lift  upwards  and  divine  ; 
So  large  of  limbs,  his  joints  so  strongly  knit, 
Such  breadth  of  shoulders,  as  might  mainly  bear 
Old  Atlas'  burden  :  'twixt  his  manly  pitch, 
A  pearl  more  worth  than  all  the  world  is  plac'd, 
Wherein,  by  curious  sovereignty  of  art. 
Are  fix'd  his  piercing  instruments  of  sight ; 
Whose  fiery  circles  bear  encompassed 
A  heaven  of  heavenly  bodies  in  their  spheres, 
That  guides  his  steps  and  actions  to  the  throne 
Where  honour  sits  invested  royally  : 
Pale  of  complexion,  wrought  in  him  with  passion, 
Thirsting  with  sovereignty  and  love  of  arms  ; 
His  lofty  brows  in  folds  do  figure  death, 


CC«1T  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

Add  in  their  smoothness  amity  and  life  ; 

About  them  hangs  a  knot  of  amber  hair 

Wrapped  in  curls,  as  fierce  Achilles'  was, 

On  which  the  breath  of  heaven  delights  to  play, 

Making  it  dance  with  wanton  majesty  : 

His  arms  and  fingers  long  and  sinewy, 

Betokening  valour  and  excess  of  strength;  — 

In  every  part  proportion'd  like  the  man 

Should  make  the  world  subdued  to  Tamhurlaine." 

In  respect  of  poetry  at  least,  this  is  one  of  the  best  pas. 
sages,  perhaps  the  best,  in  the  whole  performance ;  •which, 
however,  will  readily  be  allowed  to  leave  room  for  much  ex- 
cellence in  others.  We  must  add  another  spoken  by  the 
hero  himself  to  Cosroe,  one  of  his  many  captive  kings : 

"  The  thirst  of  reign  and  sweetness  of  a  crown, 
That  caus'd  the  eldest  son  of  heavenly  Ops 
To  thrust  his  doting  father  from  his  chair. 
And  place  himself  in  the  empyreal  heaven, 
Mov'd  me  to  manage  arms  against  thy  slate. 
What  better  precedent  than  mighty  Jove  1 
Nature,  that  fram'd  us  of  four  elements 
Warring  within  our  breasts  for  regiment, 
Doth  teach  us  all  to  have  aspiring  minds : 
Our  souls,  whose  faculties  can  comprehend 
The  wondrous  architecture  of  the  world, 
And  measure  every  wandering  planet's  course, 
Still  climbing  after  knowledge  infinite, 
And  always  moving  as  the  restless  spheres, 
Will  us  to  wear  ourselves,  and  never  rest, 
Until  we  reap  the  ripest  fruit  of  all, 
That  perfect  bliss  and  sole  felicity, 
The  sweet  fruition  of  an  earthly  crown." 

And  Tamburlaine  is  represented  in  action  as  a  most  mag- 
nanimous prodigy ;  amidst  his  haughtiest  strides  of  conquest, 
we  have  traits  of  great  gentleness  interwoven  with  his  iron 
sternness :  everywhere,  indeed,  he  appears  lifted  high  with 
heroic  passions  and  impulses ;  if  he  regards  not  others,  he 
is  equally  ready  to  sacrifice  himself,  his  ease,  pleasure,  and 
even  life,  in  his  prodigious  lust  of  glory :  in  which  respect 
his  temper  is  shown  by  the  following  from  one  of  his  speeches 
to  his  three  sons  : 


CHRISTOPHER    MARLOWE.  CCCV 

But  now,  my  boys,  leave  off.  and  list  to  me, 
That  mean  to  teach  you  rudiments  of  war. 
I'll  have  you  learn  to  sleep  upon  the  ground, 
March  in  your  armour  thorough  watery  fens, 
Sustain  the  scorching  heat  and  freezing  cold, 
Hunger  and  thirst,  right  adjuncts  of  the  war } 
And,  afler  this,  to  scale  a  castle-wall, 
Besiege  a  fort,  to  undermine  a  town, 
And  make  whole  cities  caper  in  the  air." 

One  c  ther  passage  we  must  notice,  partly  for  contributing 
towards  Pistol's  vocabulary  of  fustian,  in  2  Henry  IV.,  Act 
li.  sc.  4.  The  hero  is  represented  travelling  in  a  chariot 
drawn  by  captive  kings,  and  whipping  them  with  his  tongue, 
thus: 

"  Holla,  ye  pamper'd  jades  of  Asia  ! 
What!   can  ye  draw  but  twenty  miles  a  day, 
And  have  so  proud  a  chariot  at  your  heels, 
And  such  a  coachman  as  great  Tamburlaine  ? 
The  horse  that  guide  the  golden  eye  of  heaven, 
And  blow  the  morning  from  their  nostrils, 
Making  their  fiery  gait  above  the  clouds, 
Are  not  so  honour'd  in  their  governor, 
As  you,  ye  slaves,  in  might}'  Tamburlaine. 
The  headstrong  jades  of  Thrace  Alcides  tam'd, 
That  King  jEgeus  fed  with  human  flesh, 
And  made  so  wanton  that  they  knew  their  strengths, 
Were  not  subdued  with  valour  more  divine 
Than  you  by  this  unconquer'd  arm  of  mine. 
To  make  you  fierce,  and  fit  my  appetite, 
You  shall  be  fed  with  flesh  as  raw  as  blood, 
And  drink  in  pails  the  strongest  muscadel  : 
If  you  can  live  with  it,  then  live,  and  draw 
My  chariot  swifter  than  the  racking  clouds  ; 
If  not,  then  die  like  beasts,  and  fit  for  nought 
But  perches  for  the  black  and  fatal  ravens." 

It  is  to  be  noted,  though,  that  the  incident  was  not  original 
with  Marlowe :  one  of  the  dumb-shows  in  Gascoigne's  Jo- 
casta,  spoken  of  in  the  preceding  Chapter,  has  the  following : 
"There  came  in  upon  the  stage  a  King  with  an  imperial 
crown  upon  his  head,  a  sceptre  in  his  right  hand,  sitting  in 
a  chario*  very  richly  furnished,  drawn  in  by  four  kings  in 
their  doutilets  and  hose,  with  crowns  also  upon  their  heads; 


CCCV1  HISTORY    OF    THE     DRAMA. 

representing  unto  us  Ambition  by  the  history  of  Sesostrw 
king  of  Egypt,  who  did  in  like  manner  cause  those  kinga 
whom  h°  had  overcome  to  draw  in  his  chariot  like  beasts 
and  oxen." 

As  to  the  rest,  the  drama  in  hand  consists  rather  of  a 
ong  series  of  speeches  than  any  genuine  dialogue.  The 
persons  all  use  the  style  of  premeditating  speech-makers : 
of  co'irse  therefore  their  speeches  all  run  in  much  the  same 
vein ;  and  the  hero  talks  just  like  the  others,  only  a  good 
deal  more  so ;  as  if  the  author  knew  not  how  to  discriminate 
characters  but  by  different  degrees  of  the  same  thing. 
Moreover,  the  several  parts  of  the  work  are  not  moulded 
up  into  any  thing  like  artistic  wholeness ;  the  materials 
rather  seem  tumbled  in  for  stage  effect,  instead  of  being 
selected  and  assorted  on  any  principle  of  coherence  or  con- 
gruity.  And  the  piece  affects  us  throughout  as  a  high- 
pitched  monotone  of  superlatives  in  thought  and  diction: 
everywhere  we  have  nearly  the  same  rampant,  boisterous 
extravagance  of  tragical  storm  and  stress ;  with  no  changes 
of  rise  and  fall,  no  perspective  of  objects,  that  so  we  may 
take  distinct  impressions.  We  will  dismiss  the  subject  with 
Mr.  Dyce's  judicious  remarks :  "  With  very  little  discrim- 
ination of  character,  with  much  extravagance  of  incident, 
with  no  pathos  where  pathos  was  to  be  expected,  and  with 
a  profusion  of  inflated  language,  Tamburlaine  is  nevertheless 
a  very  impressive  drama,  and  undoubtedly  superior  to  all 
tl  e  English  tragedies  which  preceded  it ;  —  superior  to  them 
in  the  effectiveness  with  which  the  events  are  brought  out, 
in  the  poetic  feeling  which  animates  the  whole,  and  in  the 
nerve  and  variety  of  the  versification." 

The  Jew  of  Malta  shows  very  considerable  advance  to- 
wards a  chaste  and  sober  diction,  but  not  much  either  in 
development  of  character,  or  in  composition  of  the  parts. 
Barabas,  the  Jew,  is  a  horrible  monster  of  wickedness  and 
cunning,  yet  not  without  some  strong  lines  of  individuality. 
The  author  evidently  sought  to  compass  the  effect  of  tragedy 


CHRISTOPHER    MARLOWK.  CCCV1I 

by  mere  accumulation  of  murders  and  hellish  deeds ;  which 
shows  that  he  had  no  steady  idea  wherein  lies  the  true  secret 
of  tragic  terror :  he  here  works  on  the  principle  of  reaching 
it  by  exaggerated  impressions  of  the  senses,  whereas  its 
proper  method  stands  in  the  joint  working  of  the  moral  and 
imaginative  powers ;  which  are  rather  stifled  than  kindled 
by  causing  the  senses  to  "  sup  full  of  horrors."  The  ver- 
sification is  far  more  varied,  compact,  and  light-flashing,  than 
in  Tamburlaine :  the  piece  abounds  in  quick  and  caustic 
wit ;  in  some  parts,  there  is  a  good  share  of  genuine  dia- 
logue as  distinguished  from  speech-making ;  now  and  then 
the  movement  becomes  almost  intensely  dramatic,  the  speak- 
ers striking  fire  out  of  each  other  by  their  sharp  collisions 
of  thought,  so  that  then*  words  relish  of  the  individuality  of 
both  the  person  speaking  and  the  person  spoken  to.  Still, 
as  a  whole,  the  piece  shows  but  little  that  can  properly  be 
called  dramatic  power,  as  distinguished  from  the  general 
powers  of  rhetoric  and  wit. 

Mr.  Dyce,  after  remarking  that  the  interest  of  the  play 
depends  entirely  on  the  character  of  Barabas,  and  that  this 
part  is  a  good  deal  overcharged,  adds  the  following  :  "  But 
I  suspect  that,  in  this  instance  at  least,  Marlowe  violated  the 
truth  of  nature,  not  so  much  from  his  love  of  exaggeration, 
as  in  consequence  of  having  borrowed  all  the  atrocities  of 
the  play  from  some  now-unknown  novel,  whose  author  was 
willing  to  flatter  the  prejudices  of  his  readers  by  attributing 
almost  impossible  wickedness  to  a  son  of  Israel.  —  That 
Shakespeare  was  well  acquainted  with  this  tragedy,  cannot 
be  doubted ;  but  that  he  caught  from  it  more  than  a  few 
trifling  hints  for  The  Merchant  of  Venice,  will  be  allowed  by 
ao  one  who  has  carefully  compared  the  character  of  Barabas 
with  that  of  Shylock." 

Remains  but  to  add  that  the  drama  has  an  allusion  which 
ascertains  it  to  have  been  written  after  1588  ;  that  it  was  not 
printed  till  1633 ;  and  that  Thomas  Heywood,  who  then 
edited  it,  informs  us  that  the  hero's  part  was  originally  svu* 
v  Edward  Alleyn 


CCCVIH  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

The  Tragical  History  of  Doctor  Faustus,  written,  most 
likely,  as  early  as  1588,  though  not  printed  till  16u4,  exliib 
its  Marlowe  in  a  higher  vein  of  workmanship.  CoDier  speaks 
of  it  as  follows :  "  Here  the  poet,  wishing  to  astonkh,  and  to 
delight  by  astonishing,  has  called  in  the  aid  of  magic  and 
supernatural  agency,  and  has  wrought  from  his  materials 
a  drama  full  of  power,  novelty,  interest,  and  variety.  All 
the  serious  scenes  of  Faustus  eminently  excite  both  pity  and 
terror."  This,  it  seems  to  us,  is  going  it  rather  too  strong 
still  it  must  be  acknowledged  that  the  author  here  wields 
the  right  elements  and  processes  of  tragic  effect  with  no  or- 
dinary subtlety  and  power.  The  hero  is  a  mighty  necro- 
mancer, who  has  studied  himself  into  a  direct  communion 
with  preternatural  beings,  and  beside  whom  Friar  Bacon 
sinks  into  a  tame  forger  of  bugbears.  A  Good  Angel  and  a 
Bad  Angel  figure  in  the  piece,  each  trying  to  win  Faustus 
to  his  several  way :  Lucifer  is  ambitious  of  possessing  the 
hero's  "  glorious  soul,"  and  the  hero  craves  Lucifer's  aid,  that 
he  may  work  wonders  in  the  earth.  Mephistophilis  comes 
at  his  summons,  and  the  following  scene  passes  betwir* 
them: 

"  Meph.  Now.  Faustus,  what  would'st  thou  have  me  do  * 
Faust.  I  charge  thee,  wait  upon  me  whilst  I  live, 

To  do  whatever  Faustus  shall  command  ; 

Be  it  to  make  the  moon  drop  from  her  sphere 

Or  the  ocean  to  overwhelm  the  world. 
Meph.  I  am  a  servant  to  great  Lucifer, 

And  may  not  follow  thee  without  his  leave: 

No  more  than  he  commands  must  we  perform. 
Faust.  Did  not  he  charge  thee  to  appear  to  me? 
Meph.  No ;  I  came  hither  of  mine  own  accord. 
Faust.  Did  not  my  conjuring  speeches  raise  thee?   speak 
Meph.  That  was  the  cause,  but  yet  per  accident ; 

For,  when  we  hear  one  rack  the  name  of  God, 

Abjure  the  Scriptures  and  his  Saviour  Christ, 

We  fly,  in  hope  to  get  his  glorious  soul ; 

Nor  will  we  come,  unless  he  use  such  means, 

Whereby  he  is  in  danger  to  be  damn'd. 

Fatut.  So  Faustus  hath  already  done ;  and  holds  this  prinoi 
ciple : 

There  is  no  chief  but  only  Beelzebub  ; 


CHRISTOPHER    MARLOWE.  CCCU 

To  whom  Faustus  doth  dedicate  himself. 

This  word  damnation  terrifies  not  him. 

For  he  confounds  hell  in  Elysium  : 

His  ghost  be  with  the  old  philosophers  ! 

But,  leaving1  these  vain  trifles  of  men's  souls, 

Tell  me,  what  is  that  Lucifer  thy  lord  7 
Steph.  Arch-regent  and  commander  of  all  spirits. 
Faust.  Was  not  that  Lucifer  an  angel  once  ? 
Meph.  Yes,  Faustus,  and  most  dearly  lov'd  of  God. 
Faust.  How  comes  it,  then,  that  he  is  prince  of  devils  f 
Meph.  O.  by  aspiring  pride  and  insolence! 

For  which  God  threw  him  from  the  face  of  heaven. 
Faust.  And  what  are  you  that  live  with  Lucifer? 
Meph.  Unhappy  spirits  that  fell  with  Lucifer, 

And  are  forever  damn'd  with  Lucifer. 
Faust.  Where  are  you  damn'd  ? 
Meph.  In  hell. 

Faust.  How  comes  it,  then,  that  thou  art  out  of  hell  T 
Meph.    Why,  this  is  hell,  nor  am  I  out  of  it  : 

Think'st  thou  that  I,  who  saw  the  face  of  God, 

And  tasted  the  eternal  joys  of  heaven, 

Am  not  tormented  with  ten  thousand  hells, 

In  being  depriv'd  of  everlasting  bliss  ? 

O,  Faustus  !  leave  these  frivolous  demands, 
Which  strike,  a  terror  to  my  fainting  soul. 
Fxust.  What !  is  great  Mephistophilis  so  passionate 

For  being  deprived  of  the  joys  of  heaven? 

Learn  thou  of  Faustus  manly  fortitude, 

And  scorn  those  joys  thou  never  shall  possess. 

Go  bear  these  tidings  to  great  Lucifer : 

Seeing  Faustus  hath  incurr'd  eternal  death, 

Say,  he  surrenders  up  to  him  his  soul, 

So  he  will  spare  him  four-and-twenty  years, 

Letting  him  live  in  all  voluptuousness  ; 

Having  thee  ever  to  attend  on  me, 

To  give  me  whatsoever  I  shall  a»K, 

To  tell  me  whatsoever  I  demand, 

To  slay  mine  enemies,  and  aid  my  friends, 

And  always  be  obedient  to  my  will. 

Go,  and  return  to  mighty  Lucifer, 

And  meet  me  in  my  study  at  midnight, 

And  then  resolve  me  of  thy  master's  mind." 

In  this  imperturbable,  hell-confronting  coolness  of  Fau»- 
tus,  and  his  serene  calmness  in  asking  questions  which  the 
head  shudders  to  consider,  we  have  a  strain  of  sublimity 
hardly  surpassed  by  Milton's  Satan.  At  the  return  of 


CCCX  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

Mephistophilis,  he  makes  a  compact  with  Lucifer,  draws 
blood  from  his  own  arm,  and  with  it  writes  out  »  deed  of 
gift,  assuring  his  soul  and  body  to  the  fiend  at  the  end  of 
twenty-four  years.  Thenceforth  he  spends  his  time  in  ex- 
ercising the  mighty  spells  and  incantations  thus  purchased ; 
he  has  the  power  of  making  himself  invisible,  and  entering 
whatsoever  houses  he  lists ;  he  passes  from  kingdom  to  king- 
dom with  the  speed  of  thought ;  wields  the  elements  at  will, 
*uid  has  the  energies  of  nature  at  his  command ;  summons 
the  Grecian  Helen  to  his  side  for  a  paramour ;  and  holds  the 
world  in  wonder  at  his  acts.  Meanwhile,  the  knowledge 
which  hell  has  given  him  of  heaven  seems  to  haunt  his  mind ; 
he  cannot  shake  off  the  thought  of  the  awful  compact  of 
death  which  hangs  over  him  ;  repentance  carries  on  a  des- 
perate struggle  in  him  with  the  necromantic  fascination,  and 
at  one  time  fairly  outwrestles  it ;  but  he  soon  recovers  his 
purpose,  and  renews  his  pledge  to  Lucifer.  In  one  of  thesa 
terrible  struggles,  he  soliloquises  thus : 

"  My  heart's  so  harden'd,  I  cannot  repent: 
Scarce  can  I  name  salvation,  faith,  or  heaven, 
But  fearful  echoes  thunder  in  mine  ears, 
'  Faustus,  thou  art  damn'd  ! '  then  swords  and  knives. 
Poison,  ^uns,  halters,  aud  envenom'd  steel 
Are  laid  before  me  to  despatch  myself; 
And  long  ere  this  I  should  have  slain  myself, 
Had  not  sweet  pleasure  conquer'd  deep  despair. 
Have  not  I  made  blind  Homer  sing  to  me 
Of  Alexander's  love  and  CEnon's  death  ? 
And  hath  not  he  that  built  the  walls  of  Thebe§ 
With  ravishing  sound  of  his  melodious  harp, 
Made  music  with  my  Mephistophilis  7 
Why  should  I  die,  then,  or  basely  despair? 
I  am  resolv'd  ;  Faustus  shall  ne'er  repent." 

Anful  is  the  still  solemnity  of  the  scene  where,  as  1  is 
lease  of  life  is  about  to  expire,  he  communes  with  himself) 
and  counts  the  minutes  of  his  last  hour : 

"Stand  still,  you  ever-moving  spheres  of  heaven. 
That  time  may  cease,  aud  midnight  never  come 


CHRISTOPHER    MARLOWE.  CCCX1 

Fair  Nature's  eye,  rise,  rise  again,  and  make 

Perpetual  day  ;  or  let  this  hour  be  hut 

A  year,  a  month,  a  week,  a  natural  day, 

That  Faustus  may  repent,  and  save  his  soul  !  — 

The  stars  move  still,  time  runs,  the  clock  will  strike, 

The  devil  will  come,  and  Faustus  must  be  damn'd. 

O,  I'll  leap  up  to  God  !  — Who  pulls  me  down  ?  — 

See.  where  Christ's  blood  streams  in  the  firmament ! 

One  drop  would  save  my  soul,  half  a  drop  :  ah,  my  Cnrist :  — 

Rend  not  my  heart  for  naming  of  my  Christ ! 

Yet  will  I  call  on  Him  :  O,  spare  me,  Lucifer !  — 

Where  is  it  now  ?  'tis  gone :  and  see,  where  God 

Stretcheth  out  His  arm,  and  bends  His  ireful  brows!  — 

Mountains  and  bills,  come,  come,  and  fall  on  me, 

And  hide  me  from  the  heavy  wrath  of  God  !  " 

In  all  these  passages,  but  especially  the  last  two,  we  see 
a  far  higher  and  richer  style  of  versification,  than  in  the 
quotations  from  Tamburlaine.  The  author's  diction  has 
grown  more  pliant  and  facile  to  his  thought ;  consequently, 
it  is  highly  varied  in  pause,  inflection,  and  movement ;  show- 
ing that  in  his  hand  the  noble  instrument  of  dramatic  blank- 
verse  was  fast  growing  into  tune,  for  a  hand  far  mightier 
than  his  to  discourse  its  harmonies  upon.  We  must  add, 
that  considerable  portions  both  of  this  play  and  the  preced- 
ing are  meant  to  be  comical.  But  the  result  only  proves 
that  Marlowe  was  incapable  of  comedy :  no  sooner  does  he 
attempt  the  comic  vein,  than  his  whole  style  collapses  into 
mere  buffoonery  and  balderdash.  In  fact,  though  plentifully 
gifted  with  wit,  there  was  not  a  particle  of  real  humour  in 
him ;  none  of  that  subtle  and  perfusive  essence  out  of  which 
the  true  comic  is  spun ;  for  these  choice  powers  can  scarce 
e~xist  but  in  the  society  of  certain  moral  elements  that  seem 
to  have  been  left  out  of  his  composition. 

The  Troublesome  Reign  and  Lamentable  Death  of  Ed- 
ward the  Second,  printed  in  1598,  though  inferior  to  Faus- 
tus in  tragic  terror,  as  a  whole  is  certainly  much  the  best,  as 
it  was  probably  the  last-written,  of  Marlowe's  dramas.  Here, 
for  the  first  time,  we  meet  with  a  genuine  specimen  of  the 
English  Historical  Drama.  The  scene  covers  a  period  of 


CCCXll  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

twenty  years ;  the  incidents  pass  with  great  rapidity,  and, 
though  sometimes  crushed  into  indistinctness,  are  for  the 
most  part  well  used  both  for  historic  truth  and  dramatic  ef- 
fect ;  the  dialogue,  generally,  is  nervous,  animated,  and  clear ; 
and  Ihe  versification,  throughout,  moves  with  a  freedom  and 
varsity,  such  as  may  almost  stand  a  comparison  with  Shake- 
speare. In  the  article  of  character,  too,  Edward  the  Sec- 
ond has  very  considerable  merit :  the  King's  insane  dotage 
of  his  favourites,  the  upstart  vanity  and  insolence  of  Gaves- 
ton,  the  artful  practice  and  doubtful  virtue  of  Queen  Isabella, 
the  factious  turbulence  of  the  nobles,  irascible,  arrogant,  re- 
gardless of  others'  liberty,  jealous  of  their  own,  sudden  of 
quarrel,  eager  in  revenge,  are  all  depicted  with  a  goodly  mix- 
ture of  energy  and  temperance.  It  is  not  unlikely  that  by 
this  time  the  former  relation  between  Marlowe  and  Shake- 
speare of  teacher  and  pupil  had  become  reversed ;  for  in 
our  Life  of  the  Poet  we  have  seen  good  evidence,  that  be- 
fore the  death  of  Marlowe  Shakespeare  had  far  surpassed 
all  of  that  age  who  had  ever  been  competent  to  teach  him 
in  any  point  of  dramatic  workmanship. 

Our  chief  'concern  with  Marlowe  is  as  the  inauguratcr  of 
blank-verse  on  the  national  stage,  and  thereby  a  great  im- 
prover of  dramatic  poetry  in  all  that  relates  to  diction  and 
metrical  style.  It  is  for  this  reason  that  we  have  quoted  so 
largely  from  his  preceding  dramas ;  and  the  same  reason 
calls  for  some  specimens  from  the  piece  now  in  hand.  The 
following,  as  it  is  nearly  good  enough  in  this  respect,  is  also 
among  the  best :  it  is  part  of  a  scene  betwixt  Edward,  Mor- 
timer, and  Lancaster : 

"'  Morti.  Nay.  now  you  are  here  alone,  I'll  speak  my  mind 

Lancas.  And  so  will  I ;  and  then,  my  lord,  farewell. 

Morti.  The  idle  triumphs,  masques,  lascivious  shows, 
And  prodigal  gifts  beslow'd  on  Gaveston, 
Have  drawn  thy  treasury  dry,  and  made  thee  weak } 
The  murmuring  commons,  overstretched,  break. 

Lancas.  Look  for  rebellion,  look  to  be  depos'd  i 
Thy  garrisons  are  beaten  out  of  France, 
And,  lame  and  poor,  lie  groaning  at  the  gates  • 


CHRISTOPHER    MARLOWE.  CCCXih 

The  wild  O'Neil,  with  swarms  of  Irish  kerns, 

Lives  uncontroll'd  wilhin  tlie  English  pale  ; 

Unto  the  walls  of  York  the  Scots  make  road, 

And.  unresisted,  drive  away  rich  spoils. 
Morti.  The  haughty  Dane  commands  the  narrow  seas, 

While  in  the  harbour  ride  thy  ships  unrigg'd. 
Lancas.  What  foreign  prince  sends  thee  ambassador*  T 
Morti.  Who  loves  thee,  but  a  sort  of  flatterers? 
Lancas.  Thy  gentle  queen,  sole  sister  to  Valois, 

Complains  that  thou  hast  left  her  all  forlorn. 
Morti.  Thy  court  is  naked,  being  bereft  of  those 

That  make  a  king  seem  glorious  to  the  world, 

I  mean  the  peers,  whom  thou  should'st  dearly  love , 

Libels  are  cast  against  thee  in  the  street ; 

Ballads  and  rhymes  made  of  thy  overthrow. 
Lancas.   The  northern  borderers,  seeing  tlieir  houses  burnt, 

Their  wives  and  children  slain,  run  up  and  down, 

Cursing  the  name  of  thee  and  Gaveston. 
Morti.  When  wert  thou  in  the  field  with  banner  spread  ? 

But  once ;  and  then  thy  soldiers  march'd  like  players. 

With  garish  robes,  not  armour ;  and  thyself, 

Bedaub'd  with  gold,  rode  laughing  at  the  rest, 

Nodding  and  shaking  of  thy  spangled  crest, 

Where  women's  favours  hung  like  labels  down.  • 

Still  better  is  the  following  from  a  later  scene,  Mr!  ere 
Arundel  relates  to  Edward  and  Spenser  the  seizure  and 
death  of  Gaveston : 

"  Edw.    Wliat!  Lord  Arundel,  dost  thou  come  alone  f 

Arun.    Yea,  my  good  lord,  for  Gaveston  is  dead. 

Edw.  Ah,  traitors  !  have  they  put  my  friend  to  death  ? 
Tell  me,  Arundel,  died  he  ere  thou  cam'st, 
Or  didst  thou  see  my  friend  to  take  his  death  ? 

Arun.  Neither,  my  lord  ;  for,  as  be  was  surpris'd, 
Begirt  with  weapons  and  with  enemies  round, 
I  did  your  Highness7  message  to  them  all, 
Demanding  him  of  them,  entreating  rather, 
And  said,  upon  the  honour  of  my  name, 
That  I  would  undertake  to  carry  him 
Unto  your  Highness,  and  to  bring  him  back. 

Edw.  And,  tell  me,  would  the  rebels  deny  me  that? 

Spen.  Proud  recreants ' 

Edw.  Yea,  Spenser,  traitors  all ! 

4.run.  1  found  them  at  the  first  inexorable  : 

The  Earl  of  Warwick  would  not  bide  the  hearing. 
Mortimer  hardly  ;  Pembroke  and  Lancaster 


CCCXIV  HISTORY    OB     THE    DRAMA. 

Spake  least ;   and  when  they  flatly  had  denied, 
Refusing  to  receive  me  pledge  for  him, 
The  Earl  of  Pembroke  mildly  thus  bespake : 
'  My  lords,  because  our  sovereign  sends  for  him, 
And  promiseth  he  shall  be  sate  return'd, 
I  will  this  undertake,  to  have  him  hence, 
And  see  him  re-deliver'd  to  your  hands.' 

Edw.    Well,  and  how  fortunes  it  that  he  came  not? 

Spen.   Some  treason  or  some  villainy  was  cause. 

Arun.  The  Earl  of  Warwick  seiz'd  him  on  his  way; 
Fort  being  deliver'd  unto  Pembroke's  men, 
Their  lord  rode  home,  thinking  his  prisoner  saft 
But,  ere  he  came,  Warwick  in  ambush  lay, 
And  bare  him  to  his  death  ;  and  in  a  trench 
Strake  off  his  head,  and  march'd  unto  the  camp. 

Spsn.  A  bloody  part,  flatly  'gainst  law  of  arms! 

Edw.  O!  shall  I  speak,  or  shall  I  sigh,  and  die? 

Spen.  My  lord,  refer  your  vengeance  to  the  sword 
Upon  these  barons  ;  hearten  up  your  men ; 
Let  them  not  unreveng'd  murder  your  friends  ; 
Advance  your  standard,  Edward,  in  the  field, 
And  march  to  fire  them  from  their  starting-hole* 

Edw.  By  earth,  the  common  mother  of  us  all, 
By  heaven,  and  all  the  moving  orbs  thereof, 
By  this  right  hand,  and  by  my  father's  sword, 
And  all  the  honours  'longing  to  my  crown, 
I  will  have  heads  and  lives  for  him  as  many 
As  I  have  manors,  castles,  towns,  and  towers !  — 
Treacherous  Warwick  !  traitorous  Mortimer  ' 
If  I  be  England's  king,  in  lakes  of  gore 
Your  headless  trunks,  your  bodies  will  I  trail, 
That  you  may  drink  your  fill,  and  quaff  in  blood, 
And  stain  my  royal  standard  with  the  same ; 
That  so  my  bloody  colours  may  suggest 
Remembrance  of  revenge  immortally 
On  your  accursed  traitorous  progeny, 
You  villains  that  have  slain  my  Gaveston  ! — 
And  in  this  place  of  honour  and  of  trust, 
Spenser,  sweet  Spenser,  I  adopt  thee  here  ; 
And  merely  of  our  love  we  do  create  thee 
Earl  of  Glocester,  and  Lord  Chamberlain. 
Despite  of  times,  despite  of  enemies. 

Sptn.  My  lord,  here  is  a  messenger  from  the  baron*, 
Desires  access  unto  your  Majesty. 

Edw.  Admit  him  near. 

Herald.   Long  live  King  Edward,  England's  lawful  loid 

Edw.  So  wish  not  they,  I  wis,  that  sent  thee  hittier: 
Thou  com'st  from  Mortimer  and  his  'complices." 


CHRISTOPHER    MARLOWE.  CCCSV 

Here  we  have  the  rhymeless  ten-syllable  iambic  verse  as 
Jhe  basis ;  but  this  is  continually  diversified,  so  as  to  relieve 
the  ear  and  keep  it  awake,  by  occasional  spondees  and  ana- 
pests,  and  the  frequent  use  of  trochees  in  all  parts  of  the 
verse,  but  especially  at  the  beginning  and  end,  and  by  a 
skilful  shifting  of  the  pause  to  any  point  of  the  line.  It  thus 
combines  the  natural  ease  and  variety  of  prost  with  the  gen- 
eral effect  of  metrical  harmony,  so  that  the  hearing  nevei 
tires  nor  falls  asleep.  As  to  the  general  poetic  style  of  the 
performance,  the  kindling  energy  of  thought  and  language 
that  often  beats  and  flashes  along  the  sentences,  there  is 
much  both  in  this  and  Faustus  to  justify  the  fine  enthusiasm 
of  Michael  Drayton : 

"  Next,  Marlowe,  bathed  in  the  Thespian  springs, 
Had  in  him  those  brave  translunary  things 
That  the  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." 

Before  leaving  the  subject,  we  must  notice  a  remark  by 
Charles  Lamb.  "  The  reluctant  pangs,"  says  he,  "  of  abdi- 
cating royalty  in  Edward  furnished  hints  which  Shakespeare 
has  scarce  improved  in  his  Richard  the  Second ;  and  the 
death-scene  of  Marlowe's  king  moves  pity  and  terror  beyond 
any  scene,  ancient  or  modem,  with  which  I  am  acquainted." 
Both  the  scenes  in  question  have  indeed  great  merit,  still 
this  praise  seems  to  us  far  beyond  the  mark.  In  the  first 
place,  it  is  highly  probable,  if  not  more,  that  Shakespeare's 
play  was  written  before  Marlowe's.  Then,  there  is,  unques- 
tionably, more  of  genuine,  pity-moving  pathos  in  a  single 
speech  of  Richard  the  Second,  Act  v.  sc.  2,  beginning,  — 
"As  in  a  theatre  the  eyes  of  men," — than  in  all  Marlowe's 
writings  put  together.  And  as  to  the  moving  of  terror, 
there  is,  to  our  mind,  nothing  in  Edward  the  Second  that 
comes  up  to  Faustus ;  and  there  are  at  least  a  dozen  scenes 
in  Macbeth,  either  of  which  has  far  more  of  the  terrific,  than 


CCCXn  HISTORY    OF    THE    ORAMA. 

the  whole  body  of  Faustus.  And,  in  the  death-scene  of 
Edward,  it  can  hardly  be  denied  that  the  senses  are  some- 
what overcrammed  with  images  of  physical  suffering,  so  as 
to  give  the  effect  rather  of  the  horrible  than  the  terrible. 

Others,  again,  have  advanced  the  notion  that  Marlowe,  if 
he  had  lived,  would  have  made  some  good  approach  to 
Shakespeare  in  tragic  power.  Doubtless,  a  few  more  years 
would  have  lifted  him  to  very  noble  things,  if,  that  is,  his 
powers  could  have  been  kept  from  the  eatings  and  cripplings 
of  debauchery  j  still,  any  approach  to  that  great  divinity  of 
the  drama  was  out  of  the  question  for  him.  For,  judging 
from  his  life  and  works,  the  moral  part  of  genius  was,  con- 
stitutionally, wanting  in  him ;  and,  without  this,  the  intel- 
lectual part  can  never  be  truly  itself:  it  must  needs  be  com- 
paratively weak  in  those  points  of  our  being  which  it  touches, 
because  it  does  not  touch  them  all ;  for  the  whole  must  be 
moved  at  once,  else  there  can  be  no  great  moving  of  any 
part.  No,  no !  there  was  not,  there  could  not  have  been  in 
Marlowe,  great  as  he  was,  the  half  of  Shakespeare,  for 
tragedy,  nor  any  thing  else.  To  go  no  further,  he  was,  as 
we  have  seen,  destitute  of  humour ;  the  powers  of  comedy 
had,  evidently,  no  place  in  him  ;  and  these  powers,  unques- 
tionably, are  indispensable  to  the  production  of  high  tragedy ; 
a  position  affirmed  as  long  ago  as  the  days  of  Plato  ;  sound 
in  the  reason  of  the  thing,  and,  above  all,  made  good  in  the 
example  of  Shakespeare  ;  who  was  Shakespeare,  mainly  be- 
cause he  had  all  the  powers  of  the  human  mind  in  harmo- 
nious order  and  action,  and  used  them  all,  explicitly  or  im- 
plicitly, in  every  thing  he  wrote. 

We  shall  omit  to  do  more  than  barely  mention  The  Mas- 
sacre at  Paris,  and  The  Tragedy  of  Dido,  Queen  of  Carthage, 
because  they  add  nothing  either  to  the  extent  or  the  variety 
of  Marlowe's  powers.  The  latter  was  written  by  him  in 
conjunction  with  Thomas  Nash.  We  leave  him,  with  the 
following  just  and  elegant  passage  from  Mr.  Dyce's  Ac- 
rount  of  Peele  and  his  Writings  :  "  When  we  regard  Peela 


JOUN    LYLY.  CCCXVli 

as  a  dramatist,  it  is  difficult  to  separate  him  from  Marlowe 
and  Greene,  with  whom  he  divided  the  admiration  of  his 
contemporaries.  These  three  gifted  men,  though  they  often 
present  to  us  pictures  that  in  design  and  colouring  outrage 
the  truth  of  nature,  are  the  earliest  of  our  tragic  writers 
who  exhibit  any  just  delineation  of  the  workings  of  passion : 
t  heir  language,  though  now  swelling  into  bombast,  and  now 
sinking  into  meanness,  is  generally  rich  with  poetry ;  while 
their  versification,  though  somewhat  monotonous,  is  almost 
always  flowing  and  harmonious.  They  as  much  excel  their 
immediate  predecessors,  as  they  are  themselves  excelled  by 
Shakespeare,  —  by  '  him,  O,  wondrous  him ! '  —  whose  gen- 
ius was  beginning  to  blaze  upon  the  world  about  the  close 
of  their  career." 

Shakespeare  had  several  other  senior  contemporaries,  of 
whom  it  seems  necessary  to  say  a  few  words,  though  it  is 
not  likely  that  they  contributed  much,  if  any  thing,  in  the 
way  of  preparation  for  him.  First  of  these,  in  the  order  of 
time,  is  John  Lyly,  bom  in  1554,  and  M.  A.  in  1576.  He 
had  considerable  wit,  some  poetry,  but  nothing  that  can  be 
properly  termed  dramatic  power.  He  has  a  certain  crisp, 
curt  monotony  of  diction  and  style,  which  caused  him  to  be 
spoken  of  as  "  eloquent  and  witty."  His  persons  all  speak 
in  precisely  the  same  vein,  being  indeed  but  so  many  empty 
figures  or  puppets,  reflecting  the  several  motions  of  the  au- 
thor himself.  His  dramatic  pieces,  of  which  we  have  nine, 
seven  in  prose,  one  in  rhyme,  and  one  in  blank-verse,  seem 
to  have  been  originally  designed  for  Court  entertainments, 
but  were  used  more  or  less  on  the  public  stage,  chiefly  by 
the  juvenile  companies.  Two  of  them,  Alexander  and  Cam- 
paspe,  which  is  reckoned  his  best,  and  Sapho  and  Phao  were 
printed  in  1584;  Endymion,  in  1591 ;  Galathea,  and  Midas, 
in  1592 ;  Mother  Bombie,  in  1594 ;  Woman  in  the  Moon, 
in  1597  ;  The  Maid's  Metamorphosis,  in  1600 ;  and  Love's 
Metamorphosis,  in  1601.  Except  Mother  Bombie,  they  are 


CCCXVlll  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

on  classical  subjects ;  and  all  are  replete  with  that  labcmred 
affectation  of  fine  writing  which  was  distinguished  at  the 
time  as  Euphuism.  One  of  his  main  peculiarities  stands 
in  using,  for  images  and  illustrations,  certain  imaginary  prod- 
ucts of  a  sort  of  artificial  nature,  which  he  got  up  especially 
for  that  purpose ;  as  if  he  could  invent  better  material  for 
poetic  imagery  than  ancient  Nature  had  furnished !  Still  it 
is  not  unlikely  that  we  owe  to  him  somewhat  of  the  polish 
and  flexibility  of  the  Shakespearian  dramatic  diction :  that 
he  could  have  helped  the  Poet  in  any  thing  beyond  mere 
diction,  it  were  absurd  to  suppose. 

Thomas  Lodge  has  before  been  spoken  of  as  joint  author 
with  Greene  of  A  Looking-Glass  for  London  and  England. 
We  have  but  one  other  play  by  him,  entitled  The  Wounds 
of  Civil  War,  and  having  for  its  subject  "  the  true  tragedies 
of  Marius  and  Sylla ; "  written,  probably,  between  1587  and 
1590,  but  not  printed  till  1594.  It  is  in  blank-verse ;  which, 
however,  in  this  case  differs  from  the  most  regular  rhyming 
ten-syllable  verse  in  nothing  but  the  lack  of  consonant  end 
ings.  The  following  judicious  account  of  it  is  given  by  Mr. 
Collier :  "  The  characters  of  old  Marius  and  of  his  younger 
rival  are  drawn  with  great  force,  spirit,  and  distinctness,  — 
a  task  the  more  difficult,  because  they  so  strongly  resemble:! 
each  other  in  the  great  leading  features  of  ambition  and 
cruelty.  Marius  possesses,  however,  far  more  generosity 
and  sterner  courage  than  Sylla,  who  is  impetuously  tyran- 
nical and  wantonly  severe ;  and  the  old  Roman  until  his 
death,  after  his  seventh  consulship,  absorbs  the  interest  of 
the  reader.  Young  Marius  is  also  introduced,  and  is  dis- 
tinguished by  his  fortitude,  his  constancy,  and  his  affection 
for  his  father.  Antony  is  another  prominent  personage,  and 
is  represented  gifted  with  irresistible  eloquence,  of  which 
many  not  unfavourable  specimens  are  inserted.  There  are 
two  females,  Cornelia  and  Fulvia,  the  wife  and  daughter  of 
Sylla ;  the  one  remarkable  for  her  matronly  firmness,  and 
the  otter  for  her  youthful  delicacy  and  tenderness,  which, 


THOMAS    HUGHES.  CCCX1X 

turnover,  do  not  prevent  her  conducting  hei-self  with  the 
resolution  becoming  a  Roman  maid.  A  Clown  and  various 
coarsely-comic  characters  are  employed  in  two  scenes,  in  or- 
der to  enliven  and  vary  the  performance.  The  plot  of  the 
piece  is  founded  chiefly  upon  the  Lives  of  Marius  and  Sylla, 
in  Plutarch,  and  the  scene  is  changed,  just  as  the  necessities 
of  the  poet  required,  from  Rome  to  Pontus,  Minturnum, 
and  Numidia." 

Lodge  is  chiefly  memorable,  in  that  one  of  his  prose 
pieces  was  drawn  upon  for  Shakespeare's  As  You  Like  It ;  a 
sufficient  account  of  which  is  given  in  our  Introduction  to 
that  play. 

Some  mention  has  already  been  made  of  The  Misfortunes 
of  Arthur,  an  historical  drama  written  by  Thomas  Hughes, 
of  Gray's  Inn,  and  acted  before  the  Court  at  Greenwich  in 
1587.  The  piece  is  on  several  accounts  deserving  of  notice. 
It  was  evidently  framed  in  part  on  the  plan  of  Gorboduc ; 
bnt  the  classic  form,  with  the  unities  of  time  and  place,  is 
carefully  followed ;  and  as  the  scope  of  a  history  must  needs 
L-e  too  wide  for  these  conditions,  narrative  is  in  a  large 
measure  substituted  for  representation,  dialogue  and  de- 
scription, for  action.  The  plot  is  as  follows :  King  Arthur 
having  gone  into  Gaul  with  an  army  to  resist  the  claim  of 
tribute  by  Rome,  Mordred,  his  son,  usurps  the  throne,  makes 
love  to  Queen  Guenevora,  his  stepmother,  and  commits  ni- 
cest with  her.  To  maintain  his  usurpation,  he  engages  the 
Irish,  Picts,  Saxons,  and  Normans  on  his  side ;  on  the  land- 
ing of  his  father  at  Dover,  fights  with  him,  is  defeated  and 
driven  into  Cornwall,  where  another  battle  takes  place, 
which  ends  in  the  father  killing  the  son  and  the  son  the 
father.  It  is  therefore  a  piece  of  high-pressure  tragedy,  re- 
dundant of  incest,  slaughter,  and  blood,  so  that  nothing 
could  well  be  more  horrible  and  revolting.  Nevertheless, 
it  is  written  with  great  boldness  and  vigour ;  the  character 
of  Mordred  is  powerfully  drawn,  while  his  ambition,  youth- 
fill  confidence,  and  fiery  recklessness  are  well  contrasted 


CCCXX  HISTORY    OF    THE    DRAMA. 

with  the  milder,  more  cautious,  but  not  less  courageous  sp  xit 
of  Arthur.  The  blank-verse,  too,  in  which  nearly  all  the 
piece  is  written,  is  superior  in  force  and  variety  to  that  of 
any  other  dramatic  writer  before  Marlowe. 

In  respect  of  versification,  the  next  place  after  Marlowe 
among  Shakespeare's  senior  contemporaries  probably  be- 
longs to  Thomas  Kyd.  Nor  is  he  without  very  considerable 
merit  in  other  respects.  Mr.  Collier  has  the  following  judg- 
ment of  him :  "  His  thoughts  are  often  both  new  and  nat- 
ural ;  and  if  in  his  plays  he  dealt  largely  in  blood  and  death, 
he  only  partook  of  the  habit  of  the  time,  in  which  good  sense 
and  discretion  were  often  outraged  for  the  purpose  of  grat- 
ifying the  crowd.  In  taste  he  is  inferior  to  Peele,  but  in 
force  and  character  he  is  his  superior ;  and  if  Kyd's  blank- 
verse  be  not  quite  so  smooth  it  has  decidedly  more  spirit, 
vigour,  and  variety." 

According  to  Ben  Jonson,  Kyd's  Hieronimo  was  first  act- 
ed in  1588 ;  and  his  Spanish  Tragedy,  which  is  really  out  a 
second  part  of  the  former,  was  most  probably  brought  out 
not  long  after.  The  first  is  about  equally  divided  between 
rhyme  and  blank-verse.  The  main  features  of  the  story  are 
the  love  of  Andrea  and  Belimperia,  and  the  death  of  the 
former.  The  characters  of  Andrea  and  his  rival  Balthezar 
are  forcibly  drawn ;  while  the  frank  and  unsuspecting  gen- 
erosity of  the  former  makes  an  effective  contrast  with  the 
subtle  intricacies  of  Lorenzo,  the  nephew  and  heir-apparent 
of  the  Spanish  King.  The  Spanish  Tragedy  is  a  far  higher 
performance.  After  the  death  of  Andrea,  his  young  and 
faithful  friend  Horatio,  son  to  the  hero  of  the  play,  succeeds 
to  his  place  in  the  affections  of  Belimperia.  It  is  upon  this 
that  the  action  turns.  Early  in  the  second  Act,  Horatio  is 
hanged  in  his  father's  garden  by  his  rival  the  Prince  of  Por- 
tugal, and  Lorenzo,  the  lady's  brother.  During  the  rest  of 
the  play,  Hieronimo  is  in  distraction,  always  meditating  re- 
venge, and  always  postponing  the  act,  till  at  last  his  longing 
!-  ;ated  at  the  representation  of  a  play  before  the  King  and 


THOMAS    KYD.  CCCXX1 

Court  of  Spain :  so  that  the  piece  has  some  points  of  re- 
semblance to  Hamlet.  After  the  murder  of  Horatio,  Lo- 
renzo confines  his  sister  in  a  tower.  In  Act  iv.,  Hieronimo 
comes  before  the  King  and  Court  to  demand  justice  upon 
the  murderers  of  his  son,  but  is  put  aside,  almost  without  a 
struggle,  by  Lorenzo :  soon  after,  at  the  casual  mention  of 
Horatio's  name,  the  old  man  starts  from  his  melancholy  ab- 
straction, and  his  mind  wanders  off  in  some  very  pathetic 
exclamations  of  anguish  for  his  bereavement,  and  of  impa- 
tience for  justice  on  the  authors  of  it.  "  He  sees  nothing," 
says  Collier,  "  but  Horatio  in  every  face  he  looks  upon,  and 
all  objects  take  their  colour  and  appearance  from  his  sorrows. 
His  grief  is  not  as  sublime,  but  it  is  as  intense  as  that  of 
Lear;  an',  he  dwells  upon  the  image  of  his  lost  Horatio 
with  not  ess  doting  agony  than  Constance." 

We  have  now  finished  our  account  of  the  English  Drama, 
omitting  nothing,  we  believe,  that  materially  contributed  to 
its  growth  and  formation,  down  to  the  time  when  Shake- 
speare's hand  had  learnt  its  cunning,  so  far,  at  least,  as  any 
previous  examples  were  capable  of  teaching  it.  Perhaps  we 
ought  to  add,  as  illustrating  the  prodigious  rush  of  life  and 
thought  towards  the  drama  in  that  age,  that,  besides  the  au- 
thors already  mentioned,  Henslowe's  Diary  shows  the  names 
of  thirty  other  dramatists,  most  of  whom  have  propagated 
some  part  of  their  workmanship  down  to  our  time.  In 
the  same  document,  during  the  twelve  years  beginning  in 
February,  1591,  we  have  the  titles  recorded  of  no  less  than 
two  hundred  a:id  seventy  pieces,  either  as  original  compo- 
sitions, or  as  revivals  of  older  plays.  As  all  these  entries 
have  reference  only  to  Henslowe's  management ;  and  as, 
during  that  period,  save  for  some  short  intervals,  he  was  con- 
cerned with  the  affairs  of  but  a  single  company,  the  Lord 
Admiral's ;  we  may  from  thence  form  some  tolerable  judg- 
ment of  the  vast  fertility  of  the  age  in  dramatic  Droduction, 


CCCXX11  SHAKESPEARE. 

CHAPTER  VI. 

GENERAL  CRITICISM. 

IT  is  evident  enough,  we  trust,  from  the  foregoing  chap- 
ters, that  the  Historical  Drama  grew  up  simultaneously  with 
Comedy  and  Tragedy,  and  established  itself  as  a  co-ordinate 
species  of  the  Gothic  Drama  in  England.  This  course  was 
dictated  and  demanded  by  public  taste,  and  by  the  intense 
nationality  of  the  English  people,  which  was,  as  indeed  it 
always  must  be,  inextricably  bound  up  with  traditions  of 
the  past,  and  with  the  ancient  currents  of  the  national  life. 
Perhaps,  however,  its  origin  lay,  primarily,  in  the  fact  of  an 
Historical  Religion,  impressing  its  genius  and  efficacy  on  the 
mind  and  character  of  the  nation.  For  we  may  be  assured 
that  such  as  is  the  religion  of  a  people,  such  will  be  their 
drama :  if  the  one  rest  upon  fable,  the  other  will  needs  be 
fabulous ;  if  the  former  stand  on  an  historical  basis,  the  lat- 
ter will  needs  draw  more  or  less  into  history.  And,  where 
an  historical  religion  prevails,  the  Drama,  even  when  it  does 
not  work  specifically  with  the  persons  and  events  of  history ; 
when  it  fetches  its  incidents  and  characters  from  the  realms 
of  imagination ;  will  still  be  historical  in  its  spirit  and  meth- 
od :  the  work  will  proceed  according  to  the  laws,  even  while 
departing  from  the  matter,  of  history ;  so  that  pure  creations 
will  be  formed  upon  the  principles,  and  in  the  order  and 
manner  of  histories.  And  if,  O,  if !  there  arise  a  workman 
having  the  creative  powers  of  a  Shakespeare,  what  he  creates 
will  be,  in  effect,  historical,  and  what  he  borrows  will  come 
from  him  with  all  the  life  and  freshness  of  original  creation ; 
because  he  will  assimilate  and  reproduce  the  dead  matter 
of  fact  in  the  forms  of  living  art. 

So  that  the  early  and  continued  use  of  historical  materials 
on  the  stage  had,  unquestionably,  great  influence  in  moulding 


GENERAL    CRITICISM.  CCCXX1U 

and  determining  the  form  and  structure  of  the  English  na- 
tional Drama  in  all  its  parts  and  branches.  Now,  a  dra- 
matic representation,  in  any  proper  sense  of  the  term,  of  the 
events  and  persons  of  history  is  clearly  incompatible  with 
the  rules  of  the  classic  stage :  the  work  requires  a  larger 
scope,  a  broader  platform,  a  more  varied  and  expansive 
scene :  it  cannot  possibly  live  and  move  under  the  "  cold 
obstruction  "  of  what  may  be  termed  the  minor  unities ;  and 
if  it  undertake  to  do  so,  narrative  and  description  will  needs, 
in  great  part,  take  the  place  of  representation.  In  a  word, 
the  spirit  of  Gothic  Christian  Art  could  no  more  be  em- 
bodied in  the  forms  of  the  Classic  Drama,  than  the  soul  of 
an  eagle  could  organize  itself  into  the  body  of  a  fish,  or  than 
an  acorn  could  be  developed  into  a  violet. 

Here,  then,  was  required  a  principle  of  compensation. 
As  the  mind  was  taken  away  from  the  laws  of  time  and 
place,  it  must  be  delivered  over  to  the  higher  laws  of  rea- 
son. So  that  the  work  lay  under  the  necessity  of  proceed- 
ing in  such  a  way  as  to  make  the  spectator  live  in  his  im- 
agination, not  in  his  senses ;  and  even  his  senses  must,  for 
the  time  being,  be  rationalized,  and,  as  it  were,  made  im- 
aginative. That  is,  instead  of  the  formal  or  numerical 
unities  of  time  and  place,  we  must  have  the  unities  of  intel- 
lectual time  and  intellectual  space :  the  further  the  artist 
departed  from  the  local  and  chronological  succession  of 
things,  the  more  strict  and  manifest  must  be  his  observance 
of  their  logical  and  productive  succession.  Incidents  and 
characters  were  to  be  represented,  not  in  the  order  of  sen- 
sible juxtaposition  or  procession,  but  in  that  of  cause  and 
effect,  of  principle  and  consequence.  Whether,  therefore, 
they  stood  ten  minutes  or  ten  years,  ten  feet  or  ten  miles 
asunder,  mattered  not,  provided  they  were  really  and  evi- 
dently related  in  this  way ;  that  is,  provided  the  unities  of 
action  and  interest  were  made  strong  enough  and  clear 
enough  to  overcome  the  diversities  of  time  and  place.  For, 
here,  it  is  not  where  and  when  a  given  thing  happened,  but 


CCCXXiv  SHAKESPEARE. 

how  it  was  produced  and  why,  whence  it  came  and  whither 
it  tended,  what  caused  it  to  be  that  it  was,  and  to  do  that  it 
did,  that  we  are  mainly  concerned  with. 

Hence  the  well-known  nakedness  of  the  Elizabethan  stage 
in  respect  of  scenic  furniture  and  accompaniment.  The 
weakness,  if  such  it  were,  was  the  source  of  vast  strength. 
It  is  to  this  poverty  of  the  old  stage  that  we  owe,  in  great 
part,  the  immense  riches  of  the  Shakespearian  drama,  foras- 
much as  it  was  thereby  laid  under  a  necessity  of  making  up 
the  defect  of  sensuous  impression  by  working  on  the  rational, 
moral,  and  imaginative  forces  of  the  audience.  And,  un- 
doubtedly, the  modern  way  of  glutting  the  senses  with  a 
profusion  of  showy  and  varied  dress  and  scenery  has  struck, 
and  always  must  strike,  a  dead  palsy  on  the  legitimate  pro- 
cesses of  Gothic  art.  The  decline  of  the  Drama  began  with 
its  beginning,  and  has  kept  pace  with  its  progress.  So  that 
here  we  have  a  forcible  illustration  of  what  is  often  found 
true,  that  men  cannot  get  along  because  there  is  nothing  to 
hinder  them.  For,  in  respect  of  the  moral  and  imaginative 
powers,  it  may  justly  be  affirmed,  that  we  are  often  assisted 
most  when  not  assisted,  and  that  the  right  way  of  helping  us  to 
walk  is  by  leaving  us  to  walk  unhelped.  That  the  soul  may 
find  and  use  her  wings,  it  is  better  that  she  be  left  where 
there  is  little  for  her  feet  to  get  hold  of  and  rest  upon. 
How  emphatically  these  positions  infer  the  profound  Chris- 
tian but  anti-Romish  spirit  of  the  Shakespearian  drama,  is 
indeed  a  great  subject,  but  cannot  here  be  followed  out. 

The  foregoing  chapters  have  also  shown,  it  is  hoped,  that 
the  Gothic  Drama  in  England  was,  in  the  largest  sense,  a 
national  growth,  and  not  the  work  of  any  individual  Neither 
was  it  a  sudden  growth,  as  indeed  nothing  truly  national  ever 
can  be ;  but,  like  the  British  Constitution  itself,  it  was  the 
slow,  gradual,  silent  production  of  centuries,  the  result  of  the 
thoughts  of  many  minds,  in  many  ages.  The  whole  plat- 
form, and  all  that  relates  to  the  formal  construction  of  the 
work,  was  fixed  before  Shakespeare  put  his  hand  to  it ;  so 


GENERAL    CRITICISM.  CCCXXV 

that  what  remained  for  him  to  do,  and  what  he  was  gifted 
for  doing,  was,  to  rear  a  grand  and  beautiful  fabric  on  the 
basis  and  according  to  the  principles  already  settled.  And 
where  we  like  best  to  contemplate  the  Poet  is,  not  in  the 
Isolation  of  those  excellences  which  distinguish  him  above 
(ill  others,  but  as  having  the  mind  of  the  nation,  with  its 
great  past  and  greater  present,  to  back  him  up.  Nor  make 
we  any  question  that  his  greatness  very  much  consisted  in 
that,  as  he  had  the  power,  so  he  gave  himself  freely  to  the 
high  task,  of  mirrouring  forth  for  all  time  the  beatings  of  old 
England's  mighty  heart.  He  therefore  did  not  go,  nor 
needed  he,  to  books,  to  learn  what  others  had  done :  on  the 
contrary,  he  sucked  in  without  stint,  and  to  the  full  measure 
of  his  angelic  capacity,  the  wisdom  and  the  poetry  that  lived 
on  the  lips,  and  in  the  thoughts,  feelings,  sentiments,  and 
manners  of  the  people.  What  he  thus  sucked  in,  he  purged 
from  its  drossy  mixtures,  replenished  with  fresh  vitality,  and 
then  gave  it  back  clothed  in  the  grace  and  strength  of  hia 
own  clear  spirit.  He  told  the  nation,  better,  O,  how  much 
better !  than  any  others  could  do,  just  what  it  wanted  to 
hear,  —  the  very  things  which  its  breast  was  swelling  with, 
only  it  found  not  elsewhere  a  tongue  to  voice  them,  nor  an 
imagination  to  body  them  forth. 

But,  on  this  point,  the  Rev.  Richard  C.  Trench,  in  his 
lately-published  essay  on  the  Genius  of  Calderon,  has  some 
remarks  so  admirable  in  themselves,  and  so  fitting  to  the 
subject,  that  the  reader,  we  doubt  not,  will  thank  us  for 
quoting  them.  And  we  do  this  the  rather  because,  as  the 
matter  in  discussion  was  the  joint  product  of  many  minds, 
BO  it  is  only  by  the  collective  judgment  of  divers  thoughtful 
observers  that  sound  conclusions  respecting  it  are  likely  to 
be  reached.  For,  assuredly,  to  adopt  the  language  of  Burke 
on  another  theme,  the  Shakespearian  Drama  "  takes  in  too 
many  views,  it  makes  too  many  combinations,  to  be  so  much 
as  comprehended  by  shallow  and  superficial  understandings. 
Profound  thinkers  will  know  it  in  its  reason  and  spirit 


CCCXXV1  SHAKESPEARE. 

The  less  inquiring  will  recognise  it  in  their  feelings  and  ex- 
perience." So  that  the  work  in  question  can  no  more  be 
properly  criticised  by  any  one  man  alone,  than  Shakespeare 
could  have  produced  it  alone. 

"  They  convey,"  says  Trench,  "  altogether  a  wrong  im- 
pression of  Calderon,  who,  willing  to  exalt  and  glorify  him 
tne  more,  isolate  him  wholly  from  his  age,  presenting  hiff 
to  us  not  as  one,  the  brightest  indeed,  in  a  galaxy  of  lights, 
but  as  the  sole  particular  star  in  the  firmament  of  Spanish 
dramatic  art.  Those  who  derive  their  impression  from  the 
Schlegels,  especially  from  Augustus,  would  conclude  him  to 
stand  thus  alone,  —  to  stand,  if  one  might  venture  to  em 
ploy  the  allusion,  a  poetical  Melchisedec,  without  spiritual 
father,  without  spiritual  mother,  with  nothing  round  him  to 
explain  or  account  for  the  circumstances  of  his  greatness. 
But  there  are  no  such  appearances  in  literature  :  great  art- 
ists, poets,  or  painters,  or  others,  always  cluster ;  the  con- 
ditions which  produce  one,  produce  many.  They  are  not 
strown,  at  nearly  equable  distances,  through  the  life  of  a 
nation,  but  there  are  periods  of  great  productiveness,  with 
long  intervals  of  comparative  barrenness  between ;  or  it  may 
be  as  indeed  was  the  case  with  Spain,  the  aloe-tree  of  a  na- 
tion's literature  blossoms  but  once. 

"  And  if  this  is  true  in  other  regions  of  art,  above  all  will 
it  be  trup  in  respect  of  the  drama.  In  this,  when  it  deserves 
the  name,  a  nation  is  uttering  itself,  what  is  nearest  to  ita 
heart,  what  it  has  conceived  there  of  life  and  life's  mystery 
and  of  a  possible  reconciliation  between  the  world  which  now 
is  and  that  ideal  world  after  which  it  yearns  ;  and  the  condi- 
tions of  a  people,  which  make  a  great  outburst  of  the  drama 
possible,  make  it  also  inevitable  that  this  will  utter  itself,  not 
by  a  single  voice,  but  by  many.  Even  Shakespeare  himself, 
towering  as  he  does  immeasurably  above  all  his  compeers,  is 
not  a  single,  isolated  peak,  rising  abruptly  from  a  level  plain, 
but  one  of  a  chain  and  cluster  of  mountain-summits ;  and 
bis  altitude,  so  far  from  being  dwarfed  and  diminished,  cao 


GENERAL    CRITICISM  CCCXXVM 

or  Jy  be  rightly  estimated  when  it  is  regarded  in  relation  with 
theirs." 

In  another  part  of  the  same  book  we  have  the  following 
just  and  appropriate  passage :  "  Greece,  England,  and  Spain 
are  the  only  three  countries,  in  the  western  world  at  least, 
which  boast  an  independent  drama,  one  going  its  own  way, 
growing  out  of  its  own  roots ;  not  timidly  asking  what  others 
have  done  before,  but  boldly  doing  that  which  its  own  native 
impulses  urged  it  to  do ;  the  utterance  of  the  national  heart 
and  will,  accepting  no  laws  from  without,  but  only  those 
which  it  has  imposed  on  itself,  as  laws  of  its  true  liberty,  and 
not  of  bondage.  The  Roman  drama  and  the  French  are 
avowedly  imitations  ;  nor  can  all  the  vigour  and  even  origi- 
nality in  detail,  which  the  former  displays,  vindicate  for  it  an 
independent  position :  much  less  can  the  latter,  which,  at 
least  in  the  nobler  region  of  tragedy,  is  altogether  an  arti- 
ficial production,  claim  this ;  indeed  it  does  not  seek  to  do 
so,  finding  its  glory  in  the  renunciation  of  any  such  claim. 
Germany  has  some  fine  plays,  but  no  national  dramatic  lit- 
erature ;  the  same  must  be  said  of  Italy ;  and  the  period 
has  long  since  passed  for  both  when  it  would  have  been  pos- 
sible that  this  want  should  be  supplied." 

After  so  much  said  respecting  what  Shakespeare  had  in 
common  with  others,  and  what  was  furnished  to  his  hand  in 
the  way  of  prescription  and  accumulation,  it  is  now  time  to 
speak  more  particularly  of  what  was  original  and  peculiar  to 
himself. 

First  and  foremost,  then,  of  the  things  wherein  he  is  spe- 
cially distinguished  from  all  who  went  before  him,  stands,  in 
our  view,  what  we  know  not  better  how  to  designate  than  as 
Dramatic  Composition.  Among  his  predecessors  and  senior 
contemporaries,  there  was,  properly  speaking,  no  dramatic 
artist.  What  had  been  done  was  not  truly  art,  but  a  prep- 
aration of  materials,  and  a  settlement  of  the  preliminaries 
of  art.  Up  to  his  time,  there  was  little  more  than  the  ele- 
ments of  the  work  lying  scattered  here  and  there,  some  IP 


CCCXXviii  SHAKESPEARE. 

greater,  some  in  less  perfection,  and  still  requiring  to  he 
gathered  up  and  combined  in  right  proportions,  and  undei 
the  proper  laws  of  dramatic  life.  Take  any  English  drama 
written  before  his,  and  you  will  find  that  the  several  parts 
and  particulars  do  not  stand  or  draw  together  in  any  thing 
like  organic  consistency  and  wholeness :  the  work  is  not  truly 
a  concrescence  of  persons  and  events,  but  only,  at  the  best, 
a  mere  succession  or  aggregation  of  them  ;  so  that,  for  tbe 
most  part,  each  would  both  be  and  appear  just  as  it  does,  if 
detached  from  the  others,  and  viewed  by  itself.  Instead, 
therefore,  of  a  vital  unity,  like  that  of  a  tree,  the  work  has 
but  a  sort  of  aggregative  unity,  like  a  heap  of  sand. 

Which  may,  in  some  fair  measure,  suggest  what  we  mean 
by  dramatic  composition.  For  a  drama,  regarded  as  a  work 
of  art,  should  be,  in  the  strictest  sense  of  the  term,  a  society ; 
that  is,  not  merely  a  numerical  collocation  or  juxtaposition, 
but  a  living  contexture  of  persons  and  events.  For  men's 
natures  do  not,  neither  can  they,  unfold  themselves  severally 
and  individually ;  their  development  proceeds  from,  through, 
and  by  each  other ;  so  that  many  must  grow  up  together,  in 
order  for  any  one  to  grow.  And,  besides  their  individual 
circulations,  they  have  a  public,  common  circulation  :  their 
characters  interpenetrate,  more  or  less,  one  with  another, 
and  stand  all  together  in  mutual  dependence  and  support. 
Nor  does  this  vital  coherence  and  reciprocity  hold  between 
the  several  characters  merely,  but  also  between  these,  taken 
collectively,  and  the  various  conditions,  objects,  circumstances, 
influences,  amidst  which  they  have  grown.  So  that  the  whole 
is  like  a  large,  full-grown  tree,  which  is  in  truth  made  up  of 
a  multitude  of  little  trees,  all  growing  from  a  common  root, 
nourished  by  a  common  sap,  and  bound  together  in  a  com- 
mon lifa. 

Now,  in  Shakespeare's  dramas  —  we  do  not  say  in  all  of 
them,  for  some  were  but  the  work  of  Shakespeare  the  ap- 
prentice, but  in  most  of  them  —  the  several  parts,  charac- 
ters and  incidents,  are  knit  together  in  this  sort  of  organic 


GENERAL    CRITICISM.  CCCXX1X 

intertexture,  so  as  to  be  all  truly  members  one  cf  another. 
Each  needs  all  the  others ;  each  helps  all  the  others ;  each 
is  made  what  it  is  by  the  presence  of  all  the  others.  Noth- 
ing stands  alone ;  nothing  exists  merely  for  itself.  The  per- 
sons not  only  have  each  their  several  development,  but  also, 
besides  this,  and  running  into  this,  a  development  in  com- 
mon. And  as  each  lives  and  moves  and  has  his  being,  BO 
each  is  to  be  understood  and  interpreted,  with  reference,  ex- 
plicit or  implicit,  to  all  the  others.  And  there  is  not  only 
this  coherence  of  the  characters  represented,  one  with  an- 
other, but  also  of  them  all  with  the  events  and  circum- 
stances of  the  representation.  It  is  from  this  mutual  mem- 
bership, this  participation  of  each  in  all,  and  of  all  in  each, 
this  co-efficient  action  of  all  the  parts  to  a  common  end  ;  it 
is  from  this  that  the  work  derives  its  specific  character  and 
effect. 

So  that  a  drama  may  be  fitly  spoken  of  as  an  organic 
structure.  And  such  it  must  be,  to  answer  the  conditions 
of  a  work  of  art.  Here  we  have  a  highly  complex  thing ; 
a  thing  made  up  of  divers  parts  and  elements,  with  a  course 
or  circulation  of  mutual  inference  and  affinity  pervading 
them  all,  and  binding  them  up  together,  so  as  to  give  to  the 
whole  the  character  of  a  multitudinous  unit ;  just  as  in  the 
illustration,  before  used,  of  a  large  tree  made  up  of  innu- 
merable little  trees.  And  it  seems  plain  enough,  that  the 
larger  the  number  and  variety  of  parts  embraced  in  the 
work ;  that  the  more  diversified  it  is  in  matter  and  nr.ive- 
ment;  the  greater  the  strength  of  art  required  for  keeping 
every  thing  within  the  terms  of  organic  unity ;  while,  pro- 
vided this  be  done,  the  richer  and  grander  also  is  the  im- 
pression produced. 

Now,  this  is  precisely  the  behest  and  hardest  part  of 
dramatic  creation:  in  the  whole  domain  of  literary  work- 
manship, there  is  no  one  thing  so  rarely  attained,  none  that 
BO  few  have  been  found  capable  of  attaining,  as  this.  And 
yet  in  this  Shakespeare  was  absolutely  —  we  speak  advisedly 


CCCXXX  SHAKESPEARE. 

—  without  any  teacher  or  predecessor  whatsoever  j  —  not  «j 
say,  what  probably  might  be  said  without  the  least  hazard, 
that  it  is  a  thing  which  no  man  or  number  of  men  could 
impart ;  for  it  seems  to  be  a  matter  of  original  gift  or  en- 
dowment, so  that  no  force  of  instruction  or  example  were 
adequate  to  its  production.  And,  in  our  view  of  the  subject, 
the  most  distinguishing  feature  of  the  Poet's  genius  lay  in 
this  power  of  broad  and  varied  combination :  his  highest 
and  most  peculiar  gift,  we  take  it,  was  the  deep  intuitive— 
perception  which  thus  enabled  him  to  put  a  multitude  of 
things  together,  so  that  each  should  exactly  fit  and  finish  the 
others.  In  some  of  bia'v^Sks,  as  Pericles,  Titus  Andronicus. 
and  the  Three  Partsw  King  Henry  VL,  though  we  have, 
especially  in  the  latter,  very  considerable  skill  at  individual 
character,  —  far  more  indeed  than  in  any  English  plays  pre- 
ceding them,  —  theri^Jisj  certainly  little,  perhaps_noihing, 
that  cftn  be  properly  called  dramatic  composition.  In  sev- 
eral, again,  as  The  Two  Gentlemen  of 'Verona,  Love's  La- 
bour's Lost,  and  King  John,  we  have  but  the  beginnings  and 
first  stages  of  it  But  in  divers  others,  as  The  Tempest,  the 
First  Part  of  King  Henry  IV.,  Antony  and  Cleopatra,  Ham- 
let, Maskgjii,  Othello,  and  King  Lear,  it  is  found,  if  not  in 
entire  perfection,  at  least  so  nearly  perfect,  that  there  has 
yet  been  no  criticism  competent  to  point  out  the  defect. 

We  have  said  that,  as  regards  the  matter  in  hand,  Shake- 
speare was  without  any  instruction  or  example.  For  th/1 
Classic  Drama,  had  he  been  ever  so  well  acquainted  with  it, 
couid  not  have  helped  him  here  at  all,  if  indeed  it  would  not 
have  proved  a  hindrance  to  him ;  and  this,  because  of  its 
essential  difference  from  the  Drama  in  which  he  was  called 
to  work.  Which  naturally  leads  us  to  start  a  few  points  of 
comparison  between  the  two  ;  for  we  can  but  start  them. 

Now,  the  Classic  Drama,  like  the  Classic  Architecture,  ib 
all  light,  graceful,  airy,  in  its  forms ;  whereas  the  Gothic  s 
in  nature  and  design  profound,  solemn,  majestic.  Beauty  \B 
the  life  of  the  one  ;  sublimity,  of  the  other  The  genius  of 


GENERAL    CRITICISM.  CCCXXX1 

that  runs  to  a  simple  expressiveness  ;  of  this,  to  a  manifold 
suggestiveness.  There  the  mind  is  drawn  more  to  objects ; 
here,  more  to  relations.  As  a  natural  consequence,  the 
Classic  detaches  things  as  much  as  possible,  and  sets  each 
out  by  itself  in  the  utmost  clearness  and  definiteness  of  view  ; 
while  the  Gotliic  associates  and  combines  them  in  the  largest 
possible  variety  consistent  with  unity  of  interest  and  impres- 
sion, so  as  to  produce  the  effect  of  indefiniteness  and  mys- 
tery. Thus  the  latter  is  like  a  vast  cathedral,  which,  by  its 
complexity  of  structure,  while  catching  the  eye  would  fain 
lift  the  thoughts  to  something  greater  and  better  than  the 
world,  making  the  spectator  feel  his  littleness,  and  even  its 
own  littleness,  in  comparison  of  that  which  its  suggests. 
For,  in  this  broad  and  manifold  diversity  struggling  up  into 
unity,  we  may  recognise  the  awe-inspiring  grandeur  and 
sublimity  of  the  Gothic  architecture,  as  distinguished  from 
the  airy,  cheerful  beauty  of  the  Classic.  Such  was  the  dif- 
ference between  the  spirit  of  Classic  art  and  the  spirit  of 
Gothic  art.  The  two  were  of  distinct  and  incommunicable 
natures ;  so  that  no  examples  of  the  one  could  yield  any 
<urthexance  to  the  creation  of  the  other. 

The  peculiarity  of  Shakespeare,  next  to  be  noticed,  in 
respect  of  those  who  preceded  him,  has  reference  to  his 
mode  of  conceiving  and  working  out  character.  We  have 
already  seen,  that  with  several  writers  who  went  before  him 
characters  were  discriminated  and  sustained  with  consider- 
able judgment  and  skill.  Still  we  feel  a  want  of  reality 
about  them :  they  are  not.  men  and  women  themselves,  but 
only  the  outsides  and  appearances  of  men  and  women ; 
often,  it  is  true,  having  a  good  measure  of  coherence  and 
distinctness,  but  yet  mere  appearances ;  with  nothing  be- 
neath or  behind  them,  to  give  them  real  substance  and  so- 
lidity. Of  course,  therefore,  the  parts  that  are  actually 
represented  are  all  that  they  have  ;  they  stand  for  no  more 
than  simply  what  is  shown ;  there  is  nothing  in  them  or  of 
them  but  what  meets  the  spectator's  sense ;  so  that,  however 


CCCXXXll  SHAKESPEARE. 

good  to  look  at,  they  will  not  bear  looking  into ;  because  the 
outside,  that  which  is  directly  seen  or  heard,  really  exhausts 
their  whole  meaning  and  significance. 

The  authors,  then,  as  already  intimated,  instead  of  begin- 
ning at  the  heart  of  a  character,  and  worki'  g  outwards,  be- 
gan at  the  surface,  and  worked  the  other  way ;  and  so  were 
precluded  from  getting  beyond  the  surface  by  their  mode  of 
procedure.  It  is  as  if  the  shell  of  an  egg  should  be  fully 
formed  and  finished,  before  the  contents  were  prepared  ;  in 
which  case  the  contents,  of  course,  could  not  be  got  into  it. 
It  would  have  to  remain  a  shell,  and  nothing  more :  as  such, 
it  might  do  well  enough  for  a  show ;  just  as  well  indeed  as 
if  it  were  full  of  meat ;  but  it  would  not  stand  the  weighing ; 
so  that  none  but  the  poor  innocent  hens  themselves  would 
long  be  taken  in  by  it. 

With  Shakespeare,  all  this  is  just  precisely  reversed.  His 
egg  is  a  real  egg,  brimful  of  meat,  and  not  an  empty  shell ; 
and  this,  because  the  formation  began  at  the  centre,  and  the 
shell  was  formed  last.  He  gives  us  not  the  mere  imitations 
or  appearances  of  things,  but  the  very  things  themselves. 
His  characters  have  more  or  less  of  surface,  but  they  are 
solids  :  what  is  actually  and  directly  shown,  is  often  the  least 
part  of  them,  never  the  whole :  the  rest  is  left  to  be  in- 
ferred ;  and  the  showing  is  so  managed,  withal,  that  the  in- 
ferential process  is  naturally  started  and  propagated  in  the 
spectator's  mind. 

All  which  clearly  implies  that  Shakespeare  conceived  his 
persons,  not  from  their  outside,  but  in  their  rudiments  and 
first  principles.  He  begins  at  the  heart  of  a  character,  and 
unfolds  it  outwards,  forming  and  compacting  all  the  internal 
parts  and  organs  as  he  unfolds  it ;  and  the  development, 
even  because  it  is  a  real  and  true  development,  proceeds  at 
every  step,  not  by  mere  addition  or  aggregation  of  partic- 
ulars, but  by  digestion  and  vital  assimilation  of  all  the  mat- 
ter that  enters  into  the  structure  ;  there  being  sent,  in  virtue 
of  the  life  that  pervades  the  thing,  iust  such  elements,  and 


GENERAL    CRITICISM.  CCCXXX111 

just  so  much  of  them,  to  every  organ,  ,as  is  necessary  to  its 
formation.  The  result  of  this  wonderful  process  is,  that  the 
characters  stand  for  vastly  more  than  is  or  can  be  directly 
seen :  there  is  food  for  endless  thought  and  reflection  in 
them :  beneath  and  behind  the  surface,  there  is  all  the  sub- 
stance that  the  surface  promises  or  is  able  to  contain,  —  an 
inexhaustible  stock  of  meaning  and  significance  beyond  what 
appears  ;  so  that  the  further  they  are  looked  into,  the  more 
of  truth  they  are  found  to  contain. 

Thus  the  Poet's  genius  seems  to  have  dwelt  "  at  Nature's 
inner  shrine,  where  she  works  most  when  we  perceive  her 
least."  There  is,  therefore,  no  extravagance  in  the  justly- 
celebrated  criticism  of  Pope.  "  The  poetry  of  Shakespeare," 
says  he,  "  was  inspiration  indeed :  he  is  not  so  much  an  im- 
•tator  as  an  instrument  of  Nature ;  and  it  is  not  so  just  to 
say  that  he  speaks  from  her,  as  that  she  speaks  through 
nim.  His  characters  are  so  much  Nature  herself,  that  it  is 
a  sort  of  injury  to  call  them  by  so  distant  a  name  as  copies 
of  her." 

On  this  point,  we  find,  in  an  essay  by  Mr.  Maurice  Mor- 
gan on  the  Dramatic  Character  of  Sir  John  Falstaff,  some 
remarks  so  exceedingly  apt  and  striking,  that  we  cannot 
make  up  our  mind  to  withhold  them : 

"  The  reader  must  be  sensible  of  something  in  the  com- 
position  of  Shakespeare's  characters,  which  renders  them 
essentially  different  from  those  drawn  by  other  writers.  The 
characters  of  every  drama  must  indeed  be  grouped ;  but  in 
the  groups  of  other  poets  the  parts  which  are  not  seen  do 
not  in  fact  exist.  But  there  is  a  certain  roundness  and  in- 
tegrity in  the  forms  of  Shakespeare,  which  give  them  an 
independence  as  well  as  a  relation,  hisomuch  that  we  often 
meet  with  passages  which,  though  perfectly  felt,  cannot  be 
gufficiently  explained  in  words  without  unfolding  the  whole 
character  of  the  speaker. 

"Bodies  of  all  kinds,  whether  metais,  plants,  or  animals, 
are  supposed  to  possess  certain  first  principles  of  bring,  ar.d 


.'CCXXX1V  SHAKESPEARE. 

to  have  an  existence  independent,  of  the  accidents  which 
form  their  magnitude  or  growth.  These  accidents  are  sup- 
posed to  be  drawn  in  from  the  surrounding  elements,  bat 
not  indiscriminately ;  each  plant  and  each  animal  imbibes 
those  things  only  which  are  proper  to  its  own  distinct  na- 
ture, and  which  have,  besides,  such  a  secret  relation  to  each 
other,  as  to  be  capable  of  forming  a  perfect  union  and  coa- 
lescence :  but  so  variously  are  the  surrounding  elements 
mingled  and  disposed,  that  each  particular  body,  even  of 
those  under  the  same  species,  has  yet  some  peculiar  of  its 
own.  Shakespeare  appears  to  have  considered  the  being 
and  growth  of  the  human  mind  as  analogous  to  this  sys- 
tem. .  .  . 

"  The  reader  will  not  now  be  surprised  if  I  affirm  that 
those  characters  in  Shakespeare,  which  are  seen  only  in  part, 
are  yet  capable  of  being  unfolded  and  understood  in  the 
whole ;  every  part  being  in  fact  relative,  and  inferring  all  the 
rest.  It  is  true  that  the  point  of  action  or  sentiment,  which 
we  are  most  concerned  in,  is  always  held  out  for  our  special 
notice.  But  who  does  not  perceive  that  there  is  a  peculiar- 
ity about  it,  which  conveys  a  relish  of  the  whole  ?  And 
very  frequently,  when  no  particular  point  presses,  he  boldly 
makes  a  character  act  and  speak  from  those  parts  of  the 
composition  which  are  inferred  only,  and  not  distinctly 
shown.  This  produces  a  wonderful  effect ;  it  seems  to  carry 
us  beyond  the  Poet  to  nature  itself,  and  gives  an  integrity 
and  truth  to  facts  and  character,  which  they  could  not  other- 
wise obtain.  And  this  is  in  reality  that  art  in  Shakespeare, 
which,  being  withdrawn  from  our  notice,  we  more  emphat- 
ically call  nature.  A  felt  propriety  and  truth  from  causes 
unseen,  I  take  to  be  the  highest  point  of  poetic  composition. 
If  the  characters  of  Shakespeare  are  thus  whole,  and,  as  it 
were,  original,  while  those  of  almost  all  other  writers  are 
mere  imitation,  it  may  be  fit  to  consider  them  rather  as  his- 
toric than  dramatic  beings ;  and,  when  occasion  requires,  to 
account  for  their  conduct  from  the  whole,  of  character,  from 


GENERAL    CRITICISM.  CCCXXXT 

general  principles,  from  latent  motives,  and  from  policies  not 
avowed." 

It  is  also  to  be  noted,  that  Shakespeare's  characters,  gen- 
erally, are  not  exhibited  in  any  one  fixed  state  or  cast  of 
formation.  There  is  a  certain  vital  limberness  and  ductility 
in  them,  so  that  upon  their  essential  identity  more  or  less  of 
mutation  is  ever  supervening.  They  grow  on  and  unfold 
themselves  under  our  eye  :  we  see  them  in  their  course  of 
development,  in  the  act  and  process  of  becoming ;  under- 
going divers  changes,  passing  through  divers  stages,  ani- 
mated by  mixed  and  various  motives  and  impulses,  passion 
alternating  with  passion,  purpose  with  purpose,  train  of 
thought  with  train  of  thought ;  so  that  they  often  end  great- 
ly modified  from  what  they  were  at  the  beginning ;  the  same, 
and  yet  another.  Thus  they  have,  to  our  minds,  a  past  and 
future,  as  well  as  a  present ;  and  even  in  what  we  see  of 
them  at  any  given  moment  there  is  involved  something  both 
of  history  and  of  prophecy. 

All  this,  indeed,  is  but  a  part  of  that  complexity  which 
belongs  to  the  spirit  of  Gothic  art  in  all  its  forms.  So  that 
here  we  have  still  further  reason,  in  the  nature  of  the  tiling, 
why  the  Gothic  Drama  was  bound  to  override  and  ignore 
the  minor  unities.  For,  as  it  is  unnatural  that  a  man  should 
continue  altogether  the  same  character,  or  subject  to  the 
same  passion,  or  absorbed  in  the  same  purpose,  through  a 
period  of  ten  years ;  so  it  is  equally  against  nature,  that  he 
should  undergo  much  change  of  character,  or  be  occupied 
by  various  passions,  or  get  engrossed  in  many  purposes,  the 
same  day.  If,  therefore,  a  character  is  to  be  represented 
under  divers  phases  and  fluctuations,  the  nature  of  the  work 
evidently  requires  much  length  of  time,  a  great  variety  of  ob- 
jects and  influences,  and,  consequently,  a  wide  range  of  place. 
On  the  other  hand,  the  clearness  and  simplicity  of  design 
and  structure,  which  belong  to  Classic  art,  necessarily  pre- 
clude, in  the  Drama,  any  great  diversity  of  time  and  place  j 
since,  as  the  genius  of  the  work  requires  character  to  b« 


CCCXXXV1  SHAKESPEARE. 

represented  only  under  a  single  and  uniform  aspect,  the  time 
and  place  of  the  representation  must  needs  be  limited.  So 
that  the  same  principle  which,  in  the  Classic  Drama,  made 
it  necessary  to  observe  the  minor  unities,  made  it  equally 
necessary  to  disregard  them  in  the  Gothic  Drama  ;  the  com- 
plexity of  the  latter,  with  its  implied  vicissitudes  of  charao- 
ter,  being  naturally  incompatible  with  them. 

Again :  The  organic  fitness  and  correspondence  of  part  with 
part,  which  we  have  found  in  Shakespeare's  dramatic  com- 
position, is  equally  maintained  in  his  individual  characterisa- 
tion. Now,  it  is  quite  notorious,  that  in  his  works,  far  more 
than  in  almost  any  others,  every  thing  appears  to  come,  not 
from  him,  but  from  the  characters ;  and  from  the  characters, 
too,  speaking,  not  as  authors,  but  simply  as  men.  The  rea- 
son of  which  must  be,  that  the  word  is  most  admirably 
suited  to  the  character,  the  character  to  the  word ;  every 
thing  exactly  fitting  into  and  filling  its  place.  Doubtless 
there  are  many  things  which,  considered  by  themselves, 
might  be  bettered  ;  but  it  is  not  for  themselves  that  he  uses 
them,  but  as  being  characteristic  of  the  persons  from  whom 
they  proceed  ;  and  the  fact  of  their  seeming  to  proceed  from 
the  persons,  not  from  him,  is  the  best  possible  proof  of  his 
good  judgment  in  using  them.  Hence  it  is,  that  in  reading 
his  works  we  think  not  of  him,  but  only  of  what  he  is  de- 
scribing :  we  can  scarce  realize  his  existence,  his  individuality 
is  so  lost  in  the  objects  and  characters  he  brings  before  us. 
That  he  should  have  known  so  perfectly  how  to  avoid  giving 
too  much  or  too  little ;  that  he  should  have  let  out  and 
drawn  in  the  reins  at  the  precise  time  and  place  where  the 
subject  required;  —  this,  as  it  evinces  an  almost  inconceiv- 
able delicacy  of  mind,  is  also  one  of  the  points  wherein  there 
was  the  least  to  be  learned  from  his  predecessors. 

And  not  only  does  he  so  select  and  apportion  the  several 
elements  of  a  character  that  they  coalesce  into  perfect  or- 
ganic wholeness,  but  also  so  orders  and  moves  the  several 
characters  of  a  play,  as  that  they  may  best  draw  out  one 


GENERAL    CRITICISM.  CCCXXXV'll 

another  by  mutual  influences,  and  set  off  each  other  by  mu- 
tual contrasts.  And  not  the  least  wonderful  thing  in  his 
works  is  the  exquisite  congruity  of  what  comes  from  the 
persons  with  all  the  circumstances  and  influences  under 
which  they  are  represented  as  acting ;  their  transpirations 
of  character  being,  withal,  so  disposed  that  the  principle  of 
them  shines  out  freely  and  Clearly  on  the  mind.  It  is  true, 
his  persons,  like  those  in  real  life,  act  so,  chiefly  because 
they  are  so ;  but  so  perfectly  does  he  seize  and  impart  the 
germ  of  a  character,  along  with  the  proper  conditions  of  its 
development,  that  the  results  seem  to  follow  all  of  their  own 
accord.  Thus  in  his  delineations  every  thing  is  fitted  to 
every  other  thing ;  so  that  each  requires  and  infers  the 
others,  and  all  hang  together  in  most  natural  coherence  and 
congruity. 

To  exemplify  this  point  a  little  more  in  detail,  let  us  take 
his  treatment  of  passion.  How  many  forms,  degrees,  vari- 
eties of  passion  he  has  portrayed!  yet  we  are  not  aware 
that  any  instance  of  unfitness  or  disproportion  has  ever  been 
successfully  pointed  out  in  his  works.  With  but  two  or 
three  exceptions  at  the  most,  so  perfect  is  the  correspond- 
ence between  the  passion  and  the  character,  and  so  freely 
and  fitly  does  the  former  grow  out  of  the  circumstances  in 
which  the  latter  is  placed,  that  we  have  no  difficulty  in  jus- 
tifying and  accounting  for  the  passion.  So  that  the  passion 
is  thoroughly  characteristic,  and  pervaded  with  the  individ- 
uality of  its  subject.  And  this  holds  true  not  only  of  dif- 
ferent passions,  but  of  different  modifications  of  the  same 
passion ;  the  forms  of  love,  for  instance,  being  just  as  various 
and  distinct  as  the  characters  in  which  it  is  shown.  More- 
over, he  unfolds  a  passion  in  its  rise  and  progress,  its  turns 
and  vicissitudes,  its  ebbings  and  Sowings,  so  that  we  go 
along  with  n  freely  and  naturally  from  first  to  last.  Even 
when,  as  in  case  of  Ferdinand  and  Miranda,  or  of  Romeo 
and  Juliet,  he  ushers  in  the  passion  at  its  full  height,  he  so 
contrives  to  throw  the  mind  back  or  around  upon  varioui 


eccxxxvm  SHAKESPEARE. 

predisposing  causes  and  circumstances,  as  to  carry  our  sym- 
pathies through  without  any  revulsion.  Now,  in  this  intui- 
tive perception  of  the  exact  kind  and  degree  of  passion  and 
character  that  are  suited  to  each  other  ;  in  this  quick,  sure 
insight  of  the  internal  workings  of  a  given  mind,  and  the 
why,  when,  and  how  far,  it  should  be  moved ;  and  in  this 
accurate  letting  out  and  curbing  in  of  a  passion,  precisely 
as  the  law  of  its  individuality  requires ;  he  shows  himself 
far  beyond  the  instructions  of  all  who  preceded  him. 

Nor  is  this  the  only  direction  in  which  he  maintains  the 
fitness  of  things :  he  keeps  the  matter  right  towards  us,  as 
well  as  towards  his  characters.  It  is  true,  he  often  lays  on 
us  burdens  of  passion  that  would  not  be  borne  in  any  other 
writer.  But,  whether  he  wrings  the  heart  with  pity,  or 
freezes  the  blood  with  terror,  or  fires  the  soul  with  indigna- 
tion, the  genial  reader  still  rises  from  his  pages  refreshed. 
The  reason  of  which  is,  instruction  keeps  pace  with  excite- 
ment :  he  strengthens  the  mind  in  proportion  as  he  loads  it. 
He  has  been  called  the  great  master  of  passion  :  doubtless 
he  is  so  ;  yet  he  makes  us  think  as  intensely  as  he  requires 
us  to  feel ;  while  opening  the  deepest  fountains  of  the  heart, 
he  at  the  same  time  unfolds  the  highest  energies  of  the  head. 
Nay,  with  such  consummate  art  does  he  manage  the  fiercest 
tempests  of  our  being,  that  in  a  healthy  mind  the  witness- 
ing of  them  is  always  attended  with  an  overbalance  of 
pleasure.  With  the  very  whirlwinds  of  passion  he  so  blends 
the  softening  and  alleviating  influences  of  poetry,  that  they 
relish  of  nothing  but  sweetness  and  health.  For  while,  as 
a  philosopher,  he  surpassed  all  other  philosophers  in  power 
to  discern  the  passions  of  men ;  as  an  artist,  he  also  excelled 
all  other  artists  in  skill  "  so  to  temper  passion,  that  our  ears 
take  pleasure  in  their  pain,  and  eyes  in  tears  both  weep  and 
smile." 

Another  point  which  ought  not  to  be  passed  by  in  silence 
is  the  perfect  evenhandedness  of  Shakespeare's  representa- 
tions. For  among  all  his  characters  we  cannot  discover 


GENERAL    CRITICISM.  CCCXXXIX 

from  the  delineation  itself  that  he  preferred  any  one  to  an- 
other ;  though  of  course  we  cannot  imagine  it  possible  for 
any  man  to  regard  Edmund  and  Edgar,  for  example,  or 
lago  and  Desdemona,  with  the  same  feelings.  It  is  as  if  the 
scenes  of  his  drama  were  forced  on  his  observation  against 
his  will,  himself  being  under  a  solemn  oath  to  report  the 
truth,  the  whole  truth,  and  nothing  but  the  truth.  He  thus 
uniformly  leaves  the  characters  to  make  their  own  impres- 
sion on  us :  he  is  their  mouthpiece,  not  they  his ;  and  be- 
cause  he  would  not  serve  as  the  advocate  of  any,  therefore 
he  was  able  to  stand  as  the  representative  of  alL  With  the 
honour  or  shame,  the  right  or  wrong,  of  their  actions,  he  has 
nothing  to  do :  that  they  are  so,  and  act  so,  is  their  concern, 
not  his  ;  and  his  business  is,  not  to  reform  nor  deprave,  not 
to  censure  nor  approve  them,  but  simply  to  tell  the  truth 
about  them,  whithersoever  it  may  lead  him.  Accordingly, 
he  is  not  wont  to  exhibit  either  utterly  worthless  or  utterly 
faultless  monsters ;  persons  too  good  or  too  bad  to  exist ; 
too  high  to  be  loved,  or  too  low  to  be  pitied :  even  his  worst 
characters  (unless  we  should  except  Goneril  and  Regan,  and 
even  their  blood  is  red  like  ours)  have  some  slight  fragrance 
of  humanity  about  them,  some  indefinable  touches,  which 
redeem  them  from  utter  hatred  and  execration,  and  keep 
them  within  the  pale  of  human  sympathy,  or  at  least  of  hu- 
man pity. 

Nor  does  he  bring  in  any  characters  as  the  mere  shadows, 
or  instruments,  or  appendages  of  others.  All  the  persons, 
high  and  low,  contain  within  themselves  the  reason  why  -.hey 
are  there  and  not  elsewhere,  why  they  are  so  and  not  other- 
wise. None  are  forced  in  upon  the  scene  merely  to  supply 
the  place  of  others,  and  so  to  be  trifled  with  till  the  others 
are  ready  to  return  ;  but  each  is  treated  in  his  turn  as  though 
he  were  the  main  character  of  the  piece.  So  true  is  this, 
that  even  if  one  character  comes  in  as  the  satellite  of  an- 
other, he  does  so  by  a  right  and  an  impulse  of  his  o  TO  ;  he 
is  all  the  while  but  obeying,  or  rather  executing  the  lav  of 


CCCX1  SHAKESPEARE. 

his  individuality,  and  has  just  as  much  claim  on  the  otner 
for  a  primary,  as  the  other  has  on  him  for  a  satellite.  The 
consequence  is,  that  all  the  characters  are  developed,  not 
indeed  at  equal  length,  but  with  equal  perfectness  as  far  as 
they  go ;  for,  to  make  the  dwarf  fill  the  same  space  as  the 
giant,  were  to  dilute,  not  develope,  the  dwarf. 

Passing  allusion  has  already  been  made  once  or  twice  to 
Shakespeare's  humour.  This  is  so  large  and  so  operative  aii 
element  of  his  genius,  that  something  further  ought  to  be 
said  of  it.  And  perhaps  there  is  nothing  in  his  composition 
of  which  it  is  more  difficult  to  give  a  satisfactory  account. 
For  it  is  nowise  a  distinct  or  separable  thing  with  him,  act- 
ing alone  or  occasionally,  and  so  to  be  viewed  by  itself,  but 
a  perfusive  and  permeating  ingredient  of  bis  make-up :  it 
acts  as  a  sort  of  common  solvent,  in  which  different  and 
even  opposite  lines  of  thought,  states  of  mind,  and  forms  of 
life  are  melted  into  happy  reconcilement  and  co-operation. 
Through  this,  as  a  kind  of  pervading  and  essential  sap,  is 
carried  on  a  free  intercourse  and  circulation  between  the 
moral  and  intellectual  parts  of  bis  being ;  and  hence,  per- 
haps, in  part,  that  wonderful  catholicity  of  mind  which  gen- 
erally marks  his  representations. 

It  naturally  follows  from  this  that  the  Poet's  humour  is 
widely  diversified  in  its  exhibitions.  There  is  indeed  no  part 
of  him  that  acts  with  greater  versatility.  It  imparts  a  cer- 
tain wholesome  earnestness  to  his  most  sportive  moods, 
making  them  like  the  honest  and  whole-hearted  play  of 
childhood,  than  which  human  life  has  nothing  that  proceeds 
more  in  earnest.  For  who  has  not  found  it  a  property  of 
childhood,  to  be  serious  in  its  fun,  innocent  in  its  mischief 
ingenuous  in  its  guile  ?  Moreover,  it  is  easy  to  remark  that 
in  Shakespeare's  greatest  dunces  and  simpletons  and  poten- 
tates of  nonsense  there  is  something  that  prevents  contempt. 
A  fellow-feeling  springs  up  between  us  and  them  :  our  pleas- 
ure in  them  is  mainly  from  what  they  have  in  common  with 
as  5  it  is  through  our  sympathetic,  not  our  selfish  emotions 


GENERAL    CRITICISM.  CCCXli 

l&at  they  interest  us :  we  are  far  more  inclined  to  laugh 
with  them  than  at  them,  and  even  when  we  laugh  at  them 
we  love  them  the  more  for  that  which  is  laughable  in  them. 
So  that  our  delight  in  them  still  rests  upon  a  basis  of  fra- 
ternal sentiment,  and  our  intercourse  with  them  proceeds 
under  the  great  law  of  kindness  and  charity.  Try  this  with 
any  of  the  Poet's  illustrious  groups  of  comic  personages,  and 
it  will  be  found,  we  apprehend,  thoroughly  true.  What 
distinguishes  us  from  them,  or  sets  us  above  them  in  our  own 
esteem,  is  never  appealed  to  as  a  source  or  element  of  del- 
ectation. So  that  the  pleasure  we  have  of  them  is  alto- 
gether social  in  its  nature,  and  humanizing  in  its  effect,  ever 
knitting  more  widely  the  bonds  of  sympathy. 

Here  we  have  what  may  be  called  a  foreground  of  comedy, 
but  the  Poet's  humour  keeps  up  a  living  circulation  between 
this  and  the  serious  elements  of  our  being  that  stand  behind 
it.  It  is  true,  we  are  not  always,  nor  perhaps  often,  con- 
scious of  any  stirring  in  these  latter :  what  is  laughable  oc- 
cupies the  surface,  and  is  therefore  all  that  we  directly  see. 
But  still  there  are  deep  undercurrents  of  earnest  sentiment 
moving  not  the  less  really  that  their  movement  is  noiseless. 
In  the  disguise  of  sport  and  mirth  there  is  a  secret  discipline 
of  humanity  going  on ;  and  the  effect  is  all  the  better  that 
it  steals  into  us  unseen  and  unsuspected :  we  know  that  we 
laugh,  but  we  do  something  better  than  laugh  without  know- 
ing it,  and  so  we  are  made  the  better  by  our  laughter ;  for 
in  that  which  makes  us  better  without  our  knowledge,  we 
are  doubly  benefited. 

Not  indeed  but  that  Shakespeare  has  characters,  as,  for 
example,  the  Steward  in  King  Lear,  which  are  thoroughly 
contemptible,  and  which  we  follow  with  contempt.  But  it 
is  to  be  observed  that  there  is  nothing  laughable  in  Oswald, 
nothing  that  we  can  either  laugh  with  or  laugh  at :  he  is  but 
a  sort  of  h  iman  reptile,  such  as  life  sometimes  produces, 
whom  we  regard  with  moral  loathing  and  disgust,  but  in 
whose  company  neither  mirth  nor  pity  can  find  any  foothold 


CCCxlil  SHAKESPEARF. 

The  feelings  moved  by  a  Bottom,  a  Dogberry,  an  Ague- 
cheek,  or  a  Slender  are  indeed  very  different  from  those 
which  wait  upon  a  Cordelia,  an  Ophelia,  or  a  Desdemona, 
but  there  is  no  essential  oppugnance  between  them :  in  both 
these  cases  the  heart  moves  by  the  laws  of  sympathy 
which  is  exactly  reversed  in  the  case  of  such  an  object  as 
Oswald :  the  former  all  touch  us  through  what  we  have  in 
common  with  them ;  the  latter  touches  only  through  OUT 
antipathies.  There  is  therefore  nothing  of  either  comic  or 
tragic  in  the  part  of  Oswald  viewed  by  itself;  on  the  contra- 
ry, it  moves  in  entire  oppugnance  to  the  proper  sentiments 
of  both  comedy  and  tragedy. 

Much  of  what  we  have  said  touching  Shakespeare's  scenes 
of  mirth  holds  true,  conversely,  of  liis  tragic  scenes.  For 
it  is  a  great  mistake  to  suppose  that  his  humour  has  its  sole 
exercise  in  comic  representations.  It  carries  the  power  of 
tears  as  well  as  of  smiles  :  in  his  deepest  strains  of  tragedy 
there  is  often  a  subtle  infusion  of  it,  and  that  in  such  a  way 
as  to  heighten  the  tragic  effect ;  we  may  feel  it  playing  del- 
icately beneath  his  most  pathetic  scenes,  and  deepening  their 
pathos.  For  in  his  hands  tragedy  and  comedy  are  not  made 
up  of  different  elements,  but  of  the  same  elements  standing 
in  different  places  and  relations :  what  is  background  in  the 
one  becomes  foreground  in  the  other  ;  what  is  an  undercur- 
rent in  the  one  becomes  an  uppercurrent  in  the  other ;  the 
effect  of  the  whole  depending  almost,  perhaps  altogether,  as 
much  on  what  is  not  directly  seen,  as  on  what  is.  So  that 
with  nim  the  pitiful  and  the  ludicrous,  the  sublime  and  the 
droll,  are  like  the  greatness  and  littleness  of  human  life ;  for 
these  qualities  not  only  coexist  in  our  being,  but,  which  is 
much  more,  they  coexist  under  a  mysterious  law  of  inter- 
dependence and  reciprocity ;  insomuch  that  our  life  may  in 
some  sense  be  said  to  be  great  because  little,  and  little  be- 
cause great. 

And  as  Shakespeare's  transports  of  humour  draw  down 
more  or  Jess  into  the  depths  of  serious  thought,  and  make 


GENERAL,    CRITICISM.  CCCxlill 

r>u/  laughter  the  more  refreshing  and  exhilarating  because 
of  what  is  moving  silently  beneath ;  so  his  tragic  ecstacies 
take  a  richness  of  colour  and  flavour  from  the  humour  held 
in  secret  reserve,  and  forced  up  to  the  surface  now  and  then 
by  the  superincumbent  weight  of  tragic  matter.  This  it  is, 
in  part,  that  truly  makes  them  "  awful  mirth."  For  who 
does  not  know,  that  the  most  winning  smiles  are  those 
which  play  round  a  moistening  eye,  and  tell  of  serious 
thoughts  beneath ;  and  that  the  saddest  face  is  that  which 
wears  in  its  expression  an  air  of  remembered  joy,  and  speaks 
darkly  of  sunshine  in  the  inner  courts  of  the  soul  ?  For  we 
are  so  made,  that  no  one  part  of  our  being  moves  to  perfec- 
tion, unless  all  the  other  parts  move  with  it :  when  we  are 
at  work,  whatever  there  is  of  the  playful  within  us  ought  to 
play ;  when  we  are  at  play,  our  working  energies  ought  to 
bear  a  part  in  the  exercise.  It  is  this  harmonious  move- 
ment of  all  the  organs  of  our  being  that  makes  the  proper 
music  of  life. 

We  cannot,  nor  need  we,  stay  to  illustrate  the  point  in 
hand  at  any  length,  by  detailed  reference  to  the  Poet's 
dramas ;  for  this  belongs  to  the  office  of  particular  criticism, 
and  so  is,  or  ought  to  be,  duly  attended  to  in  our  Intro- 
ductions to  the  several  plays.  The  Fool's  part  in  King  Lear 
will  readily  occur  to  any  one  familiar  with  that  tragedy. 
And  perhaps  there  is  no  one  part  of  Hamlet  that  does  more 
to  heighten  the  tragic  effect,  than  the  droll  scene  with  the 
grave-diggers.  But,  besides  this,  there  is  a  vein  of  humour 
running  through  the  part  of  Hamlet  himself,  underlying  his 
most  serious  hours,  and  giving  depth  and  mellowness  to  his 
«trains  of  impassioned  thought.  And  eveiy  reflecting  read- 
er must  have  observed  how  much  is  added  to  the  impression 
of  terror  in  the  trial  scene  of  The  Merchant  of  Venice,  by 
the  jets  of  fierce  mirth  with  which  Gratiano  assails  old  Shy- 
lock  ;  and  also  how,  at  the  close  of  the  scene,  our  very 
joy  at  Antonio's  deliverance  quickens  and  deepens  our  pity 
for  the  broken-hearted  Jew  who  lately  stocd  before  us  dressed 


CCCXliv  SHAKESPEARE. 

in-  such  fulness  of  terror.  But  indeed  the  Poet's  skill  at 
heightening  any  feeling  by  awakening  its  opposite  ;  how  he 
manages  to  give  strength  to  our  most  earnest  sentiments  by 
touching  some  spring  of  playfulness ;  is  matter  of  common 
observation. 

But  the  Poet's  humour  has  yet  other  ways  of  manifesting 
itself.  And  among  these  not  the  least  remarkable  is  the 
subtle  and  delicate  irony  which  often  pervades  his  scenes, 
and  sometimes  gives  character  to  whole  plays,  as  in  the  case 
of  Troilus  and  Cressida,  and  Antony  and  Cleopatra.  By 
methods  that  can  hardly  be  described,  he  contrives  to  es- 
tablish a  sort  of  secret  understanding  with  the  reader,  so  as 
to  arrest  the  impression  just  as  it  is  on  the  point  of  becom- 
ing tragic.  While  dealing  most  seriously  with  his  charac- 
ters, he  uses  a  certain  guile  :  through  them  we  catch,  as  it 
were,  a  roguish  twinkle  of  his  eye,  which  makes  us  aware 
that  his  mind  is  secretly  sporting  itself  with  their  earnest- 
ness, so  that  we  have  a  double  sympathy  with  their  passion 
and  with  his  play.  Thus  his  humour  often  acts  in  such  a 
way  as  to  possess  us  with  mixed  emotions :  the  persons, 
while  moving  us  with  their  thoughts,  at  the  same  time  start 
us  upon  other  thoughts  which  have  no  place  in  them  ;  and 
we  share  in  all  that  they  feel,  but  still  are  withheld  from 
committing  ourselves  to  them,  or  so  taking  part  with  them 
as  to  foreclose  a  due  regard  to  other  claims. 

We  shall  dismiss  the  subject  with  a  very  remarkable 
piece  of  criticism  by  Coleridge,  which  is  so  full  of  large 
thoughts  felicitously  expressed,  that,  in  our  view,  it  ought  to 
go  with  every  future  edition  of  the  Poet  that  pretends  to 
have  any  critical  accompaniments.  It  is  as  follows : 

"  It  is  a  painful  truth  that  not  only  individuals,  but  even 
whole  nations,  are  ofttimes  so  enslaved  to  the  habits  of  theii 
education  and  immediate  circumstances,  as  not  to  judge  dis- 
interestedly even  on  those  subjects,  the  very  pleasure  arising 
from  which  consists  in  its  disinterestedness,  namely,  on  sub- 


GENERAL    CRITICISM.  CCCXU 

jects  of  taste  and  polite  literature.  Instead  of  deciding 
concerning  their  own  modes  and  customs  by  any  rule  of  rea- 
son, nothing  appears  rational,  becoming,  or  beautiful  to  them, 
but  what  coincides  with  the  peculiarities  of  their  education. 
In  this  narrow  circle,  individuals  may  attain  to  exquisite  dis- 
crimination, as  the  French  critics  have  done  in  their  own 
literature ;  but  a  true  critic  can  no  more  be  such  without 
placing  himself  on  some  central  point,  from  which  he  may 
command  the  whole,  that  is,  some  general  rule,  which, 
founded  in  reason,  or  the  faculties  common  to  all  men,  must 
therefore  apply  to  each,  —  than  an  astronomer  can  explain 
the  movements  of  the  solar  system  without  taking  his  stand 
in  the  sun.  And  let  me  remark,  that  this  will  not  tend  to 
produce  despotism,  but,  on  the  contrary,  true  tolerance,  in 
the  critic.  Jle  will,  indeed,  require,  as  the  spirit  and  sub- 
stance of  a  work,  something  true  in  human  nature  itself,  and 
independent  of  all  circumstances ;  but  in  the  mode  of  ap- 
plying it,  he  will  estimate  genius  and  judgment  according  to 
the  felicity  with  which  the  imperishable  soul  of  intellect 
shall  have  adapted  itself  to  the  age,  the  place,  and  the  ex- 
isting manners.  The  error  he  will  expose  lies  in  reversing 
this,  and  holding  up  the  mere  circumstances  as  perpetual,  to 
the  utter  neglect  of  the  power  which  can  alone  animate 
them.  For  art  cannot  exist  without,  or  apart  from,  nature ; 
and  what  has  man  to  give  to  his  fellow-man,  but  his  own 
thoughts  and  feelings,  and  his  observations,  so  far  as  they 
are  modified  by  his  thoughts  or  feelings  ? 

"  Let  me,  then,  once  more  submit  this  question  to  minds 
emancipated  alike  from  national,  or  party,  or  sectarian  preju- 
dice :  Are  the  plays  of  Shakespeare  works  of  rude  uncul- 
tivated genius,  in  which  the  splendour  of  the  parts  compen- 
sates, if  aught  can  compensate,  for  the  barbarous  shapeless- 
ness  and  irregularity  of  the  whole  ?  Or  is  the  form  equally 
admirable  with  the  matter,  and  the  judgment  of  the  great 
Poet  not  less  deserving  our  wonder  than  his  genius  ?  —  Or 
again,  t/~  repeat  the  q  estion  in  other  words :  Is  Shake 


CCCXlvi  SHAKESPEARE. 

speare  a  great  dramatic  poet  on  account  only  of  those  beau- 
ties and  excellences  which  he  possesses  in  common  with  the 
ancients,  but  with  diminished  claims  to  our  love  and  honour 
to  the  full  extent  of  his  differences  from  them  ?  Or  are 
these  very  differences  additional  proofs  of  poetic  wisdom,  at 
once  results  and  symb<  Is  of  living  power  as  contrasted  with 
lifeless  mechanism, — of  free  and  rival  originality  as  contra- 
distinguished from  servile  imitation,  or,  more  accurately,  a 
blind  copying  of  effects,  instead  of  a  true  imitation  of  the 
essential  principles  ?  —  Imagine  not  that  I  am  about  to  op- 
pose genius  to  rules.  No !  the  comparative  value  of  these 
rules  is  the  very  cause  to  be  tried.  The  spirit  of  poetry, 
like  all  other  living  powers,  must  of  necessity  circumscribe 
itself  by  rules,  were  it  only  to  unite  power  with  beauty.  It 
must  embody  in  order  to  reveal  itself;  but  a  living  body  is 
of  necessity  an  organized  one ;  and  what  is  organization  but 
the  connection  of  parts  in  and  for  a  whole,  so  that  each  part 
is  at  once  end  and  means  ?  This  is  no  discovery  of  crit- 
icism ;  it  is  a  necessity  of  the  human  mind ;  and  all  na- 
tions have  felt  and  obeyed  it,  in  the  invention  of  metre,  and 
measured  sounds,  as  the  vehicle  and  involucrum  of  poetry, 
—  itself  a  fellow-growth  from  the  same  life,  —  even  as  the 
bark  is  to  the  tree ! 

"  No  work  of  true  genius  dares  want  its  appropriate  form, 
neither  indeed  is  there  any  danger  of  this.  As  it  must  not, 
so  genius  cannot,  be  lawless ;  for  it  is  even  this  that  consti- 
tutes it  genius,  —  the  power  of  acting  creatively  under  laws 
of  its  own  origination.  How,  then,  comes  it  that  not  only 
single  Zoili,  but  whole  nations  have  combined  in  unhesitat- 
ing condemnation  of  our  great  dramatist,  as  a  sort  of  Af- 
rican nature,  rich  in  beautiful  monsters ;  as  a  wild  heath 
where  islands  of  fertility  look  the  greener  from  the  surround- 
ing waste,  where  the  loveliest  plants  now  shine  out  among 
unsightly  weeds,  and  now  are  choked  by  their  parasitic 
growth,  so  intertwined  that  we  cannot  disentangle  the  weed 
without  snapping  the  flower  ?  —  In  this  statement  I  have  ha J 


GENERAL    CRITICISM.  CCCxlvii 

no  reference  to  the  vulgar  abuse  of  Voltaire,  save  as  far  M 
his  charges  are  coincident  with  the  decisions  of  Shakespeare's 
own  commentators  and  (so  they  would  tell  you)  almost  idol- 
atrous admirers.  The  true  ground  of  the  mistake  lies  in  the 
confounding  mechanical  regularity  with  organic  form.  The 
form  is  mechanic,  when  on  any  given  material  we  impress  u 
predetermined  form,  not  necessarily  arising  out  of  the  prop- 
erties of  the  material ;  as  when  to  a  mass  of  wet  clay  we 
give  whatever  shape  we  wish  it  to  retain  when  hardened. 
The  organic  form,  on  the  other  hand,  is  innate ;  it  shapes, 
as  it  developes,  itself  from  within,  and  the  fulness  of  its  de- 
velopment is  one  and  the  same  with  the  perfection  of  its 
outward  form.  Such  as  the  life  is,  such  is  the  form.  Na- 
ture, the  prime  genial  artist,  inexhaustible  in  diverse  powers, 
is  equally  inexhaustible  in  forms  ;  —  each  exterior  is  the  phys- 
iognomy of  the  being  within,  its  true  image  reflected  and 
thrown  out  from  the  concave  mirror :  and  even  such  is  the 
appropriate  excellence  of  her  chosen  Poet,  of  our  own 
Shakespeare ;  himself  a  nature  humanized,  a  genial  under- 
standing directing  self-consciously  a  power  and  an  implicit 
wisdom  deeper  even  than  our  consciousness. 

"  I  greatly  dislike  beauties  and  selections  in  general ;  but 
as  proof  positive  of  his  unrivalled  excellence,  I  should  like 
to  try  Shakespeare  by  this  criterion.  Make  out  your  am- 
plest catalogue  of  all  the  human  faculties,  as  reason  or  the 
moral  law,  the  will,  the  feeling  of  the  coincidence  of  the  two 
called  the  conscience,  the  understanding  or  prudence,  wit, 
fancy,  imagination,  judgment;  and  then  of  the  objects  on 
which  these  are  to  be  employed,  as  the  beauties,  the  terrors, 
and  the  seeming  caprices  of  nature,  the  realities  and  the  ca- 
pabilities, that  is,  the  actual  and  the  ideal,  of  the  human 
mind,  conceived  as  an  individual  or  as  a  social  being,  as  in 
innocence  or  in  guilt,  in  a  play-paradise,  or  hi  a  war-field  of 
temptation;  —  and  then  compare  with  Shakespeare  under 
each  of  these  heads  all  or  any  of  the  writers  in  prose  and 
veise  that  have  ever  lived!  Who,  that  is  competent  tc 


CCCXlVlli  SHAK.ESPEARK. 

judge,  doubts  the  result  ?  And  ask  your  own  hearts,  — 
ask  your  own  common-sense,  —  to  conceive  the  possibility  of 
this  man  being,  —  I  say  not,  the  drunken  savage  of  that 
wretched  sciolist,  whom  Frenchmen,  to  their  shame,  have 
honoured  before  their  elder  and  better  worthies,  —  but  the 
anomalous,  the  wild,  the  irregular  genius  of  our  daily  crit- 
icism !  What !  are  we  to  have  miracles  in  sport  ?  Or,  I 
speak  reverently,  does  God  choose  idiots  by  whom  to  convey 
divine  truths  to  man  ? 

"  Poetiy  in  essence  is  as  familiar  to  barbarous  as  to  civilized 
nations.  The  Laplander  and  the  savage  Indian  are  cheered 
by  it  as  well  as  the  inhabitants  of  London  and  Paris :  its 
spirit  takes  up  and  incorporates  surrounding  materials,  as  a 
plant  clothes  itself  with  soil  and  climate,  whilst  it  exhibits 
the  working  of  a  vital  principle  within  independent  of  all 
accidental  circumstances.  And,  to  judge  with  fairness  of  an 
author's  works,  we  ought  to  distinguish  what  is  inward  and 
essential  from  what  is  outward  and  circumstantial.  It  is  es- 
sential to  poetry  that  it  be  simple,  and  appeal  to  the  elements 
and  primary  laws  of  our  nature  ;  that  it  be  sensuous,  and  by 
its  imagery  elicit  truth  at  a  flash ;  that  it  be  impassioned, 
and  be  able  to  move  our  feelings  and  awaken  our  affections. 
In  comparing  different  poets  with  each  other,  we  should  in- 
quire which  have  brought  into  the  fullest  play  our  imagina- 
tion and  our  reason,  or  have  created  the  greatest  excitement 
and  produced  the  completes!  harmony.  If  we  consider  great 
exquisiteness  of  language  and  sweetness  of  metre  alone,  it 
is  impossible  to  deny  to  Pope  the  character  of  a  delightful 
writer ;  but  whether  he  be  a  poet,  must  depend  upon  oui 
definition  of  the  word ;  and,  doubtless,  if  every  thing  that 
pleases  be  poetry,  Pope's  satires  and  epistles  must  be  poetry. 
This  I  must  say,  that  poetry,  as  distinguished  from  other 
modes  of  composition,  does  not  rest  in  metre ;  and  that  it  is 
not  poetry,  if  it  make  no  appeal  to  our  passions  or  our  im- 
agination. One  character  belongs  to  all  true  poets,  that 
they  write  from  a  principle  within,  not  originating  in  any 


GENERAL    CRITICISM.  CCCXllX 

tiling  without ;  and  that  the  true  poet's  work  in  its  form,  ita 
shapings,  and  its  modifications,  is  distinguished  from  all  other 
works  that  assume  to  belong  to  the  class  of  poetry,  as  a 
natural  from  an  artificial  flower,  or  as  the  mimic  garden  of 
a  child  from  an  enamelled  meadow.  In  the  former  the 
flowers  are  broken  from  then"  stems  and  stuck  into  the 
ground ;  they  are  beautiful  to  the  eye  and  fragrant  to  the 
sense,  but  their  coiours  soon  fade,  and  their  odour  is  tran- 
sient as  the  smile  of  the  planter  ;  —  while  the  meadow  may 
be  visited  again  and  again  with  renewed  delight ;  its  beauty 
is  innate  in  the  soil,  and  its  bloom  is  of  the  freshness  of 
nature. 

"  The  next  ground  of  critical  judgment,  and  point  of  com- 
parison, will  be  as  to  how  far  a  given  poet  has  been  influenced 
by  accidental  circumstances.  As  a  living  poet  must  surely 
write,  not  for  the  ages  past,  but  for  that  in  which  he  lives, 
and  those  which  are  to  follow,  it  is,  on  the  one  hand,  natural 
that  he  should  not  violate,  and,  on  the  other,  necessary  that 
he  should  not  depend  on,  the  mere  manners  and  modes  of 
his  day.  See  how  little  does  Shakespeare  leave  us  to  regret 
that  he  was  born  in  his  particular  age !  The  great  era  in 
modern  times  was  what  is  called  the  Restoration  of  Letters : 
the  ages  preceding  it  are  called  the  dark  ages ;  but  it 
would  be  more  wise,  perhaps,  to  call  them  the  ages  in  which 
we  were  in  the  dark.  It  is  usually  overlooked  that  the  sup- 
posed dark  period  was  not  universal,  but  partial  and  succes- 
sive, or  alternate ;  that  the  dark  age  of  England  was  not 
the  dark  age  of  Italy,  but  that  one  country  was  in  its  light 
and  vigour,  whilst  another  was  in  its  gloom  and  bondage. 
But  no  sooner  had  the  Reformation  sounded  through  Eu- 
rope like  the  blast  of  an  archangel's  trumpet,  than  from  king 
to  peasant  there  arose  an  enthusiasm  for  knowledge ;  the 
discovery  of  a  manuscript  became  the  subject  of  an  embas- 
sy ;  Erasmus  read  by  moonlight,  because  he  could  not  afford 
a  torch,  and  begged  a  penny,  not  for  the  love  of  chanty,  but 
for  the  love  of  learning.  The  three  great  point*  of  at  ten- 


CCCI  SHAKESPEARE. 

tion  were  religion,  morals,  and  taste:  men  of  genius  as  well 
as  men  of  learning,  who  in  this  age  need  to  be  so  widely 
distinguished,  then  alike  became  copyists  of  the  ancients ; 
and  this,  indeed,  was  the  only  way  by  which  the  taste  of 
mankind  could  be  improved,  or  their  understandings  in- 
formed. Whilst  Dante  imagined  himself  an  humble  follower 
of  Virgil,  and  Ariosto  of  Homer,  they  were  both  uncon- 
scious of  that  greater  power  working  within  them,  which  in 
many  points  carried  them  beyond  their  supposed  originals. 
All  great  discoveries  bear  the  stamp  of  the  age  in  which 
they  are  made  :  —  hence  we  perceive  the  effects  of  the  purer 
religion  of  the  moderns,  visible  for  the  most  part  in  their 
lives  ;  and  in  reading  their  works  we  should  not  content  our- 
selves with  the  mere  narratives  of  events  long  since  passed, 
out  should  learn  to  apply  their  maxims  and  conduct  to 
ourselves. 

"  Having  intimated  that  times  and  manners  lend  their 
form  and  pressure  to  genius,  let  me  once  more  draw  a  slight 
parallel  between  the  ancient  and  modem  stage,  the  stages 
of  Greece  and  of  England.  The  Greeks  were  polytheists ; 
their  religion  was  local ;  almost  the  only  object  of  all  their 
knowledge,  art,  and  taste,  was  their  gods  ;  and,  accordingly, 
their  productions  were,  if  the  expression  may  be  allowed, 
statuesque,  whilst  those  of  the  moderns  are  picturesque. 
The  Greeks  reared  a  structure,  which  in  its  parts,  and  as  a 
whole,  filled  the  mind  with  the  calm  and  elevated  impression 
of  perfect  beauty  and  symmetrical  proportion.  The  mod- 
erns also  produced  a  whole,  a  more  striking  whole  ;  but  it 
was  by  blending  materials  and  fusing  the  parts  together. 
And  as  the  Pantheon  is  to  York  Minster  or  Westminster 
Abbey,  so  is  Sophocles  compared  with  Shakespeare  :  in  the 
one  a  completeness,  a  satisfaction,  an  excellence,  on  which 
the  mind  rests  with  complacency ;  in  the  other  a  multitude 
of  interlaced  materials,  great  and  little,  magnificent  and 
mean,  accompanied,  indeed,  with  the  sense  of  a  falling  short 
of  perfection,  and  yet,  at  the  same  time,  so  promising  of  our 


GENERAL    CRITICISM.  CCcl'l 

social  and  individual  progression,  that  we  would  not,  if  we 
could,  excnange  it  for  that  repose  of  the  mind  which  dwells 
on  the  forms  of  symmetry  in  the  acquiescent  admiration  of 
grace.  This  general  characteristic  of  the  ancient  and  mod- 
ern drama  might  be  illustrated  by  a  parallel  of  the  ancient 
and  modern  music :  the  one  consisting  of  melody  arising 
from  a  succession  only  of  pleasing  sounds ;  the  modern 
embracing  harmony  also,  the  result  of  combination  and  the 
effect  of  a  whole. 

"  I  have  said,  and  I  say  it  again,  that  great  as  was  the 
genius  of  Shakespeare,  his  judgment  was  at  least  equal  to 
it.  Of  this  any  one  will  be  convinced,  who  attentively  con- 
siders those  points  in  which  the  dramas  of  Greece  and  Eng- 
land differ,  from  the  dissimilitude  of  circumstances  by  which 
each  was  modified  and  influenced.  The  Greek  stage  had  its 
origin  in  the  ceremonies  of  a  sacrifice,  such  as  of  the  goat  to 
Bacchus,  whom  we  most  erroneously  regard  as  merely  the 
jolly  god  of  wine ;  for  among  the  ancients  he  was  vener- 
able, as  the  symbol  of  that  power  which  acts  without  our 
consciousness  in  the  vital  energies  of  nature,  —  the  vinum 
mundi,  —  as  Apollo  was  that  of  the  conscious  agency  of  our 
intellectual  being.  The  heroes  of  old  under  the  influences 
of  this  Bacchic  enthusiasm  performed  more  than  human  ac- 
tions :  hence  tales  of  the  favourite  champions  soon  passed 
into  dialogue.  On  the  Greek  stage  the  chorus  was  always 
before  the  audience ;  the  curtain  was  never  dropped,  as  we 
should  say  ;  and  change  of  place  being  therefore,  in  general, 
impossible,  the  absurd  notion  of  condemning  it  merely  as 
improbable  in  itself  was  never  entertained  by  any  one.  If 
we  can  believe  ourselves  at  Thebes  in  one  act,  we  may  be- 
lieve ourselves  at  Athens  in  the  next.  If  a  story  lasts 
twenty-four  hours  or  twenty-four  years,  it  is  equally  improb- 
able. There  seems  to  be  no  just  boundary  but  what  the 
feelings  prescribe.  But  on  the  Greek  stage,  where  the  same 
persons  were  perpetually  before  the  audience,  great  judg- 
ment was  necessary  in  venturing  on  any  such  change.  Th« 


CCclii  SHAKESPEARE. 

poets  never,  therefore,  attempted  to  impose  on  the  senses 
by  bringing  places  to  men,  but  they  did  bring  men  to  places, 
as  in  the  well-known  instance  in  the  Eumenides,  where,  dur- 
ing an  evident  retirement  of  the  chorus  from  the  orchestra, 
t,he  sc^ne  is  changed  to  Athens,  and  Orestes  is  first  intro- 
duced in  the  temple  of  Minerva,  and  the  chorus  of  Furies 
come  in  afterwards  in  pursuit  of  him. 

"  In  the  Greek  drama  there  were  no  formal  divisions  into 
scenes  and  acts  ;  there  were  no  means,  therefore,  of  allow- 
ing for  the  necessary  lapse  of  time  between  one  part  of  the 
dialogue  and  another,  and  unity  of  time  in  a  strict  sense  was, 
of  course,  impossible.  To  overcome  that  difficulty  of  ac- 
counting for  time,  which  is  effected  on  the  modern  stage  by 
dropping  a  curtain,  the  judgment  and  great  genius  of  the 
ancients  supplied  music  and  measured  motion,  and  with  the 
lyric  ode  filled  up  the  A  acuity.  In  the  story  of  the  Aga- 
memnon of  ^Eschylus,  the  capture  of  Troy  is  supposed  to 
be  announced  by  a  fire  lighted  on  the  Asiatic  shore,  and  the 
transmission  of  the  signal  by  successive  beacons  to  Mycense. 
The  signal  is  first  seen  at  the  21st  line,  and  the  herald  from 
Troy  itself  enters  at  the  486th,  and  Agamemnon  himself  at 
the  783d  line.  But  the  practical  absurdity  of  this  was  not 
felt  by  the  audience,  who,  in  imagination,  stretched  minutes 
into  hours,  while  they  listened  to  the  lofty  narrative  odes  of 
the  chorus  which  almost  entirely  filled  up  the  interspace. 
Another  fact  deserves  attention  here,  namely,  that  regularly 
on  the  Greek  stage  a  drama,  or  acted  story,  consisted  in 
reality  of  three  dramas,  called  together  a  trilogy,  and  per- 
formed consecutively  in  the  course  of  one  day.  Now,  you 
may  conceive  a  tragedy  of  Shakespeare's  as  a  trilogy  con- 
nected in  one  single  representation.  Divide  Lear  into  three 
parts,  and  each  would  be  a  play  with  the  ancients  ;  or  take 
the  three  ^Eschj'lean  dramas  of  Agamemnon,  and  divide 
them  into,  or  call  them,  as  many  acts,  and  they  together 
would  be  one  play.  The  first  act  would  comprise  the  usur- 
pation of  ^Egisthus,  and  the  murder  of  Agamemnon ;  the 


GENERAL,    CRITICISM.  CCcliii 

second,  the  revenge  of  Orestes,  and  the  murder  of  his 
mother ;  and  the  third,  the  penance  and  absolution  of  Ores- 
tee  •  —  occupying  a  period  of  twenty-two  years. 

"  The  stage  in  Shakespeare's  time  was  a  naked  room  with 
a  blanket  for  a  curtain ;  but  he  made  it  a  field  for  monarchs. 
That  law  of  unity,  which  has  its  foundations,  not  in  the  fac- 
titious necessity  of  custom,  but  in  nature  itself,  the  unity  of 
feeling,  is  every  where  and  at  all  times  observed  by  Shake- 
speare in  his  plays.  Read  Romeo  and  Juliet :  —  all  is  youth 
and  spring ;  —  youth  with  its  follies,  its  virtues,  its  precipi- 
tancies ;  —  spring  with  its  odours,  its  flowers,  and  its  tran- 
siency ;  it  is  one  and  the  same  feeling  that  commences,  goes 
through,  and  ends  the  play.  The  old  men,  the  Capulets 
and  the  Montagues,  are  not  common  old  men ;  they  have 
an  eagerness,  a  heartiness,  a  vehemence,  the  effect  of  spring : 
with  Romeo,  his  change  of  passion,  his  sudden  marriage, 
and  his  rash  death,  are  all  the  effects  of  youth ;  —  whilst  in 
Juliet  love  has  all  that  is  tender  and  melancholy  in  the 
nightingale,  all  that  is  voluptuous  in  the  rose,  with  whatever 
is  sweet  in  the  freshness  of  spring ;  but  it  ends  with  a  long 
deep  sigh  like  the  last  breeze  of  the  Italian  evening.  This 
unity  of  feeling  and  character  pervades  every  drama  of 
Shakespeare. 

"It  seems  to  me  that  his  plays  are  distinguished  from 
those  of  all  other  dramatic  poets  by  the  following  charac- 
teristics : 

"  1.  Expectation  in  preference  to  surprise.  It  is  like  the 
true  reading  of  the  passage ;  — '  God  said,  Let  there  be  light, 
and  there  was  light ; '  not  there  was  light.  As  the  feel- 
ing with  which  we  startle  at  a  shooting  star  compared  with 
that  of  watching  the  sunrise  at  the  pre-established  moment, 
such  and  so  low  is  surprise  compared  with  expectation. 

"  2.  Signal  adherence  to  the  great  law  of  nature,  that  all 
opposites  tend  to  attract  and  temper  each  other.  Passion 
in  Shakespeare  generally  displays  libertinism,  but  involves 
morality ;  and  if  there  are  exceptions  to  this,  they  are,  in- 


CCcliv  SHAKESPEARE. 

dependency  of  their  intrinsic  value,  all  of  them  indicative 
of  individual  character,  and,  like  the  farewell  admonitions 
of  a  parent,  have  an  end  beyond  the  parental  relation. 
Thus  the  Countess's  beautiful  precepts  to  Bertram,  by  ele- 
vating her  character,  raise  that  of  Helena  her  favourite,  and 
soften  down  the  point  in  her  which  Shakespeare  does  not 
mean  us  not  to  see,  but  to  see  and  to  forgive,  and  at  length 
to  justify.  And  60  it  is  in  Polonius,  who  is  the  personified 
memory  of  wisdom  no  longer  actually  possessed.  This  ad- 
mirable character  is  always  misrepresented  on  the  stage. 
Shakespeare  never  intended  to  exhibit  him  as  a  buffoon ; 
for  although  it  was  natural  that  Hamlet  —  a  young  man  of 
fire  and  genius,  detesting  formality,  and  disliking  Polonius 
on  political  grounds,  as  imagining  that  he  had  assisted  his 
uncle  in  his  usurpation  —  should  express  himself  satirically ; 
yet  this  must  not  be  taken  as  exactly  the  Poet's  concep- 
tion of  him.  In  Polonius  a  certain  induration  of  character 
had  arisen  from  long  habits  of  business ;  but  take  his  advice 
to  Laertes,  and  Ophelia's  reverence  for  his  memory,  and  we 
shall  see  that  he  was  meant  to  be  represented  as  a  states- 
man somewhat  past  his  faculties ;  his  recollections  of  life 
all  full  of  wisdom,  and  showing  a  knowledge  of  human  na- 
ture, whilst  what  immediately  takes  place  before  him,  and 
escapes  from  him,  is  indicative  of  weakness. 

"  But  as  in  Homer  all  the  deities  are  in  armour,  even  Ve- 
nus ;  so  in  Shakespeare  all  the  characters  are  strong.  Hence 
real  folly  and  dulness  are  made  by  him  the  vehicles  of  wis- 
dom. There  is  no  difficulty  for  one  being  a  fool  to  imitate 
a  fool ;  but  to  be,  remain,  and  speak  like  a  wise  man  and  a 
great  wit,  and  yet  so  as  to  give  a  vivid  representation  of  a 
veritable  fool,  —  hie  labor,  hoc  opus  est.  A  drunken  con- 
stable is  not  uncommon,  nor  hard  to  draw ;  but  see  and  ex- 
amine what  goes  to  make  up  a  Dogberry. 

"  3.  Keeping  at  all  times  in  the  high  road  of  life.  Shake- 
speare has  no  innocent  adulteries,  no  interesting  incests,  no 
virtuous  vice :  he  never  lenders  that  amiable  which  religion 


GENERAL    CRITICISM.  CCClv 

and  reason  alike  teach  us  to  detest,  or  clothes  impurity  in 
the  garb  of  virtue,  like  Beaumont  and  Fletcher,  the  Kotze- 
bues  of  the  day.  Shakespeare's  fathers  are  roused  by  in- 
gratitude, his  husbands  stung  by  unfaithfulness  ;  in  him,  in 
short,  the  affections  are  wounded  in  those  points  in  which  all 
may,  nay,  must,  fee..  Let  the  morality  of  Shakespeare  be 
contrasted  with  that  of  the  writers  of  his  own  or  the  suc- 
ceeding age,  or  of  those  of  the  present  day,  who  boast  their 
superiority  in  this  respect.  No  one  can  dispute  that  the  re- 
sult of  such  a  comparison  is  altogether  in  favour  of  Shake- 
speare; even  the  letters  of  women  of  high  rank  in  his 
age  were  often  coarser  than  his  writings.  If  he  occasion- 
ally disgusts  a  keen  sense  of  delicacy,  he  never  injures  the 
mind ;  he  neither  excites  nor  flatters  passion,  in  order  to 
degrade  the  subject  of  it ;  he  does  not  use  the  faulty  thing 
for  a  faulty  purpose,  nor  carries  on  warfare  against  virtue,  by 
causing  wickedness  to  appear  as  no  wickedness,  through  the 
medium  of  a  morbid  sympathy  with  the  unfortunate.  In 
Shakespeare  vice  never  walks  as  in  twilight ;  nothing  is  pur- 
posely out  of  its  place :  he  inverts  not  the  order  of  nature 
and  propriety,  —  does  not  make  every  magistrate  a  drunk- 
ard or  glutton,  nor  every  poor  man  meek,  humane,  and  tem- 
perate ;  he  has  no  benevolent  butchers,  nor  any  sentimental 
rat-catchers. 

"  4.  Independence  of  the  dramatic  interest  on  the  plot. 
The  interest  in  the  plot  is  always  in  fact  on  account  of  the 
characters,  not  vice  versa,  as  in  almost  all  other  writers ;  the 
plot  is  a  mere  canvass  and  no  more.  Hence  arises  the  true 
justification  of  the  same  stratagem  being  used  in  regard  to 
Benedick  and  Beatrice,  —  the  vanity  in  each  being  alike. 
Take  away  from  the  Much  Ado  about  Nothing  all  that 
which  is  not  indispensable  to  the  plot,  either  as  having  little 
to  do  with  it,  or,  at  best,  like  Dogberry  and  his  comrades, 
forced  into  the  service,  when  any  other  less  ingeniously  ab- 
surd watchmen  and  night-constables  would  have  answered 
the  mere  necessities  of  the  action  ;  —  take  away  Benedick. 


CCclvi  SHAKESPEARE 

Beatrice,  Dogberry,  and  the  reaction  of  the  former  on  the 
character  of  Hero,  —  and  what  will  remain?  In  other 
writers  the  main  agent  of  the  plot  is  always  the  prominent 
character ;  in  Shakespeare  it  is  so,  or  is  not  so,  as  the  char- 
acter is  in  itself  calculated,  or  not  calculated,  to  form  the 
plot  Don  John  is  the  main-spring  of  the  plot  of  this  play 
but  he  is  merely  shown  and  then  withdrawn. 

"5.  Independence  of  the  interest  on  the  story  as  the 
ground-work  of  the  plot  Hence  Shakespeare  never  took 
the  trouble  of  inventing  stories.  It  was  enough  for  him  to 
select  from  those  that  had  been  already  invented  or  record- 
ed such  as  had  one  or  other,  or  both,  of  two  recommenda- 
tions, namely,  suitableness  to  his  particular  purpose,  and 
their  being  parts  of  popular  tradition,  —  names  of  which  we 
had  often  heard,  and  of  their  fortunes,  and  as  to  which  all 
we  wanted  was,  to  see  the  man  himself.  So  it  is  just  the 
man  himself,  the  Lear,  the  Shylock,  the  Richard,  that 
Shakespeare  makes  us  for  the  first  time  acquainted  with. 
Omit  the  first  scene  in  Lear,  and  yet  every  thing  will  remain ; 
so  the  first  and  second  scenes  in  The  Merchant  of  Venice. 
Indeed  it  is  universally  true. 

"6.  Interfusion  of  the  lyrical  —  that  which  in  its  very 
essence  is  poetical  —  not  only  with  the  dramatic,  as  in  the 
plays  of  Metastasio,  where  at  the  end  of  the  scene  comes 
the  aria  as  the  exit  speech  of  the  character,  —  but  also  in 
and  through  the  dramatic.  Songs  in  Shakespeare  are  in- 
troduced as  songs  only,  just  as  songs  are  in  real  life,  beauti- 
fully as  some  of  them  are  characteristic  of  the  person  who 
has  sung  or  called  for  them,  as  Desdemona's  '  Willow,'  and 
Ophelia's  wild  snatches,  and  the  sweet  carollings  in  As  You 
Like  It.  But  the  whole  of  A  Midsummer-Night's  Dream  is 
one  continued  specimen  of  the  dramatized  lyrical. 

"  7.  The  characters  of  the  dramatis  persona,  like  those 
in  real  life,  are  to  be  inferred  by  the  reader ;  they  are  not 
told  to  him.  And  it  is  well  worth  remarking  that  Shake- 
speare's characters,  like  those  in  real  life,  are  very  commonly 


GENERAL.    CRITICISM.  CCclvii 

misunderstood,  and  almost  always  understood  by  different 
persons  in  different  ways.  The  causes  are  the  same  in  either 
case.  If  you  take  only  what  the  friends  of  the  character 
say,  you  may  be  deceived,  and  still  more  so,  if  that  which 
his  enemies  say ;  nay,  even  the  character  himself  sees  him- 
self through  the  medium  of  his  character,  and  not  exactly 
as  he  is.  Take  all  together,  not  omitting  a  shrewd  hint 
from  the  clown  or  the  fool,  and  perhaps  your  impression  will 
be  right ;  and  you  may  know  whether  you  have  in  fact  dis- 
covered the  Poet's  own  idea,  by  all  the  speeches  receiving 
light  from  it,  and  attesting  its  reality  by  reflecting  it. 

'•  Lastly,  in  Shakespeare  the  heterogeneous  is  united,  as  it 
is  in  nature.  You  must  not  suppose  a  pressure  or  passion 
always  acting  on  or  in  the  character !  —  passion  in  Shake- 
speare is  that  by  which  the  individual  is  distinguished  from 
others,  not  that  which  makes  a  different  kind  of  him.  Shake- 
speare followed  the  main  march  of  the  human  affections. 
He  entered  into  no  analysis  of  the  passions  or  faiths  of  men, 
but  assured  himself  that  such  and  such  passions  and  faiths 
were  grounded  in  our  common  nature,  and  not  in  the  mere 
accidents  of  ignorance  or  disease.  This  is  an  important 
consideration,  and  constitutes  our  Shakespeare  the  morning 
star,  the  guide  and  the  pioneer,  of  true  philosophy." 


THE 


POEMS    AND    SONNETS 


SHAKESPEARE. 


INTRODUCTION 


VENUS  AND  ADONIS. 


THE  first  edition  of  VENUS  AND  ADONIS  was  a  quarto  pam- 
phlet of  twenty-seven  leaves,  the  latter  part  of  the  title-page  read- 
ing thus :  "  London  .  Imprinted  by  Richard  Field,  and  are  to  be 
sold  at  the  sign  of  the  white  Greyhound  in  Paul's  Church-yard. 
1593."  On  the  18th  of  April,  1593,  the  poem  was  entered  at  the 
Stationers'  by  Field,  as  "  his  copy,  licensed  by  the  Archbishop  of 
Canterbury,  and  the  Wardens."  A  second  edition  was  made  by 
the  same  publisher  in  1594.  There  were  also  editions  of  it,  by 
John  Harrison  in  1596  and  1600,  and  by  William  Leake  in  1602. 
After  this  time  it  was  often  republished,  and  copies  are  known, 
bearing  the  dates  of  1616  and  1620.  It  was  also  printed  at  Edin- 
burgh by  John  \Vreittoun  in  1627. 

This  frequency  of  publication  sufficiently  witnesses  the  great 
popularity  of  the  poem.  It  is  often  alluded  to,  also,  by  the  Poet's 
contemporaries,  and  in  such  terms  as  show  it  to  have  been  a  gen- 
eral favourite.  Meres,  in  his  Wit's  Treasury,  1598,  speaks  of  it 
thus  :  "  As  the  soul  of  Euphorbus  was  thought  to  live  in  Pythago- 
ras, so  the  sweet,  witty  soul  of  Ovid  lives  in  mellifluous  and  honey- 
tongued  Shakespeare  :  witness  his  Venus  and  Adonis,  his  Lucrece, 
his  sugared  Sonnets  among  his  private  friends."  What  use  was 
sometimes  made  of  it,  may  he  inferred  from  Sharpe's  Noble  Stran- 
ger, 1640,  where  Pupillus  exclaims,  — "  O,  for  the  book  of  Venus 
and  Adonis,  to  court  my  mistress  by  !  " 

The  tenth  book  of  Ovid's  Metamorphoses,_as  translated  by  Ar- 
thur Golding,  probably  furnished  Shakespeare  the  story  of  Venus 
and  Adonis.  Golding's  translation  was  first  published  complete 
in  15G7,  and  reissued  in  1572,  1584,  1587,  and  1593  ;  so  that  it 
must  have  had  a  large  circulation  when  the  poem  was  written. 
The  Poet  eviden.ly  worked  upon  the  plan  of  concentrating  all  the 
interest  on  the  passion  of  the  goddess,  and  took  only  SQ  much  of 
the  story  as  would  directly  serve  this  end.  H's  treatment  of  the 
subject  is  eminently  original  and  inventive  ;  his  genius  playing 


4  VENUS    AND    ADONIS. 

with,  perhaps,  aP  the  freedom  it  could  find  out  of  the  Drama,  where 
alone  he  could  bt  thoroughly  at  home.  The  story  is  also  briefly 
told  in  Spenser's  description  of  the  tapestry  of  Castle  Joyous,  and 
in  The  Shepherd's  Song  of  Venus  and  Adonis,  by  Henry  Consta- 
ble, published  in  England's  Helicon,  1600.  But  Shakespeare's 
use  and  treatment  of  the  subject  are  altogether  different  from 
Spenser's.  Constable  was  not  known  as  a  poet  till  1594,  when  his 
Diana  was  published  ;  and,  as  The  Shepherd's  Song  was  not  in- 
eluded  in  that  collection,  we  may  presume  that  it  had  not  then  been 
written. 

In  the  dedication  of  Venus  and  Adonis,  Shakespeare  speaks  of 
it  as  "  the  first  heir  of  his  invention  ; "  yet  he  had  then  become  so 
distinguished  in  the  Drama  as  to  be  squibbed  by  Robert  Greene, 
and  patronized  by  the  Earl  of  Southampton.  The  greater  part 
of  Greene's  squib  is  quoted  in  our  Life  of  the  Poet,  Chapter  iii. 
Whether  Shakespeare  dated  the  heirship  of  his  poem  from  the  time 
of  writing  or  of  publishing,  is  uncertain  :  probably  the  former  ;  and 
if  so,  then  of  course  it  must  have  been  written  several  years  before 
1593.  The  general  opinion  refers  the  composition  of  the  poem  to 
the  period  before  he  left  Stratford  ;  but  this  is  a  point  on  which 
we  are  without  evidence  of  any  sort  either  way. 

The  merit  of  Venus  and  Adonis,  and  indeed  of  the  author's 
poems  generally,  sinks  into  littleness  beside  that  of  his  dramas. 
We  have  already  seen  how  great  was  its  contemporary  popularity. 
This  excessive  applause  was  followed  by  a  long  period  of  undue 
neglect  or  depreciation  ;  but  in  later  times  the  fashion  has  rather 
been  to  overpraise  it.  Hazlitt,  who  wrote  at  the  time  when  this 
fashion  was  at  its  height,  and  who  could  hardly  see  an  extrav 
agance  in  one  direction  without  becoming  equally  extravagant  in 
the  opposite,  delivers  himself  on  the  subject  as  follows  :  "  In  his 
plays,  Shakespeare  was  '  as  broad  and  casing  as  the  general  air  : ' 
in  his  poems,  on  the  contrary,  he  appears  to  be  <  coop'd  and  cab 
in'd  in '  by  all  the  technicalities  of  art,  by  all  the  petty  intricacies 
of  thought  and  language  which  poetry  had  learned  from  the  con- 
troversial jargon  of  the  schools,  where  words  had  been  made  a 
substitute  for  things.  His  imagination,  by  identifying  itself  with 
the  strongest  characters  in  the  most  trying  circumstances,  grap- 
pled at  once  with  nature,  and  trampled  the  littleness  of  art  under 
its  feet :  the  rapid  changes  of  situation,  the  wide  range  of  the 
uir.verse,  gave  him  life  and  spirit,  and  afforded  full  scope  to  his 
gei  ius  ;  but,  returned  into  his  closet  again,  and  having  assumed 
the  badge  of  his  profession,  he  could  only  labour  in  his  vocation, 
ana  conform  himself  to  existing  models." 

In  this  extract,  the  writer,  as  usual,  has  a  knack  of  suggesting 
the  truth  while  departing  from  it.  Hazlitt  is  comparing  the  poems, 
not  with  the  dramas  written  at  or  near  the  same  time,  but  with 
those  of  a  much  later  date,  when  the  Poet,  after  working  by  "  ex- 
isting models,7'*  had  constructed  an  art  of  his  own.  In  his  poems 


INTRODUCTION.  5 

Shakespeare  does  indeed  impress  us  rather  as  proceeding-  by  rule 
•nd  imitation,  than  by  the  free  inspiration  of  genius  and  nature  : 
he  is  not  himself,  but  rather  what  others  had  been  before  him  ;  and 
we  have  repeatedly  seen,  especially  in  our  Introductions  to  The 
Two  Gentlemen  of  Verona,  Love's  Labour's  Lost,  Titus  Andron- 
icus,  and  Pericles,  that  the  same  is  almost  equally  true  of  his 
earlier  dramas.  He  had  not  then  found  himself,  and  perhaps  it 
was  only  by  working  awhile  as  others  had  done,  that  he  could  find 
himself.  The  inferiority,  then,  of  the  poems  grew  not  so  much 
from  the  conditions  of  the  work,  as  from  the  state  of  his  own  mind  i 
it  was  not  merely  because  they  were  not  dramas,  but  partly  be- 
cause his  genius  was  not  then  mature,  that  they  fall  below  the 
measure  of  bis  powers. 

But,  much  as  the  poems  carry  the  air  of  imitations,  they  show, 
withal,  that  he  could  not  imitate  without  surpassing  his  models. 
Venus  and  Adonis  abounds  in  verbal  and  fantastical  tricks  and 
antics  caught  from  the  taste  and  fashion  of  the  age :  often  it  may 
be  said  of  the  Poet,  that  he  appears  "  singling  out  the  difficulties 
of  the  art,  to  make  an  exhibition  of  his  strength  and  skill  in  wres- 
tling with  them."  But  what  fulness  of  life  and  spirit  there  is  in  it! 
what  richness  and  delicacy  of  imagery !  what  fresh,  and  airy,  and 
subtle  turns  of  invention  and  combination  !  Coleridge,  in  his  Bio- 
graphia  Literaria,  has  the  following  remarks  upon  it : 

"  In  the  Venus  and  Adonis,  the  first  and  most  obvious  excellence 
is  the  perfect  sweetness  of  the  versification  ;  its  adaptation  to  the 
subject ;  and  the  power  displayed  in  varying  the  march  of  the 
words  without  passing  into  a  loftier  and  more  majestic  rhythm  than 
was  demanded  by  the  thoughts,  or  permitted  by  the  propriety  of 
preserving  a  sense  of  melody  predominant.  The  delight  in  rich- 
ness  and  sweetness  of  sound,  even  to  a  faulty  excess,  if  it  be  evi- 
dently original,  and  not  the  result  of  an  easily  imitable  mechanism, 
I  regard  as  a  highly  favourable  promise  in  the  compositions  of  a 
young  man.  '  The  man  that  hath  not  music  in  his  soul '  can  in- 
deed never  be  a  genuine  poet.  Imagery ;  affecting  incidents ; 
just  thoughts  ;  interesting  personal  or  domestic  feelings ;  and 
with  these  the  art  of  their  combination  or  intertexture  in  the  form 
of  a  poem  ;  may  all,  by  incessant  effort,  be  acquired  as  a  trade, 
by  a  man  of  talents  and  much  reading,  who  has  mistaken  an  intense 
desire  of  poetic  reputation  for  a  natural  poetic  genius.  But  the 
sense  of  musical  delight,  with  the  power  of  producing  it,  is  a  gift 
of  imagination  ;  and  this,  together  with  the  power  of  reducing 
multitude  into  unity  of  effect,  and  modifying  a  series  of  thoughts 
by  some  one  predominant  thought  or  feeling,  may  be  cultivated  and 
improved,  but  can  never  be  learnt.  It  is  in  this  sense  that  Poeta 
nascit.ni ,  non  Jit. 

"  A  second  promise  of  genius  is  the  choice  of  subjects  very  re- 
mote from  the  private  interests  and  circumstances  of  the  writei 
himself.  At  least  I  have  found,  that  where  the  subject  is  tak  i« 


n  VENUS   ANP   ADONIS. 

immediately  from  the  author's  personal  sensations  and  experiences 
the  excellence  of  a  particular  poem  is  hut  an  equivocal  mark,  and 
often  a  fallacious  pledge,  of  genuine  poetic  power.  In  the  Venus 
and  Adonis,  this  proof  of  poetic  power  exists  even  to  excess.  It 
is  throughout  as  if  a  superior  spirit,  more  intuitive,  more  intimately 
co  iscious,  even  than  the  characters  themselves,  not  only  of  every 
outward  look  and  act,  but  of  the  flux  and  reflux  of  the  mind  in  all 
its  subtlest  thoughts  and  feelings,  were  placing  the  whole  before  our 
view  ;  himself,  meanwhile,  unparticipating  in  the  passions,  and 
actuated  only  by  that  pleasurable  excitement,  which  had  resulted 
from  the  energetic  fervour  of  his  own  spirit,  in  so  vividly  exhibit- 
ing what  it  had  so  accurately  and  profoundly  contemplated.  I 
think  I  should  have  conjectured,  that  even  the  great  instinct  which 
impelled  the  Poet  to  the  drama  was  secretly  working  in  him, 
prompting  him  by  a  series  and  never-broken  chain  of  imagery,  al- 
ways vivid,  and,  because  unbroken,  often  minute;  by  the  highest 
effort  of  the  picturesque  in  words,  of  which  w-«rds  are  capable 
higher  perhaps  than  was  ever  realized  by  any  other  poet,  even 
Dnnte  not  excepted  ;  to  provide  a  substitute  for  that  visual  lan- 
guage, that  constant  intervention  and  running  comment,  bv  tone, 
look,  and  gesture,  which  in  his  dramatic  works  he  was  entitled  to 
expect  from  the  players.  His  Venus  and  Adonis  seem  at  once 
the  characters  themselves,  and  the  whole  representation  of  those 
characters  by  consummate  actors.  You  seem  to  be  told  nothing, 
but  to  see  and  hear  every  thing1. 

"  Hence  it  is,  that  from  the  perpetual  activity  of  attention  re- 
quired on  the  part  of  the  reader  ;  from  the  rapid  flow,  the  quick 
change,  and  the  playful  nature  of  the  thoughts  and  images  ;  and, 
above  all.  from  the  alienation,  and,  if  I  may  hazard  such  an  ex 
pression,  the  utter  aloofness  of  the  Poet's  own  feelings,  from  those 
of  which  he  is  at  once  the  painter  and  the  analyst;  that  though  the 
verv  subject  cannot  but  detract  from  the  pleasure  of  a  delicate 
mind,  yet  never  was  poem  less  dangerous  on  a  moral  account. 
Instead  of  doing  as  Ariosto,  and  as,  still  more  offensively,  Wie- 
land  has  done;  instead  of  degrading  and  deforming  passion  into 
appetite,  the  trials  of  love  into  the  struggles  of  concupiscence, 
Shakespeare  has  here  represented  the  animal  impulse  itself  so  as 
to  preclude  all  sympathy  with  it.  by  dissipating  the  reader's  notice 
among  the  thousand  outward  images,  and  now  beautiful,  now  faii- 
ciful  circumstances,  which  forms  its  dresses  and  scenery  ;  or  by 
diverting  our  attention  from  the  main  subject  by  those  frequent 
witty  or  profound  reflections,  which  the  Poet's  ever-active  mind 
has  deduced  from,  or  connected  with,  the  imagery  and  the  inci- 
dents. The  reader  is  forced  into  too  much  action  to  sympathize 
with  the  merely  passive  of  our  nature.  As  little  can  a  mind  thus 
•oused  and  awakened  be  brooded  on  by  mean  and  indistinct  emo- 
tion, as  the  low,  lazy  mist  can  creep  upon  the  surface  of  a  lake, 
while  a  strong  gale  is  driving  it  onward  in  waves  and  billows." 


TO    THE    RIGHT    HONOURABLE 

HENRY    WRIOTHESLY, 

EARL  OP  SOUTHAMPTON,   AND  BARON  OF  TICHFLKLD.l 

RIGHT  HONOURABLE  :  I  know  not  how  I  shall  offend 
m  dedicating  my  unpolished  lines  to  your  lordship,  nor 

1  This  nobleman,  the  third  Earl  of  Southampton,  was  horn  the 
6th  of  October,  1573,  became  a  student  of  Si.  John's  College, 
Cambridge,  in  1585,  and  proceeded  Master  of  Arts  in  1589.  Three 
vears  later,  he  was  admitted  to  the  same  degree  at  Oxford.  At 
the  time  of  this  dedication,  1593,  he  was  twenty  years  of  age.  He 
was  early  distinguished  for  his  attachment  to  literature,  his  patron- 
age of  Shakespeare  having  begun  before  the  taking  of  his  degree 
at  Oxford.  In  his  dedication  of  The  Rape  of  Lucrece,  1594,  the 
Poet  delicately  intimates  the  favours  he  had  already  received  from 
his  youthful  patron.  In  1597  Southampton  embarked  as  a  volun- 
teer in  the  expedition  against  Spain,  under  Essex,  being  appointed 
captain  of  one  of  the  principal  ships.  He  afterwards  had  the 
command  of  a  squadron,  and  was  knighted  by  Essex  for  his  gal- 
lantry in  a  situation  of  great  peril.  The  next  year  he  went  with 
Essex  into  Ireland,  and  was  there  made  General  of  the  Horse; 
but  the  Queen  would  not  suffer  him  to  nold  the  place,  as  he  had 
married  a  cousin  of  Essex  without  her  consent.  On  the  fall  of 
Essex,  he  was  sent  to  the  Tower,  where  he  was  kept  during  the 
rest  of  Elizabeth's  reign.  Not  long  after  his  release,  he  was  made 
governor  of  the  Isle  of  Wight ;  but,  being  secretly  accused  of  too 
great  intimacy  with  the  Queen.  King  James  had  him  arrested  :  the 
accusation,  however,  being  unsuslained,  he  was  discharged,  and 
afterwards  retired  in  disgust  to  Spa.  He  was  with  Lord  Herbert 
of  Cherbury  at  the  siege  of  Rees  ;  returned  to  England  in  1619, 
and  was  appointed  a  member  of  the  Privy  Council  :  but  he  again 
incurred  the  royal  displeasure  by  going  with  the  popular  party, 
and  was  for  a  short  time  in  the  custody  of  the  Dean  of  Westmin- 
ster. In  1624  he  had  the  command  of  a  small  force  against  the 
Spaniards  in  the  Low  Countries,  and  died  of  a  fever  at  Bergen- 
op-Zoom,  on  the  10th  of  November  that  year.  He  received  many 
tributes  and  testimonies  of  honour  from  the  scholars  and  higher 
wits  of  his  time;  but  his  friendship  for  Shakespeare  has  given  his 
name  and  character  an  abiding  interest.  Camden  tells  us  that  he 
was  as  well  known  for  his  love  of  letters  as  for  his  military  exploits  ; 


8  DEDICATION. 

how  the  world  will  censure  me  for  choosing  so  strong  a 
prop  to  support  so  weak  a  burden :  only,  if  your  Honour 
seem  but  pleased,  I  account  myself  highly  praised,  and 
vow  to  take  advantage  of  all  idle  hours,  till  I  have  hon- 
oured you  with  some  graver  labour.  But,  if  the  first  heir 
of  my  invention  prove  deformed,  I  shall  be  sorry  it  had  so 
noble  a  god-father,  and  never  after  ear  so  barren  a  land,* 
tor  fear  it  yield  me  still  so  bad  a  harvest  I  leave  it  to 
your  honourable  survey,  and  your  Honour  to  your  heart's 
content ;  which  I  wish  may  always  answer  your  own  wish, 
and  the  world's  hopeful  expectation. 

Your  Honour's  in  all  duty, 

WILLIAM   SHAKESPEARE. 

•nd  Sir  John  Beaumont,  after  commending  his  public  and  prvate 
virtues,  speaks  of  his  liberality  to  men  of  genius  and  learning  as 
his  highest  title  to  praise : 

"I  keep  that  glory  last,  which  is  the  best ; 
The  love  of  learning,  which  he  oft  express'd 
By  conversation,  and  respect  to  those 
Who  had  a  name  in  arts,  in  verse  or  prose."  H. 

*  To  ear  is  the  old  word  for  to  plough :  hence  earable  or  ara 
ble.  So  in  All's  Well  that  Ends  Well,  Act  i.  sc.  3  :  "He  that  tart 
my  land  spares  mv  team,  and  gives  me  leave  to  inn  the  crop." 
See.  also,  King  Richard  II-.  Act  iii.  sc.  2,  note  15.  H. 


VENUS  AND  ADONIS. 

Vilia  miretur  vulgus,  inilii  flavus  Apollo 
Pocula  Castalia  plena  ministret  aqua.     OVID. 


ARGUMENT. 

Venus  in  vain  endeavours  to  inspire  her  favourite  Ado- 
nis with  a  mutual  passion,  and  to  dissuade  him  from  a  too 
eager  pursuit  of  the  pleasures  of  the  chase.  The  youth 
rejects  the  overtures,  and  disregards  the  advice  of  the 
goddess,  and  is  mortally  wounded  by  a  wild  boar :  his 
body  is  changed  into  a  flower  called  anemone  by  his  dis- 
consolate mistress,  who,  after  tenderly  lamenting  his  un- 
timely death,  is  conveyed  in  the  clouds  to  Paphos. 

EVEN  as  the  sun  with  purple-colour'd  face 
Had  ta'en  his  last  leave  of  the  weeping  morn, 
Rose-cheek'd  Adonis  hied  him  to  the  chase ; 
Hunting  he  lov'd,  but  love  he  laugh'd  to  scorn : 
Sick-thoughted  Venus  makes  amain  unto  him, 
And  like  a  bold-fac'd  suitor  'gins  to  woo  him. 

Tl  hrice  fairer  than  myself,  (thus  she  began,) 
The  field's  chief  flower,  sweet  above  compare, 
Stain  to  all  nymphs,  more  lovely  than  a  man, 
More  white  and  red  than  doves  or  roses  are ; 
Nature  that  made  thee,  with  herself  at  strife, 
Saith  that  the  world  hath  ending  with  thy  life. 

Vouchsafe,  thou  wonder,  to  alight  thy  steed, 
And  rein  his  proud  head  to  the  saddle-bow ; 
If  thou  wilt  deign  this  favour,  for  thy  meed 
A  thousand  honey  secrets  shall  thou  know. 


10  VENUS    AND    ADONIS. 

Here  come  and  sit,  where  never  serpent  hisses, 
And,  being  set,  I'll  smother  thee  with  kisses : 

And  yet  not  cloy  thy  lips  with  loath'd  satiety, 
But  rather  famish  them  amid  their  plenty, 
Making1  them  red  and  pale  with  fresh  variety; 
Ten  rfisses  short  as  one,  one  long  as  twenty: 
A  summer's  day  will  seem  an  hour  but  short, 
Being  wasted  in  such  time-beguiling  sport. 

With  this,  she  seizeth  on  his  sweating  palm, 
The  precedent  of  pith  and  livelihood, 
And,  trembling  in  her  passion,  calls  it  balm, 
Earth's  sovereign  salve  to  do  a  goddess  good : 
Being  so  enrag'd,  desire  doth  lend  her  force 
Courageously  to  pluck  him  from  his  horse. 

Over  one  arm  the  lusty  courser's  rein, 
Under  her  other  was  the  tender  boy, 
Who  blush'd  and  pouted  in  a  dull  disdain, 
With  leaden  appetite,  unapt  to  toy  ; 
She  red  and  hot  as  coals  of  glowing  fire, 
He  red  for  shame,  but  frosty  in  desire. 

The  studded  bridle  on  a  ragged  bough 

Nimbly  she  fastens ;   (O,  how  quick  is  love !) 

The  steed  is  stalled  up,  and  even  now 

To  tie  the  rider  she  begins  to  prove : 

Backward  she  push'd  him,  as  she  would  be  thrust, 

And  govern'd  him  in  strength,  though  not  in  lust. 

So  soon  was  she  along,  as  he  was  down, 
Each  leaning  on  their  elbows  and  their  hips : 
Now  doth  she  stroke  his  cheek,  now  doth  he  frown. 
And  'gins  to  chide,  but  soon  she  stops  his  lips ; 
And  kissing  speaks,  with  lustful  language  broken 
If  thou  wilt  chide,  thy  lips  shall  never  open. 


VENUS    AND    ADONIS.  II 

He  burns  with  bashful  shame ,   she  with  her  tears 
Doth  quench  the  maiden  burning  of  his  cheeks  ; 
Then,  with  her  windy  sighs  and  golden  hairs, 
To  fan  and  blow  them  dry  again  she  seeks : 
He  saith  she  is  immodest,  blames  her  'miss ; ! 
What  follows  more,  she  murders  with  a  kiss. 

Even  as  an  empty  eagle,  sharp  by  fast, 
Tires  with  her  beak  on  feathers,  flesh,  and  bone,2 
Shaking  her  wings,  devouring  all  in  haste, 
Till  either  gorge  be  stuff'd,  or  prey  be  gone , 
Even  so  she  kiss'd  his  brow,  his  cheek,  his  chin, 
And  where  she  ends  she  doth  anew  begin. 

Forc'd  to  content,3  but  never  to  obey, 
Panting  he  lies,  and  breatheth  in  her  face : 
She  feedeth  on  the  steam,  as  on  a  prey, 
And  calls  it  heavenly  moisture,  air  of  grace  ; 
Wishing  her  cheeks  were  gardens  full  of  flowers, 
So  they  were  dew'd  with  such  distilling  showers. 

Look,  how  a  bird  lies  tangled  in  a  net, 

So  fasten'd  in  her  arms  Adonis  lies  ; 

Pure  shame  and  aw'd  resistance  made  him  fret, 

Which  bred  more  beauty  in  his  angry  eyes: 

Rain,  added  to  a  river  that  is  rank,4 

Perforce  will  force  it  overflow  the  bank. 

Still  she  intreats,  and  prettily  intreats, 
For  to  a  pretty  air  she  tunes'  her  tale  ; 

*  Amiss  was  not  unfrequently  used  as  a  substantive,  meaning, 
of  course,  something  done  amiss.  —  In  the  next  line,  the  first  three 
editions  have  murders;  later  editions,  smothers.  H. 

*  To  tire  is  to  tear,  or  feed  upon,  as  a  bird  of  prey.     See 
Henry  VI.,  Act  i.  sc.  1,  note  14.  H. 

*  That  is,  compelled  to  acquiescence,  or  forced  to  be  content. 

H. 

4  That  is,  a  river  already  full.    So  in  Drayton's  Barons  Wars 
•  Fetching  full  tides,  luxurious,  high,  and  rank  "  H. 


12  VENUS    AND    ADONI-J. 

Still  is  he  Milieu,  still  he  lowers  and  frets, 
'Tvvixt  crimson  shame,  and  anger  ashy-nale  : 
Being  red,  she  loves  him  best ;   and,  being  white, 
Her  best  is  better'd  with  a  more  delight. 

Look  how  he  can,  she  cannot  choose  but  love  ; 
And  by  her  fair  immortal  hand  she  swears 
From  his  soft  bosom  never  to  remove, 
Till  he  take  truce  with  her  contending  tears, 
Which  long  have  rain'd,  making  her  cheeks  all  wet ; 
And  one  sweet  kiss  shall  pay  this  countless  debt. 

Upon  this  promise  did  he  raise  his  chin, 
Like  a  dive-dapper  peering  through  a  wave,8 
Who,  being  look'd  on,  ducks  as  quickly  in  ; 
So  offers  he  to  give  what  she  did  crave ; 
But,  when  her  lips  were  ready  for  his  pay, 
He  winks,  and  turns  his  lips  another  way. 

Never  did  passenger,  in  summer's  heat, 

More  thirst  for  drink  than  she  for  this  good  turn: 

Her  help  she  sees,  but  help  she  cannot  get; 

She  bathes  in  water,  yet  her  fire  must  burn 

O,  pity,  'gan  she  cry,  flint-hearted  boy.! 

'Tis  but  a  kiss  I  beg :  why  art  thou  coy  ? 

I  have  been  woo'd,  as  I  intreat  thee  now, 
Even  by  the  stern  and  direful  god  of  war, 
Whose  sinewy  neck  in  battle  ne'er  did  bow ; 
Who  conquers  where  he  comes,  in  every  jar : 
Yet  hath  he  been  my  captive  and  my  slave, 
And  begg'd  for  that  which  thou  unask'd  shalt  havft 

Over  my  altars  hath  he  hung  his  lance, 
f  lis  batter'd  shield,  his  uncontrolled  crest ; 
And  for  my  sake  hath  learn'd  to  sport  and  dance, 
To  toy,  to  wanton,  dally,  smile,  and  jest ; 

*  A  dive  'dapper  is  a  didapper  or  dabchich,  a  species  of  Colyn* 

bus  « 


VENUS    AND    ADOM5.  13 

Scorning  his  churlish  drum,  and  ensign  red, 
Making  my  arms  his  field,  his  tent  my  bed. 

Thus  he  that  over-rul'd,  I  oversway'd, 

Leading  him  prisoner  in  a  red-rose  chain: 

Strong-tern  per 'd  steel  his  stronger  strength  obey'd, 

Yet  was  he  servile  to  my  coy  disdain. 

O !   be  not  proud,  nor  brag  not  of  thy  might, 

For  mastering  her  that  foil'd  the  god  of  fight. 

Toucli  but  my  lips  with  those  fair  lips  of  thine, 
(Though  mine  be  not  so  fair,  yet  are  they  red,) 
The  kiss  shall  be  thine  own  as  well  as  mine. 
What  seest  thou  in  the  ground  ?  hold  up  thy  head ' 
Look  in  mine  eye-balls,  there  thy  beauty  lies; 
Then,  why  not  lips  on  lips,  since  eyes  in  eyes  1 

Art  thou  asham'd  to  kiss  ?  then,  wink  again, 
And  I  will  wink  ;  so  shall  the  day  seem  night: 
Love  keeps  his  revels  where  there  are  but  twain  ; 
Be  bold  to  play,  our  sport  is  not  in  sight : 
These  blue-vein'd  violets,  whereon  we  lean, 
Never  can  blab,  nor  know  not  what  we  mean. 

The  tender  spring  upon  thy  tempting  lip 

Shows  thee  unripe,  yet  rnay'st  thou  well  be  tasted 

Make  use  of  time,  let  not  advantage  slip  ; 

Beauty  within  itself  should  not  be  wasted  : 

Fair  flowers,  that  are  not  gather'd  in  their  prime, 

Rot  and  consume  themselves  in  little  time. 

Were  I  hard-favour'd,  foul,  or  wrinkled-old, 
Ill-nurtur'd,  crooked,  churlish,  harsh  in  voice, 
O'er-worn,  despised,  rheumatic,  and  cold, 
Thick-sighted,  barren,  lean,  and  lacking  juice, 
Then  might'st  thou   pause,  for  then  I  were  not  foi 

thee ; 
But,  having  no  defects,  why  dost  abhor  me  ? 


14  VENUS    AN1J    ADONIS. 

Thou  canst  not  see  one  wrinkle  in  my  brow ; 
Mine  eyes  are  gray  and  bright,6  and  quick  in  turn- 
ing ; 

My  beauty  as  the  spring  doth  yearly  grow ; 
My  flesh  is  soft  and  plump,  my  marrow  burning : 
My  smooth  moist  hand,  were  it  with  thy  hand  felt, 
Would  in  thy  palm  dissolve,  or  seem  to  melt.7 

Hid  me  discourse,  I  will  enchant  thine  ear ; 

Or,  like  a  fairy,  trip  upon  the  green  ; 

Or,  like  a  nymph,  with  long  dishevell'd  hair, 

Dance  on  the  sands,  and  yet  no  footing  seen : 

Love  is  a  spirit  all  compact  of  fire;8 

Not  gross  to  sink,  but  light,  and  will  aspire. 

Witness  this  primrose  bank  whereon  I  lie : 

These  forceless  flowers  like  sturdy  trees  support  me ; 

Two  strengthless  doves  will  draw  me  through  the 

sky, 

From  morn  till  night,  even  where  I  list  to  sport  me: 
Is  love  so  light,  swset  boy  ;  and  may  it  be, 
That  thou  should'st  think  it  heavy  unto  thee  1 

Is  thine  own  heart  to  thine  own  face  affected  ? 
Can  thy  right  hand  seize  love  upon  thy  left  1 
Then  woo  thyself,  be  of  thyself  rejected, 
Steal  thine  own  freedom,  and  complain  on  theft. 
Narcissus  so  himself  himself  forsook, 
And  died  to  kiss  his  shadow  in  the  brook. 

6  Gray  eyes  were  the  same  as  are  now  called  blue.     See  Ro 
meo  and  Juliet,  Act  ii.  sc.  4,  note  7.  H. 

7  What  moisture  of  hand  was  thought  to  indicate,  is  shown  in 
Antony  and  Cleopatra,  Act  i.  sc.  2 :  "  Nay,  if  an  oi'y  palm  be  not  a 
fruitful  prognostication,  I  cannot  scratch  mine  ear."    And  in  Othel- 
lo, Act  iii.  sc.  4 :  "  Here's  a  young  and  sweating  devil  here,  thai 
commonly  rebels.     'Tis  a  good  hand;  a  frank  one."  H. 

8  That  is,  all  made  up  or  composed  of  fire  ;  as  in  the  phrase,  "of 
imagination  a1!  compact."  H. 


VENUS    AND    ADONIS.  15 

Torches  are  made  to  light,  jewels  to  wear, 
Dainties  to  taste,  fresh  beauty  for  the  use, 
Herbs  for  their  smell,  and  sappy  plants  to  bear  ; 
Things  growing  to  themselves  are  growth's  abuse : 
Seeds  spring  from  seeds,  and  beauty  breedeth  beauty : 
Thou  wast  begot ;  to  get,  it  is  thy  duty. 

Upon  the  earth's  increase  why  should'st  thou  feed, 
Unless  the  earth  with  thy  increase  be  fed  ? 
By  law  of  nature  thou  art  bound  to  breed, 
That  thine  may  live  when  thou  thyself  art  dead; 
And  so  in  spite  of  death  thou  dost  survive, 
In  that  thy  likeness  still  is  left  alive. 

By  this,  the  love-sick  queen  began  to  sweat, 

For  where  they  lay  the  shadow  had  forsook  them ; 

And  Titan,  'tired  in  the  mid-day  heat, 

With  burning  eye  did  hotly  overlook  them ; 

Wishing  Adonis  had  his  team  to  guide, 

So  he  were  like  him,  and  by  Venus'  side. 

And  now  Adonis,  with  a  lazy  sprite, 

And  with  a  heavy,  dark,  disliking  eye, 

His  lowering  brows  o'erwhelming  his  fair  sight. 

Like  misty  vapours,  when  they  blot  the  sky, 

Souring  his  cheeks,  cries,  Fie  !  no  more  of  love : 

The  sun  doth  burn  my  face ;  I  must  remove. 

Ali  me  !   (quoth  Venus,)  young,  and  so  unkind  1 
What  bare  excuses  mak'st  thou  to  be  gone ! 
I'll  sigli  celestial  breath,  whose  gentle  wind 
Shall  cool  the  heat  of  this  descending  sun : 
I'll  make  a  shadow  for  thee  of  my  hairs ; 
If  they  burn  too,  I'll  quench  them  with  my  tears. 

The  sun  that  shines  from  heaven,  shines  but  warm, 
And,  lo !   I  lie  between  that  sun  and  thee : 
The  heat  I  have  from  thence  doth  little  harm, 
Thine  eye  darts  forth  the  fire  .that  burneth  me ; 


16  VENUS    AND    ADONIS. 

And  were  I  not  immortal,  life  were  done, 
Between  this  heavenly  and  earthly  sun. 

Art  thou  obdurate,  flinty,  hard  as  steel  ? 

Nay,  more  than  flint,  for  stone  at  rain  relenteth 

Art  thou  a  woman's  son,  and  canst  not  feel 

What  'tis  to  love  ?   how  want  of  love  tormenteth  1 

O !  had  thy  mother  borne  so  hard  a  mind, 

She  had  not  brought  forth  thee,  but  died  unkind.9 

What  am  I,  that  thou  should'st  contemn  me  this  ? 
Or  what  great  danger  dwells  upon  my  suit  ? 
What  were  thy  lips  the  worse  for  one  poor  kiss? 
Speak,  fair ;  but  speak  fair  words,  or  else  be  mute 
Give  me  one  kiss ;  I'll  give  it  thee  again  ; 
And  one  for  interest,  if  thou  wilt  have  twain. 

Fie  !   lifeless  picture,  cold  and  senseless  stone, 
Well-painted  idol,  image  dull  and  dead, 
Statue,  contenting  but  the  eye  alone ; 
Thing  like  a  man,  but  of  no  woman  bred : 
Thou  art  no  man,  though  of  a  man's  complexion; 
For  men  will  kiss  even  by  their  own  direction. 

This  said,  impatience  chokes  her  pleading  tongue, 
And  swelling  passion  doth  provoke  a  pause ; 
Red  cheeks  and  fiery  eyes  blaze  forth  her  wrong: 
Being  judge  in  love,  she  cannot  right  her  cause ; 
And  now  she  weeps,  and  now  she  fain  would  speak, 
And  now  her  sobs  do  her  intendments  break. 

Sometimes  she  shakes  her  head,  and  then  his  hand 
Now  gazeth  she  on  him,  now  on  the  ground ; 
Sometimes  her  arms  infold  him  like  a  bnnd: 
She  would,  he  will  not  in  her  arms  be  bound ; 
And  when  from  thence  he  struggles  to  be  gone, 
She  locks  her  lily  fingers,  one  in  one. 

•  That  is,  died  childless,  or  without  any  of  her  kind..  B 


VENUS    AND    ADONIS.  17 

Fondling,  she  saith,  since  I  have  hemm'd  thee  here, 

Within  the  circuit  of  this  ivory  pale, 

I'll  be  a  park,  and  thou  shalt  be  my  deer: 

Feed  where  thou  wilt,  on  mountain  or  in  dale ; 

Graze  on  my  lips,  and,  if  those  hills  be  dry, 

Stray  lower,  where  the  pleasant  fountains  lie. 

Within  this  limit  is  relief  enough ; 

Sweet  bottom-grass,  and  high  delightful  plain, 

Round  rising  hillocks,  brakes  obscure  and  rough, 

To  shelter  thee  from  tempest  and  from  rain  : 

Then,  be  my  deer,  since  I  am  such  a  park ; 

No  dog  shall  rouse  thee,  though  a  thousand  bark. 

At  this  Adonis  smiles,  as  in  disdain, 

That  in  each  cheek  appears  a  pretty  dimple : 

Love  made  those  hollows  ;  if  himself  were  slain, 

He  might  be  buried  in  a  tomb  so  simple ; 

Foreknowing  well,  if  there  he  came  to  lie, 

Why,  there  Love  liv'd,  and  there  he  could  not  die. 

These  lovely  caves,  these  round  enchanting  pits, 
Open'd  their  mouths  to  swallow  Venus'  liking. 
Being  mad  before,  how  doth  she  now  for  wits  ? 
Struck  dead  at  first,  what  needs  a  second  striking  1 
Poor  queen  of  love,  in  thine  own  law  forlorn, 
To  love  a  cheek  that  smiles  at  thee  in  scorn ! 

Now  which  way  shall  she  turn  1  what  shall  she  say  1 
Her  words  are  done,  her  woes  the  more  increasing  ; 
The  time  is  spent,  her  object  will  away, 
And  from  her  twining  arms  doth  urge  releasing. 
Pity  !   she  cries  ;  some  favour,  some  remorse  ! I0 
Away  he  springs,  and  Imsteth  to  his  horse. 

10  The  more  common  meaning  of  remorse  in  the  Po«t'»  time 
was  compassion  or  tenderness.  H. 


18  VENUS    AND    ADONIS. 

But,  lo !  from  forth  a  copse  that  neighbours  l/y 
A  breeding  jennet,  lusty,  young,  and  proud, 
Adonis'  trampling  courser  doth  espy, 
And  forth  she  rushes,  snorts,  and  neighs  aloud : 
The  strong-neck'd  steed,  being  tied  unto  a  tree, 
Breaketh  his  reign,  and  to  her  straight  goes  he. 

Imperiously  he  leaps,  he  neighs,  he  bounds, 
And  now  his  woven  girths  he  breaks  asunder; 
The  bearing  earth  with  his  hard  hoof  he  wounds, 
Whose  hollow  womb  resounds  like  heaven's  thundei 
The  iron  bit  he  crusheth  'tween  his  teeth, 
Controlling  what  he  was  controlled  with. 

His  ears  up-prick'd,  his  braided  hanging  mane 
Upon  his  compass'd  crest  now  stands  on  end  ;n 
His  nostrils  drink  the  air,  and  forth  again, 
As  from  a  furnace,  vapours  doth  he  send; 
His  eye,  which  scornfully  glisters  like  fire, 
Shows  his  hot  courage  and  his  high  desire. 

Sometime  he  trots,  as  if  he  told  the  steps, 

With  gentle  majesty  and  modest  pride ; 

Anon  he  rears  upright,  curvets  and  leaps, 

As  who  should  say,  lo  !  thus  my  strength  is  tried 

And  this  I  do,  to  captivate  the  eye 

Of  the  fair  breeder  that  is  standing  by. 

What  recketh  he  his  ridei's  angry  stir, 

His  flattering  holla,  or  his  "  Stand,  I  say  ?  " 

What  cares  he  now  for  curb,  or  pricking  spur  ? 

For  rich  caparisons,  or  trapping  gay  7 

He  sees  his  love,  and  nothing  else  he  sees, 

For  nothing  else  with  his  proud  sight  agrees. 

Look,  when  a  painter  would  surpass  the  life, 
In  limning  out  a  well-proportion'd  steed, 

11    Compass'd  for  arched. 


VENUS    AND    ADONIS  19 

His  art  with  nature's  workmanship  at  strife, 
As  if  the  dead  the  living  should  exceed ; 
So  did  this  horse  excel  a  common  one, 
In  shape,  in  courage,  colour,  pace,  and  bone. 

Round-hoof 'd,  short-jointed,  fetlocks  shag  and  long, 
Broad  breast,  full  eye,  small  head,  and  nostril  wide, 
High  crest,  short  ears,  straight  legs,  and  passing 

strong, 

Thin  mane,  thick  tail,  broad  buttock,  tender  hide : 
Look,  what  a  horse  should  have,  he  did  not  lack, 
Save  a  proud  rider  on  so  proud  a  back. 

Sometime  he  scuds  far  off,  and  there  he  stares; 
Anon  he  starts  at  stirring  of  a  feather : 
To  bid  the  wind  a  base12  he  now  prepares, 
And  whe'r  he  run  or  fly,  they  know  not  whether , 
For  through  his  mane  and  tail  the  high  wind  sings, 
Fanning  the  hairs,  who  wave  like  feather'd  wings. 

He  looks  upon  his  love,  and  neighs  unto  her ; 
She  answers  him,  as  if  she  knew  his  mind : 
Being  proud,  as  females  are,  to  see  him  woo  hei, 
She  puts  on  outward  strangeness,  seems  unkind ; 
Spurns  at  his  love,  and  scorns  the  heat  he  feels, 
Beating  his  kind  embracements  with  her  heels. 

Then,  like  a  melancholy  malcontent, 

He  vails  his  tail,13  that,  like  a  falling  plume, 

Cool  shadow  to  his  melting  buttock  lent : 

He  stamps,  and  bites  the  poor  flies  in  his  fume. 

His  love,  perceiving  how  he  is  enrag'd, 

Grew  kinder,  and  his  fury  was  assuag'd. 

12  That  is,  to  challenge  the  wind  to  a  contest  for  superiority 
Base  is  a  rustic  game,  sometimes  termed  prison-base,  or  prison- 
bars.     See  Cymbeline,  Act  v.  sc.  3,  note  1. 

13  To  vail  is  to  lower  or  let  fall.     See  The  Merchant  of  Ven 
ice.  Act  i.  sc.  1,  note  3.  B. 


20  VENUS    AND    ADONIS. 

His  testy  master  go'th  about  to  take  him  ; 
When,  lo  !  the  unback'd  breeder,  full  of  feai, 
Jealous  of  catching,  swiftly  doth  forsake  him, 
With  her  the  horse,  and  left  Adonis  there. 
As  they  were  mad,  unto  the  wood  they  hie  them, 
Outstripping  crows  that  strive  to  over-fly  them. 

All  swol'n  with  chafing,14  down  Adonis  sits, 
Banning  his  boisterous  and  unruly  beast ; 
And  now  the  happy  season  once  more  fits, 
That  love-sick  Love  by  pleading  may  be  blest ; 
For  lovers  say,  the  heart  hath  treble  wrong, 
When  it  is  barr'd  the  aidance  of  the  tongue. 

An  oven  that  is  stopp'd,  or  river  stay'd, 
Burneth  more  hotly,  swelleth  with  more  rage ; 
So  of  concealed  sorrow  may  be  said : 
Free  vent  of  words  love's  fire  doth  assuage ; 
But,  when  the  heart's  attorney  once  is  mute, 
The  client  breaks,  as  desperate  in  his  suit. 

He  sees  her  coming,  and  begins  to  glow, 
Even  as  a  dying  coal  revives  with  wind, 
And  with  his  bonnet  hides  his  angry  brow ; 
Looks  on  the  dull  earth  with  disturbed  mind, 
Taking  no  notice  that  she  is  so  nigh, 
For  all  askance  he  holds  her  in  his  eye. 

O !   what  a  sight  it  was,  wistly  to  view 
How  she  came  stealing  to  the  wayward  boy ; 
To  note  the  fighting  conflict  of  her  hue, 
How  white  and  red  each  other  did  destroy : 
But  now  her  cheek  was  pale,  and  by  and  by 
It  flash'd  forth  fire,  as  lightning  from  the  sky. 

14  The  first  three  editions  have  chafing;  that  of  1600  misprints 
chasing,  and  is  commonly  followed  in  modern  erf:'.ions.  —  Banning, 
in  the  next  line,  is  cursing.  H. 


VENUS    AND    ADONIS.  2' 

Now  was  she  just  before  him  as  he  sat, 
And  like  a  lowly  lover  down  she  kneels ; 
With  one  fair  hand  she  heaveth  up  his  hat, 
Her  other  tender  hand  his  fair  cheek  feels : 
His  tenderer  cheek  receives  her  soft  hand's  print, 
As  apt  as  new-fall'n  snow  takes  any  dint. 

O,  what  a  war  of  looks  was  then  between  them ! 
Her  eyes,  petitioners,  to  his  eyes  suing ; 
His  eyes  saw  her  eyes  as  they  had  not  seen  them ; 
Her  eyes  woo'd  still,  his  eyes  disdain'd  the  wooing 
And  all  this  dumb  play  had  his  acts15  made  plain 
With  tears,  which,  chorus-like,  her  eyes  did  rain. 

Full  gently  now  she  takes  him  by  the  hand, 

A  lily  prison'd  in  a  jail  of  snow, 

Or  ivory  in  an  alabaster  band ; 

So  white  a  friend  engirts  so  white  a  foe : 

This  beauteous  combat,  wilful  and  unwilling, 

Show'd  like  two  silver  doves  that  sit  a-billing. 

Once  more  the  engine  of  her  thoughts  began : 

O,  fairest  mover  on  this  mortal  round ! 

Would  thou  wert  as  I  am,  and  I  a  man ; 

My  heart  all  whole  as  thine,  thy  heart  my  wound  ; ia 

For  one  sweet  look  thy  help  I  would  assure  thee, 

Though  nothing  but  my  body's  bane  would  cure  thee. 

Give  me  my  hand,  saith  he ;  why  dost  thou  feel  it  ! 
Give  me  my  heart,  saith  she,  and  thou  shalt  have  it : 
O !   give  it  me,  lest  thy  hard  heart  do  steel  it, 
And,  being  steel'd,  soft  sighs  can  never  grave  it : 
Then  love's  deep  groans  I  never  shall  regard, 
Because  Adonis'  heart  hath  made  mine  hard. 


15  We  have  often  seen  that  his  was  constantly  used  for  its  in  the 
Poet's  time,  the  latter  not  being  then  a  legitimate  word.  —  The 
closing  couplet  of  this  stanza  is  an  evident  allusion  to  the  dutnl) 
shows,  and  accompanying  choruses  of  the  old  stage.  H. 

"  Tby  heart  wounded  as  :r.;ne  i* 


22  VENUS    AND    ADONIS. 

For  shame !  he  cries ;  let  go,  and  let  me  go ; 
My  day's  delight  is  past,  my  horse  is  gone, 
And  'tis  your  fault  I  am  bereft  him  so : 
I  pray  you,  hence,  and  leave  me  here  alone ; 
For  all  my  mind,  my  thought,  my  busy  care, 
Is  how  to  get  my  palfrey  from  the  mare. 

Thus  she  replies :  Thy  palfrey,  as  he  should, 
Welcomes  the  warm  approach  of  sweet  desire : 
Affection  is  a  coal  that  must  be  cool'd ; 
Else,  suffer'd,  it  will  set  the  heart  on  fire : 
The  sea  hath  bounds,  but  deep  desire  hath  none; 
Therefore  no  marvel  though  thy  horse  be  gone 

How  like  a  jade  he  stood,  tied  to  the  tree, 
Servilely  master'd  with  a  leathern  rein ! 
But  when  he  saw  his  love,  his  youth's  fair  fee, 
He  held  such  petty  bondage  in  disdain ; 
Throwing  the  base  thong  from  his  bending  crest, 
Enfranchising  his  mouth,  his  back,  his  breast. 

Who  sees  his  true-love  in  her  naked  bed, 
Teaching  the  sheets  a  whiter  hue  than  white, 
But,  when  his  glutton  eye  so  full  hath  fed, 
His  other  agents  aim  at  like  delight  ? 
Who  is  so  faint,  that  dare  not  be  so  bold 
To  touch  the  fire,  the  weather  being  cold  1 

Let  me  excuse  thy  courser,  gentle  boy ; 

And  learn  of  him,  I  heartily  beseech  thee, 

To  take  advantage  on  presented  joy ; 

Though  I  were  dumb,  yet  his  proceedings  teach  thee 

O !  learn  to  love ;  the  lesson  is  but  plain, 

And,  once  made  perfect,  never  lost  again. 

I  know  not  love,  quoth  he,  nor  will  not  know  it, 
Unless  it  be  a  boar,  and  then  1  chase  it : 


VENUS    AND    ADONIS.  23 

'Tig  much  to  borrow,  and  I  will  not  owe  it ; 
My  love  to  love  is  love  but  to  disgrace  it ; 17 
For  I  have  heard  it  is  a  life  in  death, 
That  laughs,  and  weeps,  and  all  but  with  a  breath 

Who  wears  a  garment  shapeless  and  unfinished  1 
Who  plucks  the  bud  before  one  leaf  put  forth  I 
If  springing  things  be  any  jot  diminish'd, 
They  wither  in  their  prime,  prove  nothing  woith. 
The  colt  that's  back'd  and  burden'd  being  young, 
Loseth  his  pride,  and  never  waxeth  strong. 

You  hurt  my  hand  with  wringing;  let  us  part, 
And  leave  this  idle  theme,  this  bootless  chat : 
Remove  your  siege  from  my  unyielding  heart ; 
To  love's  alarms  it  will  not  ope  the  gate. 
Dismiss  your  vows,  your  feigned  tears,  your  flattery  ; 
For  where  a  heart  is  hard,  they  make  no  battery. 

What !  canst  thou  talk  1  quoth  she  ;    hast  thou  a 

tongue  '? 

O,  would  thou  hadst  not,  or  I  had  no  hearing ! 
Thy  mermaid's  voice  hath  done  me  double  wrong ; 
I  had  my  load  before,  now  press'd  with  bearing : 
Melodious  discord,  heavenly  tune  harsh-sounding, 
Ear's   deep   sweet   music,   and    heart's    deep   sore 

wounding. 

Had  I  no  eyes,  but  ears,  my  ears  would  love 
That  inward  beauty  and  invisible ; 
Or,  were  I  deaf,  thy  outward  parts  would  move 
Each  part  in  me  that  were  but  sensible : 
Though  neither  eyes  nor  ears,  to  hear  nor  see, 
Yet  should  I  be  in  love  by  touching  thee. 

17  My  inclination  towards  love  is  only  a  desire  to  render  it  con- 
temptible. 


24  VENUS    AND    ADONIS. 

Say,  that  the  sense  of  feeling  were  bereft  me, 
And  that  I  could  not  see,  nor  hear,  nor  touch, 
And  nothing  but  the  very  smell  were  left  me, 
Yet  would  my  love  to  thee  be  still  as  much ; 
For  from  the  stillatory  of  thy  face  excelling18 
Comes  breath  perfum'd,  that  breedeth  love  by  smell- 
ing. 

But  O  !   what  banquet  wert  thou  to  the  taste, 
Being  nurse  and  feeder  of  the  other  four : 
Would  they  not  wish  the  feast  might  ever  last, 
And  bid  Suspicion  double-lock  the  door  ; 
Lest  Jealousy,  that  sour  unwelcome  guest, 
Should  by  his  stealing-in  disturb  the  feast  ? 

Once  more  the  ruby-colour'd  portal  open'd, 
Which  to  his  speech  did  honey  passage  yield ; 
Like  a  red  morn,  that  ever  yet  betoken'd 
Wreck  to  the  seaman,  tempest  to  the  field, 
Sorrow  to  shepherds,  woe  unto  the  birds, 
Gusts  and  foul  flaws  I9  to  herdmen  and  to  herds. 

This  ill  presage  advisedly  she  marketh  : 
Even  as  the  wind  is  hush'd  before  it  raineth, 
Or  as  the  wolf  doth  grin  before  he  barketh, 
Or  as  the  berry  breaks  before  it  staineth ; 
Or,  like  the  deadly  bullet  of  a  gun, 
His  meaning  struck  her  ere  his  words  begun. 

And  at  his  look  she  flatly  falleth  down ; 

For  looks  kill  love,  and  love  by  looks  reviveth 

A  smile  recures  the  wounding  of  a  frown ; 

But  blessed  bankrupt,  that  by  loss  so  thriveth ! 

The  silly  boy,  believing  she  is  dead, 

Claps  her  pale  cheek,  till  clapping  makes  it  red , 

18   Stillatory  is  an  obsolete  word  meaning  the  same  as  labora- 
tory, a. 
10  Flaws  are  sudden  blasts  of  wind. 


VENUS    AND    ADONIS.  25 

And  aU-amuz'd  brake  off  his  late  intent, 
For  sharply  he  did  think  to  reprehend  her, 
Which  cunning  love  did  wittily  prevent ; 
Fair  fall  the  wit  that  can  so  well  defend  her ! 
For  on  the  grass  she  lies  as  she  were  slain, 
Till  his  breath  breatheth  life  in  her  again. 

He  wrings  her  nose,  he  strikes  her  on  the  cheeks, 
He  bends  her  fingers,  holds  her  pulses  hard  ; 
He  chafes  her  lips ;  a  thousand  ways  he  seeks 
To  mend  the  hurt  that  his  unkindness  niarr'd ; 
He  kisses  her  ;  and  she,  by  her  good  will, 
Will  never  rise,  so  he  will  kiss  her  still. 

The  night  of  sorrow  now  is  turn'd  to  day . 

Her  two  blue  windows  faintly  she  upheaveth, 

Like  the  fair  sun,  when  in  his  fresh  array 

He  cheers  the  morn,  and  all  the  earth  relieveth  •  * 

And  as  the  bright  sun  glorifies  the  sky, 

So  is  her  face  illumin'd  with  her  eye ; 

Whose  beams  upon  his  hairless  face  are  fix'd, 
As  if  from  thence  they  borrow'd  all  their  shine. 
Were  never  four  such  lamps  together  mix'd, 
Had  not  his  clouded  with  his  brows'  repine ; 
But  hers,  which  through  the  crystal  tears  gave  light. 
Shone  like  the  moon  in  water  seen  by  night. 

O  !  where  am  I  ?  quoth  she  ;  in  earth  or  heaven, 
Or  in  the  ocean  drench'd,  or  in  the  fire  ? 
What  hour  is  this  1   or  morn,  or  weary  even  ? 
Do  I  delight  to  die,  or  life  desire  1 
But  now  I  liv'd,  and  life  was  death's  annoy ; 
But  now  I  died,  and  death  was  lively  joy. 

O  !  thou  didst  kill  me  ; — kill  me  once  again  : 
Thy  eyes'  shrewd  tutor,  that  hard  heart  of  thine* 

**  All  the  old  editions  except  the  first  have  world  instead  ol 
•arth  a. 


20  VENUS    AND     ADONia. 

Hath  taught  them  scornful  tricks,  and  such  disdam; 
That  they  have  murder'd  this  poor  heart  of  mine ; 
And  these  mine  eyes,  true  leaders  to  their  queen, 
But  for  thy  piteous  lips  no  more  had  seen. 

Long  may  they  kiss  each  other,  for  this  cure! 
O,  never  let  their  crimson  liveries  wear ! 
And,  as  they  last,  their  verdure  still  endure, 
To  drive  infection  from  the  dangerous  year! 
That  the  star-gazers,  having  writ  on  death, 
May  say,  the  plague  is  banish'd  by  thy  breath. 

Pure  lips,  sweet  seals  in  my  soft  lips  imprinted, 
What  bargains  may  I  make,  still  to  be  sealing  ? 
To  sell  myself  T  can  be  well  contented, 
So  thou  wilt  buy,  and  pay,  and  use  good  dealing, 
Which  purchase  if  thou  make,  for  fear  of  slips21 
Set  thy  seal-manual  on  my  wax-red  lips. 

A  thousand  kisses  buys  my  heart  from  me ; 
And  pay  them  at  thy  leisure,  one  by  one. 
What  is  ten  hundred  touches  unto  thee  1 
Are  they  not  quickly  told,  and  quickly  gone  ? 
Say,  for  non-payment  that  the  debt  should  double, 
Is  twenty  hundred  kisses  such  a  trouble  1 

Fair  queen,  quoth  he,  if  any  love  you  owe  me, 
Measure  my  strangeness  with  my  unripe  years: 
Before  I  know  myself,  seek  not  to  know  me  ; 
No  fisher  but  the  ungrown  fry  forbears : 
The  mellow  plum  doth  fall,  the  green  sticks  fast, 
Or,  being  early  pluck'd,  is  sour  to  taste. 

Look,  the  world's  comforter,  with  weary  gait, 
His  day's  hot  task  hath  ended  in  the  west : 

n   Slips  was  a  term  for  certain  counterfeit  coin.     See  Romeo 
aud  Juliet,  Act  ii.  sc.  4,  note  9.  H. 


VENUS    AND    ADONIS.  27 

The  owl,  night's  herald,  shrieks,  'tis  very  late ; 
The  sheep  are  gone  to  fold,  birds  to  their  nest ; 
And  coal-black  clouds,  that  shadow  heaven's  light, 
Do  summon  us  to  part,  and  bid  good  night. 

Now  let  me  say  good  night,  and  so  say  you ; 
If  you  will  say  so,  you  shall  have  a  kiss. 
Good  night,  quoth  she ;  and,  ere  he  says  adieu, 
The  honey  fee  of  parting  tender'd  is : 
Her  arms  do  lend  his  neck  a  sweet  embrace ; 
Incorporate  then  they  seem,  face  grows  to  face, 

Till  breathless  he  disjoin'd,  and  backward  drew 
The  heavenly  moisture,  that  sweet  coral  mouth, 
Whose  precious  taste  her  thirsty  lips  well  knew, 
Whereon  they  surfeit,  yet  complain  on  drought : 
He  with  her  plenty  press'd,  she  faint  with  dearth. 
Their  lips  together  glued,  fall  to  the  earth. 

Now  quick  Desire  hath  caught  the  yielding  prey. 
And  glutton-like  she  feeds,  yet  never  filleth ; 
Her  lips  are  conquerors,  his  lips  obey, 
Paying  what  ransom  the  insulter  willeth ; 
Whose  vulture  thought  doth  pitch  the  price  so  high, 
That  she  will  draw  his  lips'  rich  treasure  dry : 

And,  having  felt  the  sweetness  of  the  spoil, 

With  blindfold  fury  she  begins  to  forage ; 

Her  face  doth  reek  and  smoke,  her  blood  doth  boil, 

And  careless  lust  stirs  up  a  desperate  courage ; 

Planting  oblivion,  beating  reason  back, 

Forgetting  shame's  pure  blush,  and  honour's  wrack. 

Hot,  faint,  and  weary  with  her  hard  embracing, 
Like  a  wild  bird  being  tam'd  with  too  much  ban? 

dling ; 

Or  as  ihe  fleet-foot  roe,  that's  tired  with  chasing  ; 
Or  like  the  froward  infant,  still'd  with  dandling ; 


23  VENUS    AND    ADONIS. 

He  now  obeys,  and  now  no  more  resisteth, 
Wlule  she  takes  all  she  can,  not  all  she  listeth. 

What  wax  so  frozen  but  dissolves  with  tempering, 
And  yields  at  last  to  every  light  impression  1 
Things  out  of  hope  are  compass'd  oft  with  venturing. 
Chiefly  in  love,  whose  leave  exceeds  commission  : 
Affection  faints  not  like  a  pale-fac'd  coward, 
But  then  wooes  best,  when  most  his  choice  is  froward. 

When  he  did  frown,  O  !  had  she  then  gave  over, 
Such  nectar  from  his  lips  she  had  not  suck'd. 
Foul  words  and  frowns  must  not  repel  a  lover : 
What  though  the  rose  have  prickles,  yet  'tis  pluck'd  : 
Were  beauty  under  twenty  locks  kept  fast, 
Yet  love  breaks  through,  and  picks  them  all  at  last. 

For  pity  now  she  can  no  more  detain  him ; 
The  poor  fool  prays  her  that  he  may  depart : 
She  is  resolv'd  no  longer  to  restrain  hirn  ; 
Bids  him  farewell,  and  look  well  to  her  heart, 
The  which,  by  Cupid's  bow  she  doth  protest, 
He  carries  thence  encaged  in  his  breast. 

Sweet  boy,  she  says,  this  night  I'll  waste  in  sorrow, 
For  my  sick  heart  commands  mine  eyes  to  watch. 
Tell  me,  love's  master,  shall  we  meet  to-morrow  ? 
Say,  shall  we  ?  shall  we  ?  wilt  thou  make  the  match  ! 
He  tells  her,  no ;   to-morrow  he  intends 
To  hunt  the  boar  with  certain  of  his  friends. 

The  boar !  quoth  she ;  whereat  a  sudden  pale, 
Like  lawn  being  spread  upon  the  blushing  rose, 
Usurps  her  cheek :  she  trembles  at  his  tale, 
And  on  his  neck  her  yoking  arm  she  throws  ; 
She  sinketh  down,  still  hanging  by  his  neck ; 
Ele  on  her  belly  falls,  she  or  her  back. 


VENUS    AND    ADONfS.  iKJ 

Now  is  she  in  the  very  lists  of  love, 

Her  champion  mounted  for  the  hot  encounter: 

All  is  imaginary  she  doth  prove ; 

He  will  not  manage  her,  although  he  mount  her  ; 

That  worse  than  Tantalus'  is  her  annoy, 

To  clip  Elysium,22  and  to  lack  her  joy. 

Even  as  poor  birds,  deceiv'd  with  painted  grapes, 
Do  surfeit  by  the  eye,  and  pine  the  maw,23 
Even  so  she  languisheth  in  her  mishaps, 
As  those  poor  birds  that  helpless  berries  saw.24 
The  warm  effects  which  she  in  him  finds  missing, 
She  seeks  to  kindle  with  continual  kissing: 

But  all  in  vain ;  good  queen,  it  will  not  be : 
She  hath  assay'd  as  much  as  may  be-  prov'd ; 
Her  pleading  hath  deserv'd  a  greater  fee ; 
She's  love,  she  loves,  and  yet  she  is  not  lov'd. 
Fie,  fie  !  he  says  ;  you  crush  me  ;  let  me  go: 
You  have  no  reason  to  withhold  me  so. 

Thou  hadst  been  gone,  quoth  she,  sweet  boy,  er« 

this, 

But  that  thou  told'st  me  thou  would'st  hunt  the  boar. 
O,  be  advis'd  !  thou  know'st  not  what  it  is 
With  javelin's  point  a  churlish  swine  to  gore, 
Whose  tushes  never-sheath'd  he  whetteth  still, 
Like  to  a  mortal  butcher,  bent  to  kill.2* 

On  his  bow-back  he  hath  a  battle  set 

Of  bristly  pikes,  that  ever  threat  his  foes; 


**  To  clip  was  often  used  for  to  embrace.  H. 

K  Alluding  to  the  picture  of  Zeuxis,  in  which  the  grapes  are  yaid 
to  have  been  represented  so  well  that  the  birds  mistook  them  foi 
natuie's  own  work.  H. 

44  That  is,  berries  that  afford  no  help  or  nourishment 

86  Mortal  was  continually  used  for  deadly.  H 


30  VENUS    AND    ADONIS. 

His  eyes  like  glow-worms  shine  when  he  doth  fret ; 
His  snout  digs  sepulchres  where'er  he  goes  ; 
Being  mov'd,  he  strikes  whate'er  is  in  his  way, 
And  whom  he  strikes  his  cruel  tushes  slay. 

His  hrawny  sides,  with  hairy  bristles  arm'd, 

Are  better  proof  than  thy  spear's  point  can  enter ; 

His  short  thick  neck  cannot  be  easily  hann'd ; 

Being  ireful,  on  the  lion  he  will  venture : 

The  thorny  brambles  and  embracing  bushes, 

As  fearful  of  him,  part ;  through  whom  he  rushes 

Alas !  he  nought  esteems  that  face  of  thine, 
To  which  Love's  eyes  pay  tributary  gazes ; 
Nor  thy  soft  hands,  sweet  lips,  and  crystal  eyne, 
Whose  full  perfection  all  the  world  amazes ; 
But,  having  thee  at  vantage,  (wondrous  dread  !) 
Would  root  these  beauties  as  he  roots  the  mead. 

O,  let  him  keep  his  loathsome  cabin  still  ! 
Beauty  hath  nought  to  do  with  such  foul  fiends : 
Come  not  within  his  danger  by  thy  will ; 
They  that  thrive  well  take  counsel  of  their  friends. 
When  thou  didst  name  the  boar,  not  to  dissemble, 
I  fear'd  thy  fortune,  and  my  joints  did  tremble. 

Didst  thou  not  mark  my  face  ?  Was  it  not  white  ! 
Saw'st  thou  not  signs  of  fear  lurk  in  mine  eye  1 
Grew  I  not  faint  1  and  fell  I  not  downright  1 
Within  my  bosom,  whereon  thou  dost  lie, 
My  boding  heart  pants,  beats,  and  takes  no  rest, 
But  like  an  earthquake  shakes  thee  on  my  breast. 

For  where  Love  reigns,  disturbing  Jealousy 
Doth  call  himself  Affection's  sentinel ; 
Gives  false  alarms,  suggesteth  mutiny, 
And  in  a  peaceful  hour  doth  cry,   "Kill,  kill  !** 


VENUS    AND    ADONIS.  31 

Distempering  gentle  love  in  his  desire, 
As  air  and  water  do  abate  the  fire. 

This  sour  informer,  this  bate-breeding  spy,se 
This  canker  that  eats  up  love's  tender  spring, 
This  carry-tale,  dissensious  Jealousy, 
That  sometime  true  news,  sometime  false  doth  bring, 
Knocks  at  my  heart,  and  whispers  in  mine  ear, 
That,  if  I  love  thee,  I  thy  death  should  fear ; 

And,  more  than  so,  presenteth  to  mine  eye 
The  picture  of  an  angry  chafing  boar, 
Under  whose  sharp  fangs  on  his  back  doth  lie 
An  image  like  thyself,  all  stain'd  with  gore ; 
Whose  blood,  upon  the  fresh  flowers  being  shed, 
Doth  make  them  droop  with  grief,  and  hang  the  head 

What  should  I  do,  seeing  thee  so  indeed, 

That  tremble  at  th'  imagination  ? 

The  thought  of  it  doth  make  my  faint  heart  bleed, 

And  fear  doth  teach  it  divination  : 

I  prophesy  thy  death,  my  living  sorrow, 

If  thou  encounter  with  the  boar  to-morrow. 

But,  if  thou  needs  wilt  hunt,  be  rul'd  by  me ; 
Uncouple  at  the  timorous  flying  hare ; 
Or  at  the  fox,  which  lives  by  subtilty ; 
Or  at  the  roe,  which  no  encounter  dare : 
Pursue  these  fearful  creatures  o'er  the  downs, 
And  on  thy  well-breath'd  horse  keep  with  thy  hounds. 

And  when  thou  hast  on  foot  the  purblind  hare 
Mark  the  poor  wretch,  to  overshoot  his  troubles  " 

**  Bate  is  an  old  word,  signifying  strife,  contention. 

*7  All  the  old  editions  have  overshuts,  which  Steevens  conjee- 
tared  to  be  a  misprint  for  overshoots,  and  Mr.  Dyce  adopts  the 
latter  word.  But  overshut  may  be  used  in  the  sense  of  shut  up 
or  conclude.  To  get  shut  of  a  thing  is  still  in  use  for  to  get  rid 
of  it.  H 


32  VENUS    AND    ADONIS. 

How  he  outruns  the  wind,  and  with  what  care 
Ho  cranks  and  crosses,  with  a  thousand  doubles: 
The  many  musets  through  the  which  he  goes,88 
Are  like  a  labyrinth  to  amaze  his  foes. 

Sometime  he  runs  among  a  flock  of  sheep, 

To  make  the  cunning  hounds  mistake  their  smell , 

And  sometime  where  earth-delving  conies  keep, 

To  stop  the  loud  pursuers  in  their  yell ; 

And  sometime  sorteth  with  a  herd  of  deer : 

Danger  deviseth  shifts,  wit  waits  on  fear. 

For  there  his  smell  with  others  being  mingled, 
The  hot  scent-snuffing  hounds  are  driven  to  doubt. 
Ceasing  their  clamorous  cry,  till  they  have  singled 
With  much  ado  the  cold  fault  cleanly  out : 
Then  do  they  spend  their  mouths ;   Echo  replies, 
As  if  another  chase  were  in  the  skies. 

By  this,  poor  Wat,  far  oflf  upon  a  hill, 
Stands  on  his  hinder  legs  with  listening  ear, 
To  hearken  if  his  foes  pursue  him  still  • 
Anon  their  loud  alarums  he  doth  hear ; 
And  now  his  grief  may  be  compared  well 
To  one  sore  sick,  that  hears  the  passing-bell. 

Then  shalt  thou  see  the  dew-bedabbled  wretch 
Turn  and  return,  indenting  with  the  way : 
Each  envious  brier  his  weary  legs  doth  scratch ; 
Each  shadow  makes  him  stop,  each  murmur  stay , 
^or  misery  is  trodden  on  by  many, 
And,  being  low,  never  reliev'd  by  any. 

Lie  quietly,  and  hear  a  little  more ; 

Nay,  do  not  struggle,  for  thou  shalt  not  rise . 

18  Mustt  is  probably  a  diminutive  of  muse,  which  means  a  hole 
in  a  hedge,  made  by  the  passing  of  a  hare.  Cotgrave  explains 
tronee  "  a  gap  or  muset  in  a  hedge."  —  Crunks,  in  the  preceding 
line,  is  hends  or  turns;  as  in  Hotspur's  phrase,  "this  river  comes 
me  cranking-  in." 


VENUS    AND    ADONIS.  32 

To  make  thee  hate  the  hunting  of  the  boar, 
Unlike  myself  tliou  hear'st  me  moralize, 
Applying  this  to  that,  and  so  to  so ; 
For  love  can  comment  upon  every  woe. 

Where  did  I  leave  ?  —  No  matter  where,  quoth  lie. ; 

Leave  me,  and  then  the  story  aptly  ends : 

The  night  is  spent.     Why,  what  of  that  ?  quoth  she. 

I  am,  quoth  he,  expected  of  my  friends ; 

And  now  'tis  dark,  and  going  I  shall  fall. 

In  night,  quoth  she,  desire  sees  best  of  all. 

But  if  thou  fall,  O  !  then  imagine  this : 

The  earth,  in  love  with  thee,  thy  footing  trips, 

And  all  is  but  to  rob  thee  of  a  kiss. 

Rich  preys  make  true  men  thieves ;  so  do  thy  lips 

Make  niodest  Dian  cloudy  and  forlorn, 

Lest  she  should  steal  a  kiss,  and  die  forsworn. 

Now,  of  this  dark  night  I  perceive  the  reason : 
Cynthia  for  shame  obscures  her  silver  shine, 
Till  forging  nature  be  condemn'd  of  treason, 
For  stealing  moulds  from  heaven  that  were  divine 
Wherein  she  fram'd  thee,  in  high  heaven's  despite, 
To  shame  the  sun  by  day,  and  her  by  night. 

And  therefore  hath  she  brib'd  the  Destinies, 

To  cross  the  curious  workmanship  of  nature ; 

To  mingle  beauty  with  infirmities, 

And  pure  perfection  with  impure  defeature  ; 

Making  it  subject  to  the  tyranny 

Of  mad  mischances  and  much  misery  ; 

As  burning  fevers,  agues  pale  and  faint, 
Life-poisoning  pestilence,  and  frenzies  wood ; m 

29    Wood  is  an  old  word  for  mad.      See  A  Midsummer-Night's 
Dream,  Act  ii.  sc.  1,  note  26.  H. 


34  VENUS   AND    ADONIS. 

The  marrow-eating  sickness,  whose  attaint 
Disorder  breeds  by  heating  of  the  blood : 
Surfeits,  imposthumes,  grief,  and  damn'd  despair, 
Swear  nature's  death  for  framing  thee  so  fair. 

And  not  the  least  of  all  these  maladies 
But  in  one  minute's  fight  brings  beauty  under; 
Both  favour,  savour,  hue,  and  qualities, 
Whereat  th'  impartial  gazer  late  did  wonder, 
Are  on  the  sudden  wasted,  thaw'd,  and  done, 
As  mountain  snow  melts  with  the  mid-day  sun. 

Therefore,  despite  of  fruitless  chastity, 
Love-lacking  vestals,  and  self-loving  nuns, 
That  on  the  earth  would  breed  a  scarcity, 
And  barren  dearth  of  daughters  and  of  sons, 
Be  prodigal  :  the  lamp  that  burns  by  night 
Dries  up  his  oil,  to  lend  the  world  his  light. 

What  is  thy  body  but  a  swallowing  grave, 

Seeming  to  bury  that  posterity 

Which  by  the  rights  of  time  thou  needs  must  have, 

If  thou  destroy  them  not  in  dark  obscurity  ? 

If  so,  the  world  will  hold  thee  in  diddain, 

Sith  in  thy  pride  so  fair  a  hope  is  slain. 

So  in  thyself  thyself  art  made  away ; 

A  mischief  worse  than  civil  home-bred  strife, 

Or  theirs  whose  desperate  hands  themselves  do  slay 

Or  butcher  sire  that  reaves  his  son  of  life. 

Foul  cankering  rust  the  hidden  treasure  frets  ; 

But  gold  that's  put  to  use,  more  gold  begets. 

Nay,  then,  quoth  Adon,  you  will  fall  again 
Into  your  idle  over-handled  theme  : 
The  kiss  I  gave  you  is  bestow'd  in  vain, 
And  all  in  vain  you  strive  against  the  stream ; 


VENUS    AND    ADONIS.  35 

For  by  this  black-fac'd  night,  desire's  foul  nurse, 
Your  treatise  makes  me  like  you  worse  and  worse 

If  love  have  lent  you  twenty  thousand  tongues, 
And  every  tongue  more  moving  than  your  own, 
Bewitching  like  the  wanton  mermaid's  songs, 
Yet  from  mine  ear  the  tempting  tune  is  blown  : 
For  know,  my  heart  stands  armed  in  mine  ear, 
And  will  not  let  a  false  sound  enter  there  ; 

Lest  the  deceiving  harmony  should  run 
Into  the  quiet  closure  of  my  breast ; 
And  then  my  little  heart  were  quite  undone, 
In  his  bed-chamber  to  be  barr'd  of  rest. 
No,  lady,  no ;  my  heart  longs  not  to  groan, 
But  soundly  sleeps,  while  now  it  sleeps  alone. 

What  have  you  urg'd  that  I  cannot  reprove  ? 
The  path  is  smooth  that  leadeth  on  to  danger : 
I  hate  not  love,  but  your  device  in  love, 
That  lends  embracements  unto  every  stranger. 
You  do  it  for  increase  :  O,  strange  excuse  ! 
When  reason  is  the  bawd  to  lust's  abuse. 

Call  it  not  love,  for  Love  to  heaven  is  fled, 
Since  sweating  Lust  on  earth  usurp'd  his  name , 
Under  whose  simple  semblance  he  hath  fed 
Upon  fresh  beauty,  blotting  it  with  blame ; 
Which  the  hot  tyrant  stains,  and  soon  bereaves, 
As  caterpillars  do  the  tender  leaves. 

Love  comforteth  like  sunshine  after  rain, 
But  lust's  effect  is  tempest  after  sun  ; 
Love's  gentle  spring  doth  always  fresh  remain, 
Lust's  winter  comes  ere  summer  half  be  done; 
Love  surfeits  not,  lust  like  a  glutton  dies ; 
Love  is  all  truth,  lust  full  of  forged  lies. 


36  VENUS    AND    ADONIS. 

More  I  could  tell,  but  more  I  dare  not  say  ; 
The  text  is  old,  the  orator  too  green. 
Therefore,  in  sadness,  now  I  will  away  ; 
My  face  is  full  of  shame,  my  heart  of  teen : 30 
Mine  ears,  that  to  your  wanton  talk  attended, 
T)o  burn  themselves  for  having  so  offended. 

With  this,  he  breaketh  from  the  sweet  embrace 
Of  those  fair  arms  which  bound  him  to  her  breast, 
And  homeward  through  the  dark  lawn  runs  apaje 
Leaves  Love  upon  her  back  deeply  distress'd. 
Look,  how  a  bright  star  shooteth  from  the  sky, 
So  glides  he  in  the  night  from  Venus'  eye ; 

Which  after  him  she  darts,  as  one  on  shore 

Gazing  upon  a  late-embarked  friend, 

Till  the  wild  waves  will  have  him  seen  no  more, 

Whose  ridges  with  the  meeting  clouds  contend : 

So  did  the  merciless  and  pitchy  night 

Fold  in  the  object  that  did  feed  her  sight : 

Whereat  amaz'd,  as  one  that  unaware 
Hath  dropp'd  a  precious  jewel  in  the  flood, 
Or  'stonish'd  as  night-wanderers  often  are, 
Their  light  blown  out  in  some  mistrustful  wood ; 
Even  so  confounded  in  the  dark  she  lay, 
Having  lost  the  fair  discovery  of  her  way. 

And  now  she  beats  her  heart,  whereat  it  groans, 

That  all  the  neighbour  caves,  as  seeming  troubled, 

Make  verbal  repetition  of  her  moans ; 

Passion  on  passion  deeply  is  redoubled. 

Ah  me  !  she  cries;  and,  twenty  times,  Woe,  woe! 

And  twenty  echoes  twenty  times  cry  so. 

30   Teen  is  an  old  word  for  sorrow.     See  Romeo  and  Juliet.  Aci 
i  ac.  3,  note  1.  "• 


VENUS    AND    ADONIS.  37 

She,  marking  them,  begins  a  wailing  note, 

And  sings  extemporally  a  woeful  ditty ; 

How  love  makes  young  men  thrall,  and  old  men 

dote : 

How  love  is  wise  in  folly,  foolish-witty : 
Her  heavy  anthem  still  concludes  in  woe, 
And  still  the  choir  of  echoes  answer  so. 

Her  song  was  tedious,  and  outwore  the  night, 
For  lovers'  hours  are  long,  though  seeming  short : 
If  pleas'd  themselves,  others,  they  think,  delight 
In  such  like  circumstance,  with  such  like  sport : 
Their  copious  stories,  oftentimes  begun, 
End  without  audience,  and  are  never  done. 

For  whom  hath  she  to  spend  the  night  withal, 

But  idle  sounds  resembling  parasites, 

Like  shrill-tongued  tapsters  answering  every  call, 

Soothing  the  humour  of  fantastic  wits  ? 

She  says,  'Tis  so ;  they  answer  all,  'Tis  so ; 

And  would  say  after  her,  if  she  said  no. 

Lo  !   here  the  gentle  lark,  weary  of  rest, 

From  his  moist  cabinet  mounts  up  on  high, 

And  wakes  the  morning,  from  whose  silver  breast 

The  sun  ariseth  in  his  majesty ; 

Who  doth  the  world  so  gloriously  behold, 

That  cedar-tops  and  hills  seem  burnish'd  gold. 

Venus  salutes  him  with  this  fair  good-morrow : 
O,  thou  clear  god,  and  patron  of  all  light ! 
From  whom  each  lamp  and  shining  star  doth  borrow 
The  beauteous  influence  that  makes  him  bright ; 
There  lives  a  son,  that  suck'd  an  earthly  mother 
May  lend  thee  light,  as  thou  dost  lend  to  other- 

This  said,  she  hasteth  to  a  myrtle  grove, 
Musing  the  morning  is  so  much  o'erworn. 


ti8  VENUS    AND    ADONIS. 

And  yet  she  hears  no  tidings  of  her  love  * 
She  hearkens  for  his  hounds  and  for  his  horn : 
Anon  she  hears  them  chant  it  lustily, 
And  all  in  haste  she  coasteth  to  the  cry.31 

And  as  she  runs,  the  bushes  in  the  way, 
Some  catch  her  by  the  neck,  some  kiss  her  face, 
Some  twine  about  her  thigh  to  make  her  stay : 
She  wildly  breaketh  from  their  strict  embrace, 
Like  a  milch  doe,  whose  swelling  dugs  do  ache 
Hasting  to  feed  her  fawn,  hid  in  some  brake. 

By  this,  she  hears  the  hounds  are  at  a  bay, 
Whereat  she  starts,  like  one  that  spies  an  adder 
Wreath'd  up  in  fatal  folds,  just  in  his  way, 
The  fear  whereof  doth  make  him  shake  and  shuddei 
Even  so  the  timorous  yelping  of  the  hounds 
Appals  her  senses,  and  her  spirit  confounds. 

For  now  she  knows  it  is  no  gentle  chase, 

But  the  blunt  boar,  rough  bear,  or  lion  proud ; 

Because  the  cry  remaineth  in  one  place, 

Where  fearfully  the  dogs  exclaim  aloud : 

Finding  their  enemy  to  be  so  curst,32 

They  all  strain  courtesy  who  shall  cope  him  first. 

This  dismal  cry  rings  sadly  in  her  ear, 
Through  which  it  enters  to  surprise  her  heart ; 
Who,  overcome  by  doubt  and  bloodless  fear, 
With  cold-pale  weakness  numbs  each  feeling  part 
Like  soldiers,  when  their  captain  once  doth  yield, 
They  basely  fly,  and  dare  nut  stay  the  field. 

Thus  stands  she  in  a  trembling  ecstasy, 
Till,  cheering  up  her  senses  all  dismay'd,33 

11  To  coast  was  used  for  a  sidelong  approach  to  a  thing. 
M   Curst  is  cross,  snappish,  Jierce ;  often  so  used  in  the  plays. 

H 

33  So  the  first  two  editions  :  that  of  1596  has  sore  instead  of  all 
Sort  is  commonly  preferred,  perhaus  nehtlv  so  a 


VENUS    AND    ADONrS  30 

She  tells  them,  'tis  a  causeless  fantasy 

And  childish  error,  that  they  are  afraid ; 

Bids  them  leave  quaking,  bids  them  fear  no  more : 

And  with  that  word  she  spied  the  hunted  boar ; 

Whose  frothy  mouth,  bepainted  all  with  red, 
Like  milk  and  blood  being  mingled  both  together, 
A  second  fear  through  all  her  sinews  spread, 
Which  madly  hurries  her  she  knows  not  whither: 
This  way  she  runs,  and  now  she  will  no  further, 
But  back  retires,  to  rate  the  boar  for  murther. 

A  thousand  spleens  bear  her  a  thousand  ways ; 
She  treads  the  path  that  she  untreads  again  : 
Her  more  than  haste  is  mated  with  delays,34 
Like  the  proceedings  of  a  drunken  brain ; 
Full  of  respects,36  yet  nought  at  all  respecting; 
In  hand  with  all  things,  nought  at  all  effecting. 

Here  kennel'd  in  a  brake  she  finds  a  hound, 
And  asks  the  weary  caitiff  for  his  master ; 
And  there  another  licking  of  his  wound, 
'Gainst  venom'd  sores  the  only  sovereign  plaster  , 
And  here  she  meets  another  sadly  scowling, 
To  whom  she  speaks,  and  he  replies  with  howling. 

When  he  hath  ceas'd  his  ill-resounding  noise, 
Another  flap-mouth'd  mourner,  black  and  grim, 
Against  the  welkin  volleys  out  his  voice ; 
Another  and  another  answer  him, 
Clapping  their  proud  tails  to  the  ground  below, 
Shaking  their  scratch'd  ears,  bleeding  as  they  go. 

34  Mated  is  confounded  or  defeated.     The  word   is  met  wilb 
geveral  times  in  the  plays.     See  Macbeth,  Act  v.  sc.  1,  note  4. 

H. 

35  So  the  first  two  editions  ;  the  later,  respect.     Respect  was 
often  used  thus  for  consideration ;  as  in   King  Lear,  Act  i.  sc.  1  • 
"  Love  is  not  love,  when  it  is  mingled  with  respect*  that  stand  aloof 
from  the  entire  point  "  u 


40  VENUS    AND    ADONIS. 

Look,  how  the  world's  poor  people  are  atnaz'd 

At  apparitions,  signs,  and  prodigies, 

Whereon  with  fearful  eyes  they  long  have  guz'd, 

Infusing  them  with  dreadful  prophecies; 

So  she  at  these  sad  signs  draws  up  her  breath, 

And,  sighing  it  again,  exclaims  on  Death : 

Hard-favour'd  tyrant,  ugly,  meagre,  lean, 
Hateful  divorce  of  love,  (thus  chides  she  Death,) 
Grim-grinning  ghost,  earth's  worm,  what  dost  thou 

mean, 

To  stifle  beauty,  and  to  steal  his  breath, 
Who  when  he  liv'd,  his  breath  and  beauty  set 
Gloss  on  the  rose,  smell  to  the  violet  ? 

If  he  be  dead,  —  O  no  !  it  cannot  be, 
Seeing  his  beauty,  thou  shouldst  strike  at  it. — 
O  yes !  it  may ;  thou  hast  no  eyes  to  see, 
But  hatefully  at  random  dost  thou  hit. 
Thy  mark  is  feeble  age  ;  but  thy  false  dart 
Mistakes  that  aim,  and  cleaves  an  infant's  heart. 

Hadst  thou  but  bid  beware,  then  he  had  spoke, 
And,  hearing  him,  thy  power  had  lost  his  power. 
The  Destinies  will  curse  thee  for  this  stroke ; 
They  bid  thee  crop  a  weed,  thou  pluck'st  a  flower: 
Love's  golden  arrow  at  him  should  have  fled, 
And  not  death's  ebon  dart,  to  strike  him  dead. 

Dost  thou  drink  tears,  that  thou  provok'st  such  weejv- 

(i 

What  may  a  heavy  groan  advantage  thee  ? 
Why  hasl  thou  cast  into  eternal  sleeping 
Those  eyes  that  taught  all  other  eyes  to  see  ? 
Now  Nature  cares  not  for  thy  mortal  vigour,8* 
Since  her  best  work  is  ruin'd  with  thy  rigour. 

38  Mortal  again  in  the  sense  of  deadly.     See  note  25.        u 


VENUS    AND    ADONIS.  4 1 

Here  overcome,  as  one  full  of  despair, 
She  vail'd  her  eye-lids,37  who,  like  sluices,  stopp'd 
The  crystal  tide  that  from  her  two  cheeks  fair 
In  the  sweet  channel  of  her  bosom  dropp'd ; 
But  through  the  flood-gates  breaks  the  silver  rain, 
Arid  with  his  strong  course  opens  them  again. 

O,  how  her  eyes  and  tears  did  lend  and  borrow ! 
Her  eyes  seen  in  the  tears,  tears  in  her  eye ; 
Both  crystals,  where  they  view'd  each  other's  sorrow ; 
Sorrow,  that  friendly  sighs  sought  still  to  dry ; 
But,  like  a  stormy  day,  now  wind,  now  rain, 
Sighs  dry  her  cheeks,  tears  make  them  wet  again. 

Variable  passions  throng  her  constant  woe, 
As  striving  who  should  best  become  her  grief; 
All  entertain'd,  each  passion  labours  so, 
That  every  present  sorrow  seemeth  chief, 
But  none  is  best ;  then  join  they  all  together, 
'Like  many  clouds  consulting  for  foul  weather. 

By  this,  far  off  she  hears  some  huntsman  hollow  , 
A  nurse's  song  ne'er  pleas'd  her  babe  so  well : 
The  dire  imagination  she  did  follow, 
This  sound  of  hope  doth  labour  to  expel ; 
For  now  reviving  joy  bids  her  rejoice, 
And  flatters  her  it  is  Adonis'  voice : 

Whereat  her  tears  began  to  turn  their  tide, 
Being  prison'd  in  her  eye,  like  pearls  in  glass ; 
Yet  sometimes  falls  an  orient  drop  beside, 
Which  her  cheek  melts,  as  scorning  it  should  pasa, 
To  wash  the  foul  face  of  the  sluttish  ground, 
Who  is  but  drunken,  when  she  seemeth  drowii'd. 

O,  hard-believing  love,  how  strange  it  seems 
Not  to  believe,  and  yet  too  credulous ! 

"  That  is,  let  fall  her  eye-lids.     See  note  13.  B. 


42  VENUS    AND    ADONIS. 

Thy  weal  and  woe  are  both  of  them  extremes ; 
Despair  and  hope  make  thee  ridiculous : 
The  one  doth  flatter  thee  in  thoughts  unlikely, 
In  likely  thoughts  the  other  kills  thee  quickly. 

Now  she  unweaves  the  web  that  she  hath  wrought 

Adonis  lives,  and  Death  is  not  to  blame : 

It  was  not  she  that  call'd  him  all  to  nought ; 

Now  she  adds  honours  to  his  hateful  name ; 

She  clepes  him  king  of  graves,38  and  grave  for  kings, 

Imperious  supreme  of  all  mortal  things. 

No,  no,  quoth  she,  sweet  Death,  I  did  but  jest ; 
Yet,  pardon  me,  I  felt  a  kind  of  fear, 
When  as  I  met  the  boar,  that  bloody  beast, 
Which  knows  no  pity,  but  is  still  severe ; 
Then,  gentle  shadow,  (truth  I  must  confess,) 
I  rail'd  on  thee,  fearing  my  love's  decease. 

'Tis  not  my  fault ;  the  boar  provok'd  my  tongue : 

Be  wreak'd  on  him,  invisible  commander  : 

'Tis  he,  foul  creature,  that  hath  done  thee  wrong ; 

I  did  but  act,  he's  author  of  thy  slander. 

Grief  hath  two  tongues,  and  never  woman  yet 

Could  rule  them  both,  without  ten  women's  wit. 

Thus,  hoping  that  Adonis  is  alive, 

Her  rash  suspect  she  doth  extenuate  ; 

And,  that  his  beauty  may  the  better  thrive, 

With  Death  she  humbly  doth  insinuate ; 

Tells  him  of  trophies,  statues,  tombs  ;  and  stories 

His  victories,  his  triumphs,  and  his  glories. 

O  Jove  !  quoth  she,  how  much  a  fool  was  I, 
To  be  of  such  a  weak  and  silly  mind, 

M  Clepet  for  calls ;  often  so  used.     See  Macbeth,  Act  iii.  sc.  ]( 
oote  6.  a. 


VENUS    AND    ADONIS.  43 

To  wail  h/s  death,  who  lives,  and  must  not  die, 
Till  mutual  overthrow  of  mortal  kind  ; 
For,  he  being  dead,  with  him  is  beauty  slain, 
And,  beauty  dead,  black  chaos  comes  again. 

Fie,  fie,  fond  Love !  thou  art  so  full  of  fear, 

As  one  with  treasure  laden,  hemm'd  with  thieves  j 

Trifles,  unwitnessed  with  eye  or  ear, 

Thy  coward  heart  with  false  bethinking  grieves. 

Even  at  this  word  she  hears  a  merry  horn, 

Whereat  she  leaps,  that  was  but  late  forlorn. 

As  falcon    to  the  lure,  away  she  flies : 

The  grass  stoops  not,  she  treads  on  it  so  light ; 

And  in  her  haste  unfortunately  spies 

The  foul  boar's  conquest  on  her  fair  delight : 

Which  seen,  her  eyes,  as  murder'd  with  the  view, 

Like  stars  asham'd  of  day,  themselves  withdrew 

Or,  as  the  snail,  whose  tender  horns  being  hit, 
Shrinks  backward  in  his  shelly  cave  with  pain, 
And  there  all  smother'd  up  in  shade  doth  sit, 
Long  after  fearing  to  creep  forth  again  ; 
So,  at  his  bloody  view,  her  eyes  are  fled 
Into  the  deep  dark  cabins  of  her  head ; 

Where  they  resign  their  office  and  their  light 
To  the  disposing  of  her  troubled  brain  ; 
Who  bids  them  still  consort  with  ugly  night, 
And  never  wound  the  heart  with  looks  again ; 
Who,  like  a  king  perplexed  in  his  throne, 
By  their  suggestion  gives  a  deadly  groan  ; 

Whereat  each  tributary  subject  quakes  ; 
As  when  the  wind,  imprison'd  in  the  ground, 
Struggling  for  passage,  earth's  foundation  shakes, 
Which  with  cold  terror  doth  men's  minds  confound 


44  V£NUS    AND    ADONIS. 

This  mutiny  each  part  doth  so  surprise. 

That  from  their  dark  beds  once  more  leap  her  eyes , 

And,  being  open'd,  threw  unwilling  light 

Upon  the  wide  wound  that  the  boar  had  trench'd 

In  his  soft  flank ;  whose  wonted  lily  white 

With  purple  tears,  that  his  wound  wept,  was  drench'd 

No  flower  was  nigh,  no  grass,  herb,  leaf,  or  weed, 

But  stole  his  blood,  and  seem'd  with  him  to  bleed. 

This  solemn  sympathy  poor  Venus  noteth  ; 
Over  one  shoulder  doth  she  hang  her  head ; 
Dumbly  she  passions,39  franticly  she  doteth ; 
She  thinks  he  could  not  die,  he  is  not  dead : 
Her  voice  is  stopp'd,  her  joints  forget  to  bow  ; 
Her  eyes  are  mad  that  they  have  wept  till  now. 

Upon  his  hurt  she  looks  so  steadfastly, 

That  her   sight  dazzling  makes  the  wound   seem 

three ; 

And  then  she  reprehends  her  mangling  eye, 
That  makes  more  gashes  where  no  breach  should  be : 
His  face  seems  twain,  each  several  limb  is  doubled ; 
For  oft  the  eye  mistakes,  the  brain  being  troubled. 

My  tongue  cannot  express  my  grief  for  one, 
And  yet,  quoth  she,  behold  two  Adons  dead ! 
My  sighs  are  blown  away,  my  salt  tears  gone, 
Mine  eyes  are  turn'd  to  fire,  my  heart  to  lead  : 
Heavy  heart's  lead,  melt  at  mine  eyes'  red  fire  i 
So  shall  I  die  by  drops  of  hot  desire. 

Alas,  poor  world,  what  treasure  hast  thou  lost ! 
What  face  remains  alive  that's  worth  the  viewing'' 
Whose  tongue  is  music  now  ?   what  canst  thou  boast 
Of  things  long  since,  or  any  thing  ensuing  ? 

39  We  have  before  met  with  passion  used  as  a  verb.     See  The 
Two  Gentle  men  of  Verona,  Act  iv.  sc.  4,  note  6.  H. 


VENUS    AND    ADONIS.  45 

The  flowers  are  sweet,  their  colours  fresh  arid  trim  ; 
But  true  sweet  beauty  liv'd  and  died  with  him. 

Bonnet  nor  veil  henceforth  no  creature  wear  ! 
Nor  sun  nor  wind  will  ever  strive  to  kiss  you  : 
Having  no  fair  to  lose,40  you  need  not  fear ; 
The  sun  doth  scorn  you,  and  the  wind  doth  hiss  you : 
But,  when  Adonis  liv'd,  sun  and  sharp  air 
Lurk'd  like  two  thieves,  to  rob  him  of  his  fair ; 

And  therefore  would  he  put  his  bonnet  on, 
Under  whose  brim  the  gaudy  sun  would  peep ; 
The  wind  would  blow  it  off,  and,  being  gone, 
Play  with  his  locks  :  then  would  Adonis  weep ; 
And  straight,  in  pity  of  his  tender  years, 
They  both  would  strive  who  first  should  dry  his  tears. 

To  see  his  face,  the  lion  walk'd  along 

Behind    some   hedge,  because   he   would   not   fear 

him ; 4I 

To  recreate  himself  when  he  hath  sung, 
The  tiger  would  be  tame,  and  gently  hear  him ; 
If  he  had  spoke,  the  wolf  would  leave  his  prey, 
And  never  fright  the  silly  lamb  that  day. 

When  he  beheld  his  shadow  in  the  brook, 
The  fishes  spread  on  it  their  golden  gills ; 
When  he  was  by,  the  birds  such  pleasure  took, 
That  some  would  sing,  some  other  in  their  bills 
Would  bring  him  mulberries  and  ripe-red  cherries ; 
He  fed  them  with  his  sight,  they  him  with  berries. 

*5  Fair  is  here  used  as  a  substantive  for  beauty.  See  The 
Comedy  of  Errors,  Act  ii.  s«.  1,  note  10.  H. 

41  Fear  used  as  a  transitive  verb,  for  to  make  afraid;  as  in 
Measure  for  Measure,  Act  ii.  sc.  1  :  "  We  must  not  make  a  scare- 
crow of  the  law,  setting  it  up  to  fear  the  birds  of  prey."  H, 


46  VENUS    AND    ADONIS. 

But  this  foul,  grim,  and  urchin-snouted  boar/* 
Whose  downward  eye  still  looketh  for  a  grave, 
Ne'er  saw  the  beauteous  livery  that  he  woie  ; 
Witness  the  entertainment  that  he  gave : 
If  he  did  see  his  face,  why,  then,  I  know, 
He  thought  to  kiss  him,  and  hath  kill'd  him  so. 

'Tis  true,  'tis  true ;  thus  was  Adonis  slain : 
He  ran  upon  the  boar  with  his  sharp  spear, 
Who  did  not  whet  his  teeth  at  him  again, 
But  by  a  kiss  thought  to  persuade  him  there ; 
And,  nuzzling  in  his  flank,  the  loving  swine 
Sheath'd,  unaware,  the  tusk  in  his  soft  groin. 

Had  I  been  tooth'd  like  him,  I  must  confess, 
With  kissing  him  I  should  have  kill'd  him  first  -, 
But  he  is  dead,  and  never  did  he  bless 
My  youth  with  his ;  the  more  am  I  accurs'd. 
With  this  she  falleth  in  the  place  she  stood, 
And  stains  her  face  with  his  congealed  blood. 

She  looks  upon  his  lips,  and  they  are  pale  ; 
She  takes  him  by  the  hand,  and  that  is  cold ; 
She  whispers  in  his  ears  a  heavy  tale, 
As  if  they  heard  the  woeful  words  she  told; 
She  lifts  the  coffer-lids  that  close  his  eyes, 
Where,  lo  !  two  lamps,  burnt  out,  in  darkness  lies 

Two  glasses,  where  herself  herself  beheld 
A  thousand  times,  and  now  no  more  reflect ; 
Their  virtue  lost,  wherein  they  late  excell'd, 
And  every  beauty  robb'd  of  his  effect. 
Wonder  of  time,  quoth  she,  this  is  my  spite, 
That,  thou  being  dead,  the  day  should  yet  be  light 

Since  thou  art  dead,  lo  !  here  I  prophesy, 
Sorrow  on  love  hereafter  shall  attend ; 

4*  That  is,  snouted  like  a  hedgehog. 


VENUS     AND    ADONIS.  47 

It  shall  be  waited  on  with  jealousy, 

Find  sweet  beginning,  but  unsavory  end ; 

Ne'er  settled  equally,  but  high  or  low, 

That  all  love's  pleasure  shall  not  match  Ids  woe 

ft  shall  be  fickle,  false,  and  full  of  fraud  ; 
Bud  and  be  blasted  in  a  breathing-while  ; 
The  bottom  poison,  and  the  top  o'erstraw'd 
With  sweets,  that  shall  the  truest  sight  beguile : 
The  strongest  body  shall  it  make  most  weak, 
Strike  the  wise  dumb,  and  teach  the  fool  to  speak 

It  shall  be  sparing,  and  too  full  of  riot, 

Teaching  decrepit  age  to  tread  the  measures;43 

The  staring  ruffian  shall  it  keep  in  quiet, 

Pluck  down  the  rich,  enrich  the  poor  with  treasures; 

It  shall  be  raging-mad,  and  silly-mild  ; 

Make  the  young  old,  the  old  become  a  child. 

It  shall  suspect,  where  is  no  cause  of  fear ; 

It  shall  not  fear,  where  it  should  most  mistrust ; 

It  shall  be  merciful,  and  too  severe  ; 

And  most  deceiving,  when  it  seems  most  just : 

Perverse  it  shall  be,  where  it  shows  most  toward  j 

Put  fear  to  valour,  courage  to  the  coward. 

It  shall  be  cause  of  war  and  dire  events, 

And  set  dissension  'twixt  the  son  and  sire  ; 

Subject  and  servile  to  all  discontents, 

As  dry  combustious  matter  is  to  fire  : 

Sith  in  his  prime  death  doth  my  love  destroy, 

They  that  love  best  their  loves  shall  not  enjoy. 

By  this  the  boy,  that  by  her  side  lay  kill'd, 
Wsw  melted  like  a  vapour  from  her  sight ; 

43   A  measure  was  a  slow  and  stately  dance.     Set  Much  Ada 
about  Nothing,  Act  ii.  sc.  I,  uo'.c  2. 


18  VENUS    AND    ADONIS. 

And  in  his  blood,  that  on  the  ground  lay  spill 'd, 
A  purple  flower  sprung  up,  chequer'd  with  white, 
Resembling  well  his  pale  cheeks,  and  the  blood 
Which  in  round  drops  upon  their  wliiteness  stood. 

She  bows  her  head,  the  new-sprung  flower  to  smell. 
Comparing  it  to  her  Adonis'  breuth ; 
And  says,  within  her  bosom  it  shall  dwell, 
Since  he  himself  is  reft  from  her  by  death : 
She  crops  the  stalk,  and  in  the  breach  appears 
Green  dropping  sap,  which  she  compares  to  tears. 

Poor  flower  !  quoth  she,  this  was  thy  father's  guise, 
(Sweet  issue  of  a  more  sweet-smelling  sire,) 
For  every  little  grief  to  wet  his  eyes : 
To  grow  unto  himself  was  his  desire, 
And  so  'tis  thine ;  but  know,  it  is  as  good 
To  wither  in  my  breast,  as  in  his  blood. 

Here  was  thy  father's  bed,  here  in  my  breast ; 
Thou  art  the  next  of  blood,  and  'tis  thy  right : 
Lo  !  in  this  hollow  cradle  take  thy  rest ; 
My  throbbing  heart  shall  rock  thee  day  and  night : 
There  shall  not  be  one  minute  in  an  hour, 
Wherein  I  will  not  kiss  my  sweet  love's  flower. 

Thus,  weary  of  the  world,  away  she  hies, 

And  yokes  her  silver  doves  ;  by  whose  swift  aid, 

Their  mistress  mounted,  through  the  empty  skies 

In  her  light  chariot  quickly  is  convey'd  ; 

Holding  their  course  to  Paphos,  where  their  queen 

Means  to  immure  herself,  and  not  be  seen. 


INTRODUCTION 


THE  RAPE  OF  LUCRECE. 


"A  BOOK  entitled  The  Ravishment  of  Luerece"  is  the  reading 
of  an  entry  at  the  Stationers',  by  "  Mr.  Harrison,  senior,"  on  the 
9th  of  May,  1594.  The  same  year  was  issued  a  quarto  pamphlet 
of  forty-seven  leaves,  with  the  following  title-page  :  "  Lucrece. 
London  :  Printed  by  Richard  Field  for  John  Harrison,  and  are  to 
be  sold  at  the  sign  of  the  white  Greyhound  in  Paul's  Church-yard. 
1594."  The  poem  was  reissued  by  the  same  publisher,  in  1598, 
1600,  and  1607.  Malone  claims  to  have  heard  of  editions  in  1596 
and  1602  ;  he  was  probably  misinformed,  as  no  copies  with  those 
dates  have  been  discovered. 

In  his  dedication  of  this  poem  to  the  Earl  of  Southampton,  th« 
author  speaks  in  a  more  confident  tone  than  in  that  of  the  Venus 
and  Adonis,  as  if  his  growth  of  reputation  curing  the  interval  had 
given  him  a  feeling  of  strength  with  his  noble  friend  and  patron. 
The  language,  too,  of  the  dedication  is  such  as  to  infer,  that  he  had 
in  the  mean  time  tasted  more  largely  of  that  nobleman's  bounty. 

The  Rape  of  Lucrece  was  not  commended  so  much  as  its  pred- 
ecessor during  the  Poet's  life,  but  it  received  commendation  from 
higher  sources,  and  in  a  higher  style.  A  strong  instance  from  Ga- 
briel Harvey  has  been  quoted  in  our  Introduction  to  Hamlet,  and 
therefore  need  not  be  given  here. 

Lucretia  the  Chaste  is  a  theme  of  frequent  recurrence  in  the  ro- 
mantic literature  of  the  middle  ages,  when  knighthood  and  chivalry 
were  wont  to  feed  themselves  on  the  glory  of  her  example.  The 
storv  was  accessible  to  Shakespeare  in  Chaucer  and  Lydgate,  and 
in  Paynter's  Palace  of  Pleasure  :  there  were  also  several  ballads 
on  the  subject.  As  to  the  classical  sources  of  the  tale,  it  is  not 
likely  that  the  Poet  was  beholden  directly  to  any  of  them,  except, 
perhaps,  the  Fasti,  of  which  an  English  version  appeared  in  1570. 

Modern  criticism  generally,  assigns  The  Rape  of  Lucrece  a 
place  of  merit  consHerably  below  that  of  the  Venus  and  Adonis. 
The  thought  and  pas.sion  of  the  later  poem  were,  from  the  nature 
nf  the  subject,  of  a  much  severer  order,  and  probi  bly  did  not  ad- 
mit of  the  warmth  and  vividness  of  colouring  and  imagery  which 


50  RAPE    OF    LUCRECE. 

so  distinguish  the  earlier;  though  there  is  in  both  a  certain  incon 
tinence  of  wit  and  fancy,  which  shows  that  impulse  was  at  thai 
time  stronger  with  the  Poet  than  art.  The  truth  seems  to  be,  that 
both  are  too  highly  seasoned  with  the  peculiar  spicery  of  the  time 
to  carry  an  abiding  relish.  Their  shape  and  physiognomy  express 
rather  the  literary  fashion  of  the  age,  than  the  Poet's  mental  char- 
acter ;  and  what  was  then  apt  to  be  regarded  as  the  crowning 
witchcraft  of  poetry,  has  the  effect  now  of  studied  and  elaborate 
coldness ;  the  real  glow  of  the  work  being  drowned  and  lost  to  us 
in  a  profuse  and  redundant  sparkling  of  conceit. 

In  Bell's  edition  of  the  English  Poets,  now  publishing,  the  com- 
parative merit  of  the  two  poems  is  discussed  as  follows  :  "  Opinion 
is  divided  in  the  choice  between  Venus  and  Adonis  and  The  Rape 
of  Lucrece.  McJone  pronounces  decidedly  against  the  latter, — 
a  decision  which  greatly  surprises  Boswell.  The  majority  of  read- 
ers will  be  likely  to  agree  with  Malone.  The  subject  of  the  former 
piece  is,  at  least,  less  painful,  and  its  treatment  is  more  compact 
and  effective.  In  beauty  of  expression  and  passionate  depth  of 
feeling,  the  Venus  and  Adonis  transcends  the  Lucrece,  upon  which 
more  elaboration  has  been  bestowed  with  less  success.  The  in 
terest  of  Lucrece  suffers  from  attenuation.  The  agony  is  too  pro- 
tracted ;  the  horror  of  the  main  incident  is  exhausted  by  prolonged 
augmentation  ;  and  the  close  is  abrupt  and  hurried.  There  is  a 
want  of  symmetry  in  the  parts;  and  the  catastrophe  is  not  pre- 
sented with  the  fulness  and  solemnity  proportionate  to  the  expec- 
tations excited  by  the  preparatory  details.  But  the  poem  abounds 
in  sweet  and  noble  passages ;  and  in  both  pieces  we  discover  the 
germs  of  that  unerring  genius  which  impressed  the  true  image  of 
nature  upon  every  scene  and  character  it  depicted." 

A  passage  from  Coleridge  will  best  dismiss  the  subject :  "  No 
niHii  was  ever  yet  a  great  poet,  without  being  at  the  same  time  a 
profound  philosopher.  For  poetry  is  the  blossom  and  fragrancy 
of  all  human  knowledge,  human  thoughts,  human  passions,  emo- 
tions, language.  In  Shakespeare's  poems,  the  creative  power  and 
the  intellectual  energy  wrestle  as  in  a  war  embrace.  Each  in  its 
excess  of  strength  seems  to  threaten  the  extinction  of  the  other. 
At  length,  in  the  drama  they  were  reconciled,  and  fought  each  with 
is  shield  before  the  breast  of  the  other.  The  Venus  and  Adonis 
did  not,  perhaps,  allow  the  display  of  the  deeper  passions.  But 
the  story  of  Lucretia  seems  to  favour,  and  even  demand  their  in- 
tensest  workings.  Yet  we  find  in  Shakespeare's  management  of 
the  tale  neither  pathos,  nor  any  other  dramatic  quality.  There  is 
the  same  minute  and  faithful  imagery  as  in  the  former  poem,  in  the 
same  vivid  colours,  inspirited  by  the  same  impetuous  vigour  of 
thought,  and  diverging  and  contracting  with  the  same  activity  of 
the  a.ssimulative  and  of  the  modifying  faculties ;  and  with  a  yet 
larger  display,  a  yet  wider  range  of  knowledge  and  reflection  ;  and, 
lastly,  with  the  same  perfect  dominion,  often  domination,  over  the 
whole  world  of  language." 


TO    THX    RIGHT    HONOURABLK 

HENRY    WRIOTHESLY, 

EARL  OP  SOUTHAMPTON,  AND  BARON  OF  TICHFIELD. 

THE  love  I  dedicate  to  your  Lordship  is  without  end 
whereof  this  pamphlet,  without  beginning,  is  but  a  super- 
fluous moiety.1     The  warrant  I  have  of  your  honourable 
disposition,  not  the  worth  of  my  untutored  lines,  makes  it 
assured  of  acceptance.     What  I  have  done  is  yours,  what 
I  have  to  do  ia  yours ;  being  part  in  all  I  have,  devoted 
yours.     Were  my  worth  greater,  my  duty  would  show 
greater :  meantime,  as  it  is,  it  is  bound  to  your  Lordship,  to 
whom  I  wish  long  life,  still  lengthened  with  happiness 
Your  Lordship's  in  all  duty, 

WILLIAM  SHAKESPEARE. 

1  In  Shakespeare's  time,  moiety  was  used  indifferently  for  any 
part  of  a  thing,  whether  the  half,  or  more  or  less  than  half.  The 
plays  furnish  several  instances  in  point.  See  1  Henry  IV.,  Act 
iii  sc.  1,  note  6  }  and  King  Lear,  Act  i.  sc.  1,  note  1.  .  H. 


THE  RAPE  OF  LUCIIECE. 


THE    ARGUMENT.' 

Lucius  Tarquinius,  (for  his  excessive  pride  surnamed 
Buperbus,)  after  he  had  caused  his  own  father-in-law,  Ser- 
vius  Tullius,  to  be  cruelly  murdered,  and,  contrary  to  the 
Roman  laws  and  customs,  not  requiring  or  staying  for  the 
people's  suffrages,  had  possessed  himself  of  the  kingdom, 
went,  accompanied  with  his  sons  and  other  noblemen  of 
Rome,  to  besiege  Ardea:  during  which  siege,  the  princi- 
pal men  of  the  army  meeting  one  evening  at  the  tent  of 
Sextus  Tarquinius,  the  king's  son,  in  their  discourses  after 
supper  every  one  commended  the  virtues  of  his  own  wife ; 
among  whom,  Collatinus  extolled  the  incomparable  chas- 
tity of  his  wife  Lucretia.  In  that  pleasant  humour  they  all 
posted  to  Rome  ;  and,  intending  by  their  secret  and  sud- 
den arrival  to  make  trial  of  that  which  every  one  had  be- 
fore avouched,  only  Collatinus  finds  his  wife,  though  it 
were  late  in  the  night,  spinning  amongst  her  maids  :  the 
other  ladies  were  all  found  dancing  and  revelling,  or  in 
several  disports ;  whereupon  the  noblemen  yielded  Colla- 
tinus the  victory,  and  his  wife  the  fame.  At  that  time 
Sextus  Tarquinius,  being  inflamed  with  Lucrece'  beauty, 
yet  smothering  his  passions  for  the  present,  departed  with 
the  rest  back  to  the  camp ;  from  whence  he  shortly  after 
privily  withdrew  himself,  and  was,  according  to  his  estate 
royally  entertained  and  lodged  by  Lucrece  at  Collatium. 

J  This  argument  is  presumed  to  have  been  written  by  the  Poet 
himself,  and  it  was  prefixed  to  the  edition  of  1594.  Besides  that 
it  narrates  the  story  with  clearness  and  simplicity,  it  has  the  further 
interest  of  being  the  only  prose  composition  of  Shakespeare,  not 
dramatic,  known  to  exist,  except  the  two  dedications  to  Southamp 
ton.  H. 


54  THE    ARGUMENT. 

The  same  night,  he  treacherously  stealeth  into  her  cham- 
ber, violently  ravished  her,  and  early  in  the  morning  speed- 
eth  away.  Lucrece,  in  this  lamentable  plight,  hastily  de- 
epatcheth  messengers,  one  to  Rome  for  her  father,  another 
to  the  camp  for  Collatine.  They  came,  the  one  accom- 
panie.d  with  Junius  Brutus,  the  other  with  Publius  Valeri- 
us ;  and,  finding  Lucrece  attired  in  mourning  habit,  de- 
manded the  cause  of  her  sorrow.  She,  first  taking  an  oath 
of  them  for  her  revenge,  revealed  the  actor,  and  whole 
manner  of  his  dealing,  and  withal  suddenly  stabbed  her- 
self: which  done,  with  one  consent  they  all  vowed  to  root 
out  the  whole  hated  family  of  the  Tarquins ;  and,  bearing 
the  dead  body  to  Rome,  Brutus  acquainted  the  people  with 
the  doer  and  manner  of  the  vile  deed,  with  a  bitter  invec- 
tive against  the  tyranny  of  the  king ;  wherewith  the  peo- 
ple were  so  moved,  that,  with  one  consent  and  a  general 
acclamation,  the  Tarquins  were  all  exiled,  and  the  state 
government  changed  from  kings  to  consuls. 

FROM  the  besieged  Arrlea  all  in  post, 
Borne  by  the  trustless  wings  of  false  desire, 
Lust-breathed  Tarquin  leaves  the  Roman  host, 
And  to  Collatium  bears  the  lightless  fire, 
Which,  in  pale  embers  hid,  lurks  to  aspire, 
And  girdle  with  embracing  flames  the  waist 
Of  Collatine's  fair  love,  Lucrece  the  chaste. 

Haply,  that  name  of  chaste  unhappily  set 

This  bateless  edge  on  his  keen  appetite ; 

When  Collatine  unwisely  did  not  let  * 

To  praise  the  clear  unmatched  red  and  white, 

Which  triumph'd  in  that  sky  of  his  delight ; 

Where  mortal  stars,  as  bright  as  heaven's  beauties, 

With  pure  aspects  did  him  peculiar  duties. 

1  The  proper  meaning  of  let,  as  we  have  often  seen  in  the  plays, 
was  to  hinder  or  prevent.  Here  it  seems  to  be  used  reflexively; 
that  is,  did  not  let  or  hinder  himself ;  or,  did  not  forbear.  H. 


THE    RAPE    OF    L.UCKECB.  55 

For  lie  the  night  before,  in  Tarquin's  tent, 
Unlock'd  the  treasure  of  his  happy  state; 
What  priceless  wealth  the  heavens  had  him  lent 
In  the  possession  of  his  beauteous  mate  ; 
Reckoning  his  fortune  at  such  high  proud  rate, 
That  kings  might  be  espoused  to  more  fame, 
But  king  nor  peer  to  such  a  peerless  dame. 

O,  happiness  enjoy 'd  but  of  a  few ! 
And,  if  possess'd,  as  soon  decay'd  and  done 
As  is  the  morning's  silver-melting  dew 
Against  the  golden  splendour  of  the  sun ! 
An  expir'd  date,  cancell'd  ere  well  begun ! 
Honour  and  beauty,  in  the  owner's  arms, 
Are  weakly  fortress'd  from  a  world  of  harms. 

Beauty  itself  doth  of  itself  persuade 
The  eyes  of  men  without  an  orator : 
What  needeth,  then,  apologies  be  made 
To  set  forth  that  which  is  so  singular? 
Or  why  is  Collatine  the  publisher 
Of  that  rich  jewel  he  should  keep  unknown 
From  thievish  ears,  because  it  is  his  own  1 

Perchance,  his  boast  of  Lucrece'  sovereignty 

Suggested  this  proud  issue  of  a  king;2 

For  by  our  ears  our  hearts  oft  tainted  be : 

Perchance,  that  envy  of  so  rich  a  thing, 

Braving  compare,  disdainfully  did  sting 

His  high-pitch 'd  thoughts,  that  meaner  men  should 

vaunt 
That  golden  hap  which  their  superiors  want. 

But  some  untimely  thought  did  instigate 
His  all  too  timeless  speed,  if  none  of  those : 

*  Suggest  was  continually  used  for  ttmpt  or  instigate.  The 
plays  have  many  examples  of  the  kind.  See  The  Tempest,  Act 
iv.  sc.  1,  note  3.  u. 


56  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE. 

His  honour,  his  affairs,  his  friends,  his  state 
Neglected  all,  with  swift  intent  he  goes 
To  quench  the  coal  which  in  his  liver  glows.* 
O,  rash,  false  heat !   wrapp'd  in  repentant  cold, 
Thy  hasty  spring  still  blasts,  and  ne'er  grows  old 

When  at  Collatium  this  false  lord  arriv'd, 
Well  was  he  welcom'd  hy  the  Roman  dame, 
Within  whose  face  beauty  and  virtue  striv'd 
Which  of  them  both  should  underprop  her  fame 
When  virtue  bragg'd,  beauty  would  blush  for  shame ; 
When  beauty  boasted  blushes,  in  despite 
Virtue  would  stain  that  o'er  with  silver  white.4 

But  beauty,  in  that  white  intituled,5 

From  Venus'  doves  doth  challenge  that  fair  field ; 

Then  virtue  claims  from  beauty  beauty's  red, 

Which  virtue  gave  the  golden  age,  to  gild 

Their  silver  cheeks,  and  call'd  it  then  their  shield ; 

Teaching  them  thus  to  use  it  in  the  fight ;  — 

When  shame  assail'd,  the  red  should  fence  the  white. 

This  heraldry  in  Lucrece'  face  was  seen, 
Argued  by  beauty's  red  and  virtue's  white: 
Of  either's  colour  was  the  other  queen, 
Proving  from  world's  minority  their  right ; 
Yet  their  ambition  makes  them  still  to  fight, 
The  sovereignty  of  either  being  so  great, 
That  oft  they  interchange  each  other's  seat. 


The  liver  was  anciently  supposed  to  be  the  seat  of  certain 
passions.  See  The  Tempest,  Act  iv.  sc.  1,  note  5.  H. 

4  Tne  first  edition  has  ore;  the  later  ones,  o'er.  Ore  was  a 
common  way  of  printing  o'er.  Some  editors,  however,  retain  ore 
here,  and  explain  it  to  mean  gold,  in  which  sense  it  was  often  used 
See  Hamlet,  Act  iv.  sc.  1,  note  4.  H. 

4  That  is,  which  consists  in  that  whiteness,  or  takes  its  title 
from  it 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE.  57 

Tliis  silent  war  of  lilies  and  of  roses, 
Which  Tarquin  view'd  in  her  fair  face's  field, 
In  their  pure  ranks  his  traitor  eye  encloses  ; 
Where,  lest  between  them  both  it  should  he  kill'd, 
The  coward  captive  vanquished  aoth  yield 
To  those  two  armies,  that  would  let  him  go, 
Rather  than  triumph  in  so  false  a  foe. 

Now  thinks  he,  that  her  husband's  shallow  tongue, 

The  niggard  prodigal  that  prais'd  her  so, 

In  that  high  task  hath  done  her  beauty  wrong, 

Which  far  exceeds  his  barren  skill  to  show : 

Therefore,  that  praise  which  Collatine  doth  owe,* 

Enchanted  Tarquin  answers  with  surmise. 

In  silent  wonder  of  still-gazing  eyes. 

This  earthly  saint,  adored  by  this  devil, 

Little  suspecteth  the  false  worshipper, 

For  unstain'd  thoughts  do  seldom  dream  on  evil ; 

Birds  never  lim'd  no  secret  bushes  fear: 

S'.,  guiltless,  she  securely  gives  good  cheer 

And  reverend  welcome  to  her  princely  guest, 

Whose  inward  ill  no  outward  harm  express'd : 

For  that  he  colour'd  with  his  high  estate, 

Hiding  base  sin  in  plaits  of  majesty ; 

That  nothing  in  him  seem'd  inordinate, 

Save  sometime  too  much  wonder  of  his  eye, 

Which,  having  all,  all  could  not  satisfy  ; 

But,  poorly  rich,  so  wanteth  in  his  store, 

That,  cloy'd  with  much,  he  pineth  still  for  more. 

But  she,  that  never  cop'd  with  stranger  eyes, 
Could  pick  no  meaning  from  their  parling  looks, 
Nor  read  the  subtle-shining  secrecies 

6  Praise  here  signifies  the  object  of  praise,  that  is,  Lucretia.  — 
Owe  for  own  or  possett 


58  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE. 

Writ  in  the  glassy  margents  of  such  books:7 
She  touch'd  no  unknown  baits,  nor  fear'd  no  hooks 
Nor  could  she  moralize  his  wanton  sight,8 
More  than  his  eyes  were  open'd  to  the  light. 

He  stories  to  her  ears  her  husband's  fame, 

Won  in  the  fields  of  fruitful  Italy ; 

And  decks  with  praises  ColJatine's  high  name, 

Made  glorious  by  his  manly  chivalry, 

With  bruised  arms,  and  wreaths  of  victory : 

Her  joy  with  heav'd-up  hand  she  doth  express, 

And,  wordless,  so  greets  Heaven  for  his  success. 

Far  from  the  purpose  of  his  coming  thither, 
He  makes  excuses  for  his  being  there : 
No  cloudy  show  of  stormy  blustering  weather 
Doth  yet  in  his  fair  welkin  once  appear ; 
Till  sable  Night,  mother  of  dread  and  fear, 
Upon  the  world  dim  darkness  doth  display, 
And  in  her  vaulty  prison  stows  the  day : 

For  then  is  Tarquin  brought  unto  his  bed, 
Intending  weariness  with  heavy  sprite  ; 9 
For,  after  supper,  long  he  questioned 
With  modest  Lucrece,  and  wore  out  the  night. 
Now  leaden  slumber  with  life's  strength  doth  fight, 
And  every  one  to  rest  themselves  betake,10 
Save  thieves,  and  cares,  and  troubled   minds,  thai 
wake. 

7  Alluding  to  the  custom  of  printing  comments  on  books  in  ihe 
margin.     See  Hamlet,  Act  v.  sc.  2,  note  23.  H, 

8  Moralize  is  here  used  in  the  sense  of  interpret.     See  The 
Taming  of  the  Shrew,  Act  iv.  sc.  4.  H. 

9  Intending  for  pretending  ;  questioned  for  conversed.    See  King 
Richard  III.,  Act  iii.  sc.  5,  note  1.  H. 

10  Some  copies  of  the  first  edition  have  himself  betakes,  and, 
In  the  next  line,  wakes  instead  of  wake.     Mr.  Collier  tells  us  that 
iko  f.ruos  of  1594  belonging  to  the  Duke  of  Devonshire  and  the 


THb    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE.  59 

As  one  of  which,  doth  Tarquin  lie  revolving 
The  sundry  dangers  of  his  will's  obtaining; 
Yet  ever  to  obtain  his  will  resolving, 
Though  weak-built  hopes  persuade  him  to  abstain- 
ing: 

Despair  to  gain  doth  traffic  oft  for  gaining; 
And  when  great  treasure  is  the  meed  propos'd, 
Though  death  be  adjunct,  there's  no  death  suppos'd. 

Those  that  much  covet  are  with  gain  so  fond, 

That  what  they  have  not,  that  which  they  possess, 

They  scatter  and  unloose  it  from  their  bond, 

And  so,  by  hoping  more,  they  have  but  less ; 

Or,  gaining  more,  the  profit  of  excess 

Is  but  to  surfeit,  and  such  griefs  sustain, 

That  they  prove  bankrupt  in  this  poor-rich  gain. 

The  aim  of  all  is  but  to  nurse  the  life 

With  honour,  wealth,  and  ease,  in  waning  age; 

And  in  this  aim  there  is  such  thwarting  strife, 

That  one  for  all,  or  all  for  one  we  gage ; 

As  life  for  honour  in  fell  battle's  rage ; 

Honour  for  wealth  ;   aud  oft  that  wealth  doth  cost 

The  death  of  all,  and  all  together  lost. 

So  that,  in  venturing  ill,  we  leave  to  be 

The  things  we  are,  for  that  which  we  expect ; 

And  this  ambitious  foul  infirmity, 

In  having  much,  torments  us  with  defect 

Of  that  we  have  :  so  then  we  do  neglect 

The  thing  we  have,  and,  all  for  want  of  wit, 

Make  something  nothing  by  augmenting  it. 

Such  hazard  now  must  doting  Tarquin  make, 
Pawning  his  honour  to  obtain  his  lust ; 

late  Mr.  Caldecott  read  as  in  the  text.     Of  course  the  explanation 
is,  that  the  changes  were  made  i  liile  the  edition  was  in  press. 


GO  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE. 

And  for  himself  himself  he  must  forsake : 
Then,  where  is  truth,  if  there  be  no  self-trust  ? 
When  shall  lie  think  to  find  a  stranger  just, 
When  he  himself  himself  confounds,  betrays 
To  slanderous  tongues,  and  wretched  hateful  days  1 

Now  stole  upon  the  time  the  dead  of  night, 
When  heavy  sleep  had  clos'd  up  mortal  eyes ; 
No  comfortable  star  did  lend  his  light, 
No  noise  but  owls'  and  wolves'  death-boding  cries : 
Now  serves  the  season  that  they  may  surprise 
The  silly  lambs.      Pure  thoughts  are  dead  and  still, 
While  Lust  and  Murder  wake  to  stain  and  kill. 

And  now  this  lustful  lord  leap'd  from  his  bed, 
Throwing  his  mantle  rudely  o'er  his  arm ; 
Is  madly  toss'd  between  desire  and  dread  ; 
Th'  one  sweetly  flatters,  th'  other  feareth  harm  : 
But  honest  fear,  bewitch'd  with  lust's  foul  diann 
Doth  too,  too  oft  betake  him  to  retire, 
Beaten  away  by  brain-sick  rude  desire. 

His  falchion  on  a  flint  he  softly  smiteth, 
That  from  the  cold  stone  sparks  of  fire  do  fly ; 
Wliereat  a  waxen  torch  forthwith  he  lighteth, 
Which  must  be  load-star  to  his  lustful  eye ; 
And  to  the  flame  thus  speaks  advisedly : 
As  from  this  cold  flint  I  enforc'd  this  fire, 
So  Lucrece  must  I  force  to  my  desire. 

Here,  pale  with  fear,  he  doth  premeditate 
The  dangers  of  his  loathsome  enterprise, 
And  in  his  inward  mind  he  doth  debate 
What  following  sorrow  may  on  this  arise  ; 
Then,  looking  scornfully,  he  doth  despise 
His  naked  armour  of  still-slaughter'd  lust, 
And  justly  thus  controls  his  thoughts  unjust 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE.  dl 

Fair  torch,  burn  out  thy  light,  and  lend  it  not 
To  darken  her  whose  light  excelleth  thine ; 
And  die,  unhallow'd  thoughts,  before  you  blot 
With  your  uncleanness  that  which  is  divine: 
Offer  pure  incense  to  so  pure  a  shrine  : 
Let  fair  humanity  abhor  the  deed 
That   spots   and   stains   love's    modest   snow-white 
weed. 

O,  shame  to  knighthood,  and  to  shining  arms ! 
O,  foul  dishonour  to  my  household's  grave ! 
O,  impious  act,  including  all  foul  harms ! 
A  martial  man  to  be  soft  fancy's  slave  ! 
True  valour  still  a  true  respect  should  have ; 
Then  my  digression  is  so  vile,  so  base, 
That  it  will  live  engraven  in  my  face. 

Yea,  though  I  die,  the  scandal  will  survive, 
And  be  an  eye-sore  in  my  golden  coat ; 
Some  loathsome  dash  the  herald  will  contrive, 
To  cipher  me  how  fondly  I  did  dote  ; 
That  my  posterity,  sham'd  with  the  note, 
Shall  curse  my  bones,  and  hold  it  for  no  sin 
To  wish  that  I  their  father  had  not  been. 

What  win  I,  if  I  gain  the  thing  I  seek  1 

A  dream,  a  breath,  a  froth  of  fleeting  joy. 

Who  buys  a  minute's  mirth,  to  wail  a  week? 

Or  sells  eternity,  to  get  a  toy  ? 

For  one  sweet  grape  who  will  the  vine  destroy  1 

Or  what  fond  beggar,  but  to  touch  the  crown, 

Would  with  the  sceptre  straight  be  stricken  down  \ 

If  Collatinus  dream  of  my  intent, 
Will  he  not  wake,  and  in  a  desperate  rage 
Post  hither,  this  vile  purpose  to  prevent  1 
This  siege  that  hath  engirt  his  marriage, 
This  blur  to  youth,  this  sorrow  to  the  saget 


S2  J-IIE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE. 

This  dying  virtue,  this  surviving  shame, 
Whose  crime  will  hear  an  ever-during  blame  * 
O !  wnat  excuse  can  my  invention  make, 
When  thou  shall  charge  me  with  so  black  a  deed  ? 
Will  not  my  tongue  be  mute,  my  frail  joints  shake, 
Mine  eyes  forego  their  light,  my  false  heart   bleed  1 
The  guilt  being  great,  the  fear  doth  still  exceed 
And  extreme  fear  can  neither  fight  nor  fly, 
But,  coward-like,  with  trembling  terror  die. 

Had  Collatinus  kill'd  my  son  or  sire, 

Or  lain  in  ambush  to  betray  my  life, 

Or  were  he  not  my  dear  friend,  this  desire 

Might  have  excuse  to  work  upon  his  wife, 

As  in  revenge  or  quittal  of  such  strife  ; 

But  as  he  is  my  kinsman,  my  dear  friend, 

The  shame  and  fault  finds  no  excuse  nor  end. 

Shameful  it  is  ;  —  ay,  if  the  fact  be  known : 
Hateful  it  is;  —  there  is  no  hate  in  loving: 
I'll  beg  her  love  ;  — but  she  is  not  her  own  : 
The  worst  is  but  denial,  and  reproving. 
My  will  is  strong,  past  reason's  weak  removing  - 
Who  fears  a  sentence  or  an  old  man's  saw, 
Shall  by  a  painted  cloth  be  kept  in  awe.11 

Thus,  graceless,  holds  he  disputation 
'Tween  frozen  conscience  and  hot-burning  wijl, 
And  with  good  thoughts  makes  dispensation, 
Urging  the  worser  sense  for  vantage  still ; 
Which  in  a  moment  doth  confound  and  kill 
All  pure  effects,  and  doth  so  far  proceed, 
That  what  is  vile  shows  like  a  virtuous  deed. 


11  In  the  old  tapestries,  or  painted  cloths,  moral  sentences  wer« 
usually  wrought.     See  As  You  Like  It,  Act  iii.  sc.  2,  note  28 


THE    RAPE    OF    L,UCRkUfc.  63 

he,  She  to  ^k  me  kindly  by  the  nand, 
And  gaz'd  for  tidings  in  my  eager  eyes, 
Fearing  some  hard  news  from  the  warlike  band, 
Where  her  beloved  Collatinus  lies. 
O,  how  her  fear  did  make  her  colour  rise  ! 
First  red  as  roses  that  on  lawn  we  lay, 
Then  white  as  lawn,  the  roses  took  away. 

And  how  her  hand,  in  my  hand  being  lock'd, 
Forc'd  it  to  tremble  with  her  loyal  fear ! 
Which  struck  her  sad,  and  then  it  faster  rock'd, 
Until  her  husband's  welfare  she  did  hear ; 
Whereat  she  smiled  with  so  sweet  a  cheer, 
That  had  Narcissus  seen  her  as  she  stood, 
Self-love  had  never  drown'd  him  in  the  flood. 

Why  hunt  I,  then,  for  colour  or  excuses  ? 
All  orators  are  dumb  when  beauty  pleadeth  : 
Poor  wretches  have  remorse  in  poor  abuses ; 
Love  thrives  not  in  the  heart  that  shadows  dreadeth : 
Affection  is  my  captain,  and  he  leadeth ; 
And  when  his  gaudy  banner  is  display'd, 
The  coward  fights,  and  will  not  be  dismay'd. 

Then,  childish  fear,  avaunt !   debating,  die  ! 
Respect12  and  reason,  wait  on  wrinkled  age  ! 
My  heart  shall  never  countermand  mine  eye  : 
Sad  pause  and  deep  regard  beseem  the  sage ; 
My  part  is  youth,  and  beats  these  from  the  stage. 
Desire  my  pilot  is,  beauty  my  prize ; 
Then,  who  fears  sinking  where  such  treasure  lieu  1 

As  corn  o'ergrown  by  weeds,  so  heedful  fear 
Is  almost  clmk'  1  by  unresisted  lust. 


13  Respect  here  means  consideration.     See  Venus  and  Adonis, 
note  35  a. 


64  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCREOE. 

Away  lie  steels  with  open  listening  ear, 

Full  of  foul  hope,  and  full  of  fond  mistrust ; 

Both  which,  as  servitors  to  the  unjust, 

So  cross  him  with  their  opposite  persuasion, 

That  row  he  vows  a  league,  and  now  invasion. 

Within  his  thought  her  heavenly  image  sits, 

And  in  the  selfsame  seat  sits  Collatine: 

That  eye  which  looks  on  her  confounds  his  wits ; 

That  eye  which  him  beholds,  as  more  divine, 

Unto  a  view  so  false  will  not  incline ; 

But  with  a  pure  appeal  seeks  to  the  heart, 

Which,  once  corrupted,  takes  the  worser  part ; 

And  therein  heartens  up  his  servile  powers, 
Who,  flatter'd  by  their  leader's  jocund  show, 
Stuff  up  his  lust,  as  minutes  fill  up  hours ; 
And  as  their  captain,  so  their  pride  doth  grow 
Paying  more  slavish  tribute  than  they  owe. 
By  reprobate  desire  thus  madly  led, 
The  Roman  lord  marcheth  to  Lucrece'  bed. 

The  locks  between  her  chamber  and  his  will, 
Each  one,  by  him  enforc'd,  retires  his  ward ; 13 
But,  as  they  open,  they  all  rate  his  ill, 
Which  drives  the  creeping  thief  to  some  regard . 
The  threshold  grates  the  door  to  have  him  heard  ; 
Night-wandering  weasels  shriek  to  see  him  there  ; 
They  fright  him,  yet  he  still  pursues  his  fear. 

As  each  unwilling  portal  yields  him  way, 
Through  little  vents  and  crannies  of  the  place 
The  wind  wars  with  his  torch,  to  make  him  stay, 
And  blows  the  smoke  of  it  into  his  face, 
Extinguishing  his  conduct  in  this  case  ; M 

13  Retires  is  here  used  as  a  transitive  verb,  ward  being  its  ob- 
ject ;  so  that  the  sense  is  the  same  as  withdraws.  —  His  for  it*. 

u. 

14  Conduct  for  conductor 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCHECE.  60 

But  Ids  hot  heart,  which  fond  desire  doth  scorch, 
Puffs  forth  another  wind  that  fires  the  torch : 

And,  being  lighted,  by  the  light  he  spies 
Lucretia's  glove,  wherein  her  needle  sticks : 
He  takes  it  from  the  rushes  where  it  lies,15 
And  griping  it,  the  neeld   his  finger  pricks ; 
As  who  should  say,  this  glove  to  wanton  tricks 
Is  not  inur'd ;  return  again  in  haste  : 
Thou  seest  our  mistress'  ornaments  are  chaste. 

But  all  these  poor  forbiddings  could  not  stay  him  ; 

He  in  the  worst  sense  construes  their  denial : 

The  doors,  the  wind,  the  glove,  that  did  delay  him. 

He  takes  for  accidental  things  of  trial, 

Or  as  those  bars  which  stop  the  hourly  dial ; 

Who  with  a  lingering  stay  his  course  doth  let, 

Till  every  minute  pays  the  hour  his  debt. 

So,  so,  quoth  he ;  these  lets  attend  the  time, 
Like  little  frosts  that  sometime  threat  the  spring, 
To  add  a  more  rejoicing  to  the  prime, 
And  give  the  sneaped  birds  more  cause  to  sing.17 
Pain  pays  the  income  of  each  precious  thing : 
Huge  rocks,  high  winds,  strong  pirates,  shelves  and 

sands, 
The  merchant  fears,  ere  rich  at  home  he  lands. 

Now  is  he  come  unto  the  chamber-door, 

That  shuts  him  from  the  heaven  of  his  thought ; 

16  Apartments  in  England  were  strewed  with  rushes  in  the  time 
of  our  author. 

18  Needle  was  sometimes  used  as  a  monosyllable.     See  A  Mid- 
summer-Night's Dream,  Act  iii.  sc.  2,  note  16.  H. 

17  Sneaped  probably  means  checked.     In  2  Henry  IV.,  Act  ii 
sc.  1,  Falstaff,  when  reproved  by  the  Chief  Justice,  replies, — "  M» 
lord,  I  will  not  undergo  this  swap  without  reply."  u 


66  THE    RAPE    OF    LOCRECE. 

Wliich  with  a  yielding  latch,  and  with  no  more, 

Hath  bai/'d  him  from  the  hlessed  thing  he  sought 

So  from  himself  impiety  hath  wrought, 

That  for  his  prey  to  pray  he  doth  begin, 

As  if  the  heavens  should  countenance  his  sin. 

But  in  the  midst  of  his  unfruitful  prayer, 
Having  solicited  th'  eternal  Power 
That  his  foul  thoughts  might  compass  his  fair  fair, 
And  they  would  stand  auspicious  to  the  hour  ; 
Even  there  he  starts:  —  quoth  he,  I  must  deflower: 
The  powers  to  whom  I  pray  abhor  this  fact ; 
How  can  they,  then,  assist  me  in  the  act  ? 

Tben  Love  and  Fortune  be  my  gods,  my  guide ! 
My  will  is  back'd  with  resolution  : 
Thoughts  are  but  dreams  till  their  effects  be  tried ; 
The  blackest  sin  is  clear'd  with  absolution  : 
Against  love's  fire  fear's  frost  hath  dissolution. 
The  eye  of  heaven  is  out,  and  misty  night 
Covers  the  shame  that  follows  sweet  delight. 

This  said,  his  guilty  hand  pluck'd  up  the  latch, 
And  with  his  knee  the  door  he  opens  wide  : 
The  dove  sleeps  fast  that  this  night-owl  will  catch  5 
Thus  treason  works  ere  traitors  be  espied. 
Who  sees  the  lurking  serpent,  steps  aside ; 
But  she,  sound  sleeping,  fearing  no  such  thing, 
Lies  at  the  mercy  -of  his  mortal  sting. 

Into  the  chamber  wickedly  he  stalks, 
And  gazeth  on  her  yet-unstained  bed  : 
The  curtains  being  close,  about  he  walks, 
Rolling  his  greedy  eye-balls  in  his  head : 
By  their  high  treason  is  his  heart  misled  ; 
Which  gives  the  watch-word  to  his  hand  full  goon, 
To  draw  the  cloud  that  hides  the  silver  moon. 


THE    RAPE    UF    LUCRECE.  6? 

Look,  as  the  fair  and  fiery-pointed  sun, 
Rushing  from  forth  a  cloud,  bereaves  our  sight ; 
Even  so,  the  curtain  drawn,  his  eyes  begun 
To  wink,  being  blinded  with  a  greater  light 
Whether  it  is,  that  she  reflects  so  bright, 
That  dazzleth  them,  or  else  some  shame  suppos'd 
But  blind  they  are,  and  keep  themselves  enclos'd 

O  !   had  they  in  that  darksome  prison  died, 
Then  had  they  seen  the  period  of  their  ill : 
Then  Collatine  again,  by  Lucrece'  side, 
In  his  clear  bed  might  have  reposed  still  ; 
But  they  must  ope,  this  blessed  league  to  kill ; 
And  holy-thoughted  Lucrece  to  their  sight 
Must  sell  her  joy,  her  life,  her  world's  delight. 

Her  lily  hand  her  rosy  cheek  lies  under, 
Cozening  the  pillow  of  a  lawful  kiss  ; 
Who,  therefore  angry,  seems  to  part  in  sunder 
Swelling  on  either  side,  to  want  his  bliss, 
Between  whose  hills  her  head  entombed  is ; 
Where,  like  a  virtuous  monument,  she  lies, 
To  be  admir'd  of  lewd,  unhallow'd  eyes. 

Without  the  bed  her  other  fair  hand  was, 
On  the  green  coverlet ;  whose  perfect  white 
Show'd  like  an  April  daisy  on  the  grass, 
With  pearly  sweat,  resembling  dew  of  night. 
Her  eyes,  like  marigolds,  had  sheath'd  their  light 
And  canopied  in  darkness  sweetly  lay, 
Till  they  might  open  to  adorn  the  day. 

Her  hair,  like  golden  threads,  play'd  with  her  breath  ; 
O,  modest  wantons  !   wanton  modesty  ! 
Showing  life's  triumph  in  the  map  of  death, 
And  death's  dim  look  in  life's  mortality : 
Each  in  her  sleep  themselves  so  beautify, 


68  THE     RAPE    OF    LUCUECE. 

As  if  between  them  twain  there  were  no  strife, 
But  that  life  liv'd  in  death,  and  death  in  life. 

Her  breasts,  like  ivory  globes  circled  with  blue, 

A  pair  of  maiden  worlds  unconquered  ; 

Save  of  their  lord,  no  bearing  yoke  they  knew, 

And  him  by  oath  they  truly  honoured. 

These  worlds  in  Tarquin  new  ambition  bred ; 

Who,  like  a  foul  usurper,  went  about 

From  tliis  fair  throne  to  heave  the  owner  out. 

What  could  he  see,  but  mightily  he  noted  1 
What  did  he  note,  but  strongly  he  desir'd  ? 
What  he  beheld,  on  that  he  firmly  doted, 
And  in  his  will  his  wilful  eye  he  tir'd. 
With  more  than  admiration  he  admir'd 
Her  azure  veins,  her  alabaster  skin, 
Her  coral  lips,  her  snow-white  dimpled  chin. 

As  the  grim  lion  fawneth  o'er  his  prey, 

Sharp  hunger  by  the  conquest  satisfied, 

So  o'er  this  sleeping  soul  doth  Tarquin  stay, 

His  rage  of  lust  by  gazing  qualified  ; 

Slack'd,  not  suppress'd  ;  for,  standing  by  her  side, 

His  eye,  which  late  this  mutiny  restrains, 

Unto  a  greater  uproar  tempts  his  veins : 

And  they,  like  straggling  slaves  for  pillage  fighting 

Obdurate  vassals,  fell  exploits  effecting, 

In  bloody  death  and  ravishment  delighting, 

Nor  children's  tears  nor  mother's  groans  respecting 

Swell  in  their  pride,  the  onset  still  expecting; 

Anon  his  beating  heart,  alarum  striking, 

Gives  the  hot  charge,  and  bids  them  do  their  liking 

His  drumming  heart  cheers  up  his  burning  eye ; 
His  eye  commends  the  leading  to  his  hand ; 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE.  G9 

His  hand,  as  proud  of  such  a  dignity, 
Smoking  with  pride,  march'd  on  to  make  his  stand 
On  her  bare  breast,  the  heart  of  all  her  land ; 
Whose  ranks  of  blue  veins,  as  his  hand  did  scale, 
Left  their  round  turrets  destitute  and  pale. 

They,  mustering  to  the  quiet  cabinet 

Where  their  dear  governess  and  lady  lies, 

Do  tell  her  she  is  dreadfully  beset, 

And  fright  her  with  confusion  of  their  cries : 

She,  much  amaz'd,  breaks  ope  her  lock'd-up  eyes, 

Who,  peeping  forth  this  tumult  to  behold, 

Are  by  his  flaming  torch  dimm'd  and  controll'd. 

Imagine  her,  as  one  in  dead  of  night 
From  forth  dull  sleep  by  dreadful  fancy  waking, 
That  thinks  she  hath  beheld  some  ghastly  sprite, 
Whose  grim  aspect  sets  every  joint  a-shaking ; 
What  terror  'tis  !   but  she,  in  vvorser  taking, 
From  sleep  disturbed,  needfully  doth  view 
The  sight  which  makes  supposed  terror  true. 

Wrapp'd  and  confounded  in  a  thousand  fears, 
Like  to  a  new-kill'd  bird  she  trembling  lies: 
She  dares  not  look ;  yet,  winking,  there  appears 
Quick-shifting  antics,  ugly  in  her  eyes: 
Such  shadows  are  the  weak  brain's  forgeries ; 
Who,  angry  that  the  eyes  fly  from  their  lights, 
In  darkness  daunts  them  with  more  dreadful  sights. 

His  hand,  that  yet  remains  upon  her  breast, 
(Rude  ram,  to  batter  such  an  ivory  wall !) 
May  feel  her  heart  (poor  citizen !)  distress'd, 
Wounding  itself  to  death,  rise  up  and  fall, 
Beating  her  bulk,  that  his  hand  shakes  withal.1* 

J8  Bulk  was  formerly  used  for  breast.  So  in  Hamlet,  Act  it. 
»c.  1  :  "He  rais'd  a  sigh  so  piteous  and  profound,  that  it  did  >ecm 
to  shatter  all  his  bulk,  and  end  his  being.''  H. 


70  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE. 

This  moves  in  him  more  rage,  and  lesser  pity, 
To  make  the  breach,  and  enter  this  sweet  city 

First,  like  a  trumpet,  doth  his  tongue  begin 
To  sound  a  parley  to  his  heartless  foe ; 
Who  o'er  the  white  sheet  peers  her  whiter  chin, 
The  reason  of  this  rash  alarm  to  know, 
Which  he  by  dumb  demeanour  seeks  to  show ; 
But  she  with  vehement  prayers  urgeth  still, 
Under  what  colour  he  commits  this  ill. 

Thus  he  replies :   The  colour  in  thy  face 
(That  even  for  anger  makes  the  lily  pale, 
And  the  red  rose  blush  at  her  own  disgrace) 
Shall  plead  for  me,  and  tell  my  loving  tale  ; 
Under  that  colour  am  I  come  to  scale 
Thy  never-conquer'd  fort :   the  fault  is  thine, 
For  those  thine  eyes  betray  thee  unto  mine. 

Thus  I  forestall  thee,  if  thou  mean  to  chide* 
Thy  beauty  hath  ensnar'd  thee  to  this  night, 
Where  thou  with  patience  must  my  will  abide,— 
My  will,  that  marks  thee  for  my  earth's  delight, 
Which  I  to  conquer  sought  with  all  my  might ; 
But  as  reproof  and  reason  beat  it  dead, 
By  thy  bright  beauty  was  it  newly  bred. 

I  see  what  crosses  my  attempt  will  bring ; 

I  know  what  thorns  the  growing  rose  defends : 

I  thir.k  the  honey  guarded  with  a  sting : 

All  this,  beforehand,  counsel  comprehends ; 

But  will  is  deaf,  and  hears  no  heedful  friends : 

Only  he  hath  an  eye  to  gaze  on  beauty, 

And  dotes  on  what  he  looks,  'gainst  law  or  duty. 

I  have  debated,  even  in  my  soul, 

What  wrong,  what  shame,  what  sorrow  I  shall  breed 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE.  71 

But  nothing  can  affection's  course  control, 
Or  stop  the  headlong  fury  of  his  speed : 
I  know  repentant  tears  ensue  the  deed, 
Reproach,  disdain,  and  deadly  enmity, 
Yet  strive  I  to  embrace  mine  infamy. 

This  said,  he  shakes  aloft  his  Roman  blade, 
Which,  like  a  falcon  towering  in  the  skies, 
Coucheth  the  fowl  below  with  his  wings'  shade ; 
Whose  crooked  beak  threats,  if  he  mount  he  dies 
So  under  his  insulting  falchion  lies 
Harmless  Lucretia,  marking  what  he  tells, 
With  trembling  fear,  as  fowl  hear  falcons'  bells. 

Lucrece,  quoth  he,  this  night  I  must  enjoy  thee , 
If  thou  deny,  then  force  must  work  my  way, 
For  in  thy  bed  I  purpose  to  destroy  thee : 
That  done,  some  worthless  slave  of  thine  I'll  slay 
To  kill  thine  honour  with  thy  life's  decay ; 
And  in  thy  dead  arms  do  I  mean  to  place  him, 
Swearing  I  slew  him,  seeing  thee  embrace  him. 

So  thy  surviving  husband  shall  remain 
The  scornful  mark  of  every  open  eye  ; 
Thy  kinsmen  hang  their  heads  at  this  disdain, 
Thy  issue  blurr'd  with  nameless  bastardy ; 
And  thou,  the  author  of  their  obloquy, 
Shalt  have  thy  trespass  cited  up  in  rhymes, 
And  sung  by  children  in  succeeding  times. 

But,  if  thou  yield,  I  rest  thy  secret  friend  : 
The  fault  unknown  is  as  a  thought  unacted ; 
A  little  harm,  done  to  a  gieat  good  end, 
For  lawful  policy  remains  enacted. 
The  poisonous  simple  sometimes  is  compacted 
In  a  pure  compound ;  being  so  applied 
His  venom  in  effect  is  ourified. 


/£  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE. 

Then,  for  thy  husband  and  thy  children's  sake, 
Tender  my  suit :   bequeath  not  to  their  lot 
The  shame  that  from  them  no  device  can  take. 
The  blemish  that  will  never  be  forgot ; 
Worse  than  a  slavish  wipe,  or  birth-hour's  blot 
For  marks  descried  in  men's  nativity 
Are  nature's  faults,  not  their  own  infamy. 

Here  with  a  cockatrice'  dead-killing  eye 

He  rouseth  up  himself,  and  makes  a  pause; 

While  she,  the  picture  of  pure  piety, 

Like  a  white  hind  under  the  grype's  sharp  claws," 

Pleads  in  a  wilderness,  where  are  no  laws, 

To  the  rough  beast  that  knows  no  gentle  right, 

Nor  aught  obeys  but  his  foul  appetite. 

But,  when  a  black-fac'd  cloud  the  world  doth  threat, 
In  his  dim  mist  th'  aspiring  mountains  hiding, 
From  earth's  dark  womb  some  gentle  gust  doth  get, 
Which  blows  these  pitchy  vapours  from  their  biding, 
Hindering  their  present  fall  by  this  dividing ; 
So  his  unhallow'd  haste  her  words  delays, 
And  moody  Pluto  winks  while  Orpheus  plays. 

Yet,  foul  night-waking  cat,  he  doth  but  dally, 

While  in  his  hold-fast  foot  the  weak  mouse  panteth* 

Her  sad  behaviour  feeds  his  vulture  folly, 

A  swallowing  gulf,  that  even  in  plenty  wanteth : 

His  ear  her  prayers  admits,  but  his  heart  granteth 

No  penetrable  entrance  to  her  plaining : 

Tears  harden  lust,  though  marble  wear  with  raining. 

Her  pity-pleading  eyes  are  sadly  fix'd 
In  the  remorseless  wrinkles  of  his  face  ; 
Her  modest  eloquence  with  sighs  is  mix'd, 
Which  to  her  oratory  adds  more  grace. 
She  puts  the  period  often  from  his  place ; 

19   The  grype  is  the  griffin  or  vulture. 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE.  73 

And  'miJst  the  sentence  so  her  accent  breaks, 
Thru  twice  she  doth  begin,  ere  once  she  speaks. 

She  conjures  hi  ID  hy  high  almighty  Jove, 

By  knighthood,  gentry,  and  sweet  friendship's  oath 

By  her  untimely  tears,  her  husband's  love, 

By  holy  human  law,  and  common  troth, 

l>y  heaven  and  earth,  and  all  the  power  of  botfc, 

Thai  to  his  borrow'd  bed  he  make  retire, 

And  stoop  to  honour,  not  to  foul  desire. 

Quoth  she,  Reward  not  hospitality 

With  such  black  payment  as  thou  hast  pretended  ; " 

Mud  not  the  fountain  that  gave  drink  to  thee ; 

Mar  not  the  thing  that  cannot  be  amended ; 

End  thy  ill  aim,  before  thy  shoot  be  ended. 

He  is  no  woodman,  that  doth  bend  his  bow 

To  strike  a  poor  unseasonable  doe. 

My  husband  is  thy  friend,  for  his  sake  spare  me ; 
Thyself  art  mighty,  for  thine  own  sake  leave  me ; 
Myself  a  weakling,  do  not  then  ensnare  me; 
Thou  look'st  not  like  deceit,  do  not  deceive  me : 
My  sighs,  like  whirlwinds,  labour  hence  to  heave 

thee. 

If  ever  man  were  mov'd  with  woman's  moans, 
Be  moved  with  rny  tears,  my  sighs,  my  groans. 

All  which  together,  like  a  troubled  ocean, 
Beat  at  thy  rocky  and  wreck-threatening  heart, 
To  soften  it  with  their  continual  motion ; 
For  stones  dissolv'd  to  water  do  convert. 
O,  if  no  harder  than  a  stone  thou  art, 
Melt  at  my  tears,  and  be  compassionate ! 
Soft  pity  enters  at  an  iron  gate. 

*'  We  have  already,  in  note  9,  had  intending  for  pretending 
Here,  in  like  manner,  we  have  intended  for  pretended.  See  Mac- 
beth, Act  ii.  sc.  3,  note  10  ;  and  sc.  4,  note  5.  u. 


74  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECt. 

Ill  Tarquin's  Imeness  I  did  entertain  thoe . 

Hast  thou  put  on  his  shape  to  do  him  .shame  ? 

To  all  the  host  of  heaven  I  complaiu  me, 

Thou  wrong'st  his  honour,   wound'st  his  princely 

name : 

Thou  art  not  what  thou  seem'st ;  and  if  the  same, 
Thou  seem'st  not  what  thou  art,  a  god,  a  king ; 
For  kings,  like  gods,  should  govern  every  thing. 

How  will  thy  shame  be  seeded  in  thine  age, 
When  thus  thy  vices  bud  before  thy  spring ! 
If  in  thy  hope  thou  dar'st  do  such  outrage, 
What  dar'st  thou  not,  when  once  thou  art  a  king  ! 
O,  be  remember'd !  no  outrageous  thing 
From  vassal  actors  can  be  wip'd  away  ; 
Then,  kings'  misdeeds  cannot  be  hid  in  clay. 

This  deed  will  make  thee  only  lov'd  for  fear ; 
But  happy  monarchs  still  are  fear'd  for  love : 
With  foul  offenders  thou  perforce  must  bear, 
When  they  in  thee  the  like  offences  prove  : 
If  but  for  fear  of  this,  thy  will  remove ; 
For  princes  are  the  glass,  the  school,  the  book, 
Where  subjects'  eyes  do  learn,  do  read,  do  look. 

And  wilt  thou  be  the  school  where  Lust  shall  learn  1 

Must  he  in  thee  read  lectures  of  sue!)  shame  ? 

Wilt  thou  be  glass,  wherein  it  shall  discern 

Authority  for  sin,  warrant  for  blame, 

To  privilege  dishonour  in  thy  name  ? 

Thou  back'st  reproach  against  long-living  laud, 

And  mak'st  fair  reputation  but  a  bawd. 

Hast  thou  command  1  by  Him  that  gave  it  thee, 
From  a  pure  heart  command  thy  rebel  will. 
Draw  not  thy  sword  to  guard  iniquity, 
For  it  was  lent  thee  all  that  brood  to  kill 
Thy  princely  office  how  canst  thou  fulfil, 


THE    RAPE    OF    UJCRECE. 

When,  pattern'd  by  thy  fault,  foul  Sin  may  say, 
He  learn'd  to  sin,  and  thou  didst  teach  the  way  ? 

Think  but  how  vile  a  spectacle  it  were, 

To  view  thy  present  trespass  in  another. 

Men's  faults  do  seldom  to  themselves  appear ; 

Their  own  transgressions  partially  they  smother  : 

This  guilt  would  seem  death-worthy  in  thy  brother, 

O,  how  are  they  wrapp'd  in  with  infamies, 

That  from  their  own  misdeeds  askance  their  eyes! 

To  thee,  to  thee,  my  heav'd-up  hands  appeal, 

Not  to  seducing  lust,  thy  rash  relier ; 

I  sue  for  exil'd  majesty's  repeal ; 

Let  him  return,  and  flattering  thoughts  retire; 

His  true  respect  will  prison  false  desire, 

And  wipe  the  dim  mist  from  thy  doting  eyne, 

That  thou  shalt  see  thy  state,  and  pity  mine. 

Have  done,  quoth  he  :  my  uncontrolled  tide 

Turns  not,  but  swells  the  higher  by  this  let : 

Small  lights  are  soon  blown  out ;   huge  fires  abide, 

And  with  the  wind  in  greater  fury  fret : 

The  petty  streams,  that  pay  a  daily  debt 

To  their  salt  soveieign  with  their  fresh  falls'  haste, 

Add  to  his  flow,  but  alter  not  his  taste. 

Thou  art,  quoth  she,  a  sea,  a  sovereign  king; 
And,  lo  !  there  falls  into  thy  boundless  flood 
Black  lust,  dishonour,  shame,  misgoverning, 
Who  seek  to  stain  the  ocean  of  thy  blood. 
If  all  these  petty  ills  shall  change  thy  good, 
Thy  sea  within  a  puddle's  womb  is  hears'd, 
And  not  the  puddle  in  thy  sea  dispers'd. 

So  shall  these  slaves  be  king,  and  thou  their  slave ; 
Thou  nobly  base,  they  basely  dignified  : 


76  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE. 

Thou  their  fair  life,  and  they  thy  fouler  grave ; 
Thou  loathed  in  their  shame,  they  in  thy  pride  • 
The  lesser  thing  should  not  the  greater  hide ; 
The  cedar  stoops  not  to  the  base  shrub's  foot, 
But  low  shrubs  wither  at  the  cedar's  root. 

So  let  thy  thoughts,  low  vassals  to  thy  state, — 

No  more,  quoth  he ;  by  Heaven,  I  will  not  hear  thee  : 

Yield  to  my  love  ;  if  not,  enforced  hate, 

Instead  of  love's  coy  touch,  shall  rudely  tear  thee  : 

That  done,  despitefully  I  mean  to  bear  thee 

Unto  the  base  bed  of  some  rascal  groom, 

To  be  thy  partner  in  this  shameful  doom. 

This  said,  he  sets  his  foot  upon  the  light, 
For  light  and  lust  are  deadly  enemies : 
Shame,  folded  up  in  blind,  concealing  night, 
When  most  unseen,  then  most  doth  tyrannize. 
The  wolf  hath  seiz'd  his  prey,  the  poor  lamb  cries 
Till  with  her  own  white  fleece  her  voice  controll'd 
Entombs  her  outcry  in  her  lips'  sweet  fold: 

For  with  the  nightly  linen  that  she  wears 
He  pens  her  piteous  clamours  in  her  head  ; 
Cooling  his  hot  face  in  the  chastest  tears 
That  ever  modest  eyes  with  sorrow  shed. 
O,  that  prone  lust  should  stain  so  pure  a  bed ! 
The  spots  whereof  could  weeping  purify, 
Her  tears  should  drop  on  them  perpetually. 

But  she  hath  lost  a  dearer  thing  than  life, 
An<]  he  hath  won  what  he  would  lose  again  : 
This  forced  league  doth  force  a  further  strife  ; 
This  momentary  joy  breeds  months  of  pain ; 
This  hot  desire  converts  to  cold  disdain : 
Pure  chastity  is  rifled  of  her  store, 
And  lust,  the  thief,  far  poorer  than  before. 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE.  77 

Look,  as  the  full-fed  hound  or  gorged  hawk, 
Unapt  for  tender  smell  or  speedy  flight, 
Make  slow  pursuit,  or  altogether  halk 
The  prey,  wherein  by  nature  they  delight ; 
So  surfeit-taking  Tarquin  fares  this  night ; 
His  taste  delicious,  in  digestion  souring, 
Devours  his  will,  that  liv'd  by  foul  devouring. 

O,  deeper  sin  than  bottomless  conceit 
Can  comprehend  in  still  imagination ! 
Drunken  desire  must  vomit  his  receipt, 
Ere  he  can  see  his  own  abomination. 
While  lust  is  in  his  pride,  no  exclamation 
Can  curb  his  heat,  or  rein  his  rash  desire, 
Till,  like  a  jade,  self-will  himself  doth  tire  : 

And  then,  with  lank  and  lean  discolour'd  cheekf 
'With  heavy  eye,  knit  brow,  arid  strengthless  pace, 
Feeble  desire,  all  recreant,  poor,  and  meek, 
Like  to  a  bankrupt  beggar  wails  his  case : 
The  flesh  being  proud,  desire  doth  fight  with  grace. 
For  there  it  revels  ;  and  when  that  decays, 
The  guilty  rebel  for  remission  prays. 

So  fares  it  with  this  faultful  lord  of  Rome, 
Who  this  accomplishment  so  hotly  chas'd ; 
For  now  against  himself  he  sounds  this  doom, 
That   through  the   length  of  times  he  stands   dis 

grac'd : 

Besides,  his  soul's  fair  temple  is  defac'd ; 
To  whose  weak  ruins  muster  troops  of  cares, 
To  ask  the  spotted  princess  how  she  fares. 

She  says,  her  subjects  with  foul  insurrection 
Have  batter'd  down  her  consecrated  wall, 
And  by  their  mortal  fault  brought  in  subjection 
Her  immortality,  and  made  her  thrall 
To  living  death,  and  pain  perpetual ; 


7H  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE. 

Which  in  her  prescience  she  controlled  still, 
But  her  foresight  could  not  forestall  their  will. 

Even  in  this  thought,  through  the  dark   night  he 

stealeth, 

A  captive  victor,  that  hath  lost  in  gain  ; 
Bearing  away  the  wound  that  nothing  healeth, 
The  scar  that  will  despite  of  cure  remain  ; 
Leaving  his  spoil  perplex'd  in  greater  pain. 
She  bears  the  load  of  lust  he  left  behind, 
And  he  the  burthen  of  a  guilty  mind. 

He,  like  a  thievish  dog,  creeps  sadly  thence, 

She,  like  a  wearied  lamb,  lies  panting  there  ; 

He  scowls,  and  hates  himself  for  his  offence, 

She,  desperate,  with  her  nails  her  flesh  doth  tear; 

He  faintly  flies,  sweating  with  guilty  fear, 

She  stays,  exclaiming  on  the  direful  night ; 

He  runs,  and  chides  his  vanish'd,  loath'd  delight. 

He  thence  departs  a  heavy  convertite, 

She  there  remains  a  hopeless  castaway  ; 

He  in  his  speed  looks  for  the  morning  light, 

She  prays  she  never  may  behold  the  day : 

For  day,  quoth  she,  night's  scapes  doth  open  lay ; 

And  my  true  eyes  have  never  practis'd  how 

To  cloak  offences  with  a  cunning  brow. 

They  think  not  but  that  every  eye  can  see 
The  same  disgrace  which  they  themselves  behold ; 
And  therefore  would  they  still  in  darkness  be, 
To  have  their  unseen  sin  remain  untold : 
For  they  their  guilt  with  weeping  will  unfold, 
And  grave,  like  water  that  doth  eat  in  steel, 
Upon  my  cheeks  what  helpless  shame  I  feel. 

Here  she  exclaims  against  repose  and  rest, 
And  bids  her  eyes  hereafter  still  be  blind : 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE.  79 

She  wakes  her  heart  by  beating  on  her  breast, 
And  bids  it  leap  from  thence,  where  it  may  find 
Some  purer  chest  to  close  so  pure  a  mind. 
Frantic  with  grief,  thus  breathes  she  forth  her  spite 
Against  the  unseen  secrecy  of  night : 

O,  comfort-killing  night,  image  of  hell  ! 

Dim  register  and  notary  of  shame ! 

Black  stage  for  tragedies  and  murders  fell ! 

Vast  sin-concealing  chaos  !  nurse  of  blame  ! 

Blind,  muffled  bawd  !  dark  harbour  for  defame ' 

Grim  cave  of  death  !  whispering  conspirator 

With  close-tongued  treason  and  the  ravisher! 

O,  hateful,  vaporous,  and  foggy  night ! 
Since  thou  art  guilty  of  my  cureless  crime, 
Muster  thy  mists  to  meet  the  eastern  light, 
Make  war  against  proportion'd  course  of  time  ; 
Or,  if  thou  wilt  permit  the  sun  to  climb 
His  wonted  height,  yet,  ere  he  go  to  bed, 
Knit  poisonous  clouds  about  his  golden  head. 

With  rotten  damps  ravish  the  morning  air ; 

Let  their  exhal'd  unwholesome  breaths  make  sick 

The  life  of  purity,  the  supreme  fair, 

Ere  he  arrive  his  weary  noon-tide  prick ; 

And  let  thy  musty  vapours  march  so  thick,81 

That  in  their  smoky  ranks  his  smother'd  light 

May  set  at  noon,  and  make  perpetual  night. 

Were  Tarquin  night,  (as  he  is  but  night's  child,) 
The  silver-shining  queen  he  would  distain ; 
Her  twinkling  handmaids  too,  by  him  defil'd, 
Through  night's  black  bosom  should  not  peep  again 
So  should  I  have  copartners  in  my  pain ; 


80  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE. 

And  fellowship  in  woe  doth  woe  assuage, 

As  palmers'  chat  makes  short  their  pilgrimage  - 

Where  now  I  have  no  one  to  blush  with  me,*2 
To  cross  their  arms,  and  hang  their  heads  with  mine 
To  mask  their  brows,  and  hide  their  infamy; 
But  I  alone,  alone  must  sit  and  pine, 
Seasoning  the  earth  with  showers  of  silver  brine ; 
Mingling  my  talk  with  tears,  my  grief  with  groans, 
Poor  wasting  monuments  of  lasting  moans. 

O  night !  thou  furnace  of  foul-reeking  smoke, 
Let  not  the  jealous  day  behold  that  face 
Which,  underneath  thy  black  all-hiding  cloak, 
Immodestly  lies  martyr'd  with  disgrace : 
Keep  still  possession  of  thy  gloomy  place, 
That  all  the  faults  which  in  thy  reign  are  made 
May  likewise  be  sepulcher'd  in  thy  shade. 

Make  me  not  object  to  the  tell-tale  day ! 

The  light  will  show,  character'd  in  my  brow, 

The  story  of  sweet  chastity's  decay, 

The  impious  breach  of  holy  wedlock  vow : 

Yea,  the  illiterate,  that  know  not  how 

To  'cipher  what  is  writ  in  learned  books, 

Will  quote  my  loathsome  trespass  in  my  looks.1* 

The  nurse,  to  still  her  child,  will  tell  my  story, 

And  fright  her  crying  babe  with  Tarquin's  name ; 

The  orator,  to  deck  his  oratory, 

Will  couple  my  reproach  to  Tarquin's  shame ; 

Feast-finding  minstrels,  tuning  my  defame, 

Will  tie  the  hearers  to  attend  each  line, 

How  Tarquin  wronged  me,  I  Collatine. 

**    Where  in  this  line  has  the  force  of  whereat ;  a  frequent  nsaga 
in  old  poetry.  H. 

**  To  quote  is  to  mark  or  observe ;  often  so  used.  • 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE.  S) 

Let  my  good  name,  that  senseless  reputation. 
For  Collatine's  dear  love  be  kept  unspotted : 
If  that  be  made  a  theme  for  disputation, 
The  branches  of  another  root  are  rotted, 
And  undeserv'd  reproach  to  him  allotted, 
That  is  as  clear  from  this  attaint  of  mine, 
As  I,  ere  this,  was  pure  to  Collatine. 

O,  unseen  shame  !  invisible  disgrace  ! 
O,  unfelt  sore  !  crest-wounding,  private  scar ! 
Reproach  is  stamp'd  in  Collatinus'  face, 
And  Tarquin's  eye  may  read  the  mot  afar,24 
How  he  in  peace  is  wounded,  not  in  war. 
Alas  !  how  many  bear  such  shameful  blows, 
Which   not   themselves,  but   he   that    gives   them 
knows  ! 

If,  Collatine,  thine  honour  lay  in  me, 

From  me  by  strong  assault  it  is  bereft : 

My  honey  lost,  and  I,  a  drone-like  bee, 

Have  no  perfection  of  my  summer  left, 

But  robb'd  and  ransack 'd  by  injurious  theft : 

In  thy  weak  hive  a  wandering  wasp  hath  crept, 

And  suck'd  the  honey  which  thy  chaste  bee  kept. 

Yet  am  I  guilty  of  thy  honour's  wrack ; 
Yet  for  thy  honour  did  I  entertain  him : 
Coming  from  thee,  I  could  not  put  him  back, 
For  it  had  been  dishonour  to  disdain  him : 
Besides,  of  weariness  he  did  complain  him, 
And  talk'd  of  virtue:  —  O,  unlook'd-for  evil, 
When  virtue  is  profan'd  in  such  a  devil ! 

Why  should  the  worm  intrude  the  maiden  bud  1 
Or  hateful  cuckoos  hatch  in  sparrows'  nests  7  ** 

14  Mot  i<s  word;  the  motto  of  reproach.  H. 

**  The  cuckoo's  naughty  custom  of  stealing  her  eggs  into  the 


62  THE    RAPE    OB     LUCRECE. 

Or  toads  infect  fair  founts  with  venom  mud  ? 

Or  tyrant  folly  lurk  in  gentle  breasts  1 

Or  kings  be  breakers  of  their  own  behests  ? 

But  no  perfection  is  so  absolute, 

That  some  impurity  doth  not  pollute. 

The  aged  man,  that  coffers  up  his  gold, 

Is  plagued  with  cramps  and  gouts  and  painful  fits, 

And  scarce  hath  eyes  his  treasure  to  behold, 

But  like  still-pining  Tantalus  he  sits, 

And  useless  barns  the  harvest  of  his  wits ; 

Having  no  other  pleasure  of  his  gain, 

But  torment  that  it  cannot  cure  his  pain. 

« 

So,  then,  he  hath  it,  when  he  cannot  use  it, 
And  leaves  it  to  be  master'd  by  his  young ; 
Who  in  their  pride  do  presently  abuse  it : 
Their  father  was  too  weak,  and  they  too  strong, 
To  hold  their  cursed-blessed  fortune  long. 
The  sweets  we  wish  for  turn  to  loathed  sours, 
Even  in  the  moment  that  we  call  them  ours. 

Unruly  blasts  wait  on  the  tender  spring ; 

Unwholesome  weeds  take  root  with  precious  flowers 

The  adder  hisses  where  the  sweet  birds  sing ; 

What  virtue  breeds  iniquity  devours : 

We  have  no  good  that  we  can  say  is  ours, 

But  ill-annexed  Opportunity 

Or  kills  his  life,  or  else  his  quality. 

O,  Opportunity  !  thy  guilt  is  great : 

'Tis  thou  that  execut'st  the  traitor's  treason ; 


sparrow's  nest,  ana  there  leaving  tnem  to  be  hatched  by  the  gentle 
owner,  is  often  alluded  to  by  the  old  poets.  Hence,  perhaps,  the 
notion  of  the  cuckoo  mocking  married  men,  in  the  song  at  the  end 
of  Love's  Labour's  Lost.  See  1  Henry  IV.,  Act  v.  sc.  1,  note  4 

H. 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE.  83 

Thou  sett'st  the  wolf  where  he  the  Iamb  may  get ; 
Whoever  plots  the  sin,  thou  'point'st  the  season  : 
'Tis  thou  that  spurn 'st  at  right,  at  law,  at  reason ; 
And  in  thy  shady  cell,  where  none  may  spy  him, 
Sits  Sin,  to  seize  the  souls  that  wander  by  him. 

Thou  mak'st  the  vestal  violate  her  oath ; 
Thou  blow'st  the  fire  when  temperance  is  thaw'd; 
Thou  smother'st  honesty,  thou  murder'st  troth : 
Thou  foul  abettor  !  thou  notorious  bawd  ! 
Thou  plantest  scandal,  and  displacest  laud : 
Thou  ravisher,  thou  traitor,  thou  false  thief, 
Thy  honey  turns  to  gall,  thy  joy  to  grief! 

Thy  secret  pleasure  turns  to  open  shame  ; 
Thy  private  feasting  to  a  public  fast ; 
Thy  smoothing  titles  to  a  ragged  name  ; st 
Thy  sugar'd  tongue  to  bitter  wormwood  taste : 
Thy  violent  vanities  can  never  last. 
How  comes  it,  then,  vile  Opportunity, 
Being  so  bad,  such  numbers  seek  for  thee  ? 

When  wilt  thou  be  the  humble  suppliant's  friend, 
And  bring  him  where  his  suit  may  be  obtain'd  ? 
When  wilt  thou  sort27  an  hour  great  strifes  to  end, 
Or  free  that  soul  which  wretchedness  hath  chain'd  1 
Give  physic  to  the  sick,  ease  to  the  pain'd  1    . 
The  poor,  lame,  blind,  halt,  creep,  cry  out  for  thee  , 
But  they  ne'er  meet  with  Opportunity. 

The  patient  dies  while  the  physician  sleeps ; 
The  orphan  pines  while  the  oppressor  feeds ; 
Justice  is  feasting  while  the  widow  weeps ; 
Advice  is  sporting  while  infection  breeds : 
Thou  grant'st  no  time  for  charitable  deeds. 

M  Smoothing  was  very  often  used  in  the  sense  of  flattering. 
See  King  Lear,  Act  ii.  sc.  2,  note  12.  H. 

*7  To  sort  is  to  choose  or  select.  So  in  3  Henry  VI.,  Act  V.  •« 
£  :  '•  Hut  I  will  sort  a  pitchy  day  for  thee."  B. 


Q4  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE. 

Wrath,  envy,  treason,  rape,  and  murders  ragea, 
The  heinous  hours  wait  on  then*  as  their  pages. 

When  truth  and  virtue  have  to  do  with  thee, 
A  thousand  crosses  keep  them  from  thy  aid : 
They  buy  thy  help,  but  sin  ne'er  gives  a  fee  ; 
He  gratis  comes,  and  thou  art  well  appay'd, 
As  well  to  hear  as  grant  what  he  hath  said : 
My  Collatine  would  else  have  come  to  me 
When  Tarquin  did  ;  but  he  was  stay'd  by  thee. 

Guilty  thou  art  of  murder  and  of  theft; 
Guilty  of  perjury  and  subornation  ; 
Guilty  of  treason,  forgery,  and  shift  ; 
Guilty  of  incest,  that  abomination : 
An  accessary,  by  thine  inclination, 
To  a1!  sins  past,  and  all  that  are  to  come, 
From  ihe  creation  to  the  general  doom. 

Mis-shapen  Time,  copesmate  of  ugly  night," 

Swift  subtle  post,  carrier  of  grisly  care ; 

Eater  of  youth,  false  slave  to  false  delight, 

Base  watch  of  woes,  sin's  packhorse,  virtue's  snare, 

Thou  nursest  all,  and  murder'st  all  that  are. 

O,  hear  me,  then,  injurious,  shifting  Time ! 

Be  guilty  of  my  death,  since  of  my  crime. 

Why  hath  thy  servant,  Opportunity, 
Betray 'd  the  hours  thou  gav'st  me  to  repose  1 
Cancell'd  my  fortunes,  and  enchained  me  " 
To  endless  date  of  never-ending  woes  ? 
Time's  office  is  to  fine  the  hate  of  foes ;  ** 
To  eat  up  errors  by  opinion  bred, 
Not  spend  the  dowry  of  a  lawful  bed. 

18  Copesmate  is  companion. 

29  To  fint ,  as  here  used.  i»  to  Jinish,  or  make  an  end  of.     It  is 
one  of  the  P  jet's  T.atinisms  H. 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCKECE. 


85 


Time's  glory  is  to  calm  contending'  kings ; 

To  unmask  falsehood,  and  bring  truth  to  light; 

To  stamp  the  seal  of  time  in  aged  things ; 

To  wake  the  morn,  and  sentinel  the  night ; 

To  wrong  the  wronger  till  he  render  right ; 

To  ruinate  proud  buildings  with  thy  hours, 

And  smear  with  dust  their  glittering  golden  towers  : 

To  fill  with  worm-holes  stately  monuments ; 

To  feed  oblivion  with  decay  of  things ; 

To  blot  old  books,  and  alter  their  contents ; 

To  pluck  the  quills  from  ancient  ravens'  wings ; 

To  dry  the  old  oak's  sap,  and  cherish  springs ; 

To  spoil  antiquities  of  hammer'd  steel, 

And  turn  the  giddy  round  of  Fortune's  wheel ; 

To  show  the  beldame  daughters  of  her  daughter: 
To  make  the  child  a  man,  the  man  a  child ; 
To  slay  the  tiger  that  doth  live  by  slaughter ; 
To  tame  the  unicorn  and  lion  wild ; 
To  mock  the  subtle,  in  themselves  beguil'd ; 
To  cheer  the  ploughman  with  increaseful  crops, 
And  waste  huge  stones  with  little  water-drops. 

Why  work'st  thou  mischief  in  thy  pilgrimage, 
Unless  thou  could'st  return  to  make  amends? 
One  poor  retiring  minute  in  an  age 
Would  purchase  thee  a  thousand  thousand  friends, 
Lending  him  wit  that  to  bad  debtors  lends : 

0  !  this  dread   night,  would'st  thou  one  hour  coma 

back, 

1  could  prevent  this  storm,  and  shun  thy  wrack 

Thou  ceaseless  lackey  to  eternity, 

With  some  mischance  cross  Tarquin  in  his  flight; 

Devise  extremes  beyond  extremity, 

To  make  him  curse  this  cursed,  crimeful  night : 

Let  ghastly  shadows  his  lewd  eyes  affright. 


gf}  THE    RAPF     OF    UTCRECt,- 

And  the  dire  thought  of  his  committed  evi. 
Shape  every  bush  a  hideous,  shapeless  devil. 

Disturb  his  hours  of  rest  with  restless  trances ; 
Afflict  him  in  his  bed  with  bedrid  groans ; 
Let  there  bechance  him  pitiful  mischances, 
To  make  him  moan,  but  pity  not  his  moans : 
Stone  him  with  harden'd  hearts,  harder  than  stoiief 
And  let  mild  women  to  him  lose  their  mildness, 
Wilder  to  him  than  tigers  in  their  wildness. 

Let  him  have  time  to  tear  his  curled  hair ; 
Let  him  have  time  against  himself  to  rave ; 
Let  him  have  time  of  time's  help  to  despair ; 
Let  him  have  time  to  live  a  loathed  slave ; 
Let  him  have  time  a  beggar's  orts  to  crave, 
And  time  to  see  one  that  by  alms  doth  live 
Disdain  to  him  disdained  scraps  to  give. 

Let  him  have  time  to  see  his  friends  his  foes, 

And  merry  fools  to  mock  at  him  resort ; 

Let  him  have  time  to  mark  how  slow  time  goes 

In  time  of  sorrow,  and  how  swift  and  short 

His  time  of  folly,  and  his  time  of  sport : 

And  ever  let  his  unrecalling  crime30 

Have  time  to  wail  th'  abusing  of  his  time. 

O  Time,  thou  tutor  both  to  good  and  bad, 
Teach  me  to  curse  him  that  thou  taught'st  this  ill » 
At  his  own  shadow  let  the  thief  run  mad, 
Himself  himself  seek  every  hour  to  kill ! 
Such  wretched  hands  such  wretched  blood  should 

spill ; 

For  who  so  base  would  such  an  office  have 
As  slanderous  death's-mau  to  so  base  a  slave  1 

30  Unrecalling  for  ^-'evocable.  The  plays  furnish  many  such 
instances  of  the  active  and  passive  forms  used  indifferently.  Sea 
Measure  for  Mea;  ire,  Act  iii.  sc.  1,  note  20.  H. 


THE    RAPE    OF    LI7CRECE.  87 

The  baser  is  he,  coming  from  a  king, 
To  shame  his  hope  with  deeds  degenerate : 
The  mightier  man,  the  mightier  is  the  tiling 
That  makes  him  honour'd,  or  begets  him  hate ; 
For  greatest  scandal  waits  on  greatest  state. 
The  moon  being  clouded  presently  is  miss'd, 
But  little  stars  may  hide  them  when  they  list. 

The  crow  may  bathe  his  coal-black  wings  in  mire, 

And  unperceiv'd  fly  with  the  filth  away; 

But  if  the  like  the  snow-white  swan  desire, 

The  stain  upon  his  silver  down  will  stay. 

Poor  grooms  are  sightless  night,  kings  glorious  dayj 

Gnats  are  unnoted  wheresoe'er  they  fly, 

But  eagles  gaz'd  upon  with  every  eye. 

Out,  idle  words  !   servants  to  shallow  fools, 
Unprofitable  sounds,  weak  arbitrators  ! 
Busy  yourselves  in  skill-contending  schools; 
Debate  where  leisure  serves  with  dull  debaters ; 
To  trembling  clients  be  you  mediators  : 
For  me,  I  force  not  argument  a  straw,31 
Since  that  my  case  is  past  the  help  of  law. 

In  vain  I  rail  at  Opportunity, 

At  Time,  at  Tarquin,  and  uncheerful  night ; 

In  vain  I  cavil  with  my  infamy ; 

In  vain  I  spurn  at  my  confirm'd  despite : 

This  helpless  smoke  of  words  doth  me  no  right. 

The  remedy  indeed  to  do  me  good, 

Is  to  let  forth  my  foul,  defiled  blood. 

Poor  hand,  why  quiver'st  thou  at  this  decree  1 
Honour  thyself  to  rid  me  of  this  shame ; 

31  That  is,  I  do  not  care  a  straw  for  argument.     See  Love's 
l-abour's  Lost,  Act  v   sc.  2,  note  26  a. 


88  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCKECE. 

For  if  I  die,  my  honour  lives  in  thee ; 
But  if  I  live,  thou  liv'st  in  my  defame  : 
Since  thou  could'st  not  defend  thy  loyal  dame, 
And  wast  afeard  to  scratch  her  wicked  foe, 
Kill  both  thyself  and  her  for  yielding  so. 

This  said,  from  her  betumbled  couch  she  starteth 
To  find  some  desperate  instrument  of  death ; 
But  this  no  slaughter-house  no  tool  imparteth, 
To  make  more  vent  for  passage  of  her  breath, 
Which,  thronging  through  her  lips,  so  vanisheth 
As  smoke  from  ^Etna,  that  in  air  consumes, 
Or  that  which  from  discharged  cannon  fumes. 

In  vain,  quoth  she,  I  live ;  and  seek  in  vain 
Some  happy  mean  to  end  a  hapless  life : 
I  fear'd  by  Tarquin's  falchion  to  be  slain, 
Yet  for  the  selfsame  purpose  seek  a  knife  ; 
But  when  I  fear'd,  I  was  a  loyal  wife. 
So  am  I  now  :  —  O,  no  !  that  cannot  be  ; 
Of  that  true  type  hath  Tarquin  rifled  me. 

0  !  that  is  gone,  for  which  I  sought  to  live, 
And  therefore  now  I  need  not  fear  to  die : 
To  clear  this  spot  by  death,  at  least,  I  give 
A  .badge  of  fame  to  slander's  livery ; 

A  dying  life  to  living  infamy. 

Poor,  helpless  help,  the  treasure  stolen  away, 

To  burn  the  guiltless  casket  where  it  lay ! 

Well,  well,  dear  Collatine,  thou  shall  not  kno\* 
The  stained  taste  of  violated  troth  ; 

1  will  not  wrong  thy  true  affection  so, 
To  flatter  thee  with  an  infringed  oath  : 

This  bastard  graff  shall  never  come  to  growth : 
He  shall  not  boast,  who  did  thy  stock  pollute, 
That  thou  art  doting  father  of  his  fruit. 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCREOE.  99 

IVor  shall  he  smile  at  thee  in  secret  thought, 
Nor  laugh  with  his  companions  at  thy  state ; 
But  thou  shall  know  thy  interest  was  not  bought 
Basely  with  gold,  but  stol'n  from  forth  thy  gate. 
For  me,  I  am  the  mistress  of  my  fate, 
And  with  my  trespass  never  will  dispense, 
Till  life  to  death  acquit  my  forc'd  offence. 

I  will  not  poison  thee  with  my  attaint, 

Nor  fold  my  fault  in  cleanly-coin'd  excuses; 

My  sable  ground  of  sin  I  will  not  paint, 

To  hide  the  truth  of  this  false  night's  abuses : 

My  tongue  shall  utter  all ;  mine  eyes,  like  sluices 

As  from  a  mountain  spring  that  feeds  a  dale, 

Shall  gush  pure  streams  to  purge  my  impure  tale. 

By  this,  lamenting  Philomel  had  ended 
The  well-tun'd  warble  of  her  nightly  sorrow  , 
And  solemn  night  with  slow  sad  gait  descended 
To  ugly  hell ;   when,  lo  !  the  blushing  morrow 
Lends  light  to  all  fair  eyes  that  light  will  borrow : 
But  cloudy  Lucrece  shames  herself  to  see, 
And  therefore  still  in  night  would  cloister'd  be. 

Revealing  day  through  every  cranny  spies, 

And  seems  to  point  her  out  where  she  sits  weeping ; 

To  whom  she  sobbing  speaks  :  O,  eye  of  eyes ! 

Why  pry'st  thou  through  my  window?  leave  thy 
peeping  ; 

Mock  with  thy  tickling  beams  eyes  that  are  sleep- 
ing; 

Brand  not  my  forehead  with  thy  piercing  light, 

For  day  hath  nought  to  do  what's  done  by  night. 

Thus  cavils  she  with  every  thing  she  sees. 
True  grief  is  fond  and  testy  as  a  child, 


90  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE. 

Who,  wayward  once,  his  mood  with  nought  agrees 
Old  woes,  not  infant  sorrows,  bear  them  mild 
Continuance  tames  the  one  ;  the  other  wild, 
Like  an  unpractis'd  swimmer  plunging  still, 
With  too  much  labour  drowns  for  want  of  skill. 

So  she,  deep-drenched  in  a  sea  of  care, 
Holds  disputation  with  each  thing  she  views, 
And  to  herself  all  sorrow  doth  compare : 
No  object  but  her  passion's  strength  renews  ; 
And  as  one  shifts,  another  straight  ensues : 
Sometime  her  grief  is  dumb,  and  hath  no  words  ; 
Sometime  'tis  mad,  and  too  much  talk  affords. 

The  little  birds,  that  tune  their  morning's  joy, 
Make  her  moans  mad  with  their  sweet  melody ; 
For  mirth  doth  search  the  bottom  of  annoy : 
Sad  souls  are  slain  in  merry  company ; 
Grief  best  is  pleas'd  with  grief's  society : 
True  sorrow  then  is  feelingly  suffic'd, 
When  with  like  semblance  it  is  sympathis'd. 

'Tis  double  death  to  drown  in  ken  of  shore ; 
He  ten  times  pines,  that  pines  beholding  food , 
To  see  the  salve,  doth  make  the  wound  ache  more 
Great  grief  grieves  most  at  that  would  do  it  good ; 
Deep  woes  roll  forward  like  a  gentle  flood, 
Who,  being  stopp'd,  the  bounding  banks  o'erflows 
Grief  dallied  with  nor  law  nor  limit  knows. 

You  mocking  birds,  quoth  she,  your  tunes  entomb 
Within  your  hollow  swelling  feather'd  breasts, 
And  in  my  hearing  be  you  mute  and  dumb : 
My  restless  discord  loves  no  stops  nor  rests  ;" 
A  woeful  hostess  brooks  not  merry  guests. 

x 

**  Stops  and  rests  are  terms  in  music.  • 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE.  91 

Relish  your  nimble  notes  to  pleasing;  ears;33 
Distress  likes  dumps,  when  time  is  kept  with  tears. 

Come,  Philomel,  that  sing'st  of  ravishment, 
Make  thy  sad  grove  in  my  dishevell'd  hair. 
As  the  dank  earth  weeps  at  thy  languishment, 
So  I  at  each  sad  strain  will  strain  a  tear, 
And  with  deep  groans  the  diapason  bear : 
For  burden-wise  I'll  hum  on  Tarquin  still, 
While  thou  on  Tereus  descant'st,  better  skill.'4 

And  whiles  against  a  thorn  thou  bear'st  thy  part," 
To  keep  thy  sharp  woes  waking,  wretched  I, 
To  imitate  thee  well,  against  my  heart 
Will  fix  a  sharp  knife,  to  affright  mine  eye ; 
Who,  if  it  wink,  shall  thereon  fall  and  die. 
These  means,  as  frets  upon  an  instrument, 
Shall  tune  our  heart-strings  to  true  languishment. 

And  for,  poor  bird,  thou  sing'st  not  in  the  day, 

As  shaming  any  eye  should  thee  behold, 

Some  dark  deep  desert,  seated  from  the  way, 

That  knows  not  parching  heat  nor  freezing  cold, 

We  will  find  out ;  and  there  we  will  unfold, 

To  creatures  stern,  sad  tunes  to  change  their  kinds: 

Since  men  prove  beasts,  let  beasts  bear  gentle  minds. 

As  the  poor  frighted  deer,  that  stands  at  gaze. 
Wildly  determining  which  way  to  fly ; 

**  Pleasing  for  pleased,  as  in  note  30.  —  A  dump  is  a  melan- 
choly song.  B. 

**  That  is,  with  better  skill.  —  Descant  was  a  musical  term  for 
what  is  now  railed  variation.  See  The  Two  Gentlemen  of  Vero- 
na, Act  i.  sc.  2,  note  7.  —  Philomela,  the  daughter  of  Pandion, 
king  of  Athens,  being  ravished  by  Tereus,  the  husband  of  her  sis- 
ter Progne,  was  turned  into  a  nightingale,  her  sister  into  a  swallow, 
and  Tereus  into  a  lapwing.  H. 

35  Alluding  to  the  nightingale's  singing  with  her  breast  igainst 
a  thorn.  a 


92  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE. 

Or  one  encompass'*]  with  a  winding  maze. 

That  cannot  tread  the  way  out  readily ; 

So  with  herself  is  she  in  mutiny, 

To  live  or  die  which  of  the  twain  were  better, 

When  life  is  sham'd,  and  death  reproach's  debtor. 

To  kill  myself,  quoth  she,  alack  !   what  were  it, 
But  with  my  body  my  poor  soul's  pollution  ? 
They  that  lose  half  with  greater  patience  bear  it, 
Than  they  whose  whole  is  swallow'd  in  confusion 
That  mother  tries  a  merciless  conclusion,36 
Who,  having  two  sweet  babes,  when  death  takes 
Will  slay  the  other,  and  be  nurse  to  none. 

My  body  or  my  soul,  which  was  the  dearer, 
When  the  one  pure,  the  other  made  divine  ? 
Whose  love  of  either  to  myself  was  nearer, 
When  both  were  kept  for  Heaven  and  Collatine  t 
Ah  me  !  the  bark  peel'd  from  the  lofty  pine, 
His  leaves  will  wither,  and  his  sap  decay ; 
So  must  my  soul,  her  bark  being  peel'd  away. 

Her  house  is  sack'd,  her  quiet  interrupted, 

Her  mansion  batter'd  by  the  enemy ; 

Her  sacred  temple  spotted,  spoil'd,  corrupted, 

Grossly  engirt  with  daring  infamy : 

Then,  let  it  not  be  call'd  impiety, 

If  in  this  blemish'd  fort  I  make  some  hole, 

Through  which  I  may  convey  this  troubled  soul. 

Yet  die  I  will  not,  till  my  Collatine 
Have  heard  the  cause  of  my  untimely  death ; 
That  he  may  vow,  in  that  sad  hour  of  mine, 
Revenge  on  him  that  made  me  stop  my  breath. 
My  stained  blood  to  Tarquin  I'll  bequeath, 

M  To  try  conclusions  is  to  try  experiments.     See  Hamlet,  Act 
tii   sc.  4,  note  33.  H. 


THE    RAPE    OE    LUCRECE.  93 

Which,  by  him  tainted,  shall  for  him  be  spent, 
And  as  his  due  writ  in  my  testament. 

My  honour  I'll  bequeath  unto  the  knife 
That  wounds  my  body  so  dishonoured. 
'Tis  honour  to  deprive  dishonour'd  life  ; 
The  one  will  live,  the  other  being  dead  : 
So  of  shame's  ashes  shall  my  fame  be  bred  ; 
For  in  my  death  I  murder  shameful  scorn  : 
My  shame  so  dead,  mine  honour  is  new-born. 

Dear  lord  of  that  dear  jewel  I  have  lost, 
What  legacy  shall  I  bequeath  to  thee  1 
My  resolution,  love,  shall  be  thy  boast, 
By  whose  example  thou  reveng'd  may'st  be. 
How  Tarquin  must  be  us'd,  read  it  in  me  : 
Myself,  thy  friend,  will  kill  myself,  thy  foe, 
And  for  my  sake  serve  thou  false  Tarquin  so. 

This  brief  abridgment  of  my  will  I  make  : 

My  soul  and  body  to  the  skies  and  ground  ; 

My  resolution,  husband,  do  thou  take  ; 

Mine  honour  be  the  knife's  that  makes  my  wound  ; 

My  shame  be  his  that  did  my  fame  confound  ; 

And  all  my  fame  that  lives  disbursed  be 

To  those  that  live,  and  think  no  shame  of  me 

Thou,  Collatine,  shall  oversee  this  will  ;37 
How  was  I  overseen  that  thou  shall  see  it  ! 
My  blood  shall  wash  the  slander  of  mine  ill  ; 
My  life's  foul  deed,  my  life's  fair  end  shall  free  it. 
Faint  not,  faint  heart,  but  stoutly  say,  "  So  be  it." 
Yield  to  my  hand  ;  my  hand  shall  conquer  thee  : 
Thou  dead,  both  die,  and  both  shall  victors  be. 

37  It  was  usual  for  a  testator  to  appoint  overseers  as  well  as  ex- 
ecutors of  his  will.  The  Poet  himself  named  Thomas  Russell 
•nd  Francis  Collins  as  overseers  of  his  will. 


H. 


94  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE. 

Tliis  pljt  of  death  when  sadly  she  had  laid, 
.And  wip'd  the  brinish  pearl  from  her  bright  eyeg, 
With  untun'd  tongue  she  hoarsely  calls  her  maid, 
Whose  swift  obedience  to  her  mistress  hies ; 
For  fleet-wing'd  duty  with  thought's  feathers  flies 
Poor  Lucrece'  cheeks  unto  her  maid  seem  so, 
As  winter  meads  when  sun  doth  melt  their  snow. 

Her  mistress  she  doth  give  demure  good-morrow 
With  soft  slow  tongue,  true  mark  of  modesty, 
And- sorts  a  sad  look  to  her  lady's  sorrow;  — 
For  why?  her  face  wore  sorrow's  livery;  — 
But  durst  not  ask  of  her  audaciously 
Why  her  two  suns  were  cloud-eclipsed  so, 
Nor  why  her  fair  cheeks  over-wash'd  with  woe. 

But  as  the  earth  doth  weep,  the  sun  being  set, 
Each  flower  moisten'd  like  a  melting  eye ; 
Even  so  the  rnaid  with  swelling  drops  'gan  wet 
Her  circled  eyne,  enforc'd  by  sympathy 
Of  those  fair  suns,  set  in  her  mistress'  sky, 
Who  in  a  salt-vvav'd  ocean  quench  their  light, 
Which  makes  the  maid  weep  like  the  dewy  night 

A  pretty  while  these  pretty  creatures  stand, 
Like  ivory  conduits  coral  cisterns  filling  : 
One  justly  weeps,  the  other  takes  in  hand 
No  cause  but  company  of  her  drops  spilling : 
Their  gentle  sex  to  weep  are  often  willing, 
Grieving  themselves  to  guess  at  others'  smarts, 
And  then   they   drown   their  eyes,   or   break  their 
hearts : 

For  men  have  marble,  women  waxen,  minds, 
And  therefore  are  they  form'd  as  marble  will ; 
The  weak  oppress'd,  th'  impression  of  strange  kinds 
Is  form'd  in  them  by  force,  by  fraud,  or  skill : 
Then,  call  them  not  the  authors  of  their  ill, 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE.  95 

No  more  than  wax  shall  be  accounted  evil, 
Wherein  is  stamp'd  the  semblance  of  a  devil 

Their  smoothness,  like  a  goodly  champaign  plain, 
Lays  open  all  the  little  worms  that  creep ; 
In  men,  as  in  a  rough-grown  grove,  remain 
Cave-keeping  evils  that  obscurely  sleep. 
Through  crystal  walls  each  little  mote  will  peep : 
Though  men  can  cover  crimes  with  bold  stern  looks, 
Poor  women's  faces  are  their  own  faults'  books. 

No  man  inveigh  against  the  wither'd  flower, 
But  chide  rough  winter  that  the  flower  hath  kill'd ! 
Not  that  devour'd,  but  that  which  doth  devour, 
Is  worthy  blame.     O  !   let  it  not  be  hild 38 
Poor  women's  faults,  that  they  are  so  fulfill'd 
With  men's  abuses :  those  proud  lords,  to  blame, 
Make  weak-made  women  tenants  to  their  shame. 

The  precedent  whereof  in  Lucrece  view, 
Assail'd  by  night  with  circumstances  strong 
Of  present  death,  and  shame  that  might  ensue 
By  that  her  death,  to  do  her  husband  wrong: 
Such  danger  to  resistance  did  belong, 
That  dying  fear  through  all  her  body  spread  , 
And  who  cannot  abuse  a  body  dead  ? 

By  this,  mild  patience  bid  fair  Lucrece  speak 
To  the  poor  counterfeit  of  her  complaining : 
My  girl,  quoth  she,  on  what  occasion  break 
Those  tears  from  thee,  that  down  thy  cheeks  are 


raining 


If  thou  dost  weep  for  grief  of  my  sustaining, 
Know,  gentle  wench,  it  small  avails  my  mood: 
If  tears  could  help,  mine  own  would  do  me  good. 

But  tell  me,  girl,  when  went  —  (and  there  she  stay'd 
Till  after  a  deep  groan)  Tarquin  from  hence  ? 

38  That  is,  held  ;  so  spelt  for  the  sake  of  the  rhyme. 


96  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCIIECE. 

Madam,  ere  I  was  up,  replied  the  maid ; 
The  more  to  blame  my  sluggard  negligence : 
Yet  with  the  fault  I  thus  far  can  dispense,  — 
Myself  was  stirring  ere  the  break  of  day, 
And,  ere  I  rose,  was  Tarquin  gone  away. 

But,  lady,  if  your  maid  may  be  so  bold, 

She  would  request  to  know  your  heaviness. 

O,  peace !  quoth  Lucrece  :  if  it  should  be  told, 

The  repetition  cannot  make  it  less  ; 

For  more  it  is  than  I  can  well  express : 

And  that  deep  torture  may  be  call'd  a  hell, 

When  more  is  felt  than  one  hath  power  to  tell 

Go,  get  me  hither  paper,  ink,  and  pen  ;  — 

Yet  save  that  labour,  for  I  have  them  here. 

What  should  I  say  ?  —  One  of  my  husband's  men 

Bid  thou  be  ready  by  and  by,  to  bear 

A  letter  to  my  lord,  my  love,  my  dear : 

Bid  him  with  speed  prepare  to  carry  it ; 

The  cause  craves  haste,  and  it  will  soon  be  writ. 

Her  maid  is  gone,  and  she  prepares  to  write, 
First  hovering  o'er  the  paper  with  her  quill : 
Conceit  and  grief  an  eager  combat  fight ; 
What  wit  sets  down,  is  blotted  straight  with  will ; 
This  is  too  curious-good,  this  blunt  and  ill : 
Much  like  a  press  of  people  at  a  door 
Throng  her  inventions,  which  shall  go  before. 

At  last  she  thus  begins :  "  Thou  worthy  lord 
Of  that  unworthy  wife  that  greeteth  thee, 
Health  to  thy  person  !   next,  vouchsafe  t'afford 
(If  ever,  love,  thy  Lucrece  thou  wilt  see) 
Some  present  speed  to  come  and  visit  me. 
So  I  commend  me  from  our  house  in  grief: 
My  woes  are  tedious,  though  my  words  are  brief." 


THE.    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE.  97 

Here  folds  she  up  the  tenor  of  her  woe, 

Her  certain  sorrow  writ  uncertainly. 

By  this  short  schedule  Collatine  may  know 

Her  grief,  but  not  her  grief's  true  quality  : 

She  dares  not  thereof  make  discovery, 

Lest  he  should  hold  it  her  own  gross  abuse, 

Ere  she  with  blood  had  stain'd  her  stain'd  excuse. 

Besides,  the  life  and  feeling  of  her  passion 

She  hoards,  to  spend  when  he  is  by  to  hear  her ; 

When  sighs  and  groans  and  tears  may  grace  the 

fashion 

Of  her  disgrace,  the  better  so  to  clear  her 
From  that  suspicion  which  the  world  might  bear  her. 
To  shun  this  blot,  she  would  not  blot  the  letter 
With  words,  till  action  might  become  them  better. 

To  see  sad  sights  moves  more  than  hear  them  told ; 

For  then  the  eye  interprets  to  the  ear 

The  heavy  motion  that  it  doth  behold, 

When  every  part  a  part  of  woe  doth  bear . 

'Tis  but  a  part  of  sorrow  that  we  hear  ; 

Deep  sounds  make  lesser  noise  than  shallow  fords, 

And  sorrow  ebbs,  being  blown  with  wind  of  words. 

Her  letter  now  is  seal'd,  and  on  it  writ, 

"At  Ardea,  to  my  lord,  with  more  than  haste." 

The  post  attends,  and  she  delivers  it, 

Charging  the  sour-fac'd  groom  to  hie  as  fast 

As  lagging  fowls  before  the  northern  blast : 

Speed  more  than  speed  but  dull  and  slow  she  deems; 

Extremity  still  urgeth  such  extremes. 

The  homely  villain  courtesies  to  her  low; 
And,  blushing  on  her,  with  a  steadfast  eye 
Receives  the  scroll,  without  or  yea  or  no, 

7 


98  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCREOE. 

And  forth  with  bashful  innocence  doth  hip  - 
But  they,  whose  guilt  within  their  bosoms  lie, 
Imagine  every  eye  beholds  their  blame  ; 
For  Lucrece  thought  he  blush'd  to  see  her  shame ; 

When,  silly  groom  !  God  wot,  it  was  defect 
Of  spirit,  life,  and  bold  audacity. 
Such  harmless  creatures  have  a  true  respect 
To  talk  in  deeds,  while  others  saucily 
Promise  more  speed,  but  do  it  leisurely : 
Even  so,  this  pattern  of  the  worn-out  age 
Pawn'd  honest  looks,  but  laid  no  words  to  gage 

His  kindled  duty  kindled  her  mistrust, 

That  two  red  fires  in  both  their  faces  blaz'd  ; 

She  thought  he  blush'd,  as  knowing  Tarquin's  lust, 

And,  blushing  with  him,  wistly  on  him  gaz'd  ; 

Her  earnest  eye  did  make  him  more  amaz'd : 

The  more  she  saw  the  blood  his  cheeks  replenish, 

The  more  she  thought  he  spied  in  her  some  blemish 

But  long  she  thinks  till  he  return  again, 
And  yet  the  duteous  vassal  scarce  is  gone. 
The  weary  time  she  cannot  entertain, 
For  now  'tis  stale  to  sigh,  to  weep,  and  groan : 
So  woe  hath  wearied  woe,  moan  tired  moan, 
That  she  her  plaints  a  little  while  doth  stay, 
Pausing  for  means  to  mourn  some  newer  way. 

At  last  she  calls  to  mind  where  hangs  a  piece 
Of  skilful  painting,  made  for  Priam's  Troy ; 
Before  the  which  is  drawn  the  power  of  Greece, 
For  Helen's  rape  the  city  to  destroy, 
Threatening  cloud-kissing  Ilion  with  annoy; 
Which  the  conceited  painter  drew  so  proud,3* 
As  heaven,  it  seem'd,  to  kiss  the  turrets  bow'd. 

39   Conceited  is  ingenious  or  fanciful. 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE.  99 

A  thousand  lamentable  objects  there, 
In  scorn  of  nature,  art  gave  lifeless  life  : 
Many  a  dry  drop  seem'd  a  weeping  tear. 
Shed  for  the  slaughter'd  husband  by  the  wife : 
The  red  blood  reek'd  to  show  the  painter's  strife  ; 
And  dying  eyes  gleam'd  forth  their  ashy  lights, 
Like  dying  coals  burnt  out  in  tedious  nights. 

There  might  you  see  the  labouring  pioneer 
Begrim'd  with  sweat,  and  smeared  all  with  dust ; 
And  from  the  towers  of  Troy  there  would  appear 
The  very  eyes  of  men  through  loop-holes  thrust, 
Gazing  upon  the  Greeks  with  little  lust: 
Such  sweet  observance  in  this  work  was  had, 
That  one  might  see  those  far-off  eyes  look  sad. 

In  great  commanders  grace  and  majesty 
You  might  behold,  triumphing  in  their  faces ; 
In  youth,  quick  bearing  and  dexterity  ; 
And  here  and  there  the  painter  interlaces 
Pale  cowards,  marching  on  with  trembling  paces , 
Which  heartless  peasants  did  so  well  resemble, 
That   one  would   swear  he   saw   them   quake   and 
tremble. 

In  Ajax  and  Ulysses,  O,  what  art 

Of  physiognomy  might  one  behold ! 

The  face  of  either  'cipher'd  either's  heart ; 

Their  face  their  manners  most  expressly  told : 

Jn  Ajax'  eyes  blunt  rage  and  rigour  roll'd ; 

But  the  mild  glance  that  sly  Ulysses  lent, 

Show'd  deep  regard  and  smiling  government. 

There  pleading  might  you  see  grave  Nestor  stand, 
As  'twere  encouraging  the  Greeks  to  fight ; 
Making  such  sober  action  with  his  hand, 
That  it  beguil'd  attention,  charm'd  the  sight, 
hi  speech,  it  seern'd,  his  beard,  all  silver  white, 


100  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCKECE. 

Wagg'd  up  and  down,  and  from  his  lips  did  fly 
Thin  winding  breath,  which  purl'd  up  to  the  skv 

About  him  were  a  press  of-  gaping  faces, 
Which  seem'd  to  swallow  up  his  sound  advice ; 
All  jointly  listening,  but  with  several  graces, 
As  if  some  mermaid  did  their  ears  entice : 
Some  high,  some  low ;  the  painter  was  so  nice, 
The  scalps  of  many,  almost  hid  behind, 
To  jump  up  higher  seem'd,  to  mock  the  mind. 

Here  one  man's  hand  lean'd  on  another's  head, 
His  nose  being  shadow'd  by  his  neighbour's  ear ; 
Here  one,  being  throng'd,  bears  back,  all  boIFn  and 

red;40 

Another,  smother'd,  seems  to  pelt  and  swear : 
And  in  their  rage  such  signs  of  rage  they  bear, 
As,  but  for  loss  of  Nestor's  golden  words, 
It  seem'd  they  would  debate  with  angry  swordu 

For  much  imaginary  work  was  there  ; 
Conceit  deceitful,  so  compact,  so  kind,41 
That  for  Achilles'  image  stood  his  spear, 
Grip'd  in  an  armed  hand ;  himself,  behind, 
Was  left  unseen,  save  to  the  eye  of  mind 
A  hand,  a  foot,  a  face,  a  leg,  a  head, 
Stood  for  the  whole  to  be  imagined. 

And  from  the  walls  of  strong-besieged  Troy, 
When  their  brave  hope,  bold  Hector,  march'd  to 

field, 

Stood  many  Trojan  mothers,  sharing  joy 
To  see  their  youthful  sons  bright  weapons  wield; 
And  to  their  hope  they  such  odd  action  yield, 

40  Bollen  means  swollen. 

41  That  is,  so  natural.     See  Ths  Merchant  of  Venice,  Act  I 
•c.  3,  note  7  H 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCUECE.  101 

That  through  their  light  joy  seemed  to  appear 
(Like  bright  things  stain'd)  a  kind  of  heavy  fear. 

And  from  the  strond  of  Dardan,  where  they  fought 

To  Simois'  reedy  banks  the  red  blood  ran, 

Whose  waves  to  imitate  the  battle  sought 

With  swelling  ridges ;  and  their  ranks  began 

To  break  upon  the  galled  shore,  and  than  42 

Retire  again,  till,  meeting  greater  ranks, 

They  join,  and  shoot  their  foam  at  Simois'  banks. 

To  this  well-painted  piece  is  Lucrece  come, 
To  find  a  face  where  all  distress  is  stell'd.43 
Many  she  sees,  where  cares  have  carved  some, 
But  none  where  all  distress  and  dolour  dwell'd, 
Till  she  despairing  Hecuba  beheld, 
Staring  on  Priam's  wounds  with  her  old  eyes, 
Which  bleeding  under  Pyrrhus'  proud  foot  lies 

In  her  the  painter  had  anatomiz'd 
Time's  ruin,  beauty's  wreck,  and  grim  care's  reign  : 
Her  cheeks  with  chaps  and  wrinkles  were  disguis'd  ; 
Of  what  she  was  no  semblance  did  remain : 
Her  blue  blood  chang'd  to  black  in  every  vein, 
Wanting  the  spring  that  those  shrunk  pipes  had  fed, 
Show'd  life  imprison'd  in  a  body  dead. 

On  this  sad  shadow  Lucrece  spends  her  eyes, 
And  shapes  her  sorrow  to  the  beldam's  woes, 
Who  nothing  wants  to  answer  her  but  cries, 
And  bitter  words  to  ban  her  cruel  foes : 
The  painter  was  no  god  to  lend  her  those ; 

42  A  form  of  then,  frequently  used  by  old  poets  for  the  sake  of 
the  rhyme. 

43  This  word  is  printed  steld  in  the  original.     The  only  other 
mown  instance  of  the  word  is  in  the  Poet's  twenty-fourth  Sonnet 

"  Mine  eye  hath  play'd  the  painter,  and  hath  stell'd 
Thy  beauty's  form  in  table  of  my  heart."  H. 


102  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE 

And  therefore  Lucrece  swears  he  did  her  wrong 
To  give  her  so  much  grief,  and  not  a  tongue. 

Poor  instrument,  quoth  she,  without  a  sound, 
I'll  tune  thy  woes  with  my  lamenting  tongue, 
And  drop  sweet  balm  in  Priam's  painted  woundi 
And  rail  on  Pyrrhus  that  hath  done  Mm  wrong, 
And  with  my  tears  quench  Troy,  that  burns  so  long, 
And  \vith  my  knife  scratch  out  the  angry  eyes 
Of  all  the  Greeks  that  are  thine  enemies. 

Show  me  the  strumpet  that  began  this  stir, 
That  with  my  nails  her  beauty  I  may  tear. 
Thy  heat  of  lust,  fond  Paris,  did  incur 
Tlu's  load  of  wrath  that  burning  Troy  doth  bear. 
Thine  eye  kindled  the  fire  that  burneth  here ; 
And  here  in  Troy,  for  trespass  of  thine  eye, 
The  sire,  the  son,  the  dame,  and  daughter  die. 

Why  should  the  private  pleasure  of  some  one 
Become  the  public  plague  of  many  mo  1 44 
Let  sin,  alone  committed,  light  alone 
Upon  his  head  that  hath  transgressed  so  ; 
Let  guiltless  souls  be  freed  from  guilty  woe. 
For  one's  offence  why  should  so  many  fall, 
To  plague  a  private  sin  in  general  1 

Lo  !  here  weeps  Hecuba,  here  Priam  dies, 

Here  manly  Hector  faints,  here  Troilus  swounds ; 

Here  friend  by  friend  in  bloody  channel  lies, 

And  friend  to  friend  gives  unadvised  wounds, 

And  one  man's  lust  these  many  lives  confounds. 

Had  doting  Priam  check'd  his  son's  desire, 

Troy  had  been  bright  with  fame,  and  not  with  fire. 


44  A  form  of  mart,  often  used  by  old  writers,  especially  when 
it  was  needed  for  the  rhyme.  H. 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE.  103 

Here  feelingly  she  weeps  Troy's  painted  woes , 
For  sorrow,  like  a  heavy-hanging  bell 
Once  set  on  ringing,  with  his  own  weight  goes ; 
Then  little  strength  rings  out  the  doleful  knell  • 
So  Lucrece,  set  a-work,  sad  tales  doth  tell 
To  pencill'd  pensiveness  and  colour'd  sorrow : 
She  lends   them   words,  and  she  their  looks  doth 
borrow. 

She  throws  her  eyes  about  the  painting,  round, 
And  whom  she  finds  forlorn,  she  doth  lament : 
At  last,  she  sees  a  wretched  image  bound, 
That  piteous  looks  to  Phrygian  shepherds  lent . 
His  face,  though  full  of  cares,  yet  show'd  content. 
Onward  to  Troy  with  the  blunt  swains  he  goes, 
So  mild,  that  Patience  seem'd  to  scorn  his  woes. 

In  him  the  painter  labour'd  with  his  skill 
To  hide  deceit,  and  give  the  harmless  show 
An  humble  gait,  calm  looks,  eyes  wailing  still, 
A  brow  unbent,  that  seem'd  to  welcome  woe ; 
Cheeks  neither  red  nor  pale,  but  mingled  so, 
That  blushing  red  no  guilty  instance  gave, 
Nor  ashy  pale  the  fear  that  false  hearts  have : 

But,  like  a  constant  and  confirmed  devil, 
He  entertain'd  a  show  so  seeming  just, 
And  therein  so  ensconc'd  his  secret  evil, 
That  jealousy  itself  could  not  mistrust, 
False-creeping  craft  and  perjury  should  thrust 
Into  so  bright  a  day  such  black-fac'd  storms, 
Or  blot  with  hell-born  sin  such  saint-like  forma. 

The  well-skill'd  workman  this  mild  image  drew 
For  perjur'd  Sinon,  whose  enchanting  story 
The  credulous  old  Priam  after  slew ; 


104  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE. 

Whose  words  like  wild-fire  burnt  the  shining  glory 
Of  rich-built  Iliori,  that  the  skies  were  sorry 
And  little  stars  shot  from  their  fixed  places, 
When  their  glass  fell  wherein  they  view'd  their  faces 

This  picture  she  advisedly  perus'd, 
And  chid  the  painter  for  his  wondrous  skill; 
Saying,  some  shape  in  Sinon's  was  abus'd, 
So  fair  a  form  lodg'd  not  a  mind  so  ill : 
And  still  on  him  she  gaz'd ;  and,  gazing  still, 
Such  signs  of  truth  in  his  plain  face  she  spied, 
That  she  concludes  the  picture  was  belied. 

It  cannot  be,  quoth  she,  that  so  much  guile  — 
(She  would  have  said)  can  lurk  in  such  a  look ; 
But  Tarquin's  shape  came  in  her  mind  the  while, 
And  from  her  tongue,   "can  lurk"  from  "cannot" 

took : 

"It  cannot  be"  she  in  that  sense  forsook, 
And  turn'd  it  thus :  It  cannot  be,  I  find, 
But  such  a  face  should  bear  a  wicked  mind : 

For  even  as  subtle  Sinon  here  is  painted, 

So  sober-sad,  so  weary,  and  so  mild, 

As  if  with  grief  or  travail  he  had  fainted, 

To  me  came  Tarquin  armed  ;  so  beguil'd 

With  outward  honesty,  but  yet  defil'd 

With  inward  vice :  as  Priam  him  did  cherish, 

So  did  I  Tarquin ;  so  my  Troy  did  perish. 

Look,  look !  how  listening  Priam  wets  his  eyes, 

To  see  those  borrow'd  tears  that  Sinon  sheds. 

Priam,  why  art  thou  old,  and  yet  not  wise? 

For  every  tear  he  falls  a  Trojan  bleeds : 

His  eye  drops  fire,  no  water  thence  proceeds ; 

Those  round  clear  pearls  of  his,  that  move  thy  pity, 

Are  balls  of  quenchless  fire  to  burn  thy  city. 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE.  105 

Such  devils  steal  effects  from  lightless  hell ; 

For  Sinon  in  his  fire  doth  quake  with  cold, 

And  in  that  cold  hot-burning  fire  doth  dwell; 

These  contraries  such  unity  do  hold, 

Only  to  flatter  fools,  and  make  them  hold : 

So  Priam's  trust  false  Sinon's  tears*  doth  flatter, 

That  he  finds  means  to  burn  his  Troy  with  water. 

Here,  all  enrag'd,  such  passion  her  assails, 

That  patience  is  quite  beaten  from  her  breast: 

She  tears  the  senseless  Sinon  with  her  nails, 

Comparing  him  to  that  unhappy  guest 

Whose  deed  hath  made  herself  herself  detest. 

At  last  she  smilingly  with  this  gives  o'er : 

Fool !   fool !  quoth  she  ;  his  wounds  will  not  be  sore. 

Thus  ebbs  and  flows  the  current  of  her  sorrow, 
And  time  doth  weary  time  with  her  complaining : 
She  looks  for  night,  and  then  she  longs  for  morrow ; 
And  both  'she  thinks  too  long  with  her  remaining. 
Short  time  seems  long  in  sorrow's  sharp  sustaining 
Thoiiffh  woe  be  heavy,  yet  it  seldom  sleeps ; 
And  they  that  watch  see  time  how  slow  it  creeps : 

Which  all  this  time  hath  overslipp'd  her  thought, 
That  she  with  painted  images  hath  spent ; 
Being  from  the  feeling  of  her  own  grief  brought 
By  deep  surmise  of  others'  detriment ; 
Losing  her  woes  in  shows  of  discontent. 
It  euseth  some,  though  none  it  ever  cur'd, 
To  think  their  dolour  others  have  endur'd. 

But  now  the  mindful  messenger,  come  back, 
Brings  home  his  lord  and  other  company ; 
Who  finds  his  Lucrece  clad  in  mourning  black  ; 
And  round  about  her  tear-distained  eye 
Blue  circles  stream'd,  like  rainbows  in  the  skv: 


106  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE. 

These  water-galls4*  in  her  dim  element 
Foretell  new  storms  to  those  already  spent. 

Which  when  her  sad-beholding  husband  saw, 

Amazedly  in  her  sad  face  he  stares : 

Her  eyes,  though  sod  in  tears,  look'd  red  and  raw ; 

Her  lively  colour  kill'd  with  deadly  cares. 

He  hath  no  power  to  ask  her  how  she  fares : 

Both  stood,  like  old  acquaintance  in  a  trance, 

Met  far  from  home,  wondering  each  other's  chance. 

At  last,  he  takes  her  by  the  bloodless  hand, 

And  thus  begins :   What  uncouth  ill  event 

Hath  thee  befall'n,  that  thou  dost  trembling  stand  1 

Sweet  love,  what  spite  hath  thy  fair  colour  spent  ? 

Why  art  thou  thus  altir'd  in  discontent  ? 

Unmask,  dear  dear,  this  moody  heaviness, 

And  tell  thy  grief,  that  we  may  give  redress. 

Three  times  with  sighs  she  gives  her  sorrow  fire, 
Ere  once  she  can  discharge  one  word  of  woe : 
At  length,  address'd  to  answer  his  desire, 
She  modestly  prepares  to  let  them  know 
Her  honour  is  ta'en  prisoner  by  the  foe ; 
While  Collatine  and  his  consorted  lords 
With  sad  attention  long  to  hear  her  words. 

And  now  this  pale  swan  in  her  watery  nest 
Begins  the  sad  dirge  of  her  certain  ending. 
Few  words,  quoth  she,  shall  fit  the  trespass  best, 
Where  no  excuse  can  give  the  fault  amending: 
In  me  more  woes  than  words  are  now  depending ; 
And  my  laments  would  be  drawn  out  too  long, 
To  tell  them  all  with  one  poor  tired  tongue. 

Then,  be  this  all  the  task  it  hath  to  say : 
Dear  husband,  in  the  interest  of  thy  bed 

46  Watery  appearance  in  the  sky,  attendant  ou  rainbows. 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE.  Iff7 

A  stranger  came,  and  on  that  pillow  lay, 
Where  thou  wast  wont  to  rest  thy  weary  head  ; 
And  what  wrong  else  may  be  imagined 
By  foul  enforcement  might  be  done  to  me, 
From  that,  alas  !  thy  Lucrece  is  not  free. 

For,  in  the  dreadful  dead  of  dark  midnight, 
With  shining  falchion  in  my  chamber  came 
A  creeping  creature,  with  a  flaming  light, 
And  softly  cried,   "Awake,  thou  Roman  dame, 
And  entertain  my  love  ;  else  lasting  shame 
On  thee  and  thine  this  night  I  will  inflict, 
If  thou  my  love's  desire  do  contradict. 

"  For  some  hard-favour'd  groom  of  thine,"  quoth  he 

"Unless  thou  yoke  thy  liking  to  my  will, 

I'll  murder  straight,  and  then  I'll  slaughter  thee, 

And  swear  I  found  you  where  you  did  fulfil 

The  loathsome  act  of  lust,  and  so  did  kill 

The  lechers  in  their  deed :  this  act  will  be 

My  fame,  and  thy  perpetual  infamy." 

With  this  I  did  begin  to  start  and  cry, 

And  then  against  my  heart  he  set  his  sword, 

Swearing,  unless  I  took  all  patiently, 

I  should  not  live  to  speak  another  word : 

So  should  my  shame  still  rest  upon  record, 

And  never  be  forgot  in  mighty  Rome 

Th'  adulterate  death  of  Lucrece  and  her  groom. 

Mine  enemy  was  strong,  my  poor  self  weak, 
A.nd  far  the  weaker  with  so  strong  a  fear : 
My  bloody  judge  forbade  my  tongue  to  speak ; 
No  rightful  plea  might  plead  for  justice  there : 
His  scarlet  lust  came  evidence  to  swear 
That  my  poor  beauty  had  purloin'd  his  eyes, 
when  the  judge  is  robb'd,  the  prisoner  diea 


l()8  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE. 

O !   teach  me  how  to  make  mine  own  excuse, 

Or,  at  the  least,  this  refuge  let  me  find, — 

Though  my  gross  blood  be  stain'd  with  this  abuse. 

Immaculate  and  spotless  is  my  mind  : 

That  was  not  forc'd  ;  that  never  was  inclin'd 

To  accessory  yieldings,  but  still  pure 

Doth  in  her  poison'd  closet  yet  endure. 

Lo !   here  the  hopeless  merchant  of  this  loss, 

With  head  declin'd,  and  voice  damm'd  up  with  woe 

With  sad-set  eyes,  and  wreathed  arms  across, 

From  lips  new-waxen  pale  begins  to  blow 

The  grief  away,  that  stops  his  answer  so ; 

But,  wretched  as  he  is,  he  strives  in  vain  ; 

What  he  breathes  out,  his  breath  drinks  up  again. 

As  through  an  arch  the  violent  roaring  tide 
Outruns  the  eye  that  doth  behold  his  haste, 
Yet  in  the  eddy  boundeth  in  his  pride 
Back  to  the  strait  that  forc'd  him  on  so  fast, 
In  rage  sent  out,  recall'd  in  rage,  being  past; 
Even  so  his  sighs,  his  sorrows,  make  a  saw, 
To  push  grief  on,  and  back  the  same  grief  draw. 

Which  speechless  woe  of  his  poor  she  attendeth, 

And  his  untimely  frenzy  thus  awaketh : 

Dear  lord,  thy  sorrow  to  my  sorrow  lendeth 

Another  power :   no  flood  by  raining  slaketh. 

My  woe  too  sensible  thy  passion  maketh 

More  feeling-painful :  let  it,  then,  suffice 

To  drown  one  woe  one  pair  of  weeping  eyes : 

And  for  my  sake,  when  I  might  charrn  thee  so, 
For  she  that  was  thy  Lucrece,  now  attend  me : 
Be  suddenly  revenged  on  my  foe, 
Thine,  mine,  his  own :  suppose  thou  dost  defend  me 
From  what  is  past,  the  help  that  thou  shalt  lend  me 


THE    RAPE    OF    l.UCRECE.  109 

Comes  all  too  late,  yet  let  the  traitor  die ; 
For  sparing  justice  feeds  iniquity. 

But,  ere  I  name  him,  you,  fair  lords,  quoth  she, 
(Speaking  to  those  that  came  with  Collatine,) 
Shall  plight  your  honourable  faiths  to  me, 
With  swift  pursuit  to  venge  this  wrong  of  mine ; 
For  'tis  a  meritorious,  fair  design, 
To  chase  injustice  with  revengeful  arms: 
Knights,  by  their  oaths,  should  right  poor  ladies* 
harms. 

At  this  request,  with  noble  disposition 
Each  present  lord  began  to  promise  aid, 
As  bound  in  knighthood  to  her  imposition, 
Longing  to  hear  the  hateful  foe  bewray'd ; 
But  she,  that  yet  her  sad  task  hath  not  said, 
The  protestation  stops.     O  !   speak,  quoth  she, 
How  may  this  forced  stain,  be  wip'd  from  me  ? 

What  is  the  quality  of  mine  offence, 

Being  constrain'd  with  dreadful  circumstance? 

May  my  pure  mind  with  the  foul  act  dispense, 

My  low-declined  honour  to  advance  ? 

May  any  terms  acquit  me  from  this  chance  1 

The  poison'd  fountain  clears  itself  again ; 

And  why  not  I  from  this  compelled  stain  1 

With  this,  they  all  at  once  began  to  say, 
Her  body's  stain  her  mind  untainted  clears; 
While  with  a  joyless  smile  she  turns  away 
The  face,  that  map  which  deep  impression  bears 
Of  hard  misfortune,  carv'd  in  it  with  tears. 
No,  no,  quoth  she ;  no  dame,  hereafter  living, 
By  my  excuse  shall  claim  excuse's  giving. 

Here,  with  a  sigh  as  if  her  heart  would  break, 
She  throws  forth  Tarquiu's  name :    He,  he,  she  says. 


HO  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCltECE. 

But  more  than   "he"  her  poor  tongue  could   no! 

speak  ; 

Till,  after  many  accents  and  delays, 
Untimely  breathings,  sick  and  short  assays, 
She  utters  this :   He,  he,  fair  lords,  'tis  he, 
That  guides  this  hand  to  give  this  wound  to  me. 

Even  here  she  sheathed  in  her  harmless  breast 
A  harmful  knife,  that  thence  her  soul  unsheath'd  ' 
That  blow  did  bail  it  from  the  deep  unrest 
Of  that  polluted  prison  where  it  breath'd : 
Her  contrite  sighs  unto  the  clouds  bequeath'd 
Her  winged  sprite,  and  through  her  wounds  doth  ily 
Life's  lasting  date  from  cancell'd  destiny. 

Stone-still,  astonish'd  with  this  deadly  deed, 
Stood  Collatine  and  all  his  lordly  crew ; 
Till  Lucrece'  father,  that  beholds  her  bleed, 
Himself  on  her  self-slaughter'd  body  threw : 
And  from  the  purple  fountain  Brutus  drew 
The  murderous  knife,  and,  as  it  left  the  place, 
Her  blood,  in  poor  revenge,  held  it  in  chase  ; 

And,  bubbling  from  her  breast,  it  doth  divide 
In  two  slow  rivers,  that  the  crimson  blood 
Circles  her  body  in  on  every  side, 
Who  like  a  late-sack'd  island  vastly  stood,46 
Bare  and  unpeopled,  in  this  fearful  flood. 
Some  of  her  blood  still  pure  and  red  remarn'd, 
And    some   look'd   black,  and   that   false   Tarquin 
stain 'd. 

About  the  mourning  and  congealed  face 
Of  that  black  blood,  a  watery  rigol  goes,47 

48  That  is,  stood  waste  or  desolate  •  a  sense  of  vastly  now  ob- 
solete. For  similar  uses  of  the  substantive  vast,  see  Hamlet,  Act 
i.  sc.  2.  note  27.  H. 

47  A  rigol  is  a  circle  See  2  Henry  IV.,  Act  iv.  sc.  4  note  16 

u 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCHECE.  Ill 

Which  seems  to  weep  upon  the  tainted  place : 
And  ever  since,  as  pitying  Lucrece'  woes, 
Corrupted  blood  some  watery  token  shows ; 
And  blood  untainted  still  doth  red  abide, 
Blushing  at  that  which  is  so  putrefied. 

Daughter,  dear  daughter !   old  Lucretius  cries, 

That  life  was  mine,  which  thou  hast  here  depriv'd 

If  in  the  child  the  father's  image  lies, 

Where  shall  I  live,  now  Lucrece  is  unli v'd  ? 

Thou  wast  not  to  this  end  from  me  deriv'd. 

If  children  pre-decease  progenitors, 

We  are  their  offspring,  and  they  none  of  ours. 

Poor  broken  glass,  I  often  did  behold 
In  thy  sweet  semblance  my  old  age  new-born , 
But  now  that  fair  fresh  mirror,  dim  and  old, 
Shows  me  a  bare-bon'd  death  by  time  outworn ; 
O  !   from  thy  cheeks  my  image  thou  hast  torn, 
And  shiver 'd  all  the  beauty  of  my  glass, 
That  I  no  more  can  see  what  once  I  was. 

O  time  !  cease  thou  thy  course,  and  last  no  longer, 
If  they  surcease  to  be,  that  should  survive. 
Shall  rotten  death  make  conquest  of  the  stronger, 
And  leave  the  faltering  feeble  souls  alive  ? 
The  old  bees  die,  the  young  possess  their  hive : 
Then,  live,  sweet  Lucrece,  live  again,  and  see 
Thy  father  die,  and  not  thy  father  thee ! 

By  this  starts  Collatine  as  from  a  dream, 
And  bids  Lucretius  give  his  sorrow  place ; 
And  then  in  key-cold  Lucrece'  bleeding  stream 
He  falls,  and  bathes  the  pale  fear  in  his  face, 
And  counterfeits  to  die  with  her  a  space ; 
Till  manly  shame  bids  him  possess  his  brealli, 
And  live  to  be  revenged  oi\  her  death. 


112  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE. 

The  deep  vexation  of  his  inward  soul 
Hath  serv'd  a  dumb  arrest  upon  his  tongue ; 
Who,  mad  that  sorrow  should  his  use  control, 
Or  keep  him  from  heart-easing  words  so  long, 
Begins  to  talk ;  but  through  his  lips  do  throng 
Weak  words,  so  thick  come  in  his  poor  heart's  aid, 
That  no  man  could  distinguish  what  he  said. 

Yet  sometime  Tarquin  was  pronounced  plain, 
But  through  his  teeth,  as  if  the  name  he  tore. 
This  windy  tempest,  till  it  blow  up  rain, 
Held  back  his  sorrow's  tide,  to  make  it  more; 
At  last  it  rains,  and  busy  winds  give  o'er : 
Then  son  and  father  weep  with  equal  strife, 
Who  should  weep  most  for  daughter  or  for  wife. 

The  one  doth  call  her  his,  the  other  his, 
Yet  neither  may  possess  the  claim  they  lay. 
The  father  says,  She's  mine.  —  O  !  mine  she  is, 
Replies  her  husband :  do  not  take  away 
My  sorrow's  interest ;   let  no  mourner  say 
He  weeps  for  her  ;  for  she  was  only  mine, 
And  only  must  be  wail'd  by  Collatine. 

O !  quoth  Lucretius,  I  did  give  that  life 
Which  she  too  early  and  too  late  hath  spill'd.48 
Woe,  woe  !   quoth  Collatine,  she  was  my  wife ; 
I  ow'd  her,  and  'tis  mine  that  she  hath  kill'd. 
My  daughter  !   and  My  wife  !   with  clamours  fill'd 
The  dispers'd  air,  who,  holding  Lucrece'  life, 
Answer'd  their  cries,  My  daughter !   and  My  wife  ! 

Brutus,  who  pluck'd  the  knife  from  Lucrece'  side 
Seeing  such  emulation  in  their  woe, 

48  Too  late  is  too  lately  or  too  recently.  —  Ow'd,  second  line  af- 
ler,  is  oian'd,  possess'd.  H. 


THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECK.  1 13 

Began  to  clothe  his  wit  in  state  and  pride, 

Burying  in  Lucrece'  wound  his  folly's  show 

He  with  the  Romans  was  e.steemed  so 

As  silly-jeering  idiots  are  with  kings, 

For  sportive  words,  and  uttering  foolish  things: 

But  now  he  throws  that  shallow  habit  by, 
Wherein  deep  policy  did  him  disguise ; 
And  arm'd  his  long-hid  wits  advisedly, 
To  check  the  tears  in  Collatinus'  eyes. 
Thou  wronged  lord  of  Rome,  quoth  he,  arise ! 
Let  my  unsounded  self,  suppos'd  a  fool, 
Now  set  thy  long-experienc'd  wit  to  school. 

Why,  Collatine,  is  woe  the  cure  for  woe  1 

Do  wounds   help  wounds,  or  grief   help   grievous 

deeds  ? 

Is  it  revenge  to  give  thyself  a  blow, 
For  his  foul  act  by  whom  thy  fair  wife  bleeds  ? 
Such  childish  humour  from  weak  minds  proceeds, 
Thy  wretched  wife  mistook  the  matter  so, 
To  slay  herself,  that  should  have  slain  her  foe. 

Courageous  Roman,  do  not  steep  thy  heart 
In  such  relenting  dew  of  lamentations ; 
But  kneel  with  me,  and  help  to  bear  thy  part, 
To  rouse  our  Roman  gods  with  invocations ; 
That  they  will  suffer  these  abominations 
(Since  Rome  herself  in  them  doth  stand  disgrac'dj 
By   our   strong   arms   from    forth   her   fair   streets 
chas'd.49 

Now,  by  the  Capitol  that  we  adore, 

And  by  this  chaste  blood  so  unjustly  stain'd, 


49  The  construction  is,  "  that  they  will  suffer  these  nbominationf 
to  be  chased." 


I  14  THE    RAPE    OF    LUCRECE. 

By  heaven's  fair  sun  that  breeds  the  fat  earth's  store, 
By  all  our  country  rights  in  Rome  maintain'd, 
And  hy  chaste  Lucrece'  soul  that  late  complain'd 
Her  wrongs  to  us,  and  by  this  bloody  knife, 
We  will  revenge  the  death  of  this  true  wife. 

This  said,  he  struck  his  hand  upon  his  breast, 
And  kiss'd  the  fatal  knife  to  end  his  vow ; 
And  to  his  protestation  urg'd  the  rest, 
Who,  wondering  at  him,  did  his  words  allow: 
Then  jointly  to  the  ground  their  knees  they  bow, 
And  that  deep  vow  which  Brutus  made  before, 
He  doth  again  repeat,  and  that  they  swore. 

When  they  had  sworn  to  this  advised  doom, 
They  did  conclude  to  bear  dead  Lucrece  thence , 
To  show  her  bleeding  body  thorough  Rome, 
And  so  to  publish  Tarquin's  foul  offence: 
Which  being  done  with  speedy  diligence, 
The  Romans  plausibly  did  give  consent 
To  Tarquin's  everlasting  banishment.60 

M   Plausibly  is  with  applause  or  with  acclamation.  B 


INTRODUCTION 


THE     SONNETS 


A  LONER'S  COMPLAINT. 


A  BOOK  called  SHAKESPEARE'S  SONNETS"  was  entered  at 
the  Stationers'  by  Thomas  Thorpe,  on  the  20lh  of  May,  1609.  In 
(he  course  of  the  same  year  was  issued  a  small  quarto  volume  of 
forty  leaves,  with  the  following  title-page :  "  Shakespeare's  Son- 
nets. Never  before  imprinted.  At  London  :  By  G.  Eld  for  T.  T., 
and  are  to  be  sold  by  William  Aspley."  The  name  of  Thomas 
Thorpe  in  'the  entry  at  the  Stationers'  ascertains  him  to  be  the  per- 
son meant  by  the  initials  T.  T.  in  the  title-page.  It  is  remarkable 
that  in  some  copies  of  the  edition  of  1609,  the  title-page  has  "are 
to  be  sold  by  John  Wright,  dwelling  at  Christ  Church  gate."  In 
all  other  respects,  both  the  title-pages  and  the  whole  printing  of 
•he  different  copies  of  1609  are  exactly  alike;  which  shows  them 
to  be  all  of  one  and  the  same  edition.  What  may  have  been  the 
cause  or  purpose  of  the  difference  specified,  is  not  known,  nor  is 
it  of  any  consequence. 

Thorpe  stood  somewhat  eminent  in  his  line  of  business,  and  his 
edition  of  the  Sonnets  was  accompanied  with  a  bookseller's  ded- 
ication very  quaint  and  affected  both  in  the  style  of  wording  and 
of  printing  ;  the  printing  being  in  small  capitals  with  a  period  after 
each  word,  and  the  wording  thus  :  "  To  the  only  begetter  of  these 
ensuing  Sonnets,  Mr.  W.  H.,  all  happiness,  and  that  eternity  prom- 
ised by  our  everliving  Poet,  wishelh  the  well-wishing  adventurer 
in  setting  forth,  T.  T." 

There  was  no  other  edition  of  the  Sonnets  till  1640,  when  they 
were  republished  by  Thomas  Cotes,  but  in  a  totally  different  ordei 
from  that  of  1609,  being  cut  up,  seemingly  at  random,  into  seventy 
four  little  poems,  with  a  quaint  heading  to  each,  and  with  parts  of 


I  16  SONNETS. 

The  Passionate  Pilgrim  interspersed.  This  edition  is  iiot  repant 
ed  as  of  any  authority,  save  as  showing  that  within  tweniy-foni 
vears  after  the  Poet's  death  the  Sonnets  were  so  far  from  being 
thought  to  have  that  unity  of  cause,  or  purpose,  or  occasion,  which 
has  since  been  attributed  to  them,  as  to  be  set  forth  under  an  ar- 
rangement quite  incompatible  with  any  such  idea. 

Our  Introduction  to  the  Venus  and  Adonis  quotes  a  passage 
from  the  Wit's  Commonwealth  of  Francis  Meres,  speaking  of  the 
Poet's  ••  sugared  Sonnets  among  his  private  friends."  This  ascer- 
tains that  a  portion,  at  least,  of  the  Sonnets  were  written,  and  well 
known  in  private  circles,  before  1598.  It  naturally  infers,  also, 
that  they  were  written  on  divers  occasions  and  for  divers  persons. 
some  of  them  being  intended,  perhaps,  as  personal  compliments, 
and  others  merely  as  exercises  of  fancy.  Copies  of  them  were 
most  likely  multiplied,  to  some  extent,  in  manuscript  ;  since  this 
would  naturally  follow  both  from  their  intrinsic  excellence,  and 
from  the  favour  with  which  the  mention  of  them  by  Meres  shows 
ibem  to  have  been  regarded.  Probably  the  author  added  to  the 
number  from  time  to  time  after  1598 ;  and  as  he  grew  in  public 
distinction  and  private  acquaintance,  there  would  almost  needs 
have  been  a  growing  ambition  or  curiosity  among  his  friends  and 
admirers,  to  have  each  as  large  a  collection  of  these  little  treasures 
as  they  could.  What  more  natural  or  likely  than  that,  among  those 
'.o  whom,  in  this  course  of  private  circulation,  the}'  became  known, 
there  should  be  some  one  person  or  more,  perhaps  of  humbler 
name,  who  took  pride  and  pleasure  in  making  or  procuring  Iran 
scripts  of  as  many  as  he  could  hear  of,  and  thus  getting  together, 
if  possible,  a  full  set  of  them  ? 

Two  of  the  Sonnets,  as  we  shall  see  hereafter,  the  cxxxvm. 
and  the  CXLIV.,  were  printed,  with  some  variations,  as  a  part  of 
The  Passionate  Pilgrim  in  1599.  In  the  same  publication,  which 
was  doubtless  made  ignorantly  and  without  authority,  there  are 
also  several  others,  especially  the  iv.,  viv  and  ix.,  which,  if  really 
Shakespeare's,  have  as  much  right  to  a  place  among  the  Sonnets 
as  many  that  are  already  there.  At  all  events,  the  fact  of  those 
two  being  thus  detached  and  appearing  by  themselves  may  be 
fairly  held  to  argue  a  good  deal  as  to  the  manner  in  which  the 
Sonnets  were  probably  written  and  circulated. 

We  have  seen  that  Thorpe  calls  the  "  Mr.  W.  H.,"  to  whom  he 
dedicates  his  edition,  "  the  only  begetter  of  these  ensuing  Son- 
nets." The  word  begetter  has  been  commonly  understood  as 
meaning  the  person  who  was  the  cause  or  occasion  of  the  Sonnets 
being  written,  and  to  whom  they  were  originally  addressed.  The 
taking  of  the  word  in  this  sense  has  caused  a  great  deal  of  contro- 
versy, and  exercised  a  vast  amount  of  critical  ingenuity,  in  en- 
deavouring to  trace  a  thread  of  continuity  through  the  whole 
series,  and  to  discover  the  person  who  had  the  somewhat  equiv- 
ocal honour  of  begetting  or  inspiring  them.  And  such,  no  doubt 


INTRODUCTION.  117 

is  the  natural  and  proper  sense  of  the  word  ;  hut  what  it  might 
mean  in  the  mouth  of  one  so  anxious,  apparently,  to  speak  out  of 
the  common  way.  is  a  question  not  so  easily  settled.  That  the 
Sonnets  could  not,  in  this  sense,  have  been  all  begotten  by  ont 
person,  has  to  be  admitted  ;  for  if  it  be  certain  that  some  of  them 
were  addressed  to  a  man,  it  is  equally  certain  that  others  were 
addressed  to  a  woman.  But  the  word  begetter  is  found  to  have 
been  sometimes  used  in  the  sense  of  obtainer  or  procurer ;  and 
such  is  clearlj1  the  only  sense  which,  in  Thorpe's  affected  language, 
it  will  bear,  consistently  with  the  internal  evidence  of  the  Sonnet* 
themselves.  As  for  the  theories,  therefore,  which  have  mainly 
grown  from  taking  Thorpe's  only  begetter  to  mean  only  inspirer, 
we  shall  set  them  all  aside,  and  practically  ignore  them,  as  being 
totally  impertinent  to  the  subject.  We  have  not  the  slightest 
doubt,  that  "the  only  begetter  of  these  ensuing  Sonnets"  was 
simply  the  person  who  made  or  procured  transcripts  of  them,  and 
got  them  all  together,  either  for  his  own  use  or  for  publication,  and 
to  whom  Thorpe  was  indebted  for  his  copy  of  them.  The  same 
view  is  taken  by  Knight  and  Collier. 

But  Thorpe  wishes  to  his  Mr.  W.  H.  "  that  eternity  promised 
by  our  ever-living  Poet."  Promised  by  the  Poet  to  whom  ?  To 
'  Mr.  W.  H.,"  or  to  himself,  or  to  some  one  else  ?  For  aught  ap- 
pears to  the  contrary,  it  may  be  to  either  one,  or  perhaps  two,  of 
these  ;  for  in  some  of  the  Sonnets,  as  the  xvm.  and  xix.,  the 
Poet  promises  an  eternity  of  youth  and  fame  both  to  his  vrrse  and 
to  the  person  he  is  addressing.  Here  may  be  the  proper  place 
for  remarking,  that  in  a  line  of  the  xx.,  —  "  A  man  in  hue,  all  hues 
in  his  controlling," — the  original  prints  hues  in  Italic  and  with  a 
capital,  Hews,  just  as  Will  is  printed  in  the  cxxxv.  and  cxxxvi., 
where  the  author  is  evidently  playing  upon  his  own  name.  It  was 
not  uncommon  for  hues  to  be  spelt  hews  and  printed  with  a  capital, 
Hews.  Tyrwhitt,  however,  conjectured  that  in  this  case  a  play 
was  intended  on  the  name  of  Hughes,  and  that  VV.  Hughes  was 
the  "  Mr.  W.  H."  of  Thorpe's  dedication,  and  the  person  ad- 
dressed in  the  Sonnets.  If  the  Sonnet  in  question  were  meant  t« 
be  continuous  with  that  which  precedes,  the  Poet  certainly  perpe- 
trated a  very  palpable  anticlimax  in  the  writing  of  it.  Knight,  as 
will  be  seen  by  our  notes,  groups  it  along  wiih  the  Lin.,  LIV.,  and 
LV.,  as  forming  a  cluster  or  little  poem  by  themselves.  Whether 
this  grouping  be  right,  seems  very  questionable;  but  it  is  barely 
possible  that  the  xx.  and  those  belonging  with  it  may  have  been 
addressed  to  a  personal  friend  of  the  Poet's,  named  W,  Hughes, 
who  was  the  procurer  of  the  whole  series  for  publication  :  we  say 
barely  possible,  and  that  seems  the  most  that  can  be  said  about  it. 

Great  effort  has  been  made,  to  find  in  the  Sonnets  some  deepei 
or  other  meaning  than  meets  the  ear,  and  to  fix  upon  them,  gen- 
erally, a  personal  and  autobiographical  character.  It  must  indeed 
be  owned  that  there  is  in  several  of  them  an  can  estuess  of  tone 


J18  SONNETS. 

and  in  some  few  a  subdued  pathos,  which  strong.y  argues  ihem  .o 
t?e  expressions  of  the  Poet's  real  feelings  respecting  himself,  his 
condition,  and  the  person  or  persons  addressed.  This  is  particu- 
larly the  case  with  the  series  of  thirteen,  beginning  with  the  cix. 
in  our  numbering,  the  72d.  Something  the  same  may  be  said  ot 
the  xxvi.  and  the  other  two  which  Knight  groups  with  it,  in  our 
numbering-  the  24lh,  25th,  and  26th,  where  we  find  a  striking  re- 
semoiance  to  some  expressions  used  in  the  dedications  of  the 
Venus  and  Adonis,  and  the  Lucrece.  But,  as  to  the  greater  part 
of  the  Sonnets,  we  grow  more  and  more  persuaded  that  they 
were  intended  mainly  as  flights  or  exercises  of  fancy,  thrown  into 
the  form  of  a  personal  address,  and  written,  it  may  be,  in  some 
cases  at  the  instance  or  in  compliment  of  the  Poet's  personal 
friends,  and  perhaps  mingling  an  element  of  personal  interest  or 
allusion,  merely  as  a  matter  of  art ;  whatsoever  there  is  personal 
in  them  being  thus  kept  subordinate  and  incidental  to  poetical 
beauty  and  effect.  For  example,  in  the  cxxxvm.,  than  which 
few  have  more  appearance  of  being  autobiographical,  the  Po<H 
.speaks  of  himself  as  being  old,  and  says  his  "  days  are  past  the 
best;"  yet  this  was  printed  in  1599,  when  he  was  but  thirly-five 
years  of  age.  Surely,  in  that  case,  his  reason  for  using  such  lan- 
guage must  have  been,  that  it  suited  his  purpose  as  a  poet,  not 
that  it  was  true  of  his  age  as  a  man. 

Much  light  is  thrown  on  these  remarkable  effusions  by  the  gen- 
eral style  of  sonneteering  then  in  vogue,  as  exemplified  in  the 
Sonnets  of  Spenser,  Drayton,  and  Daniel.  In  these,  too,  though 
unquestionably  designed  mainly  as  studies  or  specimens  of  art, 
the  authors,  while  speaking  in  the  form  of  a  personal  address,  and 
as  if  revealing  their  own  actual  thoughts  and  inward  history,  are 
continually  using  language  and  imagery  that  clearly  had  not  and 
could  not  have  any  truth  or  fitness  save  in  reference  to  their  pur- 
pose as  poets.  In  proportion  to  the  genius  and  art  of  the  men, 
these  Sonnets  have,  as  much  as  Shakespeare's,  the  appearance  of 
being  autobiographical,  and  of  disclosing  the  true  personal  senti- 
ments and  history  of  the  authors  ;  except,  as  already  mentioned, 
in  some  few  cases  where  Wordsworth  is  probably  right  in  saying 
of  the  Sonnet,  that  "  with  this  key  Shakespeare  unlock'd  his 
heart."  We  have  spoken  of  the  strong  confidence  which  Shake- 
speare expresses  repeatedly  in  tht  Sonnets,  that  his  lines  would 
both  possess  and  confer  an  eternity  3f  youth  and  fame.  It  i?  re- 
markable that  all  three  of  the  other  poets  named  use  language  of 
precisely  the  same  import  in  their  Sonnets,  and  use  it  repeatedly 
It  seems,  indeed,  to  have  been  at  that  time  a  sort  of  stereotype*! 
matter  in  sonnet-writing.  Thus  in  Spenser's  75th  Sonnet : 

"  Mv  verse  vour  virtues  rare  shall  eternize, 
And  in  the  heavens  write  your  glorious  name  ; 
Where,  when  as  death  shall  all  the  world  subdue, 
Our  love  shall  live,  and  later  life  runew.'' 


INTRODUCTION.  119 

And  nc  has  the  same  thought  in  at  least  two  other  Sonnets.  So 
too,  .n  Drayton  s  44th  : 

'•And  though  in  youth  rny  youth  untimely  perish. 
To  keep  thee  from  oblivion  anil  the  grave, 
Ensuing  ages  yet  my  rhymes  shall  cherish, 
Where  I  enlotnb'd  my  better  part  shall  save  ; 
And  though  this  earthly  body  fade  and  die, 
My  name  shall  mount  upon  eternity." 

A  similar  strain  occurs  in  his  6th.  The  same  promise  of  eternity 
is  also  met  with  in  two  of  Daniel's.  Thus  in  his  41st  i 

"  How  many  live,  the  glory  of  whose  name 
Shall  rest  in  ice,  when  thine  is  grav'd  in  marble! 
Thou  may'st  in  after  ages  live  esteem'd, 
Unburied  in  these  lines,  reserv'd  in  pureness  ; 
These  shall  entomb  those  eyes  that  have  redeem'd 
Me  from  the  vulgar,  thee  from  all  obscureness." 

In  short,  it  was  a  common  fashion  of  the  time,  in  sonnet-writing, 
for  authors  to  speak  in  an  ideal  or  imaginary  character  as  if  it 
were  their  real  one,  and  to  attribute  to  themselves  certain  thoughts 
and  feelings,  merely  because  it  suited  their  purpose,  and  was  a 
part  of  their  art  as  poets,  so  to  do.  And  this,  we  make  no  doubt, 
is  the  true  key  to  the  mystery  which  has  puzzled  so  many  critics 
in  the  Sonnets  of  Shakespeare.  In  writing  Sonnets,  he  naturally 
fell  into  the  current  style  of  the  age ;  only,  by  how  much  he  sur- 
passed the  others  in  dramatic  power,  by  so  much  was  he  better 
able  to  express  ideal  sentiments  as  if  they  were  his  own,  and  to 
pass,  as  it  were,  out  of  himself  into  the  characters  he  had  imagined 
or  assumed. 

Knight  has  some  remarks  on  this  point,  which  are  so  apt  and 
well-put  that  we  cannot  forbear  quoting  them.  "  It  must  not  be 
forgotten,"  says  he,  "  that  in  an  age  when  the  Italian  models  of 
poetry  were  so  diligently  cultivated,  imaginary  loves  and  imagi- 
nary jealousies  were  freely  admitted  into  verses  which  appeared  to 
address  themselves  to  the  reader  in  the  personal  character  of  the 
poet.  Regarding  a  poem,  whether  a  sonnet  or  an  epic,  essentially 
as  a  work  of  art,  the  artist  was  not  careful  to  separate  his  own 
identity  from  the  sentiments  and  situations  which  he  delineated  j 
any  more  than  the  pastoral  poets  of  the  next  century  were  solicit- 
ous to  tell  their  readers  that  their  Corydons  and  Phyllises  were  noi 
absolutely  themselves  and  their  mistresses.  The  Amoretti  of 
Spenser,  for  example,  consisting  of  eighty-eight  Sonnets,  is  also  a 
puzzle  to  all  those  who  regard  such  productions  as  necessarily 
autobiographical.  These  poems  were  published  in  1596  5  in  sev- 
eral passages  a  date  is  somewhat  distinctly  marked  ;  foi  there  are 
lines  which  refer  to  the  completion  of  The  Faerie  CJueene,  and  to 
Spensei  's  appointment  to  'ie  laureateship.  And  yet  they  are  f ul. 


120  SONNETS. 

of  the  complaints  of  an  unrequited  love,  and  of  a  disdainful  mis- 
tress, at  a  period  when  Spenser  was  married,  and  settled  with  nil 
family  in  Ireland. 

"We  believe  that,  taken  as  works  of  art,  having-  a  certain  de 
gree  of  continuity,  the  Sonnets  of  Spenser,  of  Daniel,  of  Drayton, 
of  Shakespeare,  although  in  many  instances  they  might  shadow 
forth  real  feelings,  and  be  outpourings  of  the  inmost  heart,  were 
presented  to  the  world  as  exercises  of  fancy,  and  were  received 
l-y  the  world  as  such.  The  most  usual  form  which  such  compo- 
sitions assumed  was  that  of  love-verses.  Spenser's  Amoretti  are 
entirely  of  this  character,  as  their  name  implies  :  Daniel's,  which 
are  fifty-seven  in  number,  are  all  addressed  '  To  Delia  : '  Dray- 
ton's,  which  he  calls  '  Ideas,'  are  somewhat  more  miscellaneous 
in  their  character.  In  1593  was  also  published  '  Licia.  or  Poems 
of  Love,  in  honour  of  the  admirable  and  singular  virtues  of  his 
Lady.'  This  book  contains  fifty-two  Sonnets,  all  conceived  in  the 
language  of  passionate  affection  and  extravagant  praise.  And  yet 
the  author,  in  his  Address  to  the  Reader,  says,  —  'If  thou  muse 
what  my  Licia  is,  take  her  to  be  some  Diana,  at  the  least  chaste, 
or  some  Minerva  ;  no  Venus,  fairer  far.  It  may  be  she  is  Learn- 
ing's imiige,  or  some  heavenly  wonder,  which  the  precisest  may 
not  mislike  :  perhaps  under  that  name  I  have  shadowed  Discipline  ' 
This  fashion  of  sonnet-writing  upon  a  continuous  subject  prevailed, 
thus,  about  the  period  of  the  publication  of  the  Venus  and  Adonis 
and  the  Lucrece,  when  Shakespeare  had  taken  his  rank  amongst 
the  poets  of  the  time,  independent  of  his  dramatic  rank." 

Taking  this  view  of  the  matter,  we  of  course  do  not  search  after 
nny  thread  or  principle  of  continuity  running  through  tne  wnole 
series  of  Sonnets,  or  any  considerable  portion  of  them.  We  hold 
them  to  have  been  strictly  fragmentary  in  conception  and  execu- 
tion, written  at  divers  times  and  I'rom  various  motives  ;  addressed 
sometimes,  perhaps,  to  actual  persons,  sometimes  to  ideal  ;  and, 
for  the  most  part,  weaving  together  the  real  and  me  imaginary 
sentiments  of  the  author,  as  would  best  serve  the  end  of  poetical 
beauty  and  effect.  In  a  word,  we  think  he  wrote  them  mainly  as 
an  artist,  not  as  a  man,  though  as  an  artist  acting  more  or  less 
upon  the  incidents  and  suggestions  of  his  actual  experience. 
Doubtless,  too,  in  divers  cases,  several  of  them  have  a  special 
unity  and  coherence  among  themselves,  being  run  together  in  con- 
tinuous sets  or  clusters,  and  forming  separate  poems.  This  avoid* 
the  endless  mirage  of  conflicting  theories  that  has  gathered  about 
them,  and  also  clears  up  the  perplexity  and  confusion  which  one 
cannot  but  feel  while  reading  them  under  an  idea  or  persuasion  of 
their  being  a  continuous  whole. 

We  give  the  Sonnets,  it  will  be  seen,  in  the  same  order  and  ar- 
rangement as  they  stand  in  the  original  edition,  believing  that  this 
ought  not  to  be  interfered  with,  until  the  question  shall  be  better 
settled  as  to  the  order  in  which  they  should  be  given.  Neverthe 


INTRODUCTION.  121 

less,  -ve  are  far  from  thinking  this  orrler  to  be  the  right  one ;  on 
the  contrary,  we  hold  it  to  be  in  divers  particulars  very  much  dis- 
ordered. It  seems  quite  evident  that  there  is  a  good  deal  of  mis 
placement  and  confusion  among  them;  sometimes  those  being 
scattered  here  and  there,  which  belong  together,  sometimes  one 
set  being  broken  by  the  thrusting  in  of  a  detached  member  of  an- 
other set.  For  instance,  the  three  Sonnets  playing  upon  the  Poet's 
name  clearly  ought  to  be  set  together,  yet  they  are  printed  as  the 
cxxxv.,  cxxxvi.,  and  CXLIII.,  the  last  of  the  trio  being  thus  sep- 
arated from  the  rest  by  the  interposition  of  six  jumbled  together, 
apparently,  from  their  proper  connection  in  other  sets.  So,  again, 
the  cxxvu.,  cxxxi.,  and  cxxxn.  clearly  ought  to  stand  together, 
being  continuous  alike  in  the  subject  and  in  the  manner  of  treating 
it.  Numerous  other  cases  of  like  dislocation  might  be  cited,  but 
there  is  no  need  of  dwelling  on  the  matter  here,  as  it  will  be  dulj 
attended  to  in  our  notes. 

We  have  no  ground  for  supposing  that  Thorpe's  edition  of  the 
Sonnets  was  made  under  the  supervision  or  with  the  sanction  of  the 
Poet.  The  internal  evidence  all  makes  against  the  notion  of  the 
author  having  any  hand  in  getting  the  work  out;  and  as  for  ex- 
ternal evidence,  there  is  none  bearing  on  the  point.  We  have 
found,  in  connection  with  the  plays,  abundant  proof  that  Shake 
speare's  reputation  rendered  many  publishers  very  eager  to  grace 
their  establishments  with  his  workmanship.  Thorpe  did  not  pub 
lish  any  other  of  his  writings,  nor  does  he  anywhere  but  in  this  one 
instance  appear  in  connection  with  his  name.  That  his  issue  of 
the  Sonnets  was  anywise  fraudulent  or  surreptitious,  is  more  than 
we  have  any  right  to  say;  neither,  on  the  other  hand,  is  there  any 
sign  of  its  having  been  done  with  the  author's  allowance  or  con- 
sent. Probably,  as  the  business  was  then  conducted,  a  publisher 
was  held  justifiable,  in  law  and  honour,  in  catching  such  matter 
where  and  as  he  could,  provided  he  did  not  directly  interfere  with 
the  known  interest  of  anybody  else  in  the  same  line.  And  so,  as 
regards  the  issue  in  question,  perhaps  the  most  that  can  be  said 
fur  it  is,  that  it  was  with  the  Poet's  connivance.  The  Sonnets 
were  floating  about  in  circulation,  and  their  excellence  had  become 
matter  of  public  fame.  There  was  cause  enough  why  a  publisher 
should  be  glad  to  come  by  a  copy  of  them,  and  perhaps  to  reward, 
with  compliments  or  cash,  any  one  who  would  get  together,  for  hrs 
use,  as  many  of  them  as  he  could  find.  "Mr.  VV.  H."  probably 
served  in  this  capacity.  And  for  the  order  and  arrangement  of 
them,  there  was  most  likely  nothing  better  than  the  ignorance  or 
caprice  of  the  procurer  or  the  publisher.  It  is  nowise  improbable 
that  some  may  have  been  mistakenly  included  which  were  not 
really  Shakespeare's,  nor,  again,  that  he  may  have  written  some 
ivhich  were  not  obtained. 

The  whole  question  of  the  Sonnets  has  been  sifted  and  sciuti- 
Dized  with  much  care  and  ability  in  Knight's  Shakespeare  the 


122  SONNETS. 

writer  endeavouring  to  sort  and  arrange  them  on  a  principle  or 
internal  fitness  and  congruity.  Probably  his  order  is  not  in  all 
points  satisfactory ;  in  one  particular,  as  will  be  seen,  we  depart 
from  it,  and  there  are  some  others  where  we  think  it  might  be  bet- 
tered :  but  it  seems,  at  all  events,  a  great  improvement  on  the  old 
disorder  ;  and  we  would  not  that  the  settling  of  a  belter  arrange- 
ment should  be  hindered  by  having  too  many  innovations  adopted 
or  proposed.  While  retaining  them,  therefore,  in  their  old  order, 
we  have  numbered  them  with  figures,  so  that  they  can  be  read, 
except  in  the  instance  just  mentioned,  according  to  Knight's  group- 
ing ;  though  in  our  numbering  the  several  groups  or  sets  do  not 
occupy  the  same  relative  places  which  he  assigns  them,  because 
we  wished  the  figures  to  run,  as  nearly  as  might  he,  in  the  snme 
order  as  the  Sonnets  are  printed.  Along  with  our  figures,  we  al«o 
keep  the  numerals  the  same  as  in  the  old  arrangement ;  and  by 
following  the  numerals  which  we  have  placed  after  certain  Son- 
nets or  clusters  of  Sonnets,  the  reader  will  be  able  to  take  the 
whole  series  according  to  our  numbering,  and  to  find  the  several 
sets  or  groups  as  Knight  has  sorted  and  classed  them.  We  know 
not  how  it  may  strike  others  ;  but,  for  ourselves,  we  have  found 
the  interest  of  them  greatly  heightened,  by  having  the  old  confu- 
sion th'is  disciplined  out  of  their  arrangement. 

Touching  the  merit  of  the  Sonnets,  there  need  not  much  be  said 
Some  of  them  would  hardly  do  credit  to  a  school-boy,  while  many 
are  such  as  it  may  well  be  held  an  honour  even  to  Shakespeare 
to  have  written  ;  there  being  nothing  of  the  kind  in  the  language 
at  all  approaching  them,  except  a  few  of  Milton's  and  a  good 
many  of  Wordsworth's.  That  in  these  the  Poet  should  have 
sometimes  rendered  his  work  excessively  frigid  with  the  euphuislic 
conceits  and  affectations  of  the  time,  is  far  less  wonderful  than  the 
exquisite  beauty,  and  often  more  than  beauty,  of  sentiment  and 
imagery  that  distinguishes  a  large  portion  of  them.  Many  might 
be  pointed  out,  which,  with  perfect  clearness  and  compactness  of 
thought,  are  resplendent  with  the  highest  glories  of  imagination  ; 
others  are  replete  with  the  tenderest  pathos  ;  others  again  are 
compact  of  graceful  fancy  and  airy  elegance;  while  in  all  these 
styles  there  are  specimens  perfectly  steeped  in  the  melody  of 
sounds  and  numbers,  as  if  the  thought  were  born  of  music,  and 
the  wusic  interfused  with  its  very  substance.  Wordsworth  gives 
it  as  his  opinion,  that  "  there  is  no  part  of  the  writings  of  this 
Poet,  where  is  found,  m  an  equal  compass,  a  greater  number  of 
exquisite  feelings  felicitously  expressed." 

"  A  LOVER'S  COMPLAINT,  by  WILLIAM  SHAKESPEARE," 
occupies  eleven  pages  at  the  end  of  the  volume  containing  the 
Sonnets.  There  is  no  doubt  of  its  being  the  Poet's  work  ;  but 
on  what  occasion  or  for  what  purpose  it  was  written,  is  not  known 
Some  parts  of  it  ire  very  fine,  and  all  of  it  is  well  worth  having 


SONNETS. 


FKOM  fairest  creatures  we  desire  increase, 

That  thereby  beauty's  rose  might  never  die, 

But  as  the  riper  should  by  time  decease, 

His  tender  heir  might  bear  his  memory : 

But  thou,  contracted  to  thine  own  bright  eyes, 

Feed'st  thy  light's  flame  with  self-substantial  fuel, 

Making  a  famine  where  abundance  lies, 

Thyself  thy  foe,  to  thy  sweet  self  too  cruel. 

Thou  that  art  now  the  world's  fresh  ornament, 

And  only  herald  to  the  gaudy  spring, 

Within  thine  own  bud  buriest  thy  content, 

And,  tender  churl,  mak'st  waste  in  niggarding. 

Pity  the  world,  or  else  this  glutton  be, 

To  eat  the  world's  due,  by  the  grave  and  thee. 

n.  2. 

When  forty  winters  shall  besiege  thy  brow, 
And  dig  deep  trenches  in  thy  beauty's  field, 
Thy  youth's  proud  livery,  so  gaz'd  on  now, 
Will  be  a  tatter'd  weed,  of  small  worth  held : 
Then,  being  ask'd  where  all  thy  beauty  lies, 
Where  all  the  treasure  of  thy  lusty  days ; 
To  say,  within  thine  own  deep-sunken  eyes, 
Were  an  all-eating  shame,  and  thriftless  praise. 
How  much  more  praise  deserv'd  thy  beauty's  use, 
If  thou  could'st  answer,   "This  fair  child  of  mine 
Shall  sum  my  count,  and  make  my  old  excuse.    " 
Proving  his  beauty  by  succession  thine. 


12-1  SONNETS. 

This  were  to  be  new-made  when  thou  art  old, 
And  see  thy  blood  warm  when  thou  feel'st  it  cold. 

in.  3. 

Look  in  thy  glass,  and  tell  the  face  thou  viewest, 

Now  is  the  time  that  face  should  form  another ; 

Whose  fresh  repair  if  now  thou  not  renewest, 

Thou  dost  beguile  the  world,  unbless  some  mother, 

For  where  is  she  so  fair,  whose  unear'd  womb ! 

Disdains  the  tillage  of  thy  husbandry  ? 

Or  who  is  he  so  fond,2  will  be  the  tomb 

Of  his  self-love,  to  stop  posterity  ? 

Thou  art  thy  mother's  glass,  and  she  in  theo 

Calls  back  the  lovely  April  of  her  prime : 

So  thou  through  windows  of  thine  age  shall  see. 

Despite  of  wrinkles,  this  thy  golden  tune. 

But  if  thou  live,  remember'd  not  to  be, 

Die  single,  and  thine  image  dies  with  thee 

iv.  4. 

Unthrifty  loveliness,  why  dost  thou  spend 
Upon  thyself  thy  beauty's  legacy  ? 
Nature's  bequest  gives  nothing,  but  doth  lend ; 
And,  being  frank,  she  lends  to  those  are  free. 
Then,  beauteous  niggard,  why  dost  thou  abuse 
The  bounteous  largess  given  thee  to  give  ? 
Profitless  usurer,  why  dost  thou  use 
So  great  a  sura  of  sums,  yet  canst  not  live  ? 
For,  having  traffic  with  thyself  alone, 
Thou  of  thyself  thy  sweet  self  dost  deceive. 
Then  how,  when  nature  calls  thee  to  be  gone, 
What  acceptable  audit  canst  thou  leave  ? 

1    Unear'd  is  unfilled.    See  the  dedication  of  Venus  and  Adonis, 
note  2.  H. 

*  fond  was  continually  used  in  the  sense  of  foolith.  H. 


SONNETS.  125 

Thy  unus'd  beauty  must  be  tomb'd  with  thee, 
Which,  used,  lives  th'  executor  to  be. 


v.  5. 

Those  hours,  that  with  gentle  work  did  frame 
The  lovely  gaze  where  every  eye  doth  dwell, 
Will  play  the  tyrants  to  the  very  same, 
And  that  unfair,3  which  fairly  doth  excel: 
For  never-resting  time  leads  summer  oil 
To  hideous  winter,  and  confounds  him  there ; 
Sap  check'd  with  frost,  and  lusty  leaves  quite  gone, 
Beauty  o'er-snow'd,  and  bareness  every  where  • 
Then,  were  not  summer's  distillation  left, 
A  liquid  prisoner  pent  in  walls  of  glass, 
Beauty's  effect  with  beauty  were  bereft, 
Nor  it,  nor  no  remembrance  what  it  was : 
But  flowers  distill'd,  though  they  with  winter  meet, 
Leese  but  their  show;4   their  substance  still  lives 
sweet. 

VI.  6. 

Then,  let  not  winter's  ragged  hand  deface 

In  thee  thy  summer,  ere  thou  be  distill'd : 

Make  sweet  some  phial ;  treasure  thou  some  place 

With  beauty's  treasure,  ere  it  be  self-kill'd. 

That  use  is  not  forbidden  usury, 

Which  happies  those  that  pay  the  willing  loan ; 

That's  for  thyself  to  breed  another  thee, 

Or  ten  times  happier,  be  it  ten  for  one : 

Ten  times  thyself  were  happier  than  thou  art, 

[f  ten  of  thine  ten  times  refigur'd  thee. 

Then,  what  could  death  do,  if  thou  should'st  depart, 

Leaving  thee  living  in  posterity  1 

a   Unfair  is  here  a  verb,  having  ihe  force  of  make  unfair.    H. 
4  Leete  is  an  old  form  of  lose.  H. 


126  SONNETS. 

Be  not  self-will'd ;   for  thou  art  much  too  fair 

To  be  death's  conquest,  and  make  worms  thine  heii 

VII.  7. 

Lo !  in  the  orient  when  the  gracious  light 
Lifts  up  his  burning  head,  each  under  eye 
Doth  homage  to  his  new-appearing  sight, 
Serving  with  looks  his  sacred  majesty ; 
And,  having  climb'd  the  steep-up  heavenly  hill, 
Resembling  strong  youth  in  his  middle  age, 
Yet  mortal  looks  adore  his  beauty  still, 
Attending  on  his  golden  pilgrimage  : 
But  when  from  highmost  pitch,  with  weary  car, 
Like  feeble  age  he  reeleth  from  the  day, 
The  eyes,  'fore  duteous,  now  converted  are 
From  his  low  tract,  and  look  another  way. 
So  thou,  thyself  outgoing  in  thy  noon, 
Unlook'd-on  diest,  unless  thou  get  a  son. 

VIII.  8. 

Music  to  hear,8  why  hear'st  thou  music  sadly  ? 
Sweets  with  sweets  war  not,  joy  delights  in  joy. 
Why  lov'st  thou  that  which  thou  receiv'st  not  gladly 
Or  else  receiv'st  with  pleasure  thine  annoy  1 
If  the  true  concord  of  well-tuned  sounds, 
By  unions  married,  do  offend  thine  ear, 
They  do  but  sweetly  chide  thee,  who  confounds 
In  singleness  the  parts  that  thou  should'st  bear. 
Mark,  how  one  string,  sweet  husband  to  another, 
Strikes  each  in  each  by  mutual  ordering ; 
Resembling  sire  and  child  and  happy  mother, 
Who,  all  in -one,  one  pleasing  note  do  sing: 
Whose  speechless  song,  being  many,  seeming  one, 
Sings  this  to  thee:  "Thou  single  wilt  prove  none." 

*  That  is,  "thou  being  music  to  hear" 


SONNETS.  127 

IX.  9 

Is  it  for  fear  to  wet  a  widow's  eye, 

That  thou  consum'st  thyself  in  single  life  ? 

Ah  !  if  thou  issueless  shalt  hap  to  die, 

The  world  will  wail  thee,  like  a  makeless  wife ; 

The  world  will  be  thy  widow,  and  still  weep, 

That  thou  no  form  of  thee  hast  left  behind, 

When  every  private  widow  well  may  keep, 

By  children's  eyes,  her  husband's  shape  in  mind. 

Look,  what  an  unthrift  in  the  world  doth  spend, 

Shifts  but  his  place,  for  still  the  world  enjoys  it; 

But  beauty's  waste  hath  in  the  world  an  end, 

And,  kept  umis'd,  the  user  so  destroys  it. 

No  love  toward  others  in  that  bosom  sits, 

That  on  himself  such  murderous  shame  commits 

x.  10. 

For  shame  !  deny  that  thou  bear'st  love  to  any, 

Who  for  thyself  art  so  unprovident : 

Grant,  if  thou  wilt,  thou  art  belov'd  of  many, 

But  that  thou  none  lov'st,  is  most  evident ; 

For  thou  art  so  possess'd  with  murderous  hate, 

That  'gainst  thyself  thou  stick'st  not  to  conspire, 

Seeking  that  beauteous  roof  to  ruinate, 

Which  to  repair  should  be  thy  chief  desire. 

O,  change  *hy  thought,  that  I  may  change  my  mind  ! 

Shall  hate  be  fairer  lodg'd  than  gentle  love  ? 

Be,  as  thy  presence  is,  gracious  and  kind, 

Or  to  thyself  at  least  kind-hearted  prove : 

Make  thee  another  self,  for  love  of  me, 

That  beauty  still  may  live  in  thine  or  thee. 

•  That  is,  mateless.      Make  and  mate  were  formerly  synony- 
mous. 


128  ,  SONNETS. 

XI.  11. 

As  fast  as  thou  shalt  wane,  so  fast  thou  growest 
In  one  of  thine,  from  that  which  thou  departest ; 
And  that  fresh  blood,  which  youngly  thou  be?towest, 
Thou  may'st  call  thine,  when  thou  from  youth  con- 

veriest. 

Herein  lives  wisdom,  beauty,  and  increase  ; 
Without  this,  folly,  age,  and  cold  decay : 
If  all  were  minded  so,  the  times  should  cease, 
And  threescore  years  would  make  the  world  away 
Let  those,  whom  nature  hath  not  made  for  store. 
Harsh,  featureless,  and  rude,  barrenly  perish : 
Look,  whom  she  best  endow'd,  she  gave  the  more ; 
Which    bounteous    gift    thou    should'st   in    bounty 

cherish. 

She  carv'd  thee  for  her  seal,  and  meant  thereby, 
Thou  should'st  print  more,  nor  let  that  copy  die. 

xii.  12. 

When  I  do  count  the  clock  that  tells  the  time, 

And  see  the  brave  day  sunk  in  hideous  night ; 

When  I  behold  the  violet  past  prime, 

And  sable  curls  all  silver'd  o'er  with  white ; 

When  lofty  trees  I  see  barren  of  leaves, 

Which  erst  from  heat  did  canopy  the  herd ; 

And  summer's  green  all  girded  up  in  sheaves, 

Borne  on  the  bier  with  white  and  bristly  beard ; 

Then  of  thy  beauty  do  I  question  make, 

That  thou  among  the  wastes  of  time  must  go, 

Since  sweets  and  beauties  do  themselves  forsake, 

And  die  as  fast  as  they  see  others  grow ; 

And  nothing  'gainst  time's  scythe  can  make  defence, 

Save  breed,  to  brave  him  when  he  takes  thee  hence. 


SUHNETS.  L29 

XIII.  13. 

O,  that  you  were  yourself!   but,  love,  you  are 

No  longer  yours  than  you  yourself  here  live : 

Against  this  coming  end  you  should  prepare, 

And  your  sweet  semblance  to  some  other  give : 

So  should  that  beauty,  which  you  hold  in  lease, 

Find  no  determination :  then  you  were 

Yourself  again,  after  yourself's  decease, 

When  your  sweet  issue  your  sweet  form  should  bear 

Who  lets  so  fair  a  house  fall  to  decay, 

Which  husbandry  in  honour  might  jphold 

Against  the  stormy  gusts  of  wintei  'a  day, 

And  barren  rage  of  death's  eternal  cold  1 

O  !  none  but  unthrifts.     Dear  my  love,  you  know 

You  had  a  father ;  let  your  son  say  so. 

xnr.  14. 

Not  from  the  stars  do  I  my  judgment  pluck ; 

And  yet,  methinks,  I  have  astronomy, 

But  not  to  tell  of  good  or  evil  luck, 

Of  plagues,  of  dearths,  or  seasons'  quality ; 

Nor  can  I  fortune  to  brief  minutes  tell, 

Pointing  to  each  his  thunder,  rain,  and  wind  ; 

Or  say,  with  princes  if  it  shall  go  well, 

By  oft  predict  that  I  in  heaven  find : 7 

But  from  thine  eyes  my  knowledge  I  derive ; 

And,  constant  stars,  in  them  I  read  such  art, 

As  truth  and  beauty  shall  together  thrive, 

If  from  thyself  to  store  thou  would'st  convert; 

Or  else  of  thee  this  I  prognosticate, — 

Thy  end  is  truth's  and  beauty's  doom  and  date* 

7  Oft  predict  is  frequent  prediction. 

9 


130  SONNETS.    / 

XV.  10. 

When  I  consider,  every  thing  that  grows 
Holds  in  perfection  but  a  little  moment  ; 
That  this  huge  stage  presenteth  nought  but  shows. 
Whereon  the  stars  in  secret  influence  comment; 
When  I  perceive  that  men  as  plants  increase, 
Cheered  and  check'd  even  by  the  self-same  sky, 
Vaunt  in  their  youthful  sap,  at  height  decrease, 
And  wear  their  brave  state  out  of  memory  ; 
Then  the  conceit  of  this  inconstant  stay 
Sets  you  most  rich  in  youth  before  my  sight, 
Where  wasteful  time  debateth  with  decay, 
To  change  your  day  of  youth  to  sullied  night  ; 
And,  all  in  war  with  time,  for  love  of  you, 
As  he  takes  from  you,  I  engraft  you  new 


But  wherefore  do  not  you  a  mightier  way 

Make  war  upon  this  bloody  tyrant,  Time, 

And  fortify  yourself  in  your  decay 

With  means  more  blessed  than  my  barren  rhyme  ' 

Now  stand  you  on  the  top  of  happy  hours  ; 

And  many  maiden  gardens,  yet  unset, 

With  virtuous  wish  would  bear  your  living  flowers, 

Much  liker  than  your  painted  counterfeit  : 

So  should  the  lines  of  life  that  life  repair, 

Which  this,  time's  pencil,  or  my  pupil  pen, 

Neither  in  inward  worth  nor  outward  fair,8 

Can  make  you  live  yourself  in  eyes  of  men. 

To  give  away  yourself,  keeps  yourself  still  ; 

And  you  must  live,  drawn  by  your  own  sweet  skill 

•  The  Poet  very  often  uies  fair  for  faimett  or  beauty.      H. 


SONNETS.  131 

XVII.  17. 

Who  will  believe  my  verse  in  time  to  come, 
If  it  were  fill'd  with  your  most  high  deserts? 
Though  yet,  Heaven  knows,  it  is  but  as  a  tomb, 
Which  hides  your  life,  and  shows  not  half  your  parts 
If  I  could  write  the  beauty  of  your  eyes, 
And  in  fresh  numbers  number  all  your  graces, 
The  age  to  come  would  say,  "This  poet  lies ; 
Such  heavenly  touches  ne'er  touch'd  earthly  faces." 
So  should  my  papers,  yellovv'd  with  their  age, 
Be  scorn'd,  like  old  men  of  less  truth  than  tongue ; 
And  your  true  rights  be  term'd  a  poet's  rage, 
And  stretched  metre  of  an  antique  song: 
But  were  some  child  of  yours  alive  that  time, 
You  should  live  twice,  —  in  it,  and  in  my  rhyme 

xx* 

XVIII.  21.  t 

Shall  I  compare  thee  to  a  summer's  day? 
Thou  art  more  lovely  and  more  temperate  : 

*  By  following  the  numerals  thus  placed  after  certain  Sonnets, 
the  reader  will  take  the  whole  collection  in  tbe  order  of  our  num- 
ber-leg. 

f  We  here  depart,  in  one  particular,  from  Knight's  classification 
of  the  Sonnets.  He  makes  the  series,  wherein  the  Poet  exhorts 
his  friend  to  marry,  to  close  with  the  xix.,  and  then  arranges  the 
xx.,  LIII.,  LIV.,  and  LV.  in  a  cluster  or  little  poem  by  themselves. 
It  seems  to  us  tolerably  clear  that  the  four  just  pointed  out  are 
addressed  to  the  same  person,  whether  actual  or  ideal,  as  the  first 
nineteen,  and  therefore  ought  to  be  grouped  with  them.  They  are 
conceived  in  much  the  same  vein  of  sentiment  and  imagery,  and 
seem  evidently  intended  to  keep  up  and  carry  011  the  style  of  the 
foregoing,  in  running  a  sort  of  division  or  variation  upon  the  same 
thoughts  or  ideas.  We  thus  make  the  series  to  consist  of  twenty- 
three  Sonnets,  instead  of  nineteen.  It  will  be  seen  that  we  change 
the  relative  positions  of  the  last  five  in  the  series.  This  is  done 
in  order  to  avoid  the  very  obvious  and  awkward  anticlimax  which 
we  find  in  passing  from  the  xix.  to  the  xx.,  and  also  to  preserve 
an  easy  and  gradual  rising  from  the  xvn.  to  the  close 


132  SONNETS. 

Rough  winds  do  shake  the  darling  buds  of  May, 
And  summer's  lease  hath  all  too  short  a  date. 
Sometime  too  hot  the  eye  of  heaven  shines, 
And  often  is  his  gold  complexion  dimm'd  ; 
And  every  fair  from  fair  sometimes  declines, 
By  chance,  or  nature's  changing  course,  untrinmi'd 
But  thy  eternal  summer  shall  not  fade, 
Nor  lose  possession  of  that  fair  thou  ovvest ; 
Nor  shall  Death  brag  thou  wander'st  in  his  shade. 
When  in  eternal  lines  to  time  thou  grovvest. 
So  long  as  men  can  breathe,  or  eyes  can  see, 
So  long  lives  this,  and  this  gives  life  to  thec. 

LV. 

XIX.  23. 

Devouring  Time,  blunt  thou  the  lion's  paws, 

And  make  the  earth  devour  her  own  sweet  brood : 

Pluck  the  keen  teeth  from  the  fierce  tiger's  jaws, 

And  burn  the  long-liv'd  phoenix  in  her  blood : 

Make  glad  and  sorry  seasons,  as  thou  fleet'st, 

And  do  whate'er  thou  wilt,  swift-footed  Time, 

To  the  wide  world,  and  all  her  fading  sweets ; 

.But  I  forbid  thee  one  most  heinous  crime  : 

O  !  carve  not  with  thy  hours  my  love's  fair  brow, 

Nor  draw  no  lines  there  with  thine  antique  pen ; 

Him  in  thy  course  untainted  do  allow, 

For  beauty's  pattern  to  succeeding  men. 

Yet,  do  thy  worst,  old  Time :   despite  thy  wrong, 

My  love  shall  in  rny  verse  ever  live  young.9 

XXVI. 

'  It  may  be  needful  to  add,  (hat  in  Shakespeare's  time,  as  is 
often  shown  in  his  plays,  the  language  of  friendship  was  much  the 
game  as  that  of  love.  So  that,  in  speaking  to  or  of  his  male 
friends  with  a  degree  of  passionate  ardour,  such  us  a  gentleman 
would  now  hardly  venture  upon  using  to  or  about  bis  lady-love 
the  Poet  was  but  doing  a  common  thing.  H. 


SONNETS.  133 

XX.  18 » 

A  w  Oman's  face,  with  nature's  OWE.  hand  painted, 

Hast  thou,  the  master-mistress  of  my  passion ; 

A  woman's  gentle  heart,  but  not  acquainted 

With  shifting  change,  as  is  false  women's  fashion ; 

An  eye  more  bright  than  theirs,  less  false  in  rolling 

Gilding  the  object  whereupon  it  gazeth ; 

A  man  in  hue,  all  hues  in  his  controlling,10 

Which  steals  men's  eyes,  and  women's  souls  umazeth  ; 

And  for  a  woman  wert  thou  first  created ; 

Till  Nature,  as  she  wrought  thee,  fell  a-doting, 

And  by  addition  me  of  thee  defeated, 

By  adding  one  thing  to  my  purpose  nothing. 

But,  since  she  prick'd  thee  out  for  women's  pleasure, 

Mine  be  thy  love,  and  thy  love's  use  their  treasure. 

LI  II. 

XXI.  90 1 

80  is  it  not  with  me,  as  with  that  Muse 

Stirr'd  by  a  painted  beauty  to  his  verse, 

Who  heaven  itself  for  ornament  doth  use, 

And  every  fair  with  his  fair  doth  rehearse  ; 

Making  a  couplement  of  proud  compare, 

With  sun  and  moon,  with  earth  and  sea's  rich  gems, 

With  April's  first-born  flowers,  and  all  things  rare 

That  heaven's  air  in  this  huge  rondure  hems. 

O  !  let  me,  true  in  love,  but  truly  write ; 

And  then,  believe  me,  my  love  is  as  fair 

*  In  our  arrangement,  this  Sonnet  follows  the  xvii.,  and  the 
preceding  does  not  come  in  till  after  the  LV.  See  notes  on  page 
131. 

t  In  Knight's  classification,  this  Sonnei  comes  in  after  the  cxxx., 
snd  is  followed,  in  our  numbering,  by  the  cxxxix. 

10  In  the  original,  hues  is  spelt  with  a  capital,  Hews.  From 
t  is  slight  circumstance  Tyrwhitt  conjectured  that  «  the  begettei 
of  these  Sonnets"  was  a  Mr.  VV.  Hughes.  The  question  is  dit 
'•sssed  iu  our  Introduction.  H. 


134  SONNETS. 

As  any  mother's  child,  though  not  so  bright 
As  those  gold  candles  fix'd  in  heaven's  air. 
Let  them  say  more  that  like  of  hear-say  well ; 
I  will  not  praise,  that  purpose  not  to  sell. 

CXXX1X. 
XXII.  H0» 

My  glass  shall  not  persuade  me  I  am  old, 
So  long  as  youth  and  thou  are  of  one  date ; 
But  when  in  thee  time's  furrows  I  behold. 
Then  look  I  death  my  days  should  expirate. 
For  all  that  beauty  that  doth  cover  thee 
Is  but  the  seemly  raiment  of  my  heart, 
Which  in,  thy  breast  doth  live,  as  thine  in  me. 
How  can  I,  then,  ba  elder  than  thou  art  ? 
O  !  therefore,  love,  be  of  thyself  so  wary, 
As  I  not  for  myself  but  for  thee  will ; 
Bearing  thy  heart,  which  I  will  keep  so  chary 
As  tender  nurse  her  babe  from  faring  ill. 
Presume  not  on  thy  heart  when  mine  is  slain ; 
Thou  gav'st  me  thine,  not  to  give  back  again. 

LXIL 

XXIII.  26 1 

As  an  unperfect  actor  on  the  stage, 

Who  with  his  fear  is  put  besides  his  part ; 

Or  some  fierce  thing  replete  with  too  much  rage, 

Whose  strength's  abundance  weakens  his  own  heart 


»  Knight  arranges  this  Sonnet  as  in  continuation  of  the  cxxri. 
t  This  Sonnet,  in  Knight's  order,  follows  the  xiv.,  in  a  set  of 
three,  entitled  "  Dedications." 

11  A  similar  instance  of  expiate  occurs  in  King  Richard  III., 
Act  iii.  sc.  3 :  "  Make  haste,  the  hour  of  death  is  expiate."  It  i« 
thought  by  some  to  be  in  both  places  a  misprint  for  expirate ; 
which  seems  not  unlike! >  as  the  latter  gives  the  sense  required  bj 
the  context.  u 


SONNETS.  135 

So  I,  for  fear  of  trust,  forget  to  say 
The  perfect  ceremony  of  love's  rite ; 
And  in  mine  own  love's  strength  seem  to  decay, 
O'ercharg'd  with  burden  of  mine  own  love's  might. 
O  !  let  my  books  be,  then,  the  eloquence 
And  dumb  presagers  of  my  speaking  breast; 
Who  plead  for  love,  and  look  for  recompense, 
More  than  that  tongue  that  more  hath  more  ex» 

press'd. 

O !  learn  to  read  what  silent  love  hath  writ : 
To  hear  with  eyes  belongs  to  love's  fine  wit. 

XXIX. 
XXIV.  53* 

Mine  eye  hath  play'd  the  painter,  and  hath  stell'd 
Thy  beauty's  form  in  table  of  my  heart;1* 
My  body  is  the  frame  wherein  'tis  held, 
And  perspective  it  is  best  painter's  art ; 
For  through  the  painter  must  you  see  his  skill, 
To  find  where  your  true  image  pictur'd  lies  ; 
Which  in  my  bosom's  shop  is  hanging  still, 
That  hath  his  windows  glazed  with  thine  eyes. 
Now,  see  what  good  turns  eyes  for  eyes  have  done  i 
Mine  eyes  have  drawn  thy  shape,  and  thine  for  me 
Are  windows  to  my  breast,  wherethrough  the  sun 
Delights  to  peep,  to  gaze  therein  on  thee ; 
Yet  eyes  this  cunning  want,  to  grace  their  art, — 
They  draw  but  what  they  see,  know  not  the  heart. 

XLVI. 

*  This  Sonnet,  in  Knight's  order,  follows  the  xcn.,  and  is 
classed  along  with  the  XLVI.  and  xi.vii.,  as  forming  a  little  poem 
called  "  The  Picture." 

'*  Table  was  used  for  that  whereon  any  thing  was  engraved  or 
painted  ;  hence,  sometimes,  for  the  picture  itself,  as  in  a  passage 
of  North's  Plutarch,  quoted  in  the  remarks  on  Portia  in  our  In- 
troduction to  Julius  Csesar. —  In  Lucrece,  nole  43,  we  have  stell'd 
in  the  same  sense  as  it  bears  here.  In  this  place,  the  old  copies 
spell  the  woid  steel' d ;  hut  as  it  is  meant  to  rhyme  with  held,  iher* 
eau  be  uo  Joubt  that  s'dl'd  is  the  right  form.  M 


136  SONNETS. 

XXV.  25.» 

Let  those  who  are  in  favour  with  their  stars 
Of  public  honour  and  proud  titles  boast, 
Whilst  I,  whom  fortune  of  such  triumph  bars., 
Unlook'd-for  joy  in  tbat  I  honour  most. 
Great  princes'  favourites  their  fair  leaves  spread, 
But  as  the  marigold  at  the  sun's  eye, 
And  in  themselves  their  pride  lies  buried ; 
For  at  a  frown  they  in  their  glory  die. 
The  painful  warrior  famoused  for  fight,13 
After  a  thousand  victories  -jnce  foil'd, 
Is  from  the  book  of  honour  razed  quite, 
And  all  the  rest  forgot  for  which  he  toil'd : 
Then,  happy  I,  that  love  and  am  belov'd, 
Where  I  may  not  remove,  nor  be  remov'd. 

XXIII. 

XXVI.  24.  f 

Lord  of  my  love,  to  whom  in  vassalage 

Thy  merit  hath  my  duty  strongly  knit, 

To  thee  I  send  this  written  embassage, 

To  witness  duty,  not  to  show  my  wit : 

Duty  so  great,  which  wit  so  poor  as  mine 

May  make  seem  bare,  in  wanting  words  to  show  it. 

But  that  I  hope  some  good  conceit  of  thine 

In  thy  soul's  thought,  all  naked,  will  bestow  it ; 

Till  whatsoever  star  that  guides  my  moving, 

Points  on  me  graciously  with  fair  aspect, 

*  Knight  makes  this  Sonnet  follow  the  xxvi.,  in  the  set  of '«  Ded- 
ications." 

t  This  Sonnet  is  classed  by  Knight  as  the  first  in  a  trio  of  Ded- 
ications, the  other  two  being  the  xxv.  and  xxm. 

IS  The  original  has  worth  instead  of  fight,  which  latter  is  evi 
dently  required  for  the  rhyme.     Theobald  made  the  correction. 

H. 


SONNETS.  137 

And  puts  apparel  on  my  tatter'd  loving, 
To  show  me  worthy  of  thy  sweet  respect : 
Then  may  I  dare  to  boast  how  I  do  love  thee ; 
Till   then,  not  show  my  head   where   thou   may'st 
prove  me.  xxv 

xxvn.  3s.« 

Weary  with  toil  I  haste  me  to  my  bed, 

The  dear  repose  for  limbs  with  travel  tir'd ; 

But  then  begins  a  journey  in  my  head, 

To  work  my  mind  when  body's  work's  expir'd : 

For  then  my  thoughts  (from  far  where  I  abide) 

Intend  a  zealous  pilgrimage  to  thee, 

And  keep  my  drooping  eye-lids  open  wide, 

Looking  on  darkness  which  the  blind  do  see  ; 

Save  that  my  soul's  imaginary  sight 

Presents  thy  shadow  to  my  sightless  view, 

Which,  like  a  jewel  hung  in  ghastly  night, 

Makes  black  night  beauteous,  and  her  old  face  new 

Lo !  thus,  by  day  my  limbs,  by  night  my  mind, 

For  thee,  and  for  myself,  no  quiet  find. 

XXVIII.  39 

How  can  I,  then,  return  in  happy  plight, 
That  am  debarr'd  the  benefit  of  rest ; 
When  day's  oppression  is  not  eas'd  by  night, 
But  day  by  night,  and  night  by  day  oppress'd  1 
And  each,  though  enemies  to  cither's  reign, 
Do  in  consent  shake  hands  to  torture  me ; 
The  one  by  toil,  the  other  to  complain 
How  far  I  toil,  still  further  off  from  thee. 


*  This  Sonnet  and  the  next  are  arranged  by  Knight  in  contin- 
uation of  the  LII.,  in  a  set  of  nine,  entitled  «  Absence.  Th« 
series  begins  with  the  L. 


1  .'>0  SONNETS. 

I  tell  tlit  day,  to  please  him,  them  art  bright, 
And  dost  him  grace  when  clouds  do  blot  the  heaven 
So  Hatter  I  the  swart-complexion'd  night, 
When  sparkling  stars  twire   not,14  thou  gild'st  the 

even : 

Bat  day  doth  daily  draw  my  sorrows  longer, 
And  night  doth  nightly  make  grief's  strength  seem 

stronger.  LXI. 

XXIX.  27.* 

When,  in  disgrace  with  fortune  and  men's  eyes, 

I  all  alone  beweep  my  outcast  state, 

And  trouble  deaf  heaven  with  my  bootless  cries, 

And  look  upon  myself,  and  curse  my  fate ; 

Wishing  me  like  to  one  more  rich  in  hope, 

Featur'd  like  him,  like  him  with  friends  possess'd, 

Desiring  this  man's  art,  and  that  man's  scope, 

With  what  I  most  enjoy  contented  least ; 

Yet  in  these  thoughts  myself  almost  despising ; 

Haply  I  think  on  thee,  and  then  my  state, 

Like  to  the  lark  at  break  of  day  arising 

From  sullen  earth,  sings  hymns  at  heaven's  gate : 

For  thy  sweet  love  remember'd  such  wealth  brings, 

That  then  I  scorn  to  change  my  state  with  kings. 

XXX.  28. 

When  to  the  sessions  of  sweet  silent  thought 
I  summon  up  remembrance  of  things  past, 

*  Knight  makes  this  Sonnet  the  first  in  a  series  of  four,  with  the 
title  of  "  Confiding  Friendship."  The  other  three  follow  in  due 
order.  In  our  figuring  the  set  comes  next  after  the  xxm. 

14  It  seems  uncertain  whether  twire  is  here  used  in  the  sense  of 
twinkle  or  of  peep ;  probably  the  latter.  Thus  in  Jonson's  Sad 
Shepherd,  Act  ii.  sc.  1 :  "Which  maids  will  twirt  at  'tween  their 
fingers."  And  in  Beaumont  and  Fletcher's  Women  Pleased,  Act 
iv.  sc.  1  :  "I  saw  the  wench  that  twired  and  twinkled  at  thee  ;  the 
weuch  that's  new  come  hither,  the  young  smug  wench."  H 


SONNETS.  139 

1  sigh  the  lack  of  many  a  thing  I  sought, 

And  with  old  woes  new  wail  my  dear  time's  waste 

Then  can  I  drown  an  eye,  unus'd  to  flow, 

For  precious  friends  hid  in  death's  dateless  night, 

And  weep  afresh  1  )ve's  long-since  cancell'd  woe, 

And  moan  th'  expense  of  many  a  vanish'd  sight. 

Then  can  I  grieve  at  grievances  foregone, 

And  heavily  from  woe  to  woe  tell  o'er 

The  sad  account  of  fore-bemoaned  moan, 

Which  I  new  pay  as  if  not  paid  before : 

But  if  the  while  I  think  on  thee,  dear  friend, 

All  losses  are  restor'd,  and  sorrows  end. 

XXXI.  29. 

Thy  bosom  is  endeared  with  all  hearts, 
Which  I  by  lacking  have  supposed  dead ; 
And  there  reigns  love,  and  all  love's  loving  parts, 
And  all  those  friends  which  I  thought  buried. 
How  many  a  holy  and  obsequious  tear14 
Hath  dear -religious  love  stol'n  from  mine  eye, 
As  interest  of  the  dead,  which  now  appear 
But  things  remov'd,  that  hidden  in  thee  lie  ! 
Thou  art  the  grave  where  buried  love  doth  live, 
Hung  with  the  trophies  of  my  lovers  gone, 
Who  all  their  parts  of  me  to  thee  did  give; 
That  due  of  many  now  is  thine  alone. 
Their  images  I  lov'd  I  view  in  thee ; 
And  thou,  all  they,  hast  all  the  all  of  me. 

XXXII.  30. 

If  thou  survive  my  well-contented  day, 
When  that  churl  death  my  bones  with  dust  shall 
cover, 

15  Obsequious  here  means  funereal  or  relating  to  obsequies. 
The  Poet  several  times  has  the  word  iii  this  sense.  See  King 
Richard  111..  Act  i.  sc.  2,  note  1.  H 


140  SONNETS. 

And  shall  by  fortune  once  more  re-survey 
These  poor  rude  lines  of  thy  deceased  lover; 
Compare  them  with  the  bettering  of  the  time ; 
And  though  they  be  outstripp'd  by  every  pen, 
Reserve  them  for  my  love,  not  for  their  rhyme, 
Exceeded  by  the  height  of  happier  men. 
O !  then  vouchsafe  me  but  this  loving  thought : 
"  Had  my  friend's  Muse  grown  with  this  growing 

age, 

A  dearer  birth  than  this  his  love  had  brought, 
To  march  in  ranks  of  better  equipage : 
But  since  he  died,  and  poets  better  prove, 
Theirs  for  their  style  I'll  read,  his  for  his  love." 

XXXVI. 
XXXIII.  138.« 

Full  many  a  glorious  morning  have  I  seen 
Flatter  the  mountain  tops  with  sovereign  eye, 
Kissing  with  golden  face  the  meadows  green, 
Gilding  pale  streams  with  heavenly  alchemy ; 
Anon  permit  the  basest  clouds  to  ride 
With  ugly  rack  on  his  celestial  face,18 
And  from  the  forlorn  world  his  visage  hide, 
Stealing  unseen  to  west  with  this  disgrace. 
Even  so  my  sun  one  early  morn  did  shine, 
With  all-triumphant  splendour  on  my  brow ; 
But,  out,  alack  !   he  was  but  one  hour  mine ; 
The  region  cloud  hath  mask'd  him  from  me  now. 
Yet  him  for  this  my  love  no  whit  disdaineth ; 
Suns  of  the  world  may  stain,  when  heaven's  sun 
staineth. 

*  Knight  arranges  this  Sonnet  and  the  next  two  in  a  series  ol 
six,  entitled  "  Injury."     In  our  figuring,  it  follo'vs  the  cxi.iv. 

18  Rack  is  thin,  attenuated  vapour}  explained  in  The  Tempest 
Act  iv.  so.  1,  note  16.  H 


SONNETS.  141 

XXXIV.  139. 

Why  didst  thou  promise  such  a  beauteous  day, 
And  make  me  travel  forth  without  my  cloak, 
To  let  base  clouds  o'ertake  me  in  my  way, 
Hiding  thy  bravery  in  their  rotten  smoke  ? 
'Tis  not  enough  that  through  the  cloud  thou  break, 
To  dry  the  rain  on  my  storm-beaten  face ; 
For  no  man  well  of  such  a  salve  can  speak, 
That  heals  the  wound,  and  cures  not  the  disgrace : 
Nor  can  thy  shame  give  physic  to  my  grief; 
Though  thou  repent,  yet  I  have  still  the  loss : 
Th'  offender's  sorrow  lends  but  weak  relief 
To  him  that  bears  the  strong  offence's  cross." 
Ah  !  but  those  tears  are  pearl  which  thy  love  sheds, 
And  they  are  rich,  and  ransom  all  ill  deeds. 

XXXV.  140.» 

No  more  be  griev'd  at  that  which  thou  hast  done : 
Roses  have  thorns,  and  silver  fountains  mud ; 
Clouds  and  eclipses  stain  both  moon  and  sun, 
And  loathsome  canker  lives  in  sweetest  bud. 
All  men  make  faults,  and  even  I  in  this, 
Authorizing  thy  trespass  with  compare ; 
Myself  corrupting,  salving  thy  amiss,18 
Excusing  thy  sins  more  than  thy  sins  are : " 
For  to  thy  sensual  fault  I  bring  in  sense, 

*  The  remaining  Sonnets  in  this  series  of  six,  as  arranged  by 
Knight,  are  the  XL.,  XLI.,  and  XLII. 

17  Instead  of  cross,  the  old  copy  here  repeats  loss.     Malone 
made  the  change.  H. 

18  Amiss  was  sometimes  used  as  a  substantive,  for  any  thinf 
done  amiss.     See  Venus  and  Adonis,  note  1.  H. 

19  That  is,  making  (he  excuse  too  great  for  the  offence.  —  The 
meaning  of  the  next  three  lines  seems  to  be,  "I  bring  in  my  rea- 
son to  excuse  thy  fault,  and  to  commence  a  plea  against  roysdf 
for  being  as  much  in  fault  as  thou."  H. 


142  SONNETS. 

(Thy  a fl verse  party  is  thy  advocate,) 

And  'gainst  myself  a  lawful  plea  commence. 

Such  civil  war  is  in  my  love  and  hate, 

That  I  an  accessory  needs  must  be 

To  thai  sweet  thief,  which  sourly  rohs  from  m*. 

XL. 

XXXVI.  31.* 

Let  me  confess  that  we  two  must  be  twain, 

Although  our  undivided  loves  are  one : 

So  shall  those  blots  that  do  with  me  remain, 

Without  thy  help,  by  me  be  borne  alone. 

In  our  two  loves  there  is  but  one  respect, 

Though  in  our  lives  a  separable  spite ;  *° 

Which  though  it  alter  not  love's  sole  effect, 

Yet  doth  it  steal  sweet  hours  from  love's  delight. 

I  may  not  evermore  acknowledge  thee, 

Lest  my  bewailed  guilt  should  do  thee  shame ; 

Nor  thou  with  public  kindness  honour  me, 

Unless  thou  take  that  honour  from  thy  name : 

But  do  not  so ;   I  love  thee  in  such  sort, 

As,  thou  being  mine,  mine  is  thy  good  report. 

XXXVII.  32. 

As  a  decrepit  father  takes  delight 
To  see  his  active  child  do  deeds  of  youth, 
So  I,  made  lame  by  fortune's  dearest  spite,*1 
Take  all  my  comfort  of  thy  worth  and  truth ; 


*  This  and  the  next  three  Sonnets  are  in  Knight's  arrangement 
a  series  by  themselves,  entitled  "  Humility."  In  our  figuring,  they 
follow  the  xxxn. 

*°  That  is,  a  cruel  fate,  that  spitefully  separates  us. 

81  The  Poet  often  uses  dear  as  an  epithet  of  any  thing  thai 
moves  intense  feeling,  whether  of  love  or  the  reverse.  See  Twelftk 
Night,  Act  v.  sc.  1,  note  3.  H. 


SONNETS.  143 

Kor  whether  beauty,  birth,  or  wealth,  or  wit, 

Or  any  of  these  all,  or  all,  or  more, 

Entitled  in  thy  parts82  do  crowned  sit, 

I  make  my  love  engrafted  to  this  store : 

So  the1!!  I  am  not  lame,  poor,  nor  despis'd, 

Whilst  that  this  shadow  doth  such  substance  give 

That  I  in  thy  abundance  am  suffic'd, 

And  by  a  part  of  all  thy  glory  live. 

Look,  what  is  best,  that  best  I  wish  in  thee : 

This  wish  I  have ;  then,  ten  times  happy  me 

XXXVIII.  33. 

How  can  my  Muse  want  subject  to  invent, 

While  thou  dost  breathe,  that  pour'st  into  my  verse 

Thine  own  sweet  argument,  too  excellent 

For  every  vulgar  paper  to  rehearse  1 

O !   give  thyself  the  thanks,  if  aught  in  me, 

Worthy  perusal,  stand  against  thy  sight ; 

For  who's  so  dumb  that  cannot  write  to  thee, 

When  thou  thyself  dost  give  invention  light? 

Be  thou  the  tenth  Muse,  ten  times  more  in  worth 

Than  those  old  nine  which  rhymers  invocate ; 

And  he  that  calls  on  thee,  let  him  bring  forth 

Eternal  numbers  to  outlive  long  date. 

If  my  slight  Muse  do  please  these  curious  days, 

The  pain  be  mine,  but  thine  shall  be  the  praise. 

XXXIX.  34.» 

O !  how  thy  worth  with  manners  may  I  sing, 
When  thou  art  all  the  better  part  of  me? 
What  can  mine  own  praise  to  mine  own  self  bring] 
And  what  is't  but  mine  own,  when  I  praise  thee  ? 

*  This  Sonnet  is  the  fourth  and  last  in  Knight's  series  on  "Ha 
mility." 


The  meaning  seems  to  be,  "  ennobled  in  thy  parts." 


H. 


144  SONNETS. 

Even  for  this  let  us  divided  live, 

And  our  dear  love  lose  name  of  single  one; 

That  by  this  separation  I  may  give 

That  due  to  thee  which. thou  deserv'st  alone. 

0  absence  !   what  a  torment  would'st  thou  prove, 
Were  it  not  thy  sour  leisure  gave  sweet  leave 
To  entertain  the  time  with  thoughts  of  love, 
Which  time  arid  thoughts  so  sweetly  doth  deceive; 
And  that  thou  teachest  how  to  make  one  twain, 
By  praising  him  here,  who  doth  hence  remain. 

h 

XL.  141  * 

Take  all  my  loves,  my  love ;  yea,  take  them  all : 
What  hast  thou  then  more  than  thou  hadst  before  1 
No  love,  my  love,  that  thou  may'st  true  love  call : 
All  mine  was  thine  before  thou  hadst  this  more. 
Then,  if  for  my  love  thou  my  love  receivest, 

1  cannot  blame  thee,  for  my  love  thou  usest ; 
But  yet  be  blam'd,  if  thou  thyself  deceivest 
By  wilful  taste  of  what  thyself  refusest. 

I  do  forgive  thy  robbery,  gentle  thief, 
Although  thou  steal  thee  all  my  poverty ; 
And  yet  love  knows,  it  is  a  greater  grief 
To  bear  love's  wrong,  than  hate's  known  injury. 
Lascivious  grace,  in  whom  all  ill  well  shows, 
Kill  me  with  spites ;  yet  we  must  not  be  foes. 

XLI.  142. 

Those  petty  wrongs  that  liberty  commits, 
When  I  am  sometime  absent  from  thy  heart, 
Thy  beauty  and  thy  years  full  well  befits, 
For  still  temptation  follows  where  thou  art. 

*  This  Sonnet  and  the  next  two  are  classed  by  Knight  as  it 
continuation  of  the  xxxv.,  in  the  seres  on  "  Injury." 


SONNETS.  145 

Gentle  thou  art,  and  therefore  to  be  won  ; 
Beauteous  thou  art,  therefore  to  be  assail'd  ; 
And  when  a  woman  wooes,  what  woman's  son 
Will  sourly  leave  her  till  she  have  prevail'd  ? 
Ah  me  !  but  yet  thou  might'st  my    seat    forbear, 
And  chide  thy  beauty  and  thy  straying  youth, 
Who  lead  thee  in  their  riot  even  there 
Where  thou  art  forc'd  to  break  a  twofold  truth ; 
Hers,  by  thy  beauty  tempting  her  to  thee, 
Thine,  by  thy  beauty  being  false  to  me. 

XLII.  143." 

That  thou  hast  her,  it  is  not  all  my  grief; 

And  yet  it  may  be  said  I  lov'd  her  dearly : 

That  she  hath  thee,  is  of  my  wailing  chief; 

A  loss  in  love  that  touches  me  more  nearly. 

Loving  offenders,  thus  I  will  excuse  ye : 

Thou  dost  love  her,  because  thou  know'st  I  love  her , 

And  for  my  sake  even  so  doth  she  abuse  me, 

Suffering  my  friend  for  my  sake  to  approve  her. 

If  I  lose  thee,  my  loss  is  my  love's  gain ; 

And  losing  her,  my  friend  hath  found  that  loss ; 

Both  find  each  other,  and  I  lose  both  twain, 

And  both  for  my  sake  lay  on  me  this  cross. 

But  here's  the  joy,  my  friend  and  I  are  one: 

Sweet  flattery !  then,  she  loves  but  me  alone. 

XCIV 
XLIII.  41.  f 

When  most  I  wink,  then  do  mine  eyes  best  see, 
For  all  the  day  they  view  things  unrespected ; 

*  This  Sonnet  finishes  Knight's  series  «f  six  on  "  Injury." 
t  This  and  the  next  two  Sonnets  are  placed  by  Knight  in  con 

tinuation  of  the  LXI.,  in  the  series  of  nine,  entitled  "Absence," 

and  beginning  with  the  L. 


146  SONNFTS. 

But  when  I  sleep,  in  dreams  they  look  on  thee, 
And,  darkly  bright,  are  bright  in  dark  directed. 
Then  thou,  whose  shadow  shadows  doth  make 

bright, 

How  would  thy  shadow's  form  form  happy  show 
To  the  clear  day  with  thy  much  clearer  light, 
When  to  unseeing  eyes  thy  shade  shines  so  1 
How  would,  I  say,  mine  eyes  be  blessed  made 
By  looking  on  thee  in  the  living  day, 
When  in  dead  night  thy  fair  imperfect  shade 
Through  heavy  sleep  on  sightless  eyes  doth  stay  ? 
All  days  are  nights  to  see,  till  I  see  thee, 
And  nights  bright  days,  when  dreams  do  show  thec 

me. 

XLIV.  «. 

If  the  dull  substance  of  my  flesh  were  thought, 
Injurious  distance  should  not  stop  my  way  ; 
For  then,  despite  of  space,  I  would  be  brought 
From  limits  far  remote  where  thou  dost  stay. 
No  matter  then,  although  my  foot  did  stand 
Upon  the  farthest  earth  remov'd  from  thee ; 
For  nimble  thought  can  jump  both  sea  and  land, 
As  soon  as  think  the  place  where  he  would  be. 
But,  ah !  thought  kills  me,  that  I  am  not  thought, 
To  leap  large  lengths  of  miles  when  thou  art  gone 
But  that,  so  much  of  earth  and  water  wrought, 
I  must  attend  time's  leisure  with  my  moan ; 
Receiving  nought,  by  elements  so  slow, 
But  heavy  tears,  badges  of  cither's  woe." 


M  The  Poet  here  has  in  view  the  old  doctrine  of  philosophy 
that  all  things  were  composed  of  the  four  elements,  earth,  watei 
•ir,  and  fire.  See  our  Introduction  to  Julius  Caesar.  H. 


SONNETS.  147 

XLV.  43." 

The  other  two,  slight  air  and  purging  fire, 

Are  both  wilh  thee,  wherever  I  abide; 

The  first  my  thought,  the  other  my  denire, 

These  present-absent  with  swift  motion  slide : 

For  when  these  quicker  elements  are  gone 

In  tender  embassy  of  love  to  thee, 

My  life,  being  made  of  four,  with  two  alone 

Sinks  down  to  death,  oppress'd  with  melancholy; 

Until  life's  composition  be  recur'd 

By  those  swift  messengers  return'd  from  thee, 

Who  even  but  now  come  back  again,  assur'd 

Of  thy  fair  health,  recounting  it  to  me : 

This  told,  I  joy ;  but  then,  no  longer  glad, 

I  send  them  back  again,  and  straight  grow  sad. 

XLVIII. 

XI.  VJ.  54.  f 

Mine  eye  and  heart  are  at  a  mortal  war, 

How  to  divide  the  conquest  of  thy  sight ; 

Mine  eye  my  heart  thy  picture's  sight  would  bar, 

My  heart  mine  eye  the  freedom  of  that  right. 

My  heart  doth  plead,  that  tliou  in  him  dost  lie, 

A  closet  never  pierc'd  with  crystal  eyes ; 

But  the  defendant  doth  that  plea  deny, 

And  says  in  him  thy  fair  appearance  lies. 

To  'cide  this  title  is  impannelled 

A  quest  of  thoughts,*4  all  tenants  to  the  bean ; 


*  This  Sonnet  closes  Knight's  series  of  nine  beginning  with  the 
L.,  and  entitled  "  Absence." 

t  Knight  places  this  Sonnet  aud  the  next  in  continuation  of  the 
n  "The  Picture." 


54  That  is,  to  decide  this  title  an  inquest  or  jury  of  thoughts  if 
impannelled.  —  We  have  repeatedly  seen  that  moiety  was  used 
for  any  part,  c-f  a  thing.  So  in  the  dedication  of  Lucrece,  note  1  , 

B. 


148  SONNETS 

And  by  their  verdict  is  determined 
The  clear  eye's  moiety,  and  the  dear  heart's  part 
As  thus,  —  Mine  eye's  due  is  thine  outward  part, 
And  my  heart's  right  thine  inward  love  of  heart. 

XLVII.  55* 

Betwixt  mine  eye  and  heart  a  league  is  took, 
And  each  doth  good  turns  now  unto  the  other : 
When  that  mine  eye  is  famish'd  for  a  look, 
Or  heart  in  love  with  sighs  himself  doth  smother, 
With  my  love's  picture  then  my  eye  doth  feast. 
And  to  the  painted  banquet  bids  my  heart ; 
Another  time  mine  eye  is  my  heart's  guest, 
And  in  his  thoughts  of  love  doth  share  a  part : 
So,  either  by  thy  picture  or  my  love, 
Thyself  away  art  present  still  with  me ; 
For  thou  not  further  than  my  thoughts  canst  move» 
And  I  am  still  with  them,  and  they  with  thee ; 
Or,  if  they  sleep,  thy  picture  in  my  sight 
Awakes  my  heart  to  heart's  and  eye's  delight. 

LXXVII. 
XLVIIL  44.  t 

How  careful  was  I,  when  I  took  my  way, 
Each  trifle  under  truest  bars  to  thrust ; 
That  to  my  use  it  might  unused  stay 
From  hands  of  falsehood,  in  sure  wards  of  trust ! 
But  thou,  to  whom  my  jewels  trifles  are, 
Most  worthy  comfort,  now  my  greatest  grief, 
Thou,  best  of  dearest,  and  mine  only  care, 
Art  left  the  prey  of  every  vulgar  thief. 

*  This  Sonnet  closes  Knight's  series  of  three,  beginning  witfc 
the  xxiv.,  ind  called  "The  Picture." 

t  Knight  makes  this  Sonnet  the  first  in  a  seriei  of  nine,  entitled 
"  Estrangement." 


SONNETS.  149 

Thee  have  I  not  lock'd  up  in  any  chest, 

Save  where  thou  nrt  not,  though  I  feel  thou  art, 

Within  the  gentle  closure  of  rny  breast, 

From  whence  at  pleasure  thou  may'st  come  and  part; 

And  even  thence  thou  wilt  be  stol'n,  I  fear, 

For  truth  proves  thievish  for  a  prize  so  dear. 

LXXV 
XLIX.  46* 

Against  that  time,  if  ever  that  time  come. 
When  I  shall  see  thee  frown  on  my  defects, 
Whenas  thy  love  hath  cast  his  utmost  sum, 
Call'd  to  that  audit  by  advis'd  respects ; 
Against  that  time,  when  thou  shalt  strangely  pass, 
And  scarcely  greet  me  with  that  sun,  thine  eye ; 
When  love,  converted  from  the  thing  it  was, 
Shall  reasons  find  of  settled  gravity ;  — 
Against  that  time  do  I  ensconce  me  here 
Within  the  knowledge  of  mine  own  desert, 
And  this  my  hand  against  myself  uprear, 
To  guard  the  lawful  reasons  on  thy  part: 
To  leave  poor  me  thou  hast  the  strength  of  laws, 
Since,  why  to  love,  1  can  allege  no  cause. 

LXXXVIII. 

L.  35.  f 

How  heavy  do  I  journey  on  the  way, 
When  what  I  seek  (my  weary  travels'  end) 
Doth  teach  that  ease  and  that  repose  to  say, 
"Thus  far  the  miles  are  measur'd  from  thy  friend!*1 
The  beast  that  bears  me,  tired  with  my  woe, 
Plods  dully  on,  to  bear  that  weight  in  me ; 

*  Knight  makes  this  Sonnet  continuate  with  the  LXXY.,  in  th« 
series  on  "  Estrangement,"  beginning  with  the  XLVIII. 

t  This  Sonnet  is  placed  by  Knight  as  the  first  in  the  series  o/ 
nine,  entitled  "  Absence." 


1  SONNET?. 

As  if  by  some  instinct  the  wretch  did  know- 
Ills  rider  lov'd  not  speed,  being  made  from  thee. 
The  bloody  spur  cannot  provoke  him  on, 
That  sometimes  anger  thrusts  into  his  hide, 
Which  heavily  he  answers  with  a  groan, 
Mqre  sharp  to  me  than  spurring  to  his  side ; 
For  that  same  groan  doth  put  this  in  my  mind,— 
My  grief  lies  onward,  and  my  joy  behind. 


Li-  36. 

Thus  can  my  love  excuse  the  slow  offence 
Of  my  dull  bearer,  when  from  thee  I  speed : 
From  where  thou  art  why  should  I  haste  me  thence  1 
Till  I  return,  of  posting  is  no  need. 
O !   what  excuse  will  my  poor  beast  then  find, 
When  swift  extremity  can  seem  but  slow  1 
Then  should  I  spur,  though  mounted  on  the  wind ; 
In  winged  speed  no  motion  shall  I  know: 
Then  can  no  horse  with  my  desire  keep  pace ; 
Therefore  desire,  of  perfectVt  love  being  made, 
Shall  neigh  (no  dull  flesh)  in  his  fiery  race ; 
But  love,  for  love,  thus  shall  excuse  my  jade : 
Since  from  thee  going  he  went  wilful-slow, 
Towards  thee  I'll  run,  and  give  him  leave  to  go. 

LII.  37. 

So  am  I  as  the  rich,  whose  blessed  kev 
Can  bring  him  to  his  sweet  up-locked  treasure, 
The  which  he  will  not  every  hour  survey, 
For  blunting  the  fine  point  of  seldom  pleasure. 
Therefore  are  feasts  so  solemn  and  so  rare, 
Since  seldom  coming,  in  the  long  year  set, 


SONNETS.  151 

Like  stones  of  worth  they  thinly  placed  are, 
Or  captain  jewels  in  the  carcanet.2* 
So  is  the  time  that  keeps  you,  as  my  chest, 
Or  as  the  wardrobe  which  the  robe  doth  hide, 
To  make  some  special  instant  special-bless'd, 
By  new  unfolding  his  imprisoti'd  pride. 
Blessed  are  you,  whose  worthiness  gives  scope, 
Being  had,  to  triumph,  being  lack'd,  to  hope. 

XXVIL 
LIII.  19.» 

What  is  your  substance,  whereof  are  you  made, 

That  millions  of  strange  shadows  on  you  tend  ? 

Since  every  one  hath,  every  one,  one  shade ; 

And  you,  but  one,  can  every  shadow  lend. 

Describe  Adonis,  and  the  counterfeit 

Is  poorly  imitated  after  you  ; 

On  Helen's  cheek  all  art  of  beauty  set, 

And  you  in  Grecian  tires  are  painted  new : 

Speak  of  the  spring,  and  foison  of  the  year," 

The  one  doth  shadow  of  your  beauty  show, 

The  other  as  your  bounty  doth  appear, 

And  you  in  every  blessed  shape  we  know. 

In  all  external  grace  you  have  some  part ; 

But  you  like  none,  none  you,  for  constant  heart. 

LIV.  20. 

O  !  how  much  more  doth  beauty  beauteous  seem, 
By  that  sweet  ornament  which  truth  doth  give ! 

•  In  our  arrangement,  this  Sonnet  and  the  next  are  made  eon 
tinuate  with  the  XL.  in  the  series  of  twenty-three,  wherein  the  Po« 
advises  his  friend  to  marry.  See  notes  on  page  131. 

86  Captain  is  chfff  or  principal.  A  carcanet  is  a  necklace 
See  The  Comedy  of  Errors,  Act  iii.  sc.  1,  note  1.  B. 

**  Poison  i.s  plenty,  or  abundance 


152  SONNETS. 

The  rose  looks  fair,  but  fairer  we  it  deem 
For  that  sweet  odour  which  doth  in  it  live. 
The  canker-blooms  have  full  as  deep  a  die," 
As  the  perfumed  tincture  of  the  roses ; 
Hang1  on  such  thorns,  and  play  as  wantonly, 
When  summer's  breath  their  masked  buds  discloses: 
But,  for  their  virtue  only  is  their  show, 
They  live  unwoo'd,  and  unrespected  fade ; 
Die  to  themselves.     Sweet  roses  do  not  so ; 
Of  their  sweet  deaths  are  sweetest  odours  made : 
And  so  of  you,  beauteous  and  lovely  youth, 
When  that  shall  fade,  my  verse  distils  your  truth. 

xvin. 

LV.  22." 

Not  marble,  nor  the  gilded  monuments 

Of  princes,  shall  outlive  this  powerful  rhyme ; 

But  you  shall  shine  more  bright  in  these  contents 

Than  unswept  stone,  besmear'd  with  sluttish  time. 

When  wasteful  war  shall  statues  overturn, 

And  broils  root  out  the  work  of  masonry, 

Nor  Mars  his  sword  nor  war's  quick  fire  shall  burn 

The  living  record  of  your  memory. 

'Gainst  death  and  all-oblivious  enmity 

Shall  you  pace   forth  ;   your  praise  shall  still  find 

room, 

Even  in  the  eyes  of  all  posterity, 
That  wear  this  world  out  to  the  ending  doom. 
So,  till  the  judgment  that  yourself  arise, 
You  live  in  this,  and  dwell  in  lovers'  eyes. 

XIX. 

*  In  our  arrangement,  this  Sonnet  follows  the  XTIII.,  a«  part  of 
the  series  wherein  the  Poet  urges  upou  his  friend  divers  reasons  foi 
marrying'.  See  notes  on  page  131. 

17  Canker-blooms  are  the  blossoms  of  the  canker-rose  or  «kg_ 
rose.  See  1  Heurv  IV.,  Act  i.  sc.  3,  note  17.  H 


SONNETS.  153 

LVI.  96_* 

S  vreet  love,  renew  thy  force  ;  be  it  not  said, 
Thy  edge  should  blunter  be  than  appetite, 
Which  but  to-day  by  feeding  is  allay'd, 
To-morrow  sharpen'd  in  his  former  might : 
So,  love,  be  thou ;  although  to-day  thou  fill 
Thy  hungry  eyes,  even  till  they  wink  with  fulness, 
To-morrow  see  again,  and  do  not  kill 
The  spirit  of  love  with  a  perpetual  dulness. 
Let  this  sad  interim  like  the  ocean  be 
Which  parts  the  shore,  where  two  contracted -new 
Come  daily  to  the  banks,  that,  when  they  see 
Return  of  love,  more  bless'd  may  be  the  view: 
Or  call  it  winter,  which,  being  full  of  care, 
Makes  summer's  welcome  thrice  more  wish'd,  more 
rare. 

CXLV. 

LVII.  94.  f 

Being  your  slave,  what  should  I  do  but  tend 
Upon  the  hours  and  times  of  your  desire? 
I  have  no  precious  time  at  all  to  spend, 
Nor  services  to  do,  till  you  require. 
Nor  dare  1  chide  the  world-without-end  hour,** 
Whilst  I,  my  sovereign,  watch  the  clock  for  you: 
Nor  think  the  bitterness  of  absence  sour, 
When  you  have  bid  your  servant  once  adieu : 
Nor  dare  I  question  with  my  jealous  thought 
Where  you  may  be,  or  your  affairs  suppose ; 

*  This  Sonnet  is  regarded  by  Knight  as  standing  alone,  and 
having  "Coldness"  for  its  subject.  In  our  figuring.,  it  follows  th« 

i,  Yin. 

t  This  Sonnet  and  the  next  are  regarded  by  Knight  as  standing 
together  alone,  and  having  "Slavery"  for  their  subject.  In  oui 
numbering  they  follow  the  CXLIX. 

M  That  is,  the  tedious  hour  that  seems  as  if  it  never  would  end 


15  SONNETS. 

But,  like  a  sad  slave,  stay  and  think  of  nought, 
Save,  where  you  are,  how  happy  you  make  those. 
So  true  a  fool  is  love,  that  in  your  will, 
Though  you  do  any  thing,  he  thinks  no  ill. 

LVIII.  95. 

That  God  forbid,  that  made  me  first  your  slave, 
I  should  in  thought  control  your  times  of  pleasure 
Or  at  your  hand  th'  account  of  hours  to  crave, 
Being  your  vassal,  bound  to  stay  your  leisure  ! 

0  !   let  me  suffer,  being  at  your  beck, 
Th'  imprison'd  absence  of  your  liberty  ; 

And  patience,  tame  to  sufferance,  bide  each  check, 

Without  accusing  you  of  injury. 

Be  where  you  list,  your  charter  is  so  strong, 

That  you  yourself  may  privilege  your  time 

To  what  you  will;  to  you  it  doth  belong 

Yourself  to  pardon  of  self-doing  crime. 

1  am  to  wait,  though  waiting  so  be  hell, 
Not  blame  your  pleasure,  be  it  ill  or  well. 

LVI. 

LIX.  107.* 

If  there  be  nothing  new,  but  that  which  is 
Hath  been  before,  how  are  our  brains  beguil'd, 
Which,  labouring  for  invention,  bear  amiss 
The  second  burthen  of  a  former  child? 
O !  that  record  could  with  a  backAvard  look, 
Even  of  five  hundred  courses  of  the  sun, 
Show  me  your  image  in  some  antique  book, 
Since  mind  at  first  in  character  was  done ! 


*  This  Sonnet  and  ihe  next  are  classed  by  Knight  as  the  1as« 
in  a  series  of  eleven,  beginning  with  the  C.,  and  probably  addressed 
to  the  same  person  as  the  first  nineteen.  In  our  numbering,  the) 
follow  the  cvin. 


SONNETS.  1&5 

That  I  might  see  whit  the  old  world  could  say 

To  this  composed  wonder  of  your  frame ; 

Whether  we're  mended,  or  where  better  they,*' 

Or  whether  revolution  be  the  same. 

O !  sure  I  am,  the  wits  of  former  days 

To  subjects  worse  have  given  admiring  praise. 

LX.  108. 

Like  as  the  waves  make  towards  the  pebbled  short), 

So  do  our  minutes  hasten  to  their  end ; 

Each  changing  place  with  that  which  goes  before, 

In  sequent  toil  all  forwards  do  contend. 

Nativity,  once  in  the  main  of  light,30 

Crawls  to  maturity,  wherewith  being  crown'd, 

Crooked  eclipses  'gainst  his  glory  fight ; 

Arid  time  that  gave,  doth  now  his  gift  confound. 

Time  doth  transfix  the  flourish  set  on  youth, 

And  delves  the  parallels  in  beauty's  brow ; 

Feeds  on  the  rarities  of  nature's  truth, 

And  nothing  stands  but  for  his  scythe  to  mow : 

And  yet  to  times  in  hope  my  verse  shall  stand, 

Praising  thy  worth,  despite  his  cruel  hand. 

CXXVI. 
LXI.  40.* 

Is  it  thy  will,  thy  image  should  keep  open 
My  heavy  eye-lids  to  the  weary  night  ? 
Dost  thou  desire  my  slumbers  should  be  broken, 
While  shadows,  like  to  thee,  do  mock  my  sight? 

*  This  Sonnet  is  classed  by  Knight  as  the  sixth,  in  the  series  01 
'  Absence,"  beginning  with  the  L. 

*  That  is,  where'n  or  in  what  respects  they  were  better.     H. 
*°  The  great  body  of  light,  or,  perhaps,  the  ocean  of  light. 


156  SONNETS*. 

Is  it  thy  spirit  that  thou  send'st  from  thee 

So  far  from  home,  into  my  deeds  to  pry ; 

To  find  out  shames  and  idle  hours  in  me, 

The  scope  and  tenour  of  thy  jealousy? 

O,  no !   thy  love,  though  much,  is  not  so  great . 

It  is  my  love  that  keeps  mine  eye  awake ; 

Mine  own  true  love  that  doth  my  rest  defeat 

To  play  the  watchman  ever  for  thy  sake : 

For  thee  watch  I,  whilst  thou  dost  wake  elsewhere, 

From  me  far  off,  with  others  all  too  near. 

XLIII. 
LXII.  HI.* 

Sin  of  self-love  posscsseth  all  mine  eye, 
And  all  my  soul,  and  all  my  every  part ; 
And  for  this  sin  there  is  no  remedy, 
It  is  so  grounded  inward  in  my  heart. 
Methinks,  no  face  so  gracious  is  as  mine, 
No  shape  so  true,  no  truth  of  such  account ; 
And  for  myself  mine  own  worth  do  define, 
As  I  all  other  in  all  worths  surmount. 
But  when  my  glass  shows  me  myself  indeed, 
Bated   and   chapp'd  with  tanri'd  antiquity, 
Mine  own  self-love  quite  contrary  I  read ; 
Self  so  self-loving  were  iniquity. 
'Tis  thee  (myself)  that  for  myself  I  praise, 
Painting  my  age  with  beauty  of  thy  days. 

LXIII.  112. 

Against  my  love  shall  be,  as  I  am  now, 

W  th  time's  injurious  hand  crush'd  and  o'erworn  ; 

".This  and  the  twelve  following  Sonnets  are  placed  by  Knight 
in  a  continuous  series  of  sixteen,  beginning  with  the  cxxvi.,  in- 
eluding,  next,  the  xxu.,  and  ending  with  the  LXXXI 


SONNETS.  157 

When   hours  have  drain'd  his  blood,  and  fill'd  his 

brow 

With  lines  and  wrinkles  ;   when  his  youthful  morn 
Hath  travell'd  on  to  age's  steepy  night ; 
And  all  those  beauties,  whereof  now  he's  king, 
Are  vanishing  or  vanish'd  out  of  sight, 
Stealing  away  the  treasure  of  his  spring;  — 
For  such  a  time  do  I  now  fortify 
Against  confounding  age's  cruel  knife, 
That  he  shall  never  cut  from  memory 
My  sweet  love's  beauty,  though  my  lover's  life  : 
His  beauty  shall  in  these  black  lines  be  seen  ; 
And  they  shall  live,  and  he  in  them  still  green. 

LX1V.  113. 

When  I  have  seen  by  Time's  fell  hand  defac'd 
The  rich-proud  cost  of  outworn  buried  age  ; 
When  sometime  lofty  towers  I  see  down-raz'd. 
And  brass  eternal,  slave  to  mortal  rage; 
When  I  have  seen  the  hungry  ocean  gain 
Advantage  on  the  kingdom  of  the  shore, 
And  the  firm  soil  win  of  the  watery  main, 
Increasing  store  with  loss,  and  loss  with  store;  — 
When  I  have  seen  such  interchange  of  state, 
Or  state  itself  confounded  to  decay, 
Ruin  hath  taught  me  thus  to  ruminate, — 
That  time  will  come,  and  take  my  love  away. 
This  thought  is  as  a  death,  which  cannot  choose 
But  weep  to  have  that  which  it  fears  to  lose 

LXV.  114. 

Since  brass,  nor  stone,  nor  earth,  nor  boundless  sea, 
But  sad  mortality  o'erswuvs  their  power, 


158  SONNETS. 

[low  with  this  rage  shall  beauty  hold  a  plea, 

Whose  action  is  no  stronger  than  a  flower? 

O  !   how  shall  summer's  honey  breath  hold  out 

Against  the  wreckful  siege  of  battering  days, 

When  rocks  impregnable  are  not  so  stout, 

Nor  gates  of  steel  so  strong,  but  time  decays? 

O,  fearful  meditation  !   where,  alack  ! 

Shall  time's  best  jewel  from  time's  chest  lie  hull 

Or  what  strong  hand  can  hold  his  swift  foot  back  1 

Or  who  his  spoil  of  beauty  can  forbid? 

O,  none  !   unless  this  miracle  have  might, 

That  in  black  ink  my  love  may  still  shine  bright 


us. 

Tir'd  with  all  these,  for  restful  death  I  cry;  — 

As,  to  behold  desert  a  beggar  born, 

And  needy  nothing  trimm'd  in  jollity, 

And  purest  faith  unhappily  forsworn, 

And  gilded  honour  shamefully  misplac'd, 

And  maiden  virtue  rudely  strum  peted, 

And  right  perfection  wrongfully  disgrac'd, 

And  strength  by  limping  sway  disabled, 

And  art  made  tongue-tied  by  authority, 

And  folly  (doctor-like)  controlling  skill, 

And  simple  truth  miscall'd  simplicity, 

And  captive  good  attending  captain  ill: 

Tir'd  with  all  these,  from  these  would  1  be  gone, 

Save  that,  to  die,  I  leave  my  love  alone. 

LXVII.  H6. 

Ah  !   wherefore  with  infection  should  he  live, 
And  with  his  presence  grace  impiety, 
That  sin  by  him  advantage  should  achieve, 
And  lace  itself  with  his  society  ? 


SONNETS.  »59 

Why  should  false  painting  imitate  his  cheek, 
And  steal  dead  seeing  of  his  living  hue? 
Why  should  poor  beauty  indirectly  seek 
Roses  of  shadow,  since  his  rose  is  true  ? 
Why  should  he  live,  now  nature  bankrupt  is,' 
Beggar'd  of  blood  to  blush  through  lively  veins? 
For  she  hath  no  exchequer  now  but  his, 
And,  proud  of  many,  lives  upon  his  gains. 
O  !  him  she  stores,  to  show  what  wealth  she  h.«.d 
In  days  long  since,  before  these  last  so  bad. 

LXVIII.  117. 

Thus  is  his  cheek  the  map  of  days  outworn, 
When  beauty  liv'd  and  died  as  flowers  do  now, 
Before  these  bastard  signs  of  fair  were  born, 
Or  durst  inhabit  on  a  living  brow ; 
Before  the  golden  tresses  of  the  dead, 
The  right  of  sepulchres,  were  shorn  away, 
To  live  a  second  life  on  second  head, 
Ere  beauty's  dead  fleece  made  another  gay.81 
In  him  those  holy  antique  hours  are  seen, 
Without  all  ornament,  itself,  and  true, 
Making  no  summer  of  another's  green, 
Robbing  no  old  to  dress  his  beauty  new  ; 
And  him  as  for  a  map  doth  nature  store, 
To  show  false  art  what  beauty  was  of  yore. 

LXIX.  118. 

Those  parts  of  thee  that  the  world's  eye  doth  view 
Want  nothing  that  the  thought  of  hearts  can  mend : 
All  tongues  (the  voice  of  souls)  give  thee  that  due, 
Uttering  bare  truth,  even  so  as  foes  commend. 

31  The  Poet  has  several  allusions  to  this  custom  of  tht  time 
See  The  Merchant  of  Venice,  Act  iii.  sc.  2,  note  6;  and  Much  Ado 
about  Nothing,  Act  ii  sc.  3,  note  4.  a 


160  SONNETS. 

Thine  outward  thus  with  outward  praise  is  ciown'd; 

But  those  same  tongues  that  give  thee  so  thine  own, 

In  other  accents  do  this  praise  confound, 

By  seeing  further  than  the  eye  hath  shown. 

They  look  into  the  beauty  of  thy  mind, 

And  that,  in  guess,  they  measure  by  thy  deeds ; 

Then   (churls)  their  thoughts,   although  their  eyes 

were  kind, 

To  thy  fair  flower  add  the  rank  smell  of  weeds : 
But  why  thy  odour  matcheth  not  thy  show, 
The  solve  is  this,  —  that  thou  dost  common  grow.3* 

LXX.  119. 

That  thou  art  blam'd,  shall  not  be  thy  defect. 

For  slander's  mark  was  ever  yet  the  fair ; 

The  ornament  of  beauty  is  suspect,33 

A  crow  that  flies  in  heaven's  sweetest  air. 

So  thou  be  good,  slander  doth  but  approve 

Thy  worth  the  greater,  being  woo'd  of  time ; 

For  canker  vice  the  sweetest  buds  doth  love, 

And  thou  present's!  a  pure,  unstained  prime. 

Thou  hast  pass'd  by  the  ambush  of  young  days, 

Either  not  assail'd,  or  victor  being  charg'd ; 

Yet  this  thy  praise  cannot  be  so  thy  praise, 

To  tie  up  envy,  evermore  enlarg'd : 

If  some  suspect  of  ill  mask'd  not  thy  show, 

Then  thou  alone  kingdoms  of  hearts  should'st  owe. 

LXXI.  120. 

No  longer  mourn  for  me  when  I  am  dead, 
Than  you  shall  hear  the  surly  sullen  bell 

sl  The  original  has  solye,  which  Malone  properly  changed  if 
solrt,  meaning,  of  course,  solution.  H. 

83   Susvect  fot  suspicion ;  a  common  usage  with  ihe  Foet. 

H. 


SONNETS.  161 

Give  warning1  to  the  world  that  I  am  fled 
From  this  vile  world,  with  vilest  worms  to  dwell 
Nay,  if  you  read  this  line,  remember  not 
The  hand  that  writ  it ;   for  I  love  you  so, 
That  I  in  your  sweet  thoughts  would  be  forgot, 
If  thinking  on  me  then  should  make  you  woe. 
O  !  if  (F  say)  you  look  upon  this  verse, 
When  I  perhaps  compounded  am  with  clay, 
Do  not  so  much  as  my  poor  name  rehearse, 
But  let  your  love  even  with  my  life  decay ; 
Lest  the  wise  world  should  look  into  your  moan, 
And  mock  you  with  me  after  I  am  gone. 

LXXII.  121. 

O !  lest  the  world  should  task  you  to  recite 
What  merit  liv'd  in  me,  that  you  should  love 
After  my  death,  dear  love,  forget  me  quite  ; 
For  you  in  me  can  nothing  worthy  prove, 
Unless  you  would  devise  some  virtuous  lie, 
To  do  more  for  me  than  mine  own  desert, 
And  hang  more  praise  upon  deceased  I 
Than  niggard  truth  would  willingly  impart. 
O  !  lest  your  true  love  may  seem  false  in  this, 
That  you  for  love  speak  well  of  me  untrue, 
My  name  be  buried  where  my  body  is, 
And  live  no  more  to  shame  nor  me  nor  you  i 
For  I  am  sham'd  by  that  which  I  bring  forth, 
And  so  should  you,  to  love  things  nothing  worth. 

LXXHI.  122. 

That  time  of  year  thou  may'st  in  me  behold, 
When  yellow  leaves,  or  none,  or  few,  do  hang 
Upon  those  boughs  which  shake  against  the  cold  ; 
Bare,  ruin'd  choirs,  where  late  the  sweet  birds  sang 


162  SONNETS. 

In  me  thou  seest  the  twilight  of  such  day, 

As  after  >,unset  fadeth  in  the  west, 

Which  by  arid  by  black  night  doth  take  away, 

Death's  second  self,  that  seals  up  all  in  rest : 

In  me  thou  seest  the  glowing  of  such  fire, 

That  on  the  ashes  of  his  youth  doth  lie ; 

As  the  death-bed  whereon  it  must  expire, 

Consum'd  with  that  which  it  was  nourish'd  by. 

This  thou   perceiv'st,  which  makes  thy  love  more 

strong, 
To  love  that  well  which  thou  must  leave  ere  long. 

LXXIV.  123.« 

But  be  contented  :  when  that  fell  arrest 

Without  all  bail  shall  carry  me  away, 

My  life  hath  in  this  line  some  interest, 

Which  for  memorial  still  with  thee  shall  stay . 

When  thou  reviewest  this,  thou  dost  review 

The  very  part  was  consecrate  to  thee. 

The  earth  can  have  but  earth,  which  is  his  due ; 

My  spirit  is  thine,  the  better  part  of  me : 

So  then  thou  hast  but  lost  the  dregs  of  life, 

The  prey  of  worms,  my  body  being  dead  ; 

The  coward  conquest  of  a  wretch's  knife, 

Too  base  of  thee  to  be  remembered. 

The  worth  of  that,  is  that  which  it  contains; 

And  that  is  this,  and  this  with  thee  remains. 

LXXXI. 

LXXV.  45.  f 

So  are  you  to  my  thoughts  as  food  to  life, 

Or  as  sweet-season'd  showers  are  to  the  ground ; 

*  This  Sonnet  is  classed  by  Knight  as  the  fifteenth  in  a  serial 
beginning  with  the  cxxvi.,  and  ending  with  the  LXXXI. 

t  This  Sonnet  is  made  the  second  in  a  series  of  nine  entitled 
"  Estrangement,"  beginning  with  the  XLVIII. 


SONNETS.  163 

And  for  the  peace  of  you  I  hold  such  strife 

As  'twixt  a  miser  arid  his  wealth  is  found : 

Now  proud  as  an  enjoyer,  and  anon 

Doubting  the  filching  age  will  steal  his  treasure ; 

Now  counting  best  to  be  with  you  alone, 

Then  better'd  that  the  world  may  see  my  pleasure : 

Sometime,  all  full  with  feasting  on  your  sight, 

And  by  and  by  clean  starved  for  a  look; 

Possessing  or  pursuing  no  delight, 

Save  what  is  had  or  must  from  you  be  took. 

Thus  do  I  pine  and  surfeit  day  by  day, 

Or  gluttoning  on  all,  or  all  away. 

ZLIZ. 

LXXVI.  fi7.» 

Why  is  my  verse  so  barren  of  new  pride, 
So  far  from  variation  or  quick  change  ? 
Why,  with  the  time,  do  I  not  glance  aside 
To  new-found  methods  and  to  compounds  strange  1 
Why  write  I  still  all  one,  ever  the  same, 
And  keep  invention  in  a  noted  weed, 
That  every  word  doth  almost  tell  my  name, 
Showing    their    birth,    and    where    they    did    pro- 
ceed? 

O  !  know,  sweet  love,  I  always  write  of  you, 
And  you  and  love  are  still  my  argument ; 
So,  all  my  best  is  dressing  old  words  new, 
Spending  again  what  is  already  spent : 
For  as  the  sun  is  daily  new  and  old, 
So  is  my  love  still  telling  what  is  told. 

LXXVIII. 

*  Knight  makes  this  Sonnet  the  first  in  a  series  of  ten  with  tha 
tillt  of  "Rivalry."     In  our  numbering',  it  follows  the  LXiru, 


164  SONNETS. 

LXXVII.  56." 

Thy  glass  will  show  thee  how  thy  beauties  wear, 
Thy  dial  how  thy  precious  minutes  waste ; 
The  vacant  leaves  thy  mind's  imprint  will  bear, 
And  of  this  book  this  learning  may'st  thou  taste : 
The  wrinkles  which  thy  glass  will  truly  show, 
Of  mouthed  graves  will  give  thee  memory ; 
Thou  by  thy  dial's  shady  stealth  may'st  know 
Time's  thievish  progress  to  eternity. 
Look,  what  thy  memory  cannot  contain, 
Commit  to  these  waste  blanks ;  and  thou  shall  find 
Those  children  nurs'd,  deliver'd  from  thy  brain, 
To  take  a  new  acquaintance  of  thy  mind. 
These  offices,  so  oft  as  thou  wilt  look, 
Shall  profit  thee,  and  much  enrich  thy  book.*4 

LXXVI. 

LXXVIII.  68.  f 

So  oft  have  I  invok'd  thee  for  my  Muse, 

And  found  such  fair  assistance  in  my  verse, 

As  every  alien  pen  hath  got  my  use, 

And  under  thee  their  poesy  disperse. 

Thine  eyes,  that  taught  the  dumb  on  high  to  sing, 

And  heavy  ignorance  aloft  to  fly, 

Have  added  feathers  to  the  learned's  wing, 

And  given  grace  a  double  majesty. 

Jfet  be  most  proud  of  that  which  I  compile, 

Whose  influence  is  thine,  and  born  of  thee : 


*  Knight  sets  this  Sonnet  altogether  by  itself,  as  "clearly  in- 
tended to  accompany  the  present  of  a  note-book." 

t  This  Sonnet  and  the  next  two  are  made  continuate  with  the 
LXXVI.  in  the  series  of  ten  on  "  Rivalry." 

84  Steevens  observes  that  this  Sonnet  was  probably  designed  to 
accompany  a  present  of  a  book  consisting  of  blank  paper. 


SONNETS.  165 

In  others'  wjrks  thou  dost  but  mend  the  style, 
And  arts  with  thy  sweet  graces  graced  be ; 
But  thou  art  all  my  art,  and  dost  advance 
As  high  as  learning  my  rude  ignorance. 

LXXIX.  fi9. 

Whilst  I  alone  did  call  upon  thy  aid, 
My  verse  alone  had  all  thy  gentle  grace ; 
But  now  my  gracious  numbers  are  decay'd, 
And  my  sick  Muse  doth  give  another  place. 
1  grant,  sweet  love,  thy  lovely  argument 
Deserves  the  travail  of  a  worthier  pen ; 
Yet  what  of  thee  thy  poet  doth  invent, 
He  robs  thee  of,  and  pays  it  thee  again. 
He  lends  thee  virtue,  and  he  stole  that  word 
From  thy  behaviour ;  beauty  doth  he  give, 
And  found  it  in  thy  cheek ;   he  can  aftbrd 
No  praise  to  thee  but  what  in  thee  doth  live. 
Then,  thank  him  not  for  that  which  he  doth  say, 
Since  what  he  owes  thee,  thou  thyself  dost  pay 

LXXX.  60.* 

O  !  how  I  faint  when  I  of  you  do  write, 
Knowing  a  better  spirit  doth  use  your  name, 
And  in  the  praise  thereof  spends  all  his  might, 
To  make  me  tongue-tied,  speaking  of  your  fame. 
But  since  your  worth  (wide  as  the  ocean  is) 
The  humble  as  the  proudest  sail  doth  bear, 
My  saucy  bark,  inferior  far  to  his, 
On  your  broad  main  doth  wilfully  appear." 

*  The  fourth  in  the  series  of  ten  on  "  Rivalry." 

35  Malone  conjectures  that  Speiiser  was  the  "better  spirit" 
here  alluded  to.  Spenser  died  at  London  on  the  16lh  of  January 
1699.  H 


106  SONNETS. 

Your  shallowest  help  will  hold  me  up  afloat. 
Whilst  he  upon  your  soundless  deep  doth  ndej 
Or,  being  wreck'd,  I  am  a  worthless  boat ; 
He  of  tall  building,  and  of  goodly  pride : 
Then,  if  he  thrive,  and  I  be  cast  away, 
The  worst  was  this,  —  my  love  was  my  decay. 

LXXXH. 
LXXX1.  124.* 

Or  I  shall  live  your  epitaph  to  make, 
Or  you  survive  when  I  in  earth  am  rotten : 
From  hence  your  memory  death  cannot  take, 
Although  in  me  each  part  will  be  forgotten. 
Your  name  from  hence  immortal  life  shall  have, 
Though  I,  once  gone,  to  all  the  world  must  die : 
The  earth  can  yield  me  but  a  common  grave, 
When  you  entombed  in  men's  eyes  shall  lie. 
Your  monument  shall  be  my  gentle  verse, 
Which  eyes  not  yet  created  shall  o'er-read  ; 
And  tongues  to  be  your  being  shall  rehearse, 
When  all  the  breathers  of  this  world  are  dead ; 
You  still  shall  live  (such  virtue  hath  my  pen) 
Wh6re  breath  most  breathes,  even  in  the  mouths  of 
men.  cxxix. 

LXXXII.  Gl.f 

I  grani,  thou  wert  not  married  to  my  Muse, 
And  therefore  may'st  without  attaint  o'erlook 
The  dedicated  words  which  writers  use 
Of  their  fair  subject,  blessing  every  book. 

*  Continuate  with  the  LXXIV.,  and  closing  the  series  of  sixteen 
which  begins  with  the  cxxvi. 

f  This  Sonnet  and  the  next  five  are  classed  in  continuation  of 
the  LXXX.  in  the  series  of  ten  entitled  "  Rivalry,"  and  beginning 
with  the  i, xxvi. 


SONNETS.  101 

Thou  art  as  fair  in  knowledge  as  in  hue, 
Finding  thy  worth  a  limit  past  my  praise ; 
And  therefore  art  enforc'd  to  seek  anew 
Some  fresher  stump  of  the  time-bettering  days. 
And  do  so,  love ;  yet  when  they  have  devis'd 
What  strained  touches  rhetoric  can  lend, 
Thou  truly  fair  wert  truly  sympathiz'd 
In  true  plain  words,  by  thy  true-telling  friend  : 
And  their  gross  painting  might  be  better  us'd 
Where  cheeks  need  blood  :   in  thee  it  is  abus'd. 

LXXXIII.  62. 

I  never  saw  that  you  did  painting  need, 

And  therefore  to  your  fair  no  painting  set ; 

I  found,  or  thought  I  found,  you  did  exceed 

The  barren  tender  of  a  poet's  debt : 

And  therefore  have  I  slept  in  your  report, 

That  you  yourself,  being  extant,  well  might  show 

How  far  a  modern  quill  doth  come  too  short,38 

Speaking  of  worth,  what  worth  in  you  doth  grow 

This  silence  for  my  sin  you  did  impute, 

Which  shall  be  most  my  glory,  being  dumb ; 

For  I  impair  not  beauty  being  mute, 

When  others  would  give  life,  and  bring  a  tomb. 

There  lives  more  life  in  one  of  your  fair  eyes, 

Than  both  your  poets  can  in  praise  devise. 

LXXXIV.  63. 

Who  is  it  that  says  most?   which  can  say  more, 
Than  this  rich  praise,  that  you  alone  are  you  ? 
In  whose  confine  immured  is  the  store, 
Which  should  example  where  your  equal  grew. 

36  Modern  is  here  used  in  the  sense  of  common,  ordinary.  Th« 
plays  have  a  nuraljcr  of  such  instances.  See  Macbeth,  Acf  iv.  »c 
3,  uote  9  H. 


168  SONNETS. 

Lean  penury  within  that  pen  doth  dwell, 

That  to  his  subject  lends  not  some  small  glory ; 

But  he  that  writes  of  you,  if  he  can  tell 

That  you  are  you,  so  dignifies  his  story  : 

Let  him  but  copy  what  in  you  is  writ, 

Not  making  worse  what  nature  made  so  clear, 

And  such  a  counterpart  shall  fame  his  wit, 

Making  his  style  admired  every  where. 

You  to  your  beauteous  blessings  add  a  curse, 

Being  fond  on  praise,   which  makes  your  praises 


LXXXV.  64. 

My  tongue-tied  Muse  in  manners  holds  her  still, 
While  comments  of  your  praise,  richly  compil'd, 
Reserve37  their  character  with  golden  quill, 
And  precious  phrase  by  all  the  Muses  fil'd. 
I    think   good    thoughts,    while    others   write   good 

words  ; 

And,  like  unletter'd  clerk,  still  cry   "  Amen  " 
To  every  hymn  that  able  spirit  affords, 
In  polish 'd  form  of  well-refined  pen. 
Hearing  you  prais'd,  I  say,   "  'Tis  so,  'tis  true," 
And  to  the  most  of  praise  add  something  more; 
But  that  is  in  my  thought,  whose  love  to  you, 
Though  words  come  hindmost,  holds  his  rank  be 

fore : 

Then,  others  for  the  breath  of  words  respect ; 
Me  for  my  dumb  thoughts,  speaking  in  effect. 

LXXXVI.  65. 

Was  it  the  proud  full  sail  of  his  great  verse, 
Bound  for  the  prize  of  all-too-precious  you, 

17    That  is,  preserve  ;  a  frequent  usage. 


&ONNKTS.  1ft 

That  did  my  ripe  thoughts  in  my  brain  inhearse, 
Making  their  tomb  the  womb  wherein  they  grew? 
Was  it  his  spirit,  by  spirits  taught  to  write 
Above  a  moital  pitch,  that  struck  me  dead? 
No,  neither  he,  nor  his  compeers  by  night 
Giving  him  aid,  my  verse  astonished : 
He,  nor  that  affable  familiar  ghost, 
Which  nightly  gulls  him  with  intelligence, 
As  victors  of  my  silence  cannot  boast. 
I  was  not  sick  of  any  fear  from  thence ; 
But  when  your  countenance  fill'd  up  his  line," 
Then  lack'd  I  matter ;  that  enfeebled  mine. 

LXXXVII.  66.* 

Farewell !  thou  art  too  dear  for  my  possessing, 
And  like  enough  thou  know'st  thy  estimate  : 
The  charter  of  thy  worth  gives  thee  releasing , 
My  bonds  in  thee  are  all  determinate. 
For  how  do  I  hold  thee  but  by  thy  granting? 
And  for  that  riches  where  is  my  deserving? 
The  cause  of  this  fair  gift  in  me  is  wanting, 
And  so  my  patent  back  again  is  swerving. 
Thyself  thou  gav'st,  thy  own  worth  then  not  know- 
ing, 

Or  me,  to  whom  thou  gav'st  it,  else  mistaking ; 
So  thy  great  gift,  upon  misprision  growing, 
Comes  home  again,  on  better  judgment  making. 
Thus  have  I  had  thee,  as  a  dream  doth  flatter, 
In  sleep  a  king,  but,  waking,  no  such  matter. 

CXXI. 

*  The  last  in  the  series  of  ten  on  "  Rivalry,"  beginning  with 
the  LXXTI. 

w  So  the  original,  Jilfd  being,  as  usual,  spelt  Jild.  Modern 
editions  print  filed,  and  explain  it  polished.  The  use  of  matter 
shows  that  jill'd  is  right :  for  how  can  a  thing  be  polished  up  witr 
matter?  H 


170  SONNF.TS. 

L.XXXVIII.  47.* 

When  thou  slialt  be  dispos'd  to  set  me  light, 

And  place  my  merit  in  the  eye  of  scorn, 

Upon  thy  side  against  myself  I'll  fight, 

And  prove  thee  virtuous,  though  thou  art  forswora 

With  mine  own  weakness  being  best  acquainted, 

Upon  thy  part  I  can  set  down  a  story 

Of  faults  conceal'd,  wherein  I  am  attainted ; 

That  thou,  in  losing  me,  shall  win  much  glory : 

And  I  by  this  will  be  a  gainer  too ; 

For  bending  all  my  loving  thoughts  on  thee, 

The  injuries  that  to  myself  I  do, 

Doing  thee  vantage,  double-vantage  me. 

Such  is  my  love,  to  thee  I  so  belong, 

That  for  thy  right  myself  will  bear  all  wrong. 

LXXXIX.  48. 

Say  that  thou  didst  forsake  me  for  some  fault, 

And  I  will  comment  upon  that  offence : 

Speak  of  my  lameness,  and  I  straight  will  halt, 

Against  thy  reasons  making  no  defence. 

Thou  canst  not,  love,  disgrace  me  half  so  ill, 

To  set  a  form  upon  desired  change, 

As  I'll  myself  disgrace :  knowing  thy  will, 

I  will  acquaintance  strangle,  and  look  strange ; 

Be  absent  from  thy  walks ;  and  in  my  tongue 

Thy  sweet  beloved  name  no  more  shall  dwell, 

Lest  I  (too  much  profane)  should  do  it  wrong, 

And  haply  of  our  old  acquaintance  tell. 

For  thee,  against  myself  I'll  vow  debate ; 

For  I  must  ne'er  love  him  whom  thou  dost  hate. 

*  This  and  the  next  five  Sonnets  follow  the  XLIX.  in  the  seriei 
of  nine  on  "  Estrangement." 


SONNETS.  171 

XC.  49. 

Then,  hate  me  when  thou  wilt ;  if  ever,  now : 

Now,  while  the  world  is  bent  my  deeds  to  cross, 

Join  with  the  spite  of  fortune,  make  me  bow, 

And  do  not  drop  in  for  an  aftei-loss. 

Ah  !   do  not,  when  my  heart  hath  scap'd  this  sorrow, 

Come  in  the  rearward  of  a  conquer'd  woe ; 

Give  not  a  windy  night  a  rainy  morrow, 

To  linger  out  a  purpos'd  overthrow. 

If  thou  wilt  leave  me,  do  not  leave  me  last, 

When  other  petty  griefs  have  done  their  spite ; 

But  in  the  onset  come :  so  shall  I  taste 

At  first  the  very  worst  of  fortune's  might , 

And  other  strains  of  woe,  which  now  seem  woe, 

Compar'd  with  loss  of  thee,  will  not  seem  so. 

xci.  so. 

Some  glory  in  their  birth,  some  in  their  skill, 
Some  in  their  wealth,  some  in  their  body's  force  , 
Some  in  their  garments,  though  new-fangled  ill ; 
Some  in  their  hawks   and  hounds,  some   in   their 

horse ; 

And  every  humour  hath  his  adjunct  pleasure, 
Wherein  it  finds  a  joy  above  the  rest : 
But  these  particulars  are  not  my  measure ; 
All  these  I  better  in  one  general  best. 
Thy  love  is  better  than  high  birth  to  me, 
Richer  than  wealth,  prouder  than  garments'  coat, 
Of  more  delight  than  hawks  or  horses  be  ; 
And,  having  thee,  of  ah1  men's  pride  I  boast : 
Wretched  in  this  alone,  that  thou  may'st  take 
All  this  away,  and  me  most  wretched  make. 

xcn.  51. 

But  do  thy  worst  to  steal  thyself  away, 
For  term  of  life  thou  art  assured  mine : 


172  SONNETS. 

And  life  no  longer  than  thy  love  will  stay, 
For  it  depends  upon  that  love  of  thine : 
Then,  need  I  not  to  fear  the  worst  of  wrongs. 
When  in  the  least  of  them  my  life  hath  end. 
I  see  a  better  state  to  me  belongs 
Thin  that  which  on  thy  humour  doth  depend : 
Thou  canst  not  vex  me  with  inconstant  mind, 
Since  that  my  life  on  thy  revolt  doth  lie. 
O !   what  a  happy  title  do  I  find, 
Happy  to  have  thy  love,  happy  to  die ! 
lint  what's  so  blessed-fair  that  fears  no  blot? 
Thou  may'st  be  false,  and  yet  I  know  it  not. 

XCIII.  52.* 

So  shall  I  live,  supposing  thou  art  true, 

Like  a  deceived  husband ;  so  love's  face 

May  still  seem  love  to  me,  though  alter'd  new ; 

Thy  looks  with  me,  thy  heart  in  other  place : 

For  there  can  live  no  hatred  in  thine  eye ; 

Therefore  in  that  I  cannot  know  thy  change. 

In  many's  looks  the  false  heart's  history 

Is  writ  in  moods,  and  frowns,  and  wrinkles  strange 

But  Heaven  in  thy  creation  did  decree, 

That  in  thy  face  sweet  love  should  ever  dwell ; 

Whate'er  thy  thoughts  or  thy  heart's  workings  be, 

Thy  looks  should  nothing  thence  but  sweetness  tell 

How  like  Eve's  apple  doth  thy  beauty  grow, 

If  thy  sweet  virtue  answer  not  thy  show ! 

XXIV. 

XCIV.  144.  f 

They  that  have  power  to  hurt,  and  will  do  none ; 
That  do  not  do  the  thing  they  most  do  show ; 

*  The  last  in  the  series  of  nine  on  "Estrangement,"  beginning 
with  the  YLVIII. 

»  TtM  and  the  next  two  Sonnets  are  made  a  set  by  themselves^ 


SONNETS.  173 

Who,  moving  others,  are  themselves  as  stone, 
Unmoved,  cold,  and  to  temptation  slow ;  — 
They  rightly  do  inherit  Heaven's  graces, 
And  husband  nature's  riches  from  expense ; 
They  are  the  lords  and  owners  of  their  faces. 
Others  but  stewards  of  their  excellence. 
The  summer's  flower  is  to  the  summer  sweet, 
Though  to  itself  it  only  live  and  die; 
But  if  that  flower  with  base  infection  meet, 
The  basest  weed  outbraves  his  dignity : 
For  sweetest  things  turn  sourest  by  their  deeds ; 
Lilies  that  fester  smell  far  worse  than  weeds. 

xcv.  146. 

How  sweet  and  lovely  dost  thou  make  the  shame, 
Which,  like  a  canker  in  the  fragrant  rose, 
Doth  spot  the  beauty  of  thy  budding  name ! 
O,  in  what  sweets  dost  thou  thy  sins  enclose ! 
That  tongue,  that  tells  the  story  of  thy  days,         * 
Making  lascivious  comments  on  thy  sport, 
Cannot  dispraise  but  in  a  kind  of  praise: 
Naming  thy  name  blesses  an  ill  report. 
O  !   what  a  mansion  have  those  vices  got, 
Which  for  their  habitation  chose  out  thee ; 
Where  beauty's  veil  doth  cover  every  blot ; 
And  all  things  turn  to  fair,  that  eyes  can  see! 
Take  heed,  dear  heart,  of  this  large  privilege: 
The  hardest  knife  ill-us'd  doth  lose  his  edge. 

xcvi.  146. 

Some  say,  thy  fault  is  youth,  some,  wantonness  ; 
Some  say,  thy  grace  is  youth  and  gentle  sport ; 


as  in  mild  reproof  ol      A  Friend's  Faults."     In  our  numbering 
thrv  follow  the  XLII. 


1 74  SONNETS. 

Both  grace  and  faults  are  lov'd  of  more  and  less : " 

Thou  rnak'st  faults  graces  that  to  thee  resort. 

As  on  the  finger  of  a  throned  queen 

The  basest  jewel  will  be  well  esteem'd ; 

So  are  those  errors  that  in  thee  are  seen, 

To  truths  translated,  and  for  true  things  deem'd. 

How  many  lambs  might  the  stern  wolf  betray, 

If  like  a  lamb  he  could  his  looks  translate  ! 

How  many  gazers  might'st  thou  lead  away, 

If  thou  vvouldst  use  the  strength  of  all  thy  state ! 

But  do  not  so ;  I  love  thee  in  such  sort, 

As.  thou  being  mine,  mine  is  thy  good  report.40 

CXV1II. 

XCVII.  69.» 

How  like  a  winter  hath  my  absence  been 
From  thee,  the  pleasure  of  the  fleeting  year ! 
What  freezings  have  I  felt,  what  dark  days  seen, 
What  old  December's  bareness  every  where  ! 
And  yet  this  time  remov'd41  was  summer's  time; 
The  teeming  autumn,  big  with  rich  increase, 
Bearing  the  wanton  burden  of  the  prime, 
Like  widow'd  wombs  after  their  lords'  decease : 
Yet  this  abundant  issue  seem'd  to  me 
But  hope  of  orphans,  and  unfather'd  fruit ; 
For  summer  and  his  pleasures  wait  on  thee, 
And,  thou  away,  the  very  birds  are  mute ; 
Or,  if  they  sing,  'tis  with  so  dull  a  cheer, 
That  leaves  look  pale,  dreading  the  winter's  near. 

*  This  and  the  next  two  are  classed  together  by  themselves,  it 
forming  a  second  poem  on  "Absence,"  and  apparently  addressed 
to  a  woman.  In  our  numbering,  they  follow  ihe  CXLVI. 

39  More  and  less  is  great  and  small.  The  usage  is  common  in 
all  the  old  poets.  H. 

*;  The  same  couplet  closes  the  36th  Sonnet.  H. 

41  That  is,  this  time  in  which  I  was  remote  from  thee. 


SONNETS.  175 

XCVIII.  70. 

From  you  have  I  been  absent  in  the  spring, 
When  proud-pied  April,  dress'd  in  all  his  trim, 
Hath  put  a  spirit  of  youth  in  every  thing, 
That  heavy  Saturn  laugh'd  and  leap'd  with  him ; 
Yet  nor  the  lays  of  birds,  nor  the  sweet  smell 
Of  different  flowers  in  odour  and  in  hue, 
Could  make  me  any  summer's  story  tell, 
Or  from  their  proud  lap  pluck  them  where  they 

grew: 

Nor  did  I  wonder  at  the  lily's  white, 
Nor  praise  the  deep  vermilion  in  the  rose ; 
They  were  but  sweet,  but  figures  of  delight, 
Drawn  after  you  ;  you  pattern  of  all  those. 
Yet  seem'd  it  winter  still,  and,  you  away, 
As  with  your  shadow  I  with  these  did  play : 

xcix.  71. 

The  forward  violet  thus  did  I  chide : 

"Sweet  thief,  whence  didst  thou  steal  thy  sweet  that 

smells, 

If  not  from  my  love's  breath?  the  purple  pride, 
Which  on  thy  soft  cheek  for  complexion  dwells, 
In  my  love's  veins  thou  hast  too  grossly  dy'd." 
The  lily  I  condemned  for  thy  hand, 
And  buds  of  marjoram  had  stol'n  thy  hair : 
The  roses  fearfully  on  thorn?  did  stand, 
One  blushing  shame,  another  white  despair ; 
A  third,  nor  red  nor  white,  had  stol'n  of  both-. 
And  to  this  robbery  had  annex'd  thy  breath ; 
But,  for  his  theft,  in  pride  of  all  his  growth 
A  vengefuf  canker  eat  him  up  to  death. 
More  flowers  I  noted,  yet  I  none  could  see, 
But  sweet  01  colour  it  had  stol'n  from  thee. 

CIX 


176  SONNETS. 

c.  <w.» 

Where  art  thou,  Muse,  that  thou  forget'st  so  long 
To  speak  of  that  which  gives  thee  all  thy  might? 
Spend'st  thou  thy  fury  on  some  worthless  song,4* 
Darkening  thy  power,  to  lend  base  subjects  light! 
Return,  forgetful  Muse,  and  straight  redeem 
In  gentle  numbers  time  so  idly  spent ; 
Sing  to  the  ear  that  doth  thy  lays  esteem, 
And  gives  thy  pen  both  skill  and  argument. 
Rise,  resty  Muse !  my  love's  sweet  face  survey, 
if  Time  have  any  wrinkle  graven  there ; 
If  any,  be  a  satire  to  decay, 
And  make  Time's  spoils  despised  every  where. 
Give  my  love  fame  faster  than  Time  wastes  life ; 
So  thou  prevent'st  his  scythe  and  crooked  knife 

ci.  99. 

O,  truant  Muse  !   what  shall  be  thy  amends, 
For  thy  neglect  of  truth  in  beauty  dy'd  1 
Both  truth  and  beauty  on  my  love  depends; 
So  dost  thou  too,  and  therein  dignified. 
Make  answer,  Muse :  wilt  thou  not  haply  say, 
"  Truth  needs  no  colour,  with  his  colour  fix'd ; 
Beauty  no  pencil,  beauty's  truth  to  lay ; 
But  best  is  best,  if  never  intermix'd  1 " 

*  This  and  the  eight  following  are  classed  in  a  series  of  eleven 
addressed,  probably,  to  the  same  friend  as  the  first  nineteen.  In 
our  figuring,  they  come  next  after  the  CXLT. 

4*  Fury  was  often  thus  used  for  poetic  inspiration.  So  in 
some  verses  signed  "  Hobynoll,"  written  in  praise  of  The  Faeri« 
Queene : 

"  Collyn,  I  see,  by  thy  new-taken  taske, 
Some  sacred  fury  hath  enricht  thy  braynes, 
That  leades  thy  Muse  in  haughty  verse  to  niasttc. 
And  loath  the  laye^  ihat  'longs  to  lowly  swaynes ; 
That  liftes  thy  notes  from  Shepheardes  unto  Kinges  I 
So  like  the  lively  L?rke  that  mounting  singes."  • 


SONNETS.  177 

Because  he  needs  no  praise,  wilt  them  be  dumb? 

Excuse  not  silence  so ;  for't  lies  in  thee 

To  make  him  much  outlive  a  gilded  tomb, 

And  to  be  prais'd  of  ages  yet  to  be. 

Then,  do  thy  office,  Muse :  I  teach  thee  how 

To  make  him  seem  long  hence  as  he  shows  now. 

CII.  100. 

My  love  is  strengthen'd,  though  more  weak  in  seem. 

ing; 

I  love  not  less,  though  less  the  show  appear : 
That  love  is  rnerchandiz'd,  whose  rich  esteeming 
The  owner's  tongue  doth  publish  every  where. 
Our  love  was  new,  and  then  but  in  the  spring, 
"W  hen  I  was  wont  to  greet  it  with  my  lays ; 
As  Philomel  in  summer's  front  doth  sing, 
And  stops  her  pipe  in  growth  of  riper  days : 
Not  that  the  summer  is  less  pleasant  now, 
Than  when  her  mournful  hymns  did  hush  the  night 
But  that  wild  music  burdens  every  bough, 
And  sweets  grown  common  lose  their  dear  delight : 
Therefore,  like  her,  I  sometime  hold  my  tongue 
Because  I  would  not  dull  you  with  my  song. 

cm.  101. 

Alack !  what  poverty  my  Muse  brings  forth, 
That,  having  such  a  scope  to  show  her  pride, 
The  argument,  all  bare,  is  of  more  worth, 
Than  when  it  hath  my  added  praise  beside. 
O  !  blame  me  not,  if  I  no  more  can  write : 
Look  in  your  glass,  and  there  appears  a  face 
That  over-goes  my  blunt  invention  quite, 
Dulling  my  lines,  and  doing  me  disgrace. 
Were  it  not  sinful,  then,  striving  to  mend, 
To  mar  the  subject  that  before  was  well? 


178  SONNETS. 

For  to  no  other  pass  my  verses  tend, 
Than  of  your  graces  and  your  gifts  to  tell ; 
And  more,  mucli  more,  than  in  my  verse  can  sit, 
Your  own  glass  shows  you,  when  you  look  in  it. 


civ.  102. 

To  me,  fair  friend,  you  never  can  be  old  ; 
For  as  you  were,  when  first  your  eye  I  ey'd, 
Such  seems  your  beauty  still.     Three  winters  cold 
Have  from  the  forests  shook  three  summers'  pride 
Three  beauteous  springs  to  yellow  autumn  turu'd 
In  process  of  the  seasons  have  I  seen; 
Three  April  perfumes  in  three  hot  Junes  burn'd, 
Since  first  I  saw  you  fresh,  which  yet  are  green. 
Ah  !  yet  doth  beauty,  like  a  dial  hand, 
Steal  from  his  figure,  and  no  pace  perceiv'd ; 
So  your  sweet  hue,  which  methinks  still  doth  stand, 
Hath  motion,  and  mine  eye  may  be  deceiv'd : 
For  fear  of  which,  hear  this,  thou  age  unbred, — 
Ere  you  were  born,  was  beauty's  summer  dead. 

cv.  103. 

Let  not  my  love  be  call'd  idolatry, 

Nor  my  beloved  as  an  idol  show, 

Since  all  alike  my  songs  and  praises  be, 

To  one,  of  one,  still  such,  and  ever  so. 

Rind  is  my  love  to-day,  to-morrow  kind, 

Still  constant  in  a  wondrous  excellence ; 

Therefore  my  verse,  to  constancy  confin'd, 

One  thing  expressing,  leaves  out  difference. 

Fair,  kind,  and  true,  is  all  my  argument, 

Fair,  kind,  and  true,  varying  to  other  words ; 

And  in  this  change  is  my  invention  spent, 

Three  themes  in  one,  which  wondrous  scope  affords 


SONNETS.  179 

Fair,  kind,  and  true,  have  often  liv'd  alone ; 
Which  three,  till  now,  never  kept  seat  in  one. 


CVI.  104. 

When  in  the  chronicle  of  wasted  time 
1  see  descriptions  of  the  fairest  wights, 
And  beauty  making  beautiful  old  rhyme, 
In  praise  of  ladies  dead,  and  lovely  knights; 
Then,  in  the  blazon  of  sweet  beauty's  best, 
Of  hand,  of  foot,  of  lip,  of  eye,  of  brow, 
I  see  their  antique  pen  would  have  express'd 
Even  such  a  beauty  as  you  master  now. 
So  all  their  praises  are  but  prophecies 
Of  this  our  time,  all  you  prefiguring; 
And,  for  they  look'd  but  with  divining  eyes, 
They  had  not  skill  enough  your  worth  to  sing: 
For  we,  which  now  behold  these  present  days, 
[lave  eyes  to  wonder,  but  lack  tongues  to  praise. 

CVII.  106. 

Not  mine  own  fears,  nor  the  prophetic  soul 

Of  the  wide  world,  dreaming  on  things  to  come, 

Can  yet  the  lease  of  my  true  love  control, 

Suppos'd  as  forfeit  to  a  confin'd  doom. 

The  mortal  moon  hath  her  eclipse  endur'd, 

And  the  sad  augurs  mock  their  own  presage  ; 

Incertainties  now  crown  themselves  assur'd, 

And  peace  proclaims  olives  of  endless  age. 

Now  with  the  drops  of  this  most  balmy  time 

My  love  looks  fresh,  and  death  to  me  subscribes;41 

Since,  spite  of  him,  I'll  live  in  this  poor  rhyme, 

While  he  insults  o'er  dull  and  speechless  tribes'. 

43  That  is,  resigns  o»  submits.     See  King  Lear,  Act  i.  sc.  2 
o  ite  4.  " 


180  SONNETS. 

And  ihou  in  this  shalt  find  thy  monument, 

When  tyrants'  crests  and  tombs  of  brass  are  spent 

CVJII.  106.« 

What's  in  the  brain  that  ink  may  character, 
Which  hath  not  figur'd  to  thee  my  true  spirit? 
What's  new  to  speak,  what  new  to  register, 
That  may  express  my  love,  or  thy  dear  merit? 
Nothing,  sweet  boy ;   but  yet,  like  prayers  divine, 
I  must  each  day  say  o'er  the  very  same ; 
Counting  no  old  thing  old,  thou  mine,  I  thine, 
Even  as  when  first  I  hallow'd  thy  fair  name. 
So  that  eternal  love,  in  love's  fresh  case, 
Weighs  not  the  dust  and  injury  of  age, 
Nor  gives  to  necessary  wrinkles  place, 
But  makes  antiquity  for  aye  his  page ; 
Finding  the  first  conceit  of  love  there  bred, 
Where  time  and  outward  form  would  show  it  dead 

LIX. 

CIX.  72.f 

O  !   never  say  that  I  was  false  of  heart, 
Though  absence  seem'd  my  flame  to  qualify. 
As  easy  might  I  from  myself  depart, 
As  from  my  soul,  which  in  thy  breast  doth  lie. 
That  is  my  home  of  love :  if  I  have  rang'd, 
Like  him  that  travels,  I  return  again, 
Just  to  the  time,  not  with  the  time  exchang'd ; 
So  that  myself  bring  water  for  my  stain. 

*  This,  together  with  the  LIX.  and  LX.,  finish  the  series  of 
eleven,  which  seems  to  have  been  addressed,  after  an  interval,  to 
the  same  friend  as  the  first  nineteen. 

t  This  and  the  eight  following  are  classed  in  a  series  of  thir- 
teen, entitled  "Fidelity."  They  seem  addressed  to  a  woman- 
perhaps  to  the  same  as  rne  xcix.,  which  precedes  them  in  om 
numbering. 


SONNETS  181 

Never  believe,  though  in  my  nature  reign'd 
All  frailties  that  besiege  all  kinds  of  blood, 
That  it  could  so  preposterously  be  stain'd, 
To  leave  for  nothing  all  thy  sum  of  good ; 
For  nothing  this  wide  universe  I  call, 
Save  thou,  rny  Rose ;  in  it  thou  art  my  alt 

ex.  73. 

Alas !  'tis  true  I  have  gone  here  and  there, 
And  made  myself  a  motley  to  the  view ;  ** 
Gor'd  mine  own  thoughts,  sold  cheap  what  is  most 

dear, 

Made  old  offences  of  affections  new : 
Most  true  it  is,  that  I  have  look'd  on  truth 
Askance  and  strangely ;   but,  by  all  above, 
These  blenches  gave  my  heart  another  youth,48 
And  worse  essays  prov'd  thee  my  best  of  love. 
Now  all  is  done,  save  what  shall  have  no  end : 
Mine  appetite  I  never  more  will  grind 
On  newer  proof,  to  try  an  older  friend, 
A  god  in  love,  to  whom  I  am  confin'd. 
Then,  give  me  welcome,  next  my  heaven  the  best, 
Even  to  thy  pure,  and  most,  most  loving  breast. 

CXI.  74. 

O !  for  my  sake  do  you  with  Fortune  chide, 
The  guilty  goddess  of  my  harmful  deeds, 
That  did  not  better  for  my  life  provide, 
Than  public  means,  which  public  manners  breeds. 

**  Motley  was  the  proper  dress  of  allowed  or  professional  fools. 
See  As  You  Like  It,  Act  ii.  sc.  7;  also  King  Henry  VIII.,  Prol- 
ogue, note  1.  H. 

46  To  blench  is  to  start  or  fly  off  from.  See  The  Winter's 
Tale,  Act  i.  sc.  2,  note  34.  —  The  Poet  means  that  his  offences 
have  given  his  heart  another  youth  by  proving  the  strength  of  nij 
friend's  affection  fl. 


182  SONNETS. 

Thence  conies  it  that  my  name  receives  a  brand, 
And  almost  thence  my  nature  is  subdued 
To  what  it  works  in,  like  the  dyer's  hand. 
Pity  me,  then,  and  wish  I  were  renew'd, 
Whilst,  like  a  willing  patient,  I  will  drink 
Potions  of  eysell  'gainst  my  strong  infection :  ** 
No  bitterness  that  [  will  bitter  think, 
Nor  double  penance,  to  correct  correction. 
Piiy  me,  then,  dear  friend;  and  I  assure  ye, 
Even  that  your  pity  is  enough  to  cure  me.47 

CXII.  75. 

Your  love  and  pity  doth  th'  impression  fill 
Which  vulgar  scandal  stamp'd  upon  my  brow ; 
For  what  care  I  who  calls  me  well  or  ill, 
So  you  o'er-green  my  bad,  my  good  allow? 
You  are  my  all-the-world,  and  I  must  strive 
To  know  my  shames  and  praises  from  your  tongue 

48  Eysell  is  an  old  word  for  vinegar. 

47  It  is  scarce  possible  to  doubt  that  in  the  two  foregoing-  Son 
nets  we  have  some  of  the  Poet's  honest  feelings  respecting  him 
self.  Some  foolish  rhymester  having  spoken  of  Shakespeare  and 
Garrick  as  kindred  minds,  Charles  Lamb  thereupon  quotes  from 
these  Sonnets,  and  comments  thus  :  "  Who  can  read  these  instances 
of  jealous  self-watchfulness  in  our  sweet  Shakespeare,  and  dream 
of  any  congeniality  between  him  and  one  that,  by  every  traditior 
of  him,  appears  to  have  been  as  mere  a  player  as  ever  existed  ; 
lo  have  had  his  mind  tainted  with  the  lowest  players'  vices,— 
envy  and  jealousy,  and  miserable  cravings  after  applause ;  one 
who  in  the  exercise  of  his  profession  was  jealous  even  of  women- 
performers  that  stood  in  his  way  ;  a  manager  full  of  managerial 
tricks  and  stratagems  and  finesse  ;  —  that  any  resemblance  should 
be  dreamed  of  between  him  and  Shakespeare, — Shakespeare  wiio, 
in  the  plenitude  and  consciousness  of  his  own  powers,  could,  wiih 
that  noble  modesty  which  we  can  neither  imitate  nor  appreciate 
express  himself  thus  of  his  own  sense  of  his  own  defects ; 

'  Wishing  me  like  to  one  more  rich  in  hope, 
Featur'd  like  him,  like  him  with  friends  possess'd; 
Desiring  this  man's  art,  and  that  man's  scope.'  "  H 


SONNETS.  1*3 

None  else  to  me,  nor  I  to  none  alive, 

That  my  steel 'd  sense  or  changes,  right  or  wrong." 

In  so  profound  abysm  I  throw  all  care 

Of  others'  voices,  that  my  adder's  sense 

To  critic  and  to  flatterer  stopped  are. 

Mark  how  with  my  neglect  I  do  dispense : 

You  are  so  strongly  in  my  purpose  bred, 

That  all  the  world  besides,  methinks,  are  dead. 

CXIII.  76 

Since  I  left  you,  mine  eye  is  in  my  mind; 

And  that  which  governs  me  to  go  about 

Doth  part  his  function,  and  is  partly  blind ; 

Seems  seeing,  but  effectually  is  out ; 

For  it  no  form  delivers  to  the  heart 

Of  bird,  of  flower,  or  shape,  which  it  doth  latch  :*e 

Of  his  quick  objects  hath  the  mind  no  part, 

Nor  his  own  vision  holds  what  it  doth  catch ; 

For  if  it  see  the  rud'st  or  gentlest  sight, 

The  most  sweet  favour,  or  deformed'st  creature., 

The  mountain  or  the  sea,  the  day  or  night, 

The  crow  or  dove,  it  shapes  them  to  your  feature : 

Incapable  of  more,  replete  with  you, 

My  most  true  mind  thus  maketh  mine  untrue.40 

cxiv.  77. 

Or  whether  doth  my  mind,  being  crown'd  with  you, 
Drink  up  the  monarch's  plague,  this  flattery  ? 

49  The  meaning  seems  to  he,  you  are  the  only  person  who  has 
power  to  change  my  stubborn  resolution,  either  to  what  is  right  or 
to  what  is  wrong. 

49  Latch  is  a  provincial  word  for  catch.  See  Macbeth,  Act  iv 
sc.  3,  note  12.  n. 

*°  The  word  untrue  is  here  used  as  a  substantive.  The  sin 
cerity  of  my  affection  is  the  cause  of  my  untruth  ;  that  is,  of  my 
not  seeing  objects  truly,  such  as  they  appear  to  the  rest  of  man- 
k;nd. —  MALONK. 


184  SONNETS. 

Or  whether  shall  I  say,  mine  eye  saith  true, 

And  that  your  love  taught  it  this  afchemy, 

To  make,  of  monsters  and  things  indigest, 

Such  cherubins  as  your  sweet  self  resemhle, 

Creating  every  bad  a  perfect  best, 

As  fast  as  objects  to  his  beams  assemble  ? 

O,  'tis  the  first !   'tis  flattery  in  my  seeing, 

And  my  great  mind  most  kingly  drinks  it  up: 

Mine  eye  well  knows  what  with  his  gust  is  'greeing, 

And  to  his  palate  doth  prepare  the  cup : 

If  it  be  poison'd,  'tis  the  lesser  sin 

That  mine  eye  loves  it,  and  doth  first  begin. 

CXV.  78. 

Those  lines  that  I  before  have  writ  do  lie, 

Even  those  that  said  I  could  not  love  you  dearer; 

Yel  then  my  judgment  knew  no  reason  why 

My  most  full  flame  should  afterwards  burn  clearer : 

But,  reckoning  time,  whose  million'd  accidents 

Creep  in  'twixt  vows,  and  change  decrees  of  kings, 

Tan  sacred  beauty,  blunt  the  sharp'st  intents, 

Divert  strong  minds  to  th'  course  of  altering  things; 

Alas  !   why,  fearing  of  time's  tyranny, 

Might  I  not  then  say,   "Now  I  love  you  best," 

When  I  was  certain  o'er  incertainty, 

Crowning  the  present,  doubting  of  the  rest? 

Love  is  a  babe ;  then,  might  I  not  say  so, 

To  give  full  growth  to  that  which  still  doth  grow? 

cxvi.  79. 

Let  me  not  to  the  marriage  of  true  minds 
Admit  impediments :  love  is  not  love, 
Which  alters  when  it  alteration  finds, 
Or  bends  with  the  rernover  to  remove : 


SONNETS.  185 

O,  no !  it  is  an  ever-fixed  mark, 

That  looks  on  tempests,  and  is  never  shaken ; 

It  is  the  star  to  every  wandering  bark. 

Whose  worth's   unknown,  although   his   height  be 

taken. 

Love's  not  Time's  fool,  though  rosy  lips  and  cheeks 
Within  his  bending  sickle's  compass  come ; 
Love  alters  not  with  his  brief  hours  and  weeks, 
But  bears  it  out  even  to  the  edge  of  doom. 
If  this  be  error,  and  upon  me  prov'd, 
I  never  writ,  nor  no  man  ever  lov'd. 


CXVII.  80.» 

Accuse  me  thus :  That  I  have  scanted  all 

Wherein  I  should  your  great  deserts  repay; 

Forgot  upon  your  dearest  love  to  call, 

Whereto  all  bonds  do  tie  me  day  by  day; 

That  I  have  frequent  been  with  unknown  minds, 

And  given  to  time  your  own  dear-purchas'd  right; 

That  I  have  hoisted  sail  to  all  the  winds 

Which  should  transport  me  farthest  from  your  sight 

Book  both  my  wilfulness  and  errors  down, 

And  on  just  proof  surmise  accumulate ; 

Bring  me  within  the  level  of  your  frown, 

But  shoot  not  at  me  in  your  waken 'd  hate ; 

Since  my  appeal  says,  I  did  strive  to  prove 

The  constancy  and  virtue  of  your  love. 

cxxn. 

*  This  makes  the  ninth  in  the  noblt  »enes  of  thirteen  on  *  Fi- 
delity." 


186  SONNETS. 

CXVIII.  147.* 

Like  as,  to  make  our  appetites  more  keen, 
With  eager  compounds  we  our  palate  urge  ;" 
As,  to  prevent  our  maladies  unseen, 
We  sicken  to  shun  sickness  when  we  purge ; 
Even  so,  being  full  of  your  ne'er-cloying  sweetness, 
To  bitter  sauces  did  I  frame  my  feeding; 
And,  sick  of  welfare,  found  a  kind  of  meetness 
To  be  diseas'd,  ere  that  there  was  true  needing. 
Thus  policy  in  love,  t'  anticipate 
The  ills  that  were  not,  grew  to  faults  assur'd, 
Arid  brought  to  medicine  a  healthful  state, 
Which,  rank  of  goodness,  would  by  ill  be  cur'd : 
But  thence  I  learn,  and  find  the  lesson  true, 
Drugs  poison  him  that  so  fell  sick  of  you. 

CXIX.  148. 

What  potions  have  I  drunk  of  siren  tears, 

Distill'd  from  limbecks  foul  as  hell  within, 

Applying  fears  to  hopes,  and  hopes  to  fears, 

Still  losing  when  I  saw  myself  to  win  ! 

What  wretched  errors  hath  my  heart  committed, 

Whilst  it  hath  thought  itself  so  blessed  never ! 

How  have  mine  eyes  out  of  their  spheres  been  fitted, 

[n  the  distraction  of  this  madding  fever ! 

O,  benefit  of  ill !   now  I  find  true, 

That  better  is  by  evil  still  made  better ; 

And  ruin'd  love,  when  it  is  built  anew, 

Grows  fairer  than  at  first,  more  strong,  far  greater. 


*  This  and  the  next  two  are  set  off  by  themselves,  as  forming, 
together,  a  poem  entitled  "  Forgiveness."  In  our  numbering,  they 
follow  the  XCYI. 

61  Eager  is  sharp,  acid.  See  Hamlet.  Act  i.  sc.  4,  note  1 ;  ant1 
sc.  5,  note  7.  B 


SONNETS.  18? 

So  I  /etnin  rebuk'd  to  my  content, 

And  gain  by  ill  thrice  more  than  I  have  spent 

CXX.  149. 

That  you  were  once  unkind,  befriends  me  now ; 
And  for  that  sorrow,  which  I  then  did  feel, 
Needs  must  I  under  my  transgression  bow, 
Unless  my  nerves  were  brass  or  hammer'd  steel : 
For  if  you  were  by  my  unkindness  shaken, 
As  I  by  yours,  you've  pass'd  a  hell  of  time ; 
And  I,  a  tyrant,  have  no  leisure  taken 
To  weigh  how  once  I  suffer'd  in  your  crime. 
O !  that  our  night  of  woe  might  have  remember'd 
My  deepest  sense,  how  hard  true  sorrow  hits ; 
And  soon  to  you,  as  you  to  me,  then  tender'd 
The  humble  salve  which  wounded  bosoms  fits ! 
But  that  your  trespass  now  becomes  a  fee  ; 
Mine  ransoms  yours,  and  yours  must  ransom  me. 

cxxxv. 

CXXI.  67.» 

'Tis  better  to  be  vile,  than  vile  esteem'd, 

When  not  to  be  receives  reproach  of  being; 

And  the  just  pleasure  lost,  which  is  so  deem'd, 

Not  by  our  feeling,  but  by  others'  seeing : 

For  why  should  others'  false  adulterate  eyes 

Give  salutation  to  my  sportive  blood  1 

Or  on  my  frailties  why  are  frailer  spies, 

Which  in  their  wills  count  bad  what  I  think  good? 

No,  I  am  that  I  am  ;   and  they  that  level 

At  my  abuses,  reckon  up  their  own : 

I  may  be  straight,  though  they  themselves  be  bevel. 

By  their  rank  thoughts  my  deeds  must  not  be  shown ; 

*  This  Sonnet  is  regarded  as  standing  alone,  its  suhject  b«ing. 
perhaps,  "Reputation."    In  our  numbering,  it  follows  tlieLXXxvii 


188  SONNETS. 

Unless  this  general  evil  they  maintain,— 
All  men  are  bad,  and  in  their  badness  reigr 

CXLVI. 

CXXII.  81  .• 

Thy  gift,  thy  tables,  are  within  my  brain 
Full  character'd  with  lasting  memory, 
Which  shall  above  that  idle  rank  remain, 
Beyond  all  date,  even  to  eternity  ; 
Or,  at  the  least,  so  long  as  brain  and  heart 
Have  faculty  by  nature  to  subsist  : 
Till  each  to  raz'd  oblivion  yield  his  part 
Of  thee,  thy  record  never  can  be  miss'd. 
That  poor  retention  could  not  so  much  hold, 
Nor  need  I  tallies,  thy  dear  love  to  score  ; 
Therefore  to  give  them  from  me  was  I  bold, 
To  trust  those  tables  that  receive  thee  more  : 
To  keep  an  adjunct  to  remember  thee, 
Were  to  import  forgetfulness  in  me 

CXXIII.  82. 

No  !   Time,  thou  shall  not  boast  that  I  do  change  : 
Thy  pyramids,  built  up  with  newer  might, 
To  me  are  nothing  novel,  nothing  strange  ; 
They  are  but  dressings  of  a  former  sight. 
Our  dates  are  brief,  and  therefore  we  admire 
What  thou  dost  foist  upon  us  that  is  old, 
And  rather  make  them  born  to  our  desire, 
Than  think  that  we  before  have  heard  them  told. 


*  Tiiis  and  the  next  three  are  made  continuate  with  the 
in  the  series  entitled  "Fidelity." 

M  "  That  poor  retention"  is  the  table-book  given  to  him  by  hit 
friend,  incapable  of  retaining1,  or  rather  of  containing,  so  much  as 
the  tablet  of  the  brain.  —  MALONE 


SONNETS.  169 

Thy  registers  and  thee  I  both  defy, 
Not  wondering  at  the  present  nor  the  past ; 
For  thy  records  and  what  we  see  do  lie, 
Made  more  or  less  by  thy  continual  haste : 
This  I  do  vow,  and  this  shall  ever  be, — 
I  will  be  true,  despite  thy  scythe  and  thee. 

CXXIV.  83. 

If  my  dear  love  were  but  the  child  of  state, 

It  might  for  fortune's  bastard  be  unfather'd, 

As  subject  to  time's  love  or  to  time's  hate, 

Weeds    among    weeds,    or    flowers    with    flowers 

gather'd. 

No,  it  was  builded  far  from  accident ; 
It  suffers  not  in  smiling  pomp,  nor  falls 
Under  the  blow  of  thralled  discontent, 
Whereto  th'  inviting  time  our  fashion  calls. 
It  fears  not  policy,  that  heretic, 
Which  works  on  leases  of  short-number'd  hourjs; 
But  all  alone  stands  hugely  politic, 
That    it    nor    grows  with    heat,  nor    drowns  with 

showers. 

To  this  I  witness  call  the  fools  of  time, 
Which  die  for  goodness,  who  have  liv'd  for  crime 

CXXV.  84. 

Were't  aught  to  me  I  bore  the  canopy, 
With  my  extern  the  outward  honouring, 
Or  laid  great  bases  for  eternity, 
Which  prove  more  short  than  waste  or  ruining? 
Have  I  not  seen  dwellers  on  form  and  favour 
Lose  all,  and  more,  by  paying  too  much  rent ; 
For  compound  sweet  foregoing  simple  savour, 
Pitiful  thrivers,  in  their  gazing  spent  1 


190  SONNETS. 

No ;  let  me  be  obsequious  in  thy  heart, 
And  take  thou  my  oblation,  poor  but  free, 
Which  is  not  mix'd  with  seconds,  knows  no  art, 
But  mutual  render,  only  me  for  thee. 
Hence,  thou  suborn'd  informer !  a  true  soul, 
When  most  impeach'd,  stands  least  in  thy  control 

CXXVIl. 
CXXVI.  109.* 

O  thou,  my  lovely  boy  !  who  in  thy  power 
Dost  hold  Time's  fickle  glass,  his  sickle,  hour; 
Who  hast  by  waning  grown,  and  therein  show'at 
Thy  lovers  withering,  as  thy  sweet  self  grow'st; 
If  nature,  sovereign  mistress  over  wrack, 
As  thou  goest  onwards,  still  will  pluck  thee  back 
She  keeps  thee  to  this  purpose,  that  her  skill 
May  time  disgrace,  and  wretched  minutes  kill. 
Yet  fear  her,  O,  thou  minion  of  her  pleasure ! 
She  may  detain,  but  not  still  keep  her  treasure : 
Her  audit,  though  delay'd,  answer'd  must  be, 
And  her  quietus  is  to  render  thee.63 

XXII. 

CXXVIl.  85.  t 

In  the  old  age  black  was  not  counted  fair, 
Or,  if  it  were,  it  bore  not  beauty's  name ; 
But  now  is  black  beauty's  successive  heir, 
And  beauty  slander'd  with  a  bastard  shame : 
For  since  each  hand  hath  put  on  nature's  power, 
Fairing  the  foul  with  art's  false  borrow'd  face, 

*  This  is  made  the  first  in  a  series  of  sixteen.  In  our  number- 
ing, it  comes  next  after  the  LX. 

t  This  goes  with  the  cxxxi.  and  cxxxn.  in  a  little  set  entitled 
'Black  Eyes."  In  our  numbering,  it  follows  the  cxxv. 

43  Instead  of  a  sonnet  proper,  we  here  have  a  stanza  o'  twelva 
linos  'ormeil  into  six  couplets.  H. 


SONNETS.  191 

Sweet  beauty  hath  no  name,  no  holy  bower,*4 
But  is  profan'd,  if  not  lives  in  disgrace. 
Therefore,  my  mistress' brows  are  raven  black  ; 
Her  eyes  so  suited  ;  and  they  mourners  seem 
At  such,  who,  not  born  fair,  no  beauty  lack, 
Slandering  creation  with  a  false  esteem  :  *' 
Yet  so  they  mourn,  becoming  of  their  woe, 
That  every  tongue  says  beauty  should  look  so. 

CXXXL 

CXXVIII.  88." 

How  oft,  when  thou,  my  music,  music  playest 
Upon  that  blessed  wood,  whose  motion  sounds 
With  thy  sweet  fingers ;   when  thou  gently  swayesl 
The  wiry  concord  that  mine  ear  confounds ; 
Do  I  envy  those  jacks,86  that  nimble  leap 
To  kiss  the  tender  inward  of  thy  hand  ; 
Whilst  my  poor  lips,  which  should  that  harvest  reap 
At  the  wood's  boldness  by  thee  blushing  stand. 
To  be  so  tickled,  they  would  change  their  state 
And  situation  with  those  dancing  chips, 
O'er  whom  thy  fingers  walk  with  gentle  gait, 
Making  dead  wood  more  blest  than  living  lips. 
Since  saucy  jacks  so  happy  are  in  this, 
Give  them  thy  fingers,  me  thy  lips  to  kiss. 

cxxx. 

*  This  piece  of  "airy  elegance"  is  placed  by  itself,  to  b« 
headed  "The  Virginal."  In  our  numbering  it  follows  tne  cxxx ii. 

54  So  the  original.     Modern  editions  have  changed  botaer  into 
hour.     There  is  rhyme  enough  in  the  change,  but  no  reason. 

H. 

55  They  seem  to  mourn,  that  those  who  are  not  born  fair,  are 
yet  possessed  of  an  artificial  beauty,  by  which  they  pass  for  what 
they  are  not;  and  thus  dishonour  nature  by  their  imperfect  imita- 
tion and  false  pretensions.  —  MALONE. 

s6  The  jacks  here  spoken  of  are  the  keys  of  the  virginal  upon 
which  the  Poet  supposes  the  person  addressed  to  be  playing.  Tn« 
verb  envy  often  had  the  accent  on  the  last  syllable  H 


192  SONNETS. 

CXXIX.  125.* 

TV  expense  of  spirit  in  a  waste  of  shame 

Is  lust  in  action ;  and,  till  action,  lust 

Is  perjur'd,  murderous,  bloody,  full  of  blame, 

Savage,  extreme,  rude,  cruel,  not  to  trust ; 

Enjoy'd  no  sooner  but  despised  straight ; 

Past  reason  hunted,  and,  no  sooner  had, 

Past  reason  hated,  as  a  swallow'd  bait, 

On  purpose  laid  to  make  the  taker  mad : 

Mad  in  pursuit,  and  in  possession  so ; 

Had,  having,  and  in  quest  to  have,  extreme  ; 

A  bliss  in  proof,  and,  prov'd,  a  very  woe  ; " 

Before,  a  joy  propos'd  ;  behind,  a  dream : 

All  this  the  world  well  knows ;  yet  none  knows  weO 

To  shun  the  heaven  that  leads  men  to  this  hell 

CXXXVII. 
CXXX.  89.  t 

My  mistress'  eyes  are  nothing  like  the  sun ; 
Coral  is  far  more  red  than  her  lips'  red  ; 
If  snow  be  white,  why,  then  her  breasts  are  dun  ; 
If  hairs  be  wires,  black  wires  grow  on  her  head. 
1  have  seen  roses  damask'd,  red  and  white, 
But  no  such  roses  see  I  in  her  cheeks ; 
And  in  some  perfumes  is  there  more  delight 
Than  in  the  breath  that  from  my  mistress  reeks. 
I  love  to  hear  her  speak ;  yet  well  I  know 
That  music  hath  a  far  more  pleasing  sound : 

*  This  is  made  the  first  in  a  series  of  ten,  entitled  "  Love  and 
Hatred."  In  our  numbering,  it  follows  the  LXXXI. 

t  This  and  the  xxi.  are  placed  together  by  themselves  in  a  lit- 
tle poem  entitled  "  False  Compare."  In  our  numbering,  they  fol- 
low the  cxxvm. 

87  The  original  reads,  "  and  proud  and  'ery  woe  "  The  cor 
rection  is  Malone's.  B- 


SONNETS.  11)3 

I  grant,  I  never  saw  a  goddess  go ; 
My  mistress,  when  she  walks,  treads  on  the  ground 
And  yet,  by  Heaven,  I  think  my  love  as  rare 
As  any  she,  belied  with  false  compare. 

XXL 

CXXXI.  86* 

Thou  art  as  tyrannous,  so  as  thou  art, 
As  those  whose  beauties  proudly  make  them  cruel ; 
For  well  thou  know'st,  to  my  dear  doting  heart 
Thou  art  the  fairest  and  most  precious  jewel. 
Yet,  in  good  faith,  some  say,  that  thee  behold, 
Thy  face  hath  not  the  power  to  make  love  groan : 
To  say  they  err  I  dare  not  be  so  bold, 
Although  I  swear  it  to  myself  alone ; 
And,  to  be  sure  that  is  not  false  I  swear, 
A  thousand  groans,  but  thinking  on  thy  face. 
One  on  another's  neck  do  witness  bear, 
Thy  black  is  fairest  in  my  judgment's  place. 
In  nothing  art  thou  black,  save  in  thy  deeds ; 
And  thence  this  slander,  as  I  think,  proceeds. 

CXXXII.  87. 

Thine  eyes  I  love,  and  they,  as  pitying  me, 
Knowing  thy  heart  torments  me  with  disdain,59 
Have  put  on  black,  and  loving  mourners  be, 
Looking  with  pretty  ruth  upon  my  pain. 
And,  truly,  not  the  morning  sun  of  heaven 
Better  becomes  the  gray  cheeks  of  the  east, 

*  This  and  the  next  are  placed  in  continuation  of  the  cxxviu 
in  the  trio  entitled  <•'  Black  Eyes." 

5S  The  original  has  torment,  which  makes  they  instead  of  heart 
'.he  subject  of  the  verb.  With  that  arrangement,  the  passage  is 
little  t>etter  than  nonsense.  We  are  indebted  to  a  correspondent 
of  Mr.  Collier  for  the  judicious  change.  H 


194  SONNETS. 

Nor  that  full  star  that  ushers  in  the  even, 

Doth  half  that  glory  to  the  soher  west, 

As  those  two  mourning  eyes  become  thy  face. 

O  !  let  it,  then,  as  well  beseem  thy  heart 

To  mourn  for  me,  since  mourning  doth  thee  grace 

And  suit  thy  pity  like  in  every  part: 

Then  will  I  swear  beauty  herself  is  black, 

And  all  they  foul  that  thy  complexion  lack. 

CXXVIII. 
CXXXIII.  135.* 

Beshrew  that  heart,  that  makes  my  heart  to  groan 
For  that  deep  wound  it  gives  my  friend  and  me  ! 
Is't  not  enough  to  torture  me  alone, 
But  slave  to  slavery  my  sweet'st  friend  must  be  ? 
Me  from  myself  thy  cruel  eye  hath  taken, 
And  my  next  self  thou  harder  hast  engross'd : 
Of  him,  myself,  and  thee,  I  am  forsaken ; 
A  torment  thrice  threefold  thus  to  be  cross'd. 
Prison  my  heart  in  thy  steel  bosom's  ward, 
But  then  my  friend's  heart  let  my  poor  heart  bail : 
Whoe'er  keeps  me,  let  my  heart  be  his  guard ; 
Thou  canst  not  then  use  rigour  in  my  jail  : 
And  yet  thou  wilt ;   for  I,  being  pent  in  thee, 
Perforce  am  thine,  and  all  that  is  in  me. 

CXXXIV.  136. 

So,  now  I  have  confess'd  that  he  is  thine, 
And  I  myself  am  mortgag'd  to  thy  will ; 
Myself  I'll  forfeit,  so  that  other  mine 
Thou  wilt  restore,  to  be  my  comfort  still : 

*  This  and  the  next  are  grouped  with  the  CXLIV.  as  forming  by 
themselves  a  little  poem  entitled  '•  Infidelity."  In  our  numbering 
Ihey  follow  the  CLII. 


SONNETS.  195 

But  them  wilt  not,  nor  he  will  not  he  free ; 
For  thou  art  covetous,  and  he  is  kind : 
He  learn'd  but,  surety-like,  to  write  for  me, 
Under  that  bond  that  him  as  fast  doth  bind. 
The  statute  of  thy  beauty  thou  wilt  take,*9 
Thou  usurer,  that  put'st  forth  all  to  use, 
And  sue  a  friend,  came  debtor  for  my  sake ; 
So  hirn  I  lose  through  my  unkind  abuse. 
Him  have  I  lost ;  thou  hast  both  him  and  me: 
He  pays  the  whole,  and  yet  am  1  not  free. 

CXLIV 
CXXXV.  150.» 

Whoever  hath  her  wish,  thou  hast  thy  Will, 
And  Will  to  boot,  and  Will  in  overplus; 
More  than  enough  am  I  that  vex  thee  still, 
To  thy  sweet  will  making  addition  thus. 
Wilt  thou,  whose  will  is  large  and  spacious, 
Not  once  vouchsafe  to  hide  my  will  in  thine  1 
Shall  will  in  others  seem  right  gracious, 
And  in  my  will  no  fair  acceptance  shine? 
The  sea,  all  water,  yet  receives  rain  still, 
And  in  abundance  addeth  to  his  store; 
So  thou,  being  rich  in  Will,  add  to  thy  Will 
One  will  of  mine,  to  make  thy  large  Will  more. 
Let  no  unkind,  no  fair  beseechers  kill ; 
Think  all  but  one,  and  me  in  that  one  Will.90 


*  This  and  the  next  go  with  the  CXLIII.  in  a  little  poem  playing 
on  the  author's  name.  In  our  numbering,  they  follow  the  cxx. 

69  Statute  has  here  its  legal  signification  ;  that  of  a  security  01 
obligation  for  money.  —  MALONE. 

30  In  thU  Sonnet  and  the  next,  we  print  the  Wills  just  as  thej 
stand  in  the  original.  Of  course  this  is  a  play  on  the  Poet's  nam« 
William.  B 


196  SONNETS. 

CXXXVI.  151. 

If  thy  soul  check  thee  that  I  come  so  near, 
Swear  to  thy  blind  soul  that  I  was  thy  Will, 
And  will,  thy  soul  knows,  is  admitted  there; 
Thus  far,  for  love,  my  love-suit,  sweet,  fulfil. 
]Vill  will  fulfil  the  treasure  of  thy  love, 
Ay,  fill  it  full  with  wills,  and  my  will  one. 
In  things  of  great  receipt  with  ease  we  prove; 
Among  a  number  one  is  reckon'd  none.81 
Then,  in  the  number  let  me  pass  untold, 
Though  in  thy  stores'  account  1  one  must  be ; 
For  nothing  hold  me,  so  it  please  thee  hold 
That  nothing,  me,  a  something  sweet  to  thee : 
Make  but  my  name  thy  love,  and  love  that  still, 
And  then  thou  lov'st  me,  —  for  my  name  is  WtlL 

CXLIII. 

CXXXVII.  126.» 

Thou  blind  fool,  Love,  what  dost  thou  to  mine  eyes, 
That  they  behold,  and  see  not  what  they  see  1 
They  know  what  beauty  is,  see  where  it  lies, 
Yet  what  the  best  is,  take  the  worst  to  be. 
If  eyes,  corrupt  by  over-partial  looks, 
Be  anchor'd  in  the  bay  where  all  men  ride, 
Why  of  eyes'  falsehood  hast  thou  forged  hooks, 
Whereto  the  judgment  of  my  heart  is  tied  ? 
Why  should  my  heart  think  that  a  several  plot," 
Which  my  heart  knows  the  wide  world's  common 
place  1 

*  This  and  the  next  are  placed  in  continuation  of  the  cxxix., 
in  the  series  of  ten  entitled  "Love  and  Hatred." 

81  Several  allusions  have  been  found  to  this  way  of  reckoning 
See  Romeo  and  Juliet,  Act  i.  sc.  2,  note  5.  H. 

62  "A  several  plot,''  as  distinguished  from  a  "common  place.' 
is  a  piece  of  ground  that  has  Seen  separated  and  made  private 
property.  A  similar  play  upon  s<>reral  and  common  is  explained 
in  Love's  Labour's  Lost.  Act  ii  sc.  1.  note  7.  H 


SONNKTS.  191 

Or  mine  eyes,  seeing  this,  say  this  is  not, 

To  put  fair  truth  upon  so  foul  a  face  ? 

In  things  right  true  my  heart  and  eyes  have  err'd, 

And  to  this  false  plague  are  they  now  transferr'd 

CXXXVIII.  127. 

When  my  love  swears  that  she  is  made  of  truth, 
I  do  believe  her,  though  I  know  she  lies ; 
That  she  might  think  me  some  untutor'd  youth, 
Unlearned  in  the  world's  false  suhtilties. 
Thus  vainly  thinking  that  she  thinks  me  young, 
Although  she  knows  my  days  are  past  the  best, 
Simply  I  credit  her  false-speaking  tongue : 
On  both  sides  thus  is  simple  truth  suppress'd. 
But  wherefore  says  she  not  she  is  unjust  1 
And  wherefore  say  not  I  that  I  am  old  ? 
O  !  love's  best  habit  is  in  seeming-trust, 
And  age  in  love  loves  not  to  have  years  told  • 
Therefore  I  lie  with  her,  and  she  with  me, 
And  in  our  faults  by  lies  we  flatter'd  be.83 

CXLL 

CXXXIX.  91.  • 

O !  call  not  me  to  justify  the  wrong 
That  thy  unkindness  lays  upon  my  heart ; 
Wound  me  not  with  thine  eye,  but  with  thy  tongue; 
Use  power  with  power,  and  slay  me  not  by  art. 
Tell  me  thou  lov'st  elsewhere;  but  in  my  sight. 
Dear  heart,  forbear  to  glance  thine  eye  aside : 

*  This  and  the  next  are  grouped  with  the  CXLIX.  in  a  set  of 
three,  to  he  headed  "  Tyranny."  In  our  numbering,  they  come 
next  after  the  xxi. 

63  This  Sonnet,  with  some  variations,  was  first  printed  ,  n  The 
Passionate  Pilgrim,  1599,  and  afterwards  included  in  the  :olleo 
tion  of  Sonnets.  H. 


198  SONNETS. 

What   need'st  thou  wound  with  cunning,  when  thy 

might 

Is  more  than  my  o'er-press'd  defence  can  'hide  ? 
Let  me  excuse  thee :   Ah !  my  love  well  knows 
Her  pretty  looks  have  been  mine  enemies  ; 
And  therefore  from  my  face  she  turns  my  foes, 
That  they  elsewhere  might  dart  their  injuries. 
Yet  do  not  so ;   but  since  I  am  near  slain, 
Kill  me  outright  with  looks,  and  rid  my  pain. 

CXL.  92. 

Be  wise  as  thou  art  cruel ;  do  not  press 
My  tongue-tied  patience  with  too  much  disdain  ; 
Lest  sorrow  lend  me  words,  and  words  express 
The  manner  of  my  pity-wanting  pain. 
If  I  might  teach  thee  wit,  better  it  were, 
Though  not  to  love,  yet,  love,  to  tell  me  so; 
As  testy  sick  men,  when  their  deaths  be  near, 
No  news  but  health  from  their  physicians  know : 
For,  if  I  should  despair,  I  should  grow  mad, 
And  in  my  madness  might  speak  ill  of  thee : 
Now  this  ill-wresting  world  is  grown  so  bad, 
Mad  slanderers  by  mad  ears  believed  be. 
That  I  may  not  be  so,  nor  thou  belied, 
Bear  thine  eyes  straight,  though  thy  proud  heart  go 
wide. 

CXLIX. 

CXLI.  128» 

In  faith,  I  do  not  love  thee  with  mine  eyes, 
For  they  in  thee  a  thousand  errors  note ; 

*  This  and  the  next  are  set  in  continuation  of  the  cxxivm.  in 
the  series  of  ten  on    "Love   and   Hatred,"  beginning  with  the 


SONNETS  l!»0 

But  'tis  my  heart  that  loves  what  they  despise, 
Who  in  despite  of  view  is  pleas'd  to  dote. 
Nor  are  mine  ears  with  thy  tongue's  tune  delighted : 
Nor  tender  feeling,  to  base  touches  prone, 
Nor  taste,  nor  smell  desire  to  be  invited 
To  any  sensual  feast  with  thee  alone : 
But  my  five  wits,  nor  my  five  senses  can84 
Dissuade  one  foolish  heart  from  serving  thee ; 
Who  leave  unsway'd  the  likeness  of  a  man, 
Thy  proud  heart's  slave  and  vassal  wretch  to  be 
Only  my  plague  thus  far  I  count  my  gain, 
That  she  that  makes  me  sin  awards  me  pain. 

CXLII.  12i». 

Love  is  my  sin,  and  thy  dear  virtue  hate, 
Hate  of  my  sin,  grounded  on  sinful  loving. 
O!  but  with  mine  compare  thou  thine  own  state, 
And  thou  shalt  find  it  merits  not  reproving ; 
Or,  if  it  do,  not  from  those  lips  of  thine, 
That  have  profari'd  their  scarlet  ornaments, 
And  seal'd  false  bonds  of  love,  as  oft  as  mine 
Robb'd  others'  beds'  revenues  of  their  rents. 
Be't  lawful  I  love  thee,  as  thou  lov'st  those 
Whom  thine  eyes  woo  as  mine  importune  thee  : 
Root  pity  in  thy  heart,  that,  when  it  grows, 
Thy  pity  may  deserve  to  pitied  be. 
If  thou  dost  seek  to  have  what  thou  dost  hide, 
By  self-example  may'st  thou  be  denied ! 

CXLVH. 


64  The  Poet  elsewhere  implies  the  same  distinction  of  the  fiv« 
wits  and  the  fire  senses.  See  Much  Ado  about  Nothing,  Act  i 
»e.  1,  note  8.  H. 


200  SONNETS. 

CXLIII.  152.» 

Lo !  as  a  careful  housewife  runs  to  catch 
One  of  her  feather'd  creatures  broke  away ; 
Sets  down  her  babe,  and  makes  all  swift  despatch 
In  pursuit  of  the  thing  she  would  have  stay ; 
Whilst  her  neglected  child  holds  her  in  chase, 
Cries  to  catch  her,  whose  busy  care  is  bent 
To  follow  that  whicli  flies  before  her  face, 
Not  prizing  her  poor  infant's  discontent;  — 
So  runn'st  thou  after  that  which  flies  from  thee, 
Whilst  I,  thy  babe,  chase  thee  afar  behind ; 
But,  if  thou  catch  thy  hope,  turn  back  to  me, 
And  play  the  mother's  part ;  kiss  me,  be  kind : 
So  will  I  pray  that  thou  may'st  have  thy  Will, 
Tf  thou  turn  back,  and  my  loud  crying  still. 

CLIII. 
CXLIV.  137.  f 

Two  loves  I  have  of  comfort  and  despair, 
Which,  like  two  spirits,  do  suggest  me  still :  *' 
The  better  angel  is  a  man,  right  fair ; 
The  worser  spirit  a  woman,  colour'd  ill. 
To  win  me  soon  to  hell,  my  female  evil 
Tempteth  my  better  angel  from  my  side, 
And  would  corrupt  my  saint  to  be  a  devil, 
Wooing  his  purity  with  her  foul  pride. 
And  whether  that  my  angel  be  turn'd  fiend, 
Suspect  I  may,  yet  not  directly  tell ; 

*  This  Sonnet  stands  in  continuation  of  the  cxxxvi.  in  the  trio 
playing  upon  the  Poet's  name. 

t  Thjs  Sonnet  continues  the  cxxxiv.,  in  the  set  of  three  en- 
titled "Infidelity." 

85  Suggest  was  continually  used  for  tempt.  —  This  Sonnet,  also, 
was  first  printed  in  The  Passionate  Pilgrim,  with  some  variations. 

H. 


SONNETS.  201 

But  being  both  from  me,  both  to  each  friend, 
I  guess  one  angel  in  another's  hell : 
Yet  this  shall  I  ne'er  know,  but  live  in  doubt, 
Till  my  bad  angel  fire  my  good  one  out. 

XXXIII. 
CXLV.  97." 

Those  lips  that  Love's  own  hand  did  make, 
Breath'd  forth  the  sound  that  said,  "I  hate,** 
To  me,  that  languish'd  for  her  sake ; 
But  when  she  saw  my  woeful  state, 
Straight  in  her  heart  did  mercy  come, 
Chiding  that  tongue,  that  ever  sweet 
Was  us'd  in  giving  gentle  doom  ; 
And  taught  it  thus  anew  to  greet : 
"  I  hate,"  she  alter'd  with  an  end, 
That  follow'd  it  as  gentle  day 
Doth  follow  night,  who,  like  a  fiend, 
From  heaven  to  hell  is  flown  away : 
"  I  hate,"  from  hate  away  she  threw, 
And  sav'd  my  life,  saying,  —  "not  you." 

C. 

CXLVI.  68.  t 

Poor  soul,  the  centre  of  my  sinful  earth," 
Fool'd  by  those  rebel  powers  that  thee  array, 

"  This  Sonnet  seems  unconnected  with  any  other,  its  title  b«- 
ir,g/  perhaps,  "  I  Hate  not  You."  In  our  numbering,  it  follows 
the  r.vi. 

t  This  Sonnet  is  set  off  by  itself,  as  unconnected  with  any 
othor,  and  entitled  "The  Soul."  In  our  numbering  it  follows  the 
OXXI. 

86  Earth  for  body.  —  In  the  next  line,  the  original  mis-repeats 
"My  sinful  earth"  instead  of  Fool'd  by,  thus  making  a  verse  of 
twelve  syllables,  and  of  stark  nonsense.  The  present  reading  is 
Malone's  :  Steevens  would  read  Starv'd  instead  of  Fool'd.  • 


(Y  SONNETS. 

Why  dost  thou  pine  within,  and  suffer  dearth. 
Painting  thy  outward  walls  so  costly  gay? 
Why  so  large  cost,  having  so  short  a  lease, 
Dost  thou  upon  thy  fading  mansion  spend  ? 
Shall  worms,  inheritors  of  this  excess, 
Eat  up  thy  charge  ?   is  this  thy  body's  end  ? 
Then,  soul,  live  thou  upon  thy  servant's  loss, 
And  let  that  pine  to  aggravate  thy  store ; 
Buy  terms  divine  in  selling  hours  of  dross ; 
Within  be  fed,  without  be  rich  no  more : 
So  shall  thou  feed  on  death,  that  feeds  on  men  ; 
And,  death  once  dead,  there's  no  more  dying  then! 

XCVIL 
CXLVII.  130.* 

My  love  is  as  a  fever,  longing  still 

For  that  which  longer  nurseth  the  disease , 

Feeding  on  that  which  doth  preserve  the  ill, 

TV  uncertain  sickly  appetite  to  please. 

My  reason,  the  physician  to  my  love, 

Angry  that  his  prescriptions  are  not  kept, 

Hath  left  me ;   and  I  desperate  now  approve, 

Desire  is  death,  which  physic  did  except. 

Past  cure  I  am,  now  reason  is  past  care, 

And  frantic  mad  with  ever-more  unrest : 

My  thoughts  and  my  discourse  as  madmen's  are, 

At  random  from  the  truth  vainly  express'd  ; 

For  I  have  sworn  thee  fair,  and  thought  thee  blight, 

Who  art  as  black  as  hell,  as  dark  as  night. 

CXLVIII.  131. 

O  me  !   what  eyes  hath  love  put  in  my  head, 
Which  have  no  correspondence  with  true  sight ! 

*  This  and  the  next  continue  the  CXLII.  in  the  series  of  ten  <M 
-Love  and  Hatred  "  beginning  with  the  cxxix 


SONNETS.  203 

Or,  if  they  have,  where  is  my  judgment  fled, 
That  censures  falsely  what  they  see  aright  ?  " 
If  that  be  fair  whereon  my  false  eyes  dote, 
What  means  the  world  to  say  it  is  not  so? 
If  it  be  not,  then  love  doth  well  denote 
Love's  eye  is  not  so  true  as  all  men's  no. 
How  can  it  ?     O  !  hoxv  can  Love's  eye  be  true, 
That  is  so  vex'd  with  watching  and  with  tears  ? 
No  marvel,  then,  though  I  mistake  my  view ; 
The  sun  itself  sees  not,  till  heaven  clears. 
O,  cunning  Love !  with  tears  thou  keep'st  me  blind, 
Lest  eyes  well-seeing  thy  foul  faults  should  find. 

CL. 

CXLIX.  93.» 

Canst  thou,  O  cruel !  say  I  love  thee  not, 
When  I,  against  myself,  with  thee  partake?6* 
Do  I  not  think  on  thee,  when  I  forgot 
Am  of  myself,  all  tyrant,  for  thy  sake  ? 
Who  hateth  thee  that  I  do  call  my  friend  ? 
On  whom  frown 'st  thou  that  I  do  fawn  upon? 
Nay,  if  thou  lower'st  on  me,  do  I  not  spend 
Revenge  upon  myself  with  present  moan  ? 
What  merit  do  I  in  myself  respect, 
That  is  so  proud  thy  service  to  despise, 
When  all  my  best  doth  worship  thy  defect, 
Commanded  by  the  motion  of  thine  eyes? 
But,  love,  hate  on  ;   for  now  I  know  thy  mind : 
Tl.ose  that  can  see  thou  lov'st,  and  I  am  blind. 

LVII. 

*  This  Sonnet  continces  the  CXL.  in  the  set  of  three  on  "  Tyr- 
anny." 

31  Censures  in  the  .sense  of  Judges.  Such  was  the  more  com- 
mon meaning  of  the  word,  as  may  be  seen  by  many  instances  in 
the  plays.  H. 

68  That  is,  take  part. 


204  SONNETS 

CL,.  132.* 

O !  from  what  power  hast  thou  this  powerful  might, 

With  insufficiency  my  heart  to  sway  7 

To  make  me  give  the  lie  to  my  true  sight, 

And  swear  that  brightness  doth  not  grace  the  day  1 

Whence  hast  thou  this  becoming  of  things  ill, 

That  in  the  very  refuse  of  thy  deeds 

There  is  such  strength  and  warrantise  of  skill, 

That,  in  my  mind,  thy  worst  all  best  exceeds  ? 

Who  taught  thee  how  to  make  me  love  thee  mow 

The  more  I  hear  and  see  just  cause  of  hate  1 

O !  though  I  love  what  others  do  abhor, 

With  others  thou  should'st  not  abhor  my  state : 

If  thy  unworthiness  rais'd  love  in  me, 

More  worthy  I  to  be  belov'd  of  thee. 

CLL.  133. 

Love  is  too  young  to  know  what  conscience  is , 
Yet  who  knows  not,  conscience  is  born  of  love  7 
Then,  gentle  cheater,  urge  not  my  amiss,89 
Lest  guilty  of  my  faults  thy  sweet  self  prove : 
For,  thou  betraying  me,  1  do  betray 
My  nobler  part  to  my  gross  body's  treason ; 
My  soul  doth  tell  my  body  that  he  may 
Triumph  in  love  ;  flesh  stays  no  further  reason  • 
But,  rising  at  thy  name,  doth  point  out  thee 
As  his  triumphant  prize.      Proud  of  this  pride, 
He  is  contented  thy  poor  drudge  to  be, 
To  stand  in  thy  affairs,  fall  by  thy  side. 
No  want  of  conscience  hold  it,  that  I  call 
Her  love,  for  whose  dear  love  I  rise  and  fall. 

*  This  and  the  next  two  are  made  to  continue  the  CXLVIII., 
finishing  the  series  of  ten  on  "  Love  and  Hatred." 

*9   Amiss  as  a  substantive,  for  the  thing  done  amiss.     See  note 
18  u. 


SONNETS.  *205 

CLH.  134 

In  loving  thee  thou  know'st  I  am  forsworn, 
But  thou  art  twice  forsworn,  to  me  love  swearing , 
In  act  thy  bed-vow  broke,  and  new  faith  torn, 
In  vowing  new  hate  after  new  love  bearing. 
But  why  of  two  oaths'  breach  do  I  accuse  thee, 
When  I  break  twenty?     I  am  perjur'd  most; 
For  all  my  vows  are  oaths  but  to  misuse  thee, 
And  all  my  honest  faith  in  thee  is  lost : 
For  I  have  sworn  deep  oaths  of  thy  deep  kindness, 
Oaths  of  thy  love,  thy  truth,  thy  constancy ; 
And,  to  enlighten  thee,  gave  eyes  to  blindness, 
Or  made  them  swear  against  the  thing  they  see : 
For  I  have  sworn  thee  fair ;  more  perjur'd  I, 
To  swear,  against  the  truth,  so  foul  a  lie ! 

CXXXUI, 

CLIII.  153.- 

Cupid  laid  by  his  brand,  and  fell  asleep : 
A  maid  of  Dian's  this  advantage  found, 
And  his  love-kindling  fire  did  quickly  steep 
In  a  cold  valley-fountain  of  that  ground ; 
Which  borrow'd  from  this  holy  fire  of  love 
A  dateless  lively  heat,  still  to  endure, 
And  grew  a  seething  bath,  which  yet  men  prove 
Against  strange  maladies  a  sovereign  cure. 
But  at  my  mistress'  eye  love's  brand  new-fir'd, 
The  boy  for  trial  needs  would  touch  my  breast: 
I,  sick  withal,  the  help  of  bath  desir'd, 
And  thither  hied,  a  sad  distemper'd  guest, 

*  This  Sonnet  and  the  next  are  set  together  by  themselves,  to 
be  headed  "The  Little  Love-God."  In  our  numbering,  they  fol- 
low the  CXLIII.  It  is  quite  clear  that  they  have  no  connection 
or  continuity  with  any  of  the  preceding. 


206  SONNETS. 

But  found  no  cure :  the  bath  for  my  help  lies 
Where  Cupid  got  new  fire,  —  my  mistress   eyes. 

CLIV.  154. 

The  little  Love-god,  lying  once  asleep, 

Laid  by  his  side  his  heart-inflaming  brand, 

Whilst  many  nymphs,  that  vow'd  chaste  life  to  keep 

Came  tripping  by ;  but  in  her  maiden  hand 

The  fairest  votary  took  up  that  fire 

Which  many  legions  of  true  hearts  had  warm'd , 

And  so  the  general  of  hot  desire 

Was,  sleeping,  by  a  virgin  hand  disarm'd. 

This  brand  she  quenched  in  a  cool  well  by, 

Which  from  love's  fire  took  heat  perpetual, 

Growing  a  bath  and  healthful  remedy 

For  men  diseas'd ;  but  I,  my  mistress'  thrall, 

Came  there  for  cure,  and  this  by  that  I  prove 

Love's  fire  heats  water,  water  cools  not  love 


A  LOVER'S  COMPLAINT. 


FROM  off  a  hill,  whose  concave  womb  reworded 
A  plaintful  story  from  a  sistering  vale, 
My  spirits  t'  attend  this  double  voice  accorded, 
And  down  I  laid  to  list  the  sad-tun'd  tale  ; 
Ere  long  espied  a  fickle  maid  full  pale, 
Tearing  of  papers,  breaking  rings  a-twain, 
Storming  her  world  with  sorrow's  wind  and  rain. 

Upon  her  head  a  platted  hive  of  straw, 

Which  fortified  her  visage  from  the  sun, 

Whereon  the  thought  might  think  sometime  it  saw 

The  carcass  of  a  beauty  spent  and  done : 

Time  had  not  scythed  all  that  youth  begun, 

Nor  youth  all  quit ;   but,  spite  of  heaven's  fell  rage. 

Some  beauty  peep'd  through  lattice  of  sear'd  age. 

Oft  did  she  heave  her  napkin  to  her  eyne, 
Which  on  it  had  conceited  characters,1 
Laundering  the  silken  figures  in  the  brine 
That  season'd  woe  had  pelleted  in  tears,8 
And  often  reading  what  contents  it  bears; 
As  often  shrieking  undistinguish'd  woe 
In  clamours  of  all  size,  both  high  and  low. 

Sometimes  her  levell'd  eyes  their  carriage  ride,' 
As  they  did  battery  to  the  spheres  intend ; 

1  The  more  usual  meaning  of  conceited  was  ingenious  or  /an. 
ci/ul.  a. 

*  Laundering  is  laving  or  washing.     Pelleted  is  formed  into 
little  balls. 

*  In  allusion  to  a  piece  of  ordnance 


208  A  LOVER'S  COMPLAINT. 

Sometime  diverted  their  poor  balls  are  tied 
To  the  orb'd  earth ;  sometimes  they  do  extend 
Their  view  right  on  ;   anon  their  gazes  lend 
To  every  place  at  once,  and  nowhere  fix'd, 
The  mind  and  sight  distractedly  commix'd. 

Her  hair,  nor  loose,  nor  tied  in  formal  plat, 
Proclaim'd  in  her  a  careless  hand  of  pride  ; 
For  some,  untuck'd,  descended  her  sheav'd  hat,4 
Hanging  her  pale  and  pined  cheek  beside ; 
Some  in  her  threaden  fillet  still  did  bide, 
And,  true  to  bondage,  would  not  break  from  thence^ 
Though  slackly  braided  in  loose  negligence. 

A  thousand  favours  from  a  maund  she  drew  * 

Of  amber,  crystal,  and  of  beaded  jet, 

Which  one  by  one  she  in  a  river  threw, 

Upon  whose  weeping  margent  she  was  set; 

Like  usury,  applying  wet  to  wet," 

Or  monarchs'  hands,  that  let  not  bounty  fall 

Where  want  cries  "  some,"  but  where  excess  begs  all 

Of  folded  schedules  had  she  many  a  one, 
Which  she  perus'd,  sigh'd,  tore,  and  gave  the  flood ; 
Crack'd  many  a  ring  of  posied  gold  and  bone, 
Bidding  them  find  their  sepulchres  in  mud ; 
Found  yet  more  letters  sadly  penn'd  in  blood, 
With  sleided  silk  feat  and  affectedly 
Enswath'd,  and  seal'd  to  curious  secrecy.7 

4  Called  sheav'd  because  made  from  sheaves  of  straw.        H. 

6  Maund  is  still  used  for  a  basket  in  the  north  of  Er  gland.— 
The  original  has  bedded  instead  of  beaded.  The  correction  waa 
suggested  by  Malone,  and  is  approved  by  Dyce. 

6  Like  usury,  because  adding  more  to  what  is  already  too  much. 
See  As  You  Like  It,  Act  ii.  sc.  1,  notes  6  and  7.  H. 

T  Sltided  silk  is  raw  or  unwrought  silk  ;  elsewhere  called  sleavt 
silk.  See  Macbeth,  Act  ii.  sc.  2,  note  2. — Feat  is  neat,  dtxterout 
See  Cymbeline,  Act  i  sc.  1,  note  6  ;  and  Act  v.  sc.  5,  note  3. 


A    LOVER'S    COMPLAINT.  209 

These  often  bath'd  she  in  her  fluxive  eyes, 

And  often  kiss'd,  and  often  'gan  to  tear, 

Cried,  O  false  blood !   thou  register  of  lies, 

What  unapproved  witness  dost  thou  bear! 

Ink  would   have  seem'd  more  black   and  damned 

here ! 

This  said,  in  top  of  rage  the  lines  she  rents, 
Big  discontent  so  breaking  their  contents. 

A  reverend  man  that  graz'd  his  cattle  nigh, 

Sometime  a  blusterer,  that  the  ruffle  knew 

Of  court,  of  city,  and  had  let  go  by 

The  swiftest  hours,  observed  as  they  flew, 

Towards  this  afflicted  fancy  fastly  drew ;  * 

And,  privileg'd  by  age,  desires  to  know, 

In  brief,  the  grounds  and  motives  of  her  woe. 

So  slides  he  down  upon  his  grained  bat,* 
And  comely-distant  sits  he  by  her  side; 
When  he  again  desires  her,  being  sat, 
Her  grievance  with  his  hearing  to  divide : 
If  that  from  him  there  may  be  aught  applied, 
Which  may  her  suffering  ecstasy  assuage, 
'Tis  promis'd,  in  the  charity  of  age. 

Father,  she  says,  though  in  me  you  behold 
The  injury  of  many  a  blasting  hour, 
Let  it  not  tell  your  judgment  I  am  old ; 
Not  age,  but  sorrow,  over  me  hath  power : 
I  might  as  yet  have  been  a  spreading  flower, 
Fresh  to  myself,  if  I  had  self-applied 
Love  to  myself,  and  to  no  love  beside. 

8  Fancy  was  often  used  for  love ;  here,  of  course,  it  means  thi 
subject  of  the  passion.  H. 

0  Bat  is  cudgel  or  club  ;  here  meaning  the  man's  staff.      H 

14 


210  A    LOVERS    COMPLAINT. 

But,  woe  is  me  !   too  early  L  attended 
A  youthful  suit  (it  was  to  gain  my  grace) 
Of   one  by  nature's  outwards  so  commended, 
That  maidens'  eyes  stuck  over  all  his  face : 
Love  lack'd  a  dwelling,  and  made  him  her  place ; 
And  when  in  his  fair  parts  she  did  abide, 
She  was  new  lodg'd,  and  newly  deified. 

His  browny  locks  did  hang  in  crooked  curls, 
And  every  light  occasion  of  the  wind 
Upon  his  lips  their  silken  parcels  hurls. 
What's  sweet  to  do,  to  do  will  aptly  find : 
Each  eye  that  saw  him  did  enchant  the  mind ; 
For  on  his  visage  was  in  little  drawn, 
What  largeness  thinks  in  paradise  was  sawn.10 

Small  show  of  man  was  yet  upon  his  chin : 
His  phoenix  down  began  but  to  appear, 
Like  unshorn  velvet,  on  that  termless  skin, 
Whose  bare  outbragg'd  the  web  it  seem'd  to  wear ; 
Yet  show'd  his  visage  by  that  cost  most  dear, 
And  nice  affections  wavering  stood  in  doubt 
If  best  'twere  as  it  was,  or  best  without. 

His  qualities  were  beauteous  as  his  form, 

For  maiden-tongued  he  was,  and  thereof  free ; 

Yet,  if  men  mov'd  him,  was  he  such  a  storm, 

As  oft  'twixt  May  and  April  is  to  see, 

When  winds  breathe  sweet,  unruly  though  they  be 

His  rudeness  so  with  his  authoriz'd  youth 

Did  livery  falseness  in  a  pride  of  truth. 

Well  could  he  ride,  and  often  men  would  say,  -  - 
v*  That  horse  his  mettle  from  his  rider  takes : 

10  Sawn  for  town,  to  rhyme  with  drawn. 


A    LOVER'S    COMPLAINT.  211 

Proud  of  subjection,  noble  by  the  sway, 

What  rounds,  what  bounds,  what  course,  ivhat  stop 

he  makes ! " 

And  controversy  hence  a  question  takes, 
Whether  the  horse  by  him  became  his  deed, 
Or  he  his  manage  by  th'  well-doing  steed. 

But  quickly  on  this  side  the  verdict  went : 

His  real  habitude  gave  life  and  grace 

To  appertainings  and  to  ornament ; 

Accomplish'd  in  himself,  not  in  his  case  : 

All  aids,  themselves  made  fairer  by  their  place, 

Came  for  additions,  yet  their  purpos'd  trim 

Piec'd  not  his  grace,  but  were  all  grac'd  by  him. 

So  on  the  tip  of  his  subduing  tongue 
All  kind  of  arguments  and  question  deep, 
All  replication  prompt,  and  reason  strong, 
For  his  advantage  still  did  wake  and  sleep : 
To  make  the  weeper  laugh,  the  laugher  weep, 
He  had  the  dialect  and  different  skill, 
Catching  all  passions  in  his  craft  of  will : " 

That  he  did  in  the  general  bosom  reign 
Of  young,  of  old ;  and  sexes  both  enchanted, 
To  dwell  with  him  in  thoughts,  or  to  remain 
In  personal  duty,  following  where  he  haunted  : 
Consents,  bewitch'd,  ere  he  desire  have  granted 
And  dialogued  for  him  what  he  would  say, 
Ask'd  their  own  wills,  and  made  their  wills  obey 

Many  there  were  that  did  his  picture  get, 

To  serve  their  eyes,  and  in  it  put  their  mind ; 

Like  fools  that  in  th'  imagination  set 

The  goodly  objects  which  abroad  they  find 

Of  lands  and  mansions,  theirs  in  thought  assign'd 

11  What  a  just  and  admirable  description  of  the  Poet  hitnsell 

H. 


812  A  LOVER'S  COMPLAINT. 

And  labouring  in  more  pleasures  to  bestow  them. 
Than    the   true    gouty   landlord,    which   doth   owe 
them.1* 

So,  many  have,  that  never  touch'd  his  hand, 
Sweetly  suppos'd  them  mistress  of  his  heart. 
My  woeful  self,  that  did  in  freedom  stand, 
And  was  my  own  fee-simple,  (not  in  part,) 
What  with  his  art  in  youth,  and  youth  in  art, 
Threw  my  affections  in  his  charmed  power, 
Reserv'd  the  stalk,  and  gave  him  all  my  flowei 

Yet  did  I  not,  as  some  my  equals  did, 

Demand  of  him,  nor,  being  desired,  yielded ; 

Finding  myself  in  honour  so  forbid, 

With  safest  distance  I  mine  honour  shielded : 

Experience  for  me  many  bulwarks  builded 

Of  proofs  new-bleeding,  which  remain'd  the  foil 

Of  this  false  jewel,  and  his  amorous  spoil. 

But,  ah !   who  ever  shunn'd  by  precedent 

The  destin'd  ill  she  must  herself  assay  ? 

Or  forc'd  examples,  'gainst  her  own  content, 

To  put  the  by-pass'd  perils  in  her  way  1 

Counsel  may  stop  awhile  what  will  not  stay ; 

For  when  we  rage,  advice  is  often  seen, 

By  blunting  us,  to  make  our  wits  more  keen. 

Nor  gives  it  satisfaction  to  our  blood, 
That  we  must  curb  it  upon  others'  proof, 
To  be  forbid  the  sweets  that  seem  so  good, 
For  fear  of  harms  that  preach  in  our  behoof. 
O  appetite,  from   judgment  stand  aloof! 
The  one  a  palate  hath  that  needs  will  taste, 
Though  reason  weep,  and  cry,   "  It  is  thy  last. ' 

ls   Owe  for  own,  possest. 


A    LOVER'S    COMPLAINT.  213 

For  further  I  could  say,  —  "This  man's  untrue;" 
And  knew  the  patterns  of  his  foul  beguiling; 
Heard  where  his  plants  in  others'  orchards  grew; 
Saw  how  deceits  were  gilded  in  his  smiling ; 
Knew  vows  were  ever  brokers  to  defiling ; l3 
Thought  characters  and  words  merely  but  art, 
And  bastards  of  his  foul  adulterate  heart. 

And  long  upon  these  terms  I  held  my  city, 
Till  thus  he  'gan  besiege  me :   "  Gentle  maid, 
Have  of  my  suffering  youth  some  feeling  pity, 
And  be  not  of  my  holy  vows  afraid  : 
That's  to  you  sworn,  to  none  was  ever  said ; 
For  feasts  of  love  I  have  been  call'd  unto ; 
Till  now  did  ne'er  invite,  nor  never  woo. 

"All  my  offences  that  abroad  you  see, 

Are  errors  of  the  blood,  none  of  the  mind  ; 

Love  made  them  not :   with  acture  they  may  be,14 

Where  neither  party  is  nor  true  nor  kind : 

They  sought  their  shame  that  so  their  shame  did 

find, 

And  so  much  less  of  shame  in  me  remains, 
By  how  much  of  me  their  reproach  contains. 

"Among  the  many  that  mine  eyes  have  seen, 

Not  one  whose  flame  my  heart  so  much  as  warm'd, 

Or  my  affection  put  to  th'  smallest  teen,16 

Or  any  of  my  leisures  ever  charm 'd : 

Harm  have  I  done  to  them,  but  ne'er  was  harm'd ; 

Kept  hearts  in  liveries,  but  mine  own  was  free, 

And  reign'd,  commanding  in  his  monarchy. 

11  Broker  was  used  for  a  pander,  or  go-between.     See  Troiluf 
and  Cressida,  Act  v.  sc.  11,  note  3.  H. 

14  Acture  for  action.     So  in  Hamlet  we  have  eiiactures.     H. 

15  The  plays  have  many  instances  of  teen  tkus  used  for  grief 
or  tnrrote  H. 


214  A  LOVER'S  COMPLAINT. 

"  Look  here,  what  tributes  wounded  fancies  sent  me, 

Of  paled  pearls,  and  rubies  red  as  blood ; 

Figuring  that  they  their  passions  likewise  lent  me 

Of  grief  and  blushes,  aptly  understood 

In  bloodless  wJtite  and  the  encrimson'd  mood ; 

Effects  of  terror  and  dear  modesty, 

Encamp'd  in  hearts,  but  fighting  outwardly. 

"And,  lo  !   behold,  these  talents  of  their  hair,1* 
With  twisted  metal  amorously  impleach'd, 
I  have  receiv'd  from  many  a  several  fair, 
(Their  kind  acceptance  weepingly  beseech'd,) 
With  the  annexions  of  fair  gems  enrich'd, 
And  deep-brain'd  sonnets,  that  did  amplify 
Each  stone's  dear  nature,  worth,  and  quality. 

•'The  diamond,  why,  'twas  beautiful  and  hard, 
Whereto  his  invis'd  properties  did  tend;17 
The  deep-green  emerald,  in  whose  fresh  regard 
Weak  sights  their  sickly  radiance  do  amend ; 
The  heaven-hued  sapphire  and  the  opal  blend 
With  objects  manifold  :   each  several  stone, 
With  wit  well  blazon'd,  smil'd  or  made  some  moan, 

"  Lo  !   all  these  trophies  of  affections  hot, 
Of  pensiv'd  and  subdued  desires  the  tender, 
Nature  hath  charg'd  me  that  I  hoard  them  not, 
But  yield  them  up  where  I  myself  must  render, 
That  is,  to  you,  my  origin  and  ender : 
For  these,  of  force,  must  your  oblations  be, 
Since  I  their  altar,  you  enpatron  me. 

18  Talents  is  probably  used,  to  express  the  costliness  of  the  gifts 
—  Impleach'd  is  intertwined.  See  Antony  and  Cleopatra,  Act  iv 
gc.  12,  note  8.  H. 

17  Invis'd  for  unseen  or  invisible  ;  probably  a  word  of  the  Poet's 
»wu  coining,  as  no  jtlier  instance  of  il  is  known.  H 


A  LOVER'S  COMPLAINT.  215 

•'O  then..'  advance  of  yours  that  phraseleas  hand, 
Whose  white  weighs  down  the  airy  scale  of  praise ; 
Take  all  these  similes  to  your  own  command, 
Hallow'd  with  sighs  that  burning  lungs  did  raise ; 
What  me,  your  minister,  for  you  obeys, 
Works  under  you  ;  and  to  your  audit  cornea 
Their  distract  parcels  in  combined  sums. 

"  Lo !  this  device  was  sent  me  from  a  nun, 
A   sister  sanctified,  of  holiest  note ; 
Which  late  her  noble  suit  in  court  did  shun,18 
Whose  rarest  havings  made  the  blossoms  dote  :  '* 
Fur  she  was  sought  by  spirits  of  richest  coat, 
But  kept  cold  distance ;  and  did  thence  remove, 
To  spend  her  living  in  eternal  love. 

"  But  O,  my  sweet !  what  labour  is't  to  leave 
The  thing  we  love  not,  mastering  what  not  strive*  t 
Paling  the  place  which  did  no  form  receive ; to 
Playing  patient  sports  in  unconstrained  gyves? 
She  that  her  fame  so  to  herself  contrives,81 
The  scars  of  battle  'scapeth  by  the  flight, 
And  makes  her  absence  valiant,  not  her  might. 

"  O,  pardon  me,  in  that  my  boast  is  true ! 
The  accident  which  brought  me  to  her  eye, 
Upon  the  moment  did  her  force  subdue, 

8  That  is,  retired  from  the  solicitation  of  her  noble  suitors. 

19  Whose  captivations  were  so  great  as  to  bewitch  the  flower 
of  tne  nobility.—  Coat,  in  the  next  line,  probably  means  coat  of 
arms  ;  men  of  splendid  heraldry.  H. 

*°  Securing  within  the  pale  of  a  cloister  that  heart  which  had 
never  received  the  impression  of  love.  The  original  has  Playing, 
which  Malone  changed  to  Paling,  that  is,  fencing.  —  In  tbe  pre- 
ceding line,  the  original  misprints  hare  instead  of  love.  H. 

11  Contrive  was  sometimes  used  as  from  the  Latin  contero,  for 
wear  away  or  spend.  iSee  The  Taming  of  the  Shrew,  Act  i.  se,  *. 
note  19.  B 


216  A  LOVER'S  COMPLAINT. 

And  now  she  would  the  caged  cloister  fly ; 
Religious  love  put  out  religion's  eye : 
Not  to  be  tempted,  would  she  be  immur'd, 
And  now,  to  tempt  all,  liberty  procur'd. 

"  How  mighty,  then,  you  are,  O,  hear  me  tell ! 

The  broken  bosoms  that  to  me  belong 

Have  emptied  all  their  fountains  in  my  well, 

And  mine  I  pour  your  ocean  all  among : 

I  strong  o'er  them,  and  you  o'er  me  being  strong, 

Must  for  your  victory  us  all  congest,22 

As  compound  love  to  physic  your  cold  breast 

"My  parts  had  power  to  charm  a  sacred  nun. 
Who,  disciplin'd  and  dieted  in  grace,23 
Believ'd  her  eyes,  when  they  t'  assail  begun, 
All  vows  and  consecrations  giving  place. 
O,  most  potential  love !   vow,  bond,  nor  space, 
In  thee  hath  neither  sting,  knot,  nor  confine ; 
For  thou  art  all,  and  all  things  else  are  thine. 

"  When  thou  impresses!,  what  are  precepts  worth 
Of  stale  example  1      When  thou  wilt  inflame, 
How  coldly  those  impediments  stand  forth 
Of  wealth,  of  filial  fear,  law,  kindred,  fame ! 
Love   arms   our   peace   'gainst  rule,  'gainst  sense, 

'gainst  shame ; 

And  sweetens,  in  the  suffering  pangs  it  bears, 
The  aloes  of  all  forces,  shocks,  and  fears. 

"Now,  all  these  hearts  that  do  on  mine  depend, 
Feeling  it  break,  with  bleeding  groans  they  pine ; 

22  To  congest  is  to  heap  together. 

13  Of  the  original,  some  copies  have  /  died,  others,  /  dieted, 
wiiicn  was  changed  to  and  dieted  by  Malone.  —  The  original  mis- 
^rinis  sun  for  nun.  The  change  is  Malone's.  H. 

*4  The  warfare  that  love  carries  on  against  rule, sense,  and  shame 
produces  to  the  parties  engaged  a  peaceful  enjoyment. 


A    LOVER'S    COMPLAINT.  5il7 

And  supplicant  their  sighs  to  you  extend, 
To  leave  the  battery  that  you  make  'gainst  mine; 
Lending  soft  audience  to  my  sweet  design, 
And  credent  soul  to  that  strong-bonded  oath, 
That  shall  prefer  and  undertake  my  troth." 

This  said,  his  watery  eyes  he  did  dismount, 
Whose  sights  till  then  were  levell'd  on  my  face ; 
Each  cheek  a  river  running  from  a  fount 
With  brinish  current  downward  flow'd  apace. 
O,  how  the  channel  to  the  stream  gave  grace ! 
Who,  glaz'd  with  crystal,  gate  the  glowing  roses 
That  flame  through  water  which  their  hue  encloses. 

O  father !   what  a  hell  of  witchcraft  lies 
In  the  small  orb  of  one  particular  tear ! 
But  with  the  inundation  of  the  eyes, 
What  rocky  heart  to  water  will  not  wear  ? 
What  breast  so  cold,  that  is  not  warmed  here  ? 
O,  cleft  effect !  cold  modesty,  hot  wrath, 
Both  fire  from  hence  and  chill  extincture  hath ! 

For,  lo !  his  passion,  but  an  art  of  craft, 

Even  there  resolv'd  my  reason  into  tears; 

There  my  white  stole  of  chastity  I  daff 'd ; 

Shook  off  my  sober  guards,  and  civil  fears  ; 

Appear  to  him,  as  he  to  me  appears, 

All  melting ;  though  our  drops  this  difference  bore, 

His  poison'd  me,  and  mine  did  him  restore. 

In  him  a  plenitude  of  subtle  matter, 

Applied  to  cautels,  all  strange  forms  receives,** 

Of  burning  blushes,  or  of  weeping  water, 


**   Cautel  is  deceit  or  fraud.     See  Coriolanns,  Act  iv    §e. 
note  3.  a 


218  A  LOVER'S  COMPLAINT 

Or  swooning  paleness ;  and  he  takes  and  leaves, 
In  cither's  aptness,  as  it  best  deceives, 
To  blush  at  speeches  rank,  to  weep  at  woes, 
Or  to  turn  white,  and  swoon  at  tragic  shows : 

That  not  a  heart,  which  in  his  level  came, 
Could  scape  the  hail  of  his  all-hurting  aim, 
Showing  fair  nature  is  both  kind  and  tame  ; 
And,  veil'd  in  them,  did  win  whom  he  would  maim. 
Against  the  thing  he  sought  he  would  exclaim : 
When  he  most  burn'd  in  heart-wish'd  luxury, 
He  preach'd  pure  maid,  and  prais'd  cold  chastity. 

Thus,  merely  with  the  garment  of  a  Grace, 
The  naked  and  concealed  tiend  he  cover'd ; 
That  th'  unexperienc'd  gave  the  tempter  place, 
Which,  like  a  cherubin,  above  them  hover'd. 
Who,  young  and  simple,  would  not  be  so  lover'd^ 
Ah  me  !   I  fell ;   and  yet  do  question  make 
What  I  should  do  again  for  such  a  sake. 

O,  that  infected  moisture  of  his  eye  ! 
O,  that  false  fire  which  in  his  cheek  so  glow'd ! 
O,  that  forc'd  thunder  from  his  heart  did  fly  ! 
O,  that  sad  breath  his  spongy  lungs  bestow'd  ! 
Ov  all  that  borrow'd  motion,  seeming  owed," 
Would  yet  again  betray  the  fore-betray'd, 
And  new  pervert  a  reconciled  maid  ! 

M  That  is,  that  seemed  real  and  hit  owm, 


INTRODUCTION 


THE  PASSIONATE  PILGRIM. 


"THE  PASSIONATE  PILGRIM,  by  W.  SHAKESPF.ARE.  At 
London  :  Printed  for  W.  Jaggard,  and  are  to  be  sold  by  VV.  I, pake. 
at  the  Greyhound  in  Paul's  Church-yard,  1599."  Such  is  the  title- 
page  of  a  16mo  volume  of  thirty  leaves,  the  contents  of  which  are 
the  same,  and  given  in  the  same  order,  as  in  the  pages  following 
this  Introduction ;  except  that  the  last  poem,  entitled  '•  The  Phos- 
nix  and  Turtle,"  is  taken,  as  will  he  seen  by  note  18,  from  another 
source.  The  collection  was  reprinted  in  1612,  with  additions,  and 
with  a  new  title-page  reading  thus:  "Tne  Passionate  Pilgrim;  Or 
certain  amorous  Sonnets,  between  Venus  and  Adonis,  newly  cor- 
rected and  augmented.  By  W.  Shakespeare.  The  third  Edition  : 
Whereunto  is  newly  added  two  Love-epistles,  the  first  from  Paris 
to  Helen,  and  Helen's  answer  back  again  to  Paris.  Priiiterl  by 
W.  Jaggard.  1612."  In  some  copies  of  this  edition,  the  words, 
"By  W.  Shakespeare,"  are  omitted  from  the  title-page.  It  is 
here  called  "the  third  edition;"  but  of  the  second,  if  there  were 
any,  as  there  may  have  been,  nothing  has  been  seen  in  modern 
times. 

The  circumstances,  which  were  somewhat  peculiar,  attending 
the  issue  of  these  two  impressions,  are  thus  stated  by  Mr.  Collier! 

"  In  1598  Richard  Barnficld  put  his  name  to  a  small  collection 
of  productions  in  verse,  entitled  The  Encomion  of  Lady  Pecunia, 
which  contained  more  than  one  poem  attributed  to  Shakespeare  in 
The  Passionate  Pilgrim,  1699.  The  first  was  printed  by  John, 
and  the  last  by  William  Jaggard.  Boswell  suggests,  that  John 
Jaggard  iit  1598  might  have  stolen  Shakespeare's  verses,  and  at- 
tributed them  to  Barnficld  ;  but  the  answer  to  this  supposition  is 
two-fold  :  First,  that  Barnfield  formally,  and  in  his  own  name, 
printed  them  as  his  in  1598 ;  and  next,  that  he  reprinted  them  un- 
der the  same  circumstances  in  1605,  notwithstanding  they  had  been 
in  the  mean  time  assigned  to  Shakespeare.  The  truth  seems  to  be, 
that  \V.  Jaggard  look  them  in  159'J  from  Barnlield's  publication 


220  INTRODUCTION. 

printed  by  John  Jaggard  in  1598.  In  1612  W.  Jaggard  we..t 
even  more  boldly  to  work  ;  for  in  the  impression  of  The  Passiou- 
ate  Pilgrim  of  that  year  he  not  only  repeated  Barnfield's  poems 
of  1598.  hut  included  two  of  Ovid's  Epistles,  which  had  been 
lianslated  by  Thomas  Hey  wood,  and  printed  by  him  with  his 
name  in  his  Troja  Britannica,  1609.  The  Epistles  were  made, 
with  some  little  ambiguity,  to  appear,  in  The  Passionate  Pilgrim 
of  1612,  to  have  been  also  the  work  of  Shakespeare.  When, 
therefore,  Heywood  published  his  next  work  in  1612.  he  exposed 
the  wrong  that  had  been  thus  done  to  him,  and  claimed  the  perform 
ances  as  his  own.  He  seems  also  to  have  taken  steps  against  VV. 
Jaggard  ;  for  the  latter  cancelled  the  title-page  of  The  Passionate 
Pilgrim,  1612.  which  contained  the  name  of  Shakespeare,  and  sub- 
stituted another  without  any  name;  so  far  discrediting  Shake- 
speare's right  to  any  of  the  poems  the  work  contained,  although 
some  were  his  beyond  all  dispute.  Malone's  copy  in  the  Bod 
leian  Library  has  both  title-pages. 

"  To  what  extent,  therefore,  we  may  accept  W.  Jaggard's  as 
sertion  of  the  authorship  of  Shakespeare  of  the  poems  in  The 
Passionate  Pilgrim,  is  a  question  of  some  difficulty  Two  Son- 
nets, with  which  the  little  volume  opens,  are  contained,  with  va- 
riations, in  Thorpe's  edition  of  Shakespeare's  Sonnets,  1609:  three 
other  pieces,  also  with  changes,  are  found  in  Love's  Labour's  Lost 
which  had  been  printed  the  year  before  The  Passionate  Pilgrim 
originally  came  out :  another,  and  its  '  answer'  notoriously  belong 
to  Marlowe  and  Raleigh  :  a  Sonnet,  with  some  slight  differences 
had  been  printed  as  his  in  1596,  by  a  person  of  the  name  of  Grif- 
(in  ;  while  one  production  appeared  in  England's  Helicon  in  1600, 
under  the  signature  of  fgnoto." 

There  is  no  need  of  dwelling  any  longer  here  on  the  several 
pieces  in  the  collection,  as  all  the  known  particulars  of  any  con- 
sequence respecting  them  will  be  stated  in  our  noies.  It  may  be 
ivorth  the  while  to  mention,  that  after  the  piece  numbered  xv.,  the 
original  has  a  new  title-page  running  as  follows  :  "  Sonnets  to  sun- 
dry Notes  of  Music.  At  London:  Printed  for  W.  Jaggard,  and 
are  to  be  sold  by  W.  Leake.  at  the  Greyhound  in  Paul's  Church- 
yard," From  which  it  would  seem  that  the  remaining  pieces  of 
the  collection  had  been  married  to  tunes,  for  the  delectation  of 
music-loving  ears  in  the  squire's  hall  and  the  yeoman's  chimney- 
corner,  where  old  songs  were  wont  to  be  sung.  It  is  said,  that 
other  evidence  of  such  marriage  has  descended  to  our  time. 
Touching  the  merits  of  the  following  poems,  perhaps  the  less  said, 
the  better.  Excepting  the  pieces  which  are  found  elsewhere  in  the 
Poet's  works,  and  excepting  the  last  piece,  which  relishes  some- 
what of  his  cunning  style,  they  might  well  enough  be  spared  from 
his  roll  of  authorship.  No  one,  however,  who  rightly  understands 
him,  would  willingly  be  without  a  single  line  that  can  show  any  fail 
credentials  of  having  been  made  or  even  mended  Dy  him. 


THE  PASSIONATE   PILGRIM. 


WHEN  my  love  swears  that  she  is  made  of  truth, 
I  do  believe  her,  though  I  know  she  lies, 
That  she  might  think  me  some  untutor'd  youth, 
Unskilful  in  the  world's  false  forgeries. 
Thus,  vainly  thinking  that  she  thinks  me  young, 
Although  I  know  my  yesirs  he  past  the  best, 
I  smiling  credit  her  false-speaking  tongue, 
Outfacing  faults,  in  love  with  love's  ill  rest. 
B  it  wherefore  says  my  love  that  she  is  young  1 
And  wherefore  say  not  I  that  I  am  old  ? 
O  !   love's  best  habit  is  a  soothing  tongue, 
And  age,  in  love,  loves  not  to  have  years  told. 
Therefore  I'll  lie  with  love,  and  love  with  me, 
Since  that  our  faults  in  love  thus  smother'd  be. 

II. 

Two  loves  I  have  of  comfort  and  despair, 
Which  like  two  spirits  do  suggest  me  still : 
The  better  angel  is  a  man,  right  fair, 
The  worser  spirit  a  woman,  colour'd  ill. 
To  win  me  soon  to  hell,  my  female  evil 
Tempteth  my  better  angel  from  my  side, 
And  would  corrupt  a  saint  to  be  a  devil, 
Wooing  his  purity  with  her  fair  pride : 
And  whether  that  my  angel  be  turn'd  fiend, 
Suspect  1  may,  but  not  directly  tell ; 


^i  THE    PASSIONATE     PILGRIM. 

For  being  both  to  me,  both  to  each  friend, 
I  guess  one  angel  in  another's  hell. 
The  truth  I  shall  not  know,  but  live  in  doubt, 
Till  my  bad  angel  fire  my  good  one  out.1 

in. 

Did  not  the  heavenly  rhetoric  of  thine  eye, 
'Gainst  whom  the  world  cannot  hold  argument, 
Persuade  my  heart  to  this  false  perjury? 
Vows  for  thee  broke  deserve  not  punishment. 
A  woman  I  forswore  ;   but  I  will  prove, 
Thou  being  a  goddess,  I  forswore  not  thee  : 
My  vow  was  earthly,  thou  a  heavenly  love  ; 
Thy  grace  being  gain'd,  cures  all  disgrace  in  me 
My  vow  was  breath,  and  breath  a  vapor  is  : 
Then  thou,  fair  sun,  which  on  my  earth  dost  shine 
Exhale  this  vapor  vow  ;  in  thee  it  is  : 
If  broken,  then,  it  is  no  fault  of  mine; 
If  by  me  broke,  what  fool  is  not  so  wise, 
To  break  an  oath,  to  win  a  paradise  1  * 


IV. 

Sweet  Cytherea,  sitting  by  a  brook, 
With  young  Adonis,  lovely,  fresh,  and  green, 
Did  court  the  lad  with  many  a  lovely  look, 
Su^li  looks  as  none  could  look  but  beauty's 
She  told  him  stories  to  delight  his  ear  ; 
She  show'd  him  favours  to  allure  his  eye  ; 


1  This  Sonnet  and  the  preceding,  which  were  printed  as  part 
of  the  Passionate  Pilgrim  in  1599,  were  also  included  as  the 
cxxxvin.  and  the  CXLIV.  in  the  collection  of  Sonnets  published 
in  1609.  The  two  copies,  it  may  be  seen,  vary  somewhat  in  the 
language;  which  is  our  reason  for  retaining  them  here.  H. 

*  This  Sonnet  is  found,  slightly  varied,  in  Love's  Labour's  Lost 
Aet  iv.  sc.  3  H 


THR    PASSIONATE    PILGRIM.  223 

To  win  his  heart,  she  touch'd  him  here  and  there 

Touches  so  soft  still  conquer  chastity. 

But  whether  unripe  years  did  want  conceit, 

Or  he  refus'd  to  take  her  figur'd  proffer, 

The  tender  nibbler  would  not  touch  the  bait, 

But  smile  and  jest  at  every  gentle  offer : 

Then  fell  she  on  her  back,  fair  queen,  and  toward 

He  rose,  and  ran  away ;  ah,  fool  too  froward ! 

v. 

If  love  make  me  forsworn,  how  shall  I  swear  to 

love? 

O !   never  faith  could  hold,  if  not  to  beauty  vow'd » 
Though  to  myself  forsworn,  to  thee   I'll  constant 

prove ; 
Those  thoughts,  to  me  like  oaks,  to  thee  like  osiers 

bow'd. 

Study  his  bias  leaves,  and  makes  his  book  thine  eyes, 
Where  all   those  pleasures  live,  that  art  can  com 

prehend. 
If   knowledge    be  the   mark,  to  know  thee    shall 

suffice; 
Well-learned    is   that    tongue    that   well   can   thee 

commend ; 

All  ignorant  that  soul  that  sees  thee  without  wonder, 
Which  is  to  me  some  praise,  that  I  thy  parts  ad- 
mire: 
Thine  eye  Jove's    lightning    seems,  thy  voice   his 

dreadful  thunder, 

Which,  not  to  anger  bent,  is  music  and  sweet  fire. 
Celestial  as  thou  art,  O !  do  not  love  that  wrong, 
To  sing  the  heavens'  praise  with  such  an  earthly 

tongue.3 

8  This  Sonnet  also  occurs,  with  some  variations,  in  Love's  La 
hour's  Lost,  Act  iv.  sc.  2.  K. 


224  THE    PASSIONATE    PILGRIM. 

VI. 

Scarce  had  the  sun  dried  up  the  dewy  morn, 

And  scarce  the  herd  gone  to  the  hedge  for  shade 

When  Cytherea,  all  in  love  forlorn, 

A  longing  tarriance  for  Adonis  made, 

Under  an  osier  growing  by  a  brook, — 

A  brook  where  Adon  us'd  to  cool  his  spleen: 

Hot  was  the  day ;  she  hotter,  that  did  look 

For  his  approach,  that  often  there  had  been. 

Anon  he  comes,  and  throws  his  mantle  by, 

And  stood  stark  naked  on  the  brook's  green  brim 

The  sun  look'd  on  the  world  with  glorious  eye, 

Yet  not  so  wistly  as  this  queen  on  him  : 

He,  spying  her,  bounc'd  in,  whereas  he  stood* 

O  Jove  !   quoth  she,  why  was  not  I  a  flood  1 

VII. 

Fair  is  my  love,  but  not  so  fair  as  fickle ; 
Mild  as  a  dove,  but  neither  true  nor  trusty ; 
Brighter  than  glass,  and  yet,  as  glass  is,  brittle, 
Softer  than  wax,  and  yet,  as  iron,  rusty : 
A  lily  pale,  with  damask  dye  to  grace  her ; 
None  fairer,  nor  none  falser  to  deface  her. 

Her  lips  to  mine  how  often  hath  she  join  d, 
Between  each  kiss  her  oaths  of  true  love  swearing 
How  many  tales  to  please  me  hath  she  coin'd, 
Dreading  my  love,  the  loss  whereof  still  fearing! 
Yet,  in  the  midst  of  all  her  pure  pretestings, 
Her  faith,  her  oaths,  her  tears,  and  all  were  jestings 

She  burn'd  with  love,  as  straw  with  fire  flameth ; 
She  burn'd  out  love,  as  soon  as  straw  outburneth ; 
She  fram'd  the  love,  and  yet  she  foil'd  the  framing 
She  bade  love  last,  and  yet  she  fell  a-turning. 


THE     PASSIONATE    PILGRIM. 


225 


Was  this  a  lover,  or  a  lecher  whether? 
Bad  in  the  best,  though  excellent  in  neither. 

vin. 

If  music  and  sweet  poetry  agree,4 
As  they  must  needs,  the  sister  and  the  brother, 
Then  must  the  love  be  great  'twixt  thee  and  me 
Because  thou  lov'st  the  one,  and  I  the  other. 
Douland  to  thee  is  dear,  whose  heavenly  touch 
Upon  the  lute  doth  ravish  human  sense ; 
Spenser  to  me,  whose  deep  conceit  is  such, 
As  passing  all  conceit  needs  no  defence. 
Thou  lov'st  to  hear  the  sweet  melodious  sound 
That  Pho3bus'  lute  (the  queen  of  music)  makes  ; 
And  F  in  deep  delight  am  chiefly  drovvn'd 
Whenas  himself  to  singing  he  betakes. 
One  god  is  god  of  both,  as  poets  feign; 
One  knight  loves  both,  and  both  in  thee  remain. 

IX. 

Fair  was  the  morn,  when  the  fair  queen  of  love,* 

Paler  for  sorrow  than  her  milk-white  dove, 
For  Adon's  sake,  a  youngster  proud  and  wild ' 
Her  stand  she  takes  upon  a  steep-up  hill. 
Anon  Adonis  comes  with  horn  and  hounds : 
She,  silly  queen,  with  more  than  love's  good  will, 
Forbade  the  boy  he  should  not  pass  those  grounds : 

4  This  Sonnet  was  published  in  Richard  Barnfield's  Encomion 
of  Lady  Pecunia,  1598,  the  year  before  its  appearance  in  The 
Passionate  Pilgrim.  It  was  also  retained  in  Barnfield's  edition  of 
1605.  Probably,  therefore,  he  has  a  right  to  the  credit  of  il,  and 
Shakespeare  will  not  be  much  impoverished  by  missing  the  in 
heritance  H. 

*  The  nest  line  is  wanting  in  both  the  old  copies  H 


2^10  THE    PASSIONATE    PILGRIM. 

"Once,"  quoth  she,  "did  I  see  a  fair,  sweet  youth 
Here  in  these  brakes  deep-wounded  with  a  boar, 
Deep  in  the  thigh,  a  spectacle  of  ruth  ! 
See  in  my  thigh,"  quoth  she,  "here  was  the  sore." 
She  showed  hers:  he  saw  more  wounds  than  one; 
And  blushing  fled,  and  left  her  all  alone. 

x. 

Sweet  rose,  fair  flower  untimely  pluck'd,  soon  faded, 
Pluck'd  in  the  bud,  and  faded  in  the  spring  ! 
Bright  orient  pearl,  alack !  too  timely  shaded  ; 
Fair  creature,  kill'd  too  soon  by  death's  sharp  sting ' 
Like  a  green  plum  that  hangs  upon  a  tree, 
And  falls,  (through  wind,)  before  the  fall  should  be 

I  weep  for  thee,  and  yet  no  cause  I  have ; 
For  why?  thou  left'st  me  nothing  in  thy  will: 
And  yet  thou  left'st  me  more  than  I  did  crave ; 
For  why  1   I  craved  nothing  of  thee  still : 
O  yes,  dear  friend  !   I  pardon  crave  of  thee ; 
Thy  discontent  thou  didst  bequeathe  to  me. 

XI. 

Venus,  with  young  Adonis  sitting  by  her, 

Under  a  myrtle  shade,  began  to  woo  him : 

She  told  the  youngling  how  god  Mars  did  try  her 

And  as  he  fell  to  her,  so  fell  she  to  him. 

Even  thus,  (quoth  she,)  the  warlike  god  embrac  d 

me ; 

And  then  she  clipp'd  Adonis  in  her  arms : 
Even  thus,   (quoth   she,)  the   warlike  god    unlac'd 

me ; 

As  if  the  boy  should  use  like  loving  charms : 
Even  thus,  (quoth  she,)  he  seized  on  my  lips ; 
And  with  her  lips  on  his  did  act  the  seizure : 


THE    PASSIONATE    PIL.GR1M.  227 

And  as  she  fetched  breath,  away  he  skips, 

And  would  not  take  her  meaning  nor  her  pleasure 

Ah !  that  I  had  my  lady  at  this  bay, 

To  kiss  and  clip  me  till  I  ran  away  I* 

XII. 

Crabbed  age  and  youth 

Cannot  live  together : 
Youth  is  full  of  pleasance, 

Age  is  full  of  care; 
Youth  like  summer  morn, 

Age  like  winter  weather; 
Youth  like  summer  brave, 

Age  like  winter  bare  : 
Youth  is  full  of  sport, 
Age's  breath  is  short ; 

Youth  is  nimble,  age  is  lame ; 
Youth  is  hot  and  bold, 
Age  is  weak  and  cold ; 

Youth  is  wild,  and  age  is  tame. 
Age,  I  do  abhor  thee; 
Youth,  I  do  adore  thee : 

O,  my  love,  my  love  is  young 
Age,  I  do  defy  thee : 
O,  sweet  shepherd  !  hie  thee, 

For  methinks  thou  stay'st  too  long. 

XIII. 

Beauty  is  but  a  vain  and  doubtful  good; 
A  shining  gloss  that  fadeth  suddenly ; 

8  This  Sonnet,  considerably  varied,  is  the  third  in  a  collection 
of  Sonnets  entitled  Fidessa,  and  published  in  1596,  with  the  name 
of  B.  Griffin  as  the  author.  Mr.  Collier,  however,  had  seen  it  in 
a  manuscript  of  the  time,  with  the  initials  W.  S.  at  the  end.  The 
words,  young  in  the  first  line,  and  so  in  the  fourth,  are  taken  froit 
Griffin's  collection.  H 


228  THE     PASSIONATE    PILGRIM. 

A  flower  that  dies,  when  first  it  'gins  to  bud ; 
A  brittle  glass,  that's  broken  presently  : 
A  doubtful  good,  a  gloss,  a  glass,  a  flower, 
Lost,  faded,  broken,  dead  within  at)  hour. 

And  as  goods  lost  are  seld  or  never  found  ; 
As  faded  gloss  no  rubbing  will  refresh ; 
As  flowers  dead  lie  wither'd1  on  the  ground  ; 
As  broken  glass  no  cement  can  redress ; 
So  beauty,  blemish'd  once,  for  ever's  lost, 
In  spite  of  physic,  painting,  pain,  and  cost. 

XIV. 

Good  night,  good  rest.     Ah!  neither  be  my  share: 
She  bade  good  night,  that  kept  my  rest  away ; 
And  daflT'd  me  to  a  cabin  hang'd  with  care, 
To  descant  on  the  doubts  of  my  decay. 
Farewell,  quoth  she,  and  come  again  to-morrow  , 
Fare  well  I  could  not,  for  I  supp'd  with  sorrow. 

Yet  at  my  parting  sweetly  did  she  smile, 

In  scorn  or  friendship,  nill  I  construe  whether : 7 

'T  may  be,  she  joy'd  to  jest  at  my  exile, 

T  may  be,  again  to  make  me  wander  thither : 

"  Wander  ! "  —  a  word  for  shadows  like  myself, 

As  take  the  pain,  but  cannot  pluck  the  pelf. 

XV. 

Lord,  how  mine  eyes  throw  gazes  to  the  east ! 
My  heart  doth  charge  the  watch ;  the  morning  riw 
Doth  cite  each  moving  sense  from  idle  rest. 
Not  daring  trust  the  office  of  mine  eyes, 
While  Philomela  sits  and  sings  I  sit  and  mark, 
And  wish  her  lays  were  tuned  like  the  lark; 

1    Kill  is  an  old  form  of  trill  not. 


THE    PASSIONATE    PILGflldl.  '£20 

For  she  doth  welcome  daylight  with  her  ditty, 
And  drives  away  dark  dismal-dreaming  night : 
The  night  so  pack'd,  I  post  unto  my  pretty  : 
Heart  hath  his  hope,  and  eyes  their  wished  sight ; 
Sorrow  chang'd  to  solace,  solace  mix'd  with  sorrow ; 
For  why  ?  she  sigh'd,  and  bade  me  come  to-morrow. 

Were  I  with  her,  the  night  would  post  too  soon  ; 
Bu;  now  are  minutes  added  to  the  hours: 
To  spite  me  now,  each  minute  seems  a  moon ; 
Yet  not  for  me,  shine  sun  to  succour  flowers ! 
Pack  night,  peep  day  ;  good  day,  of  night  now  bor- 
row; 
Short,  night,  to-night,  and  length  thyself  to-morrow 

XVI. 

It  was  a  lording's  daughter, 
The  fairest  one  of  three, 
That  liked  of  her  master 
As  well  as  well  might  be, 
Till  looking  on  an  Englishman, 
The  fair'st  that  eye  could  see, 
Her  fancy  fell  a-turning. 

Long  was  the  combat  doubtful, 
That  love  with  love  did  fight, 
To  leave  the  master  loveless, 
Or  kill  the  gallant  knight : 
To  put  in  practice  either^ 
Alas  !  it  was  a  spite 
Unto  the  silly  damsel. 

But  one  must  be  refused, 
More  mickle  was  the  pain, 
That  nothing  could  be  used, 
To  turn  them  both  to  gain; 


230  THE    PASSIONATE    PILGRIM. 

For  of  the  two  the  trusty  knight 
Was  wounded  with  disdain : 
Alas !  she  could  not  help  it. 

Thus  art  with  arms  contending 
Was  victor  of  the  day, 
Which  by  a  gift  of  learning 
Did  bear  the  maid  away : 
Then  lulluby ;  the  learned  man 
Hath  got  the  lady  gay ; 

For  now  my  song  is  ended.8 

XVII. 

On  a  day,  (alack  the  day  !) 
Love,  whose  month  was  ever  May, 
Spied  a  blossom  passing  fair, 
Playing  in  the  wanton  air  : 
Through  the  velvet  leaves  the  wind, 
All  unseen,  'gan  passage  find ; 
That  the  lover,  sick  to  death, 
Wish'd  himself  the  heaven's  breath. 
Air,  quoth  he,  thy  cheeks  may  blow ; 
Air,  would  I  might  triumph  so ! 
But,  alas  !   my  hand  hath  sworn 
Ne'er  to  pluck  thee  from  thy  thorn : 
Vow,  alack,  for  youth  unmeet ; 
Youth,  so  apt  to  pluck  a  sweet. 
Do  not  call  it  sin  in  me, 
That  I  am  forsworn  for  thee : 
Thou,  for  whom  Jove  would'swear 
Juno  but.  an  Ethiop  were  ; 
And  deny  himself  for  Jove, 
Turning  mortal  for  thy  love.* 

8  In  the  original,  this  piece  stands  first  in  the  diviVmn  culled 
''Sonnets  to  sundry  Notes  of  Music."  H. 

*  This  poem,  in  a  more  finished  slate,  and  with  two  addition*! 


THE    PASMONATE    PILGUIM. 
XVIII. 

My  flocks  feed  not, 
My  ewes  breed  not, 
My  rams  speed  not, 

All  is  amiss : 
Love  is  dying, 
Faith's  defying, 
Heart's  denying, 

Causer  of  this. 

All  my  merry  jigs  are  quite  forgot ; 
All  my  lady's  love  is  lost,  God  wot : 
Where  her  faith  was  firmly  fix'd  in  love, 
There  a  nay  is  plac'd  without  remove. 
One  silly  cross 
Wrought  all  my  loss  : 
O,  frowning  Fortune,  cursed,  fickle  dame ! 
For  now  I  see 
Inconstancy 
More  in  women  than  in  men  remain. 

In  black  mourn  I ; 
All  fears  scorn  I ; 
Love  hath  forlorn  me, 

Living  in  thrall : 
Heart  is  bleeding, 
All  help  needing, 
(O,  cruel  speeding !) 

Fraughted  with  gall. 

My  shepherd's  pipe  can  sound  no  deal ; " 
My  wether's  bell  rings  doleful  knell ; 


fines,  occurs  in  Love's  Labour's  Lost,  Act  iv.  sc.  3.  It  was  also 
printed  in  England's  Helicon,  1600,  with  the  signature  "  W 
Shakespeare."  H. 

10  ' '  No  deal "  is  no  part ;  the  same  as  in  the  phrase,  "  a  good 
deal'  H 


2&  THE    PASSIONATE    PILGRIM. 

My  curtail  dog,  that  wont  to  have  pluy'd. 

Plays  not  at  all,  but  seems  afraid  ; 

My  sighs  so  deep, 

Procure  to  weep," 

In  howling-wise,  to  see  my  doleful  plight. 

How  sighs  resound 

Through  harkless  ground, 

Like  a  thousand  vanquish'd  men  in  bloody  fight ! 

Clear  wells  spring  not ; 
Sweet  birds  sing  not ; 
Green  plants  bring  not 
Forth  their  dye : 
Herds  stand  weeping, 
Flocks  all  sleeping, 
Nymphs  back  creeping 

Fearfully. 

All  our  pleasure  known  to  us  poor  swains, 
All  our  merry  meetings  on  the  plains, 
All  our  evening  sport  from  us  is  fled ; 
All  our  love  is  lost,  for  love  is  dead. 
Farewell,  sweet  lass ; 
Thy  like  ne'er  was 

For  a  sweet  content,  the  cause  of  all  my  moan : 
Poor  Coridon 
Must  live  alone ; 
Other  help  for  him  I  see  that  there  is  none.11 

XIX. 

Whenas  thine  eye  hath  chose  the  dame, 
And  stall'd  the  deer  that  thou  wouldst  strike, 

1  That  is,  cause  him,  the  dog1,  to  weep. 

14  This  poem,  also,  was  published  in  England's  Helicon,  but  11 
there  called  "  7'he  unknown  Shepherd's  Complaint,"  and  signed 
Ignoto.  It  had  appeared  anonymously,  with  music,  in  a  collection 
of  Madrigals  by  Thomas  Weelkes,  1597.  The  three  forms  have 
some  slight  variations,  but  none  worth  noticing'.  H. 


THE    PASSIONATE    PILGRIM.  23J* 

Let  reason  rule  things  worthy  blame, 
As  well  as  partial  fancy  like  : 13 
Take  counsel  of  some  wiser  head, 
Neither  too  young,  nor  yet  unwed. 

And  when  thou  com'st  thy  tale  to  tell, 
Smooth  not  thy  tongue  with  filed  talk, 
Lest  she  some  subtle  practice  smell ; 
(A  cripple  soon  can  find  a  halt ;) 
But  plainly  say  thou  lov'st  her  well, 
And  set  her  person  forth  to  sell : 

And  to  her  will  frame  all  thy  ways ; 14 
Spare  not  to  spend,  and  chiefly  there 
Where  thy  desert  may  merit  praise, 
By  ringing  always  in  her  ear. 
The  strongest  castle,  tower,  and  town 
The  golden  bullet  beats  it  down. 

Serve  always  with  assured  trust, 

And  in  thy  suit  be  humble,  true ; 

Unless  thy  lady  prove  unjust, 

Seek  never  thou  to  choose  anew. 

When  time  shall  serve,  be  thou  not  slack 

To  proffer,  though  she  put  thee  back. 

What  though  her  frowning  brows  be  bent, 
Her  cloudy  looks  will  clear  ere  night ; 
And  then  too  late  she  will  repent, 
That  she  dissembled  her  delight ; 

13  In  the  original,  this  line  reads,  "  As  well  as  fancy  party  alt 
might."     The  present  reading  is  taken  by  Mr.  Collier  from  a  man- 
uscript of  the  time.     Malone  had  changed  the  line  into,  "  As  well 
as  fancy,  partial  tike."  H. 

14  In  the  old  copy,  this  stanza  and  the  next  come  in  after  tha 
two  following,  where  they  seem  something  misplaced.     The  pres- 
ent transposition  is  generally  adopted  in  modern  editions.       H. 


234  THE    PASSIONATE    PILGRIM. 

And  twice  desire,  ere  it  be  day, 
That  which  with  scorn  she  put  away. 

What  though  she  strive  to  try  her  strength, 
And  ban,  and  brawl,  and  say  thee  nay, 
Her  feeble  force  will  yield  at  length, 
When  craft  hath  taught  her  thus  to  say, — 
"Had  women  been  so  strong  as  men, 
In  faith,  you  had  not  had  it  then." 

The  wiles  and  guiles  that  women  work, 
Dissembled  with  an  outward  show, 
The  tricks  and  toys  that  in  them  lurk, 
The  cock  that  treads  them  shall  not  know 
Have  you  not  heard  it  said  full  oft, 
A  woman's  nay  doth  stand  for  nought! 

Think,  women  love  to  match  with  men, 
And  not  to  live  so  like  a  saint : 
Here  is  no  heaven ;  they  holy  then 
Begin,  when  age  doth  them  attaint. 
Were  kisses  all  the  joys  in  bed, 
One  woman  would  another  wed. 

But,  soft  !  enough  !  too  much,  I  fear  , 
For  if  my  lady  hear  my  song, 
She  will  not  stick  to  warm  mine  ear, 
To  teach  my  tongue  to  be  so  long : 
Yet  will  she  blush,  here  be  it  said, 
To  hear  her  secrets  so  bewray'd.14 

"  In  the  copy  of  1599,  the  last  two  stanzas  vary  somewhat  froa 
the  text  as  here  given,  which  was  corrected  by  Malone  from  a  man- 
uscript of  the  time.  Warm,  in  the  last  stanza,  is  from  the  man- 
uscript used  by  Mr.  Collier,  the  usual  reading  being  "  wring  mine 
oar"  H. 


THE    PASSION  A1E    PILGRIM.  235 

XX. 

Live  with  me  and  be  my  love,18 
And  we  will  all  the  pleasures  prove, 
That  hills  and  valleys,  dales  and  fields, 
And  the  craggy  mountain  yields. 

There  will  we  sit  upon  the  rocks, 
And  see  the  shepherds  feed  their  flocks 
By  shallow  rivers,  to  whose  falls 
Melodious  birds  sing  madrigals. 

There  will  I  make  thee  a  bed  of  roses, 
With  a  thousand  fragrant  posies ; 
A  cap  of  flowers,  and  a  kirtle 
Embroider'd  all  with  leaves  of  myrtle ; 

A  belt  of  straw  and  ivy  buds, 
With  coral  clasps  and  amber  studs : 
And  if  these  pleasures  may  thee  move, 
Then  live  with  me  and  be  my  love. 

LOVE'S   ANSWER. 

If  that  the  world  and  love  were  young, 
And  truth  in  every  shepherd's  tongue, 
These  pretty  pleasures  might  me  move, 
To  live  with  thee  and  be  thy  love. 

16  This  poem  and  the  "Answer,"  both  of  which  are  here  veij 
incomplete,  especially  the  latter,  are  well  known  as  the  workman- 
ship of  Christopher  Marlowe  and  Sir  Walter  Raleigh.  They  ap- 
peared in  England's  Helicon,  the  one  as  Marlowe's,  the  other  un- 
der the  name  of  Ignoto,  which  was  the  signature  sometime  used 
by  Raleigh.  See,  also,  The  Merry  Wives  of  Windsor,  Act  iii. 
sc.  1,  note  2.  Both  songs  are  given  in  full  at  the  end  of  that  play 

H. 


830  THE    PASSIONATE    PILGRIM. 

XXI. 

As  it  fell  upon  a  day17 
In  the  merry  month  of  May, 
Sitting  in  a  pleasant  shade, 
Which  a  grove  of  myrtles  made, 
Beasts  did  leap  and  birds  did  sing, 
Trees  did  grow  and  plants  did  spring; 
Every  thing  did  banish  moan, 
Save  the  nightingale  alone : 
She,  poor  bird,  as  all-forlorn, 
Lean'd  her  breast  up-till  a  thorn, 
And  there  sung  the  doleful'st  ditty, 
That  to  hear  it  was  great  pity. 
Fie,  fie,  fie  !  now  would  she  cry  ; 
Tereu,  tereu  !  by  and  by  ; 
That,  to  hear  her  so  complain, 
Scarce  I  could  from  tears  refrain ; 
For  her  griefs,  so  lively  shown, 
Made  me  think  upon  mine  own. 
All !  thought  I,  thou  mourn'st  in  vain, 
None  takes  pity  on  thy  pain : 
Senseless  trees  they  cannot  hear  thee. 
Ruthless  bears  they  will  not  cheer  thee 
King  Pandion  he  is  dead, 
All  thy  friends  are  lapp'd  in  lead  ; 
All  thy  fellow  birds  do  sing, 
Careless  of  thy  sorrowing. 

XXII. 

Whilst  as  fickle  fortune  smil'd, 
Thou  and  I  were  both  beguil'd: 

17  This  poem  is  found  in  Barnfield's  Encomion  of  Lady  Peeu- 
nia.  1598,  and  also  in  England's  Helicon.  In  the  latter  it  has  the 
signature  Ignoto  ;  but  as  Barnfield  retained  it  in  b>s  edition  of 
'.605,  he  probably  had  a  right  to  it  a 


THE    PASSIONATE    PILGRIM.  237 

Every  one  that  flatters  thee 

Is  no  friend  in  misery. 

Words  are  easy,  like  the  wind  ; 

Faithful  friends  are  hard  to  find : 

Every  man  will  be  thy  friend, 

Whilst  thou  hast  wherewith  to  spend ; 

But,  if  store  of  crowns  be  scant, 

No  mian  will  supply  thy  want. 

If  that  one  be  prodigal, 

Bountiful  they  will  him  call, 

And,  with  such  like  flattering, 

Pity  but  he  were  a  king: 

If  he  be  addict  to  vice, 

Quickly  him  they  will  entice  : 

If  to  women  he  be  bent, 

They  have  him  at  commandement ; 

But,  if  fortune  once  do  frown, 

Then  farewell  his  great  renown : 

They  that  fawn'd  on  him  before 

Use  his  company  no  more. 

He  that  is  thy  friend  indeed, 

He  will  help  thee  in  thy  need : 

If  thou  sorrow,  he  will  weep ; 

If  thou  wake,  he  cannot  sleep: 

Thus,  of  every  grief  in  heart, 

He  with  thee  does  bear  a  part. 

These  are  certain  signs  to  know 

Faithful  friend  from  flattering  foe.1* 

18  Here  ends  The  Passionate  Pilgrim.  The  next  poem  is  an 
independent  matter,  and  was  printed  in  Robert  Chester's  "  Love's 
Martyr,  or  Rosalin's  Complaint,"  1601,  among  what  are  there  called 
"  new  Compositions  of  several  modern  Writers,  whose  names  ar« 
subscribed  to  their  several  Works."  It  was  printed  with  Shake- 
speare's name  at  the  bottom.  H. 


THE  PHCENIX  AND  TURTLE 


LET  the  bird  of  loudest  lay, 

On  the  sole  Arabian  tree,1* 

Herald  sad  and  trumpet  be, 

To  whose  sound  chaste  wings  obey. 

But,  thou  shrieking  harbinger, 
Foul  precurrer  of  the  fiend, 
Augur  of  the  fever's  end, 
To  this  troop  come  thou  not  near. 

From  this  session  interdict 
Every  fowl  of  tyrant  wing, 
Save  the  eagle,  feather'd  king : 
Keep  the  obsequy  so  strict. 

Let  the  priest  in  surplice  white, 
That  defunctive  music  can,*0 
Be  the  death-divining  swan, 
Lest  the  requiem  lack  his  right: 

And  thou,  treble-dated  crow, 
That  thy  sable  gender  mak'st 
With  the  breath  thou  giv'st  and  tak'st, 
'Mongst  our  mourners  shall  thou  go. 

Here  the  anthem  doth  commence: 
Love  and  constancy  is  dead ; 

19  "The  bird  of  loudest  lay"  is  several  times  alluded  to  by 
Shakespeare  as  the  "Arabian  bird."  See  The  Tempest,  Act  in. 
gc.  3,  note  4  ;  and  Othello,  Act  v.  sc.  2,  uote  28.  H. 

80  Thai  is,  who  understands  funereal  music. 


THE    PHCKNIX    AND    TURTLE 

Phoenix  and  the  turtle  fled 
In  a  mutual  flame  from  hence. 

So  they  lov'd,  as  love  in  tvruin 
Had  the  essence  but  in  one ; 
Two  distincts,  division  none  : 
Number  there  in  love  was  slain. 

Hearts  remote,  yet  not  asunder; 
Distance,  and  no  space  was  seen 
'Twixt  the  turtle  and  his  queen : 
But  in  them  it  were  a  wonder. 

So  between  them  love  did  shine, 
That  the  turtle  saw  his  right 
Flaming  in  the  phoenix's  sight: 
Either  was  the  other's  mine. 

Property  was  thus  appall'd, 
That  the  self  was  not  the  same ; 
Single  nature's  double  name 
Neither  two  nor  one  was  call'd. 

Reason,  in  itself  confounded, 
Saw  division  grow  together  ; 
To  themselves  yet  either  neither, 
Simple  were  so  well  compounded; 

That  it  cried,  —  How  true  a  twain 
Seemeth  this  concordant  one  ! 
Love  hath  reason,  reason  none, 
If  what  parts  can  so  remain. 

Whereupon  it  made  this  threne*1 
To  the  phoenix  and  the  dove, 
Co-supremes  and  stars  of  love, 
As  chorus  to  their  tragic  scene : 

21   A  threne  is  a  funeral  song. 


840  THE    PHCENIX    AND    TURTLE. 

THRENOS. 

Beauty,  truth,  and  rarity, 
Grace  in  all  simplicity, 
Here  enclos'd  in  cinders  lie. 

Death  is  now  the  phoenix'  nest ; 
And  the  turtle's  loyal  breast 
To  eternity  doth  rest, 

Leaving  no  posterity : 
Twas  not  their  infirmity ; 
It  was  married  chastity. 

Truth  may  seem,  but  cannot  be; 
Beauty  brag,  but  'tis  not  she : 
Truth  and  beauty  buried  be. 

To  this  urn  let  those  repair, 
That  are  either  true  or  fair : 
For  these  dead  birds  sigh  a  prayer. 

WM.  SHAKESPEARE