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Fie; what a trouble 'tis to count this trash!
Tell that which may maintain him all his life
But he whose steel-barr'd coffers are cramm'd full,
May serve, in peril of calamity,
To ransom great kings from captivity:
This is the ware wherein consists my wealth;
And thus, methinks, should men of judgment frame
And as their wealth increaseth, so inclose
But now how stands the wind?
Into what corner peers my halcyon's bill ?*
Loaden with spice and silks, now under sail,
1" Samnites" and "men of Uz," and " Spanish oils -That is to say, countrymen and contemporaries of old Rome, of Arabian
# 66 My halcyon's bill."—The halcyon is the figure on the vane.
Job, and the modern Spanish merchants! Marlowe, though he was a scholar, cared no more for geography and consistent history than Shakspeare. He took the world as he found it at the theatre, where it was a mixture of golden age innocence, tragical enormity, and a knowledge superior to all petty and transitory facts.
2" Mine argosies from Alexandria," &c.-Note the wonderful sweetness of these four lines, particularly the last. The variety of the vowels, the delicate alliteration, and the lapse of the two concluding verses, are equal, as a study, to anything in Spenser.
She passes between two Cupids, having been summoned from the next world by desire of Faustus.
Faust. Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships,
Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.—
I will be Paris; and for love of thee,
And none but thou shalt be my paramour!
3 “ Brighter art thou," &c.—Much cannot be said of the five lines here ensuing; but their retention was necessary to the entire feeling or classical association of the speech, if not to a certain lingering modulation.
MYTHOLOGY AND COURT AMUSEMENTS.
Gaveston meditates how to govern Edward the Second
I must have wanton poets, pleasant wits,
Therefore I'll have Italian masks by night;
By yelping hounds pull'd down, shall seem to die-
BEAUTY BEYOND EXPRESSION.
If all the pens that ever poet held
And all combin'd in beauty's worthiness.
THE PASSIONATE SHEPHERD TO HIS LOVE.
Come live with me and be my love,
A belt of straw, and ivy buds,
With coral clasps and amber studs.
The shepherd swains shall dance and sing
This song is introduced, not so much for its poetical excellence (though it is quite what a poet would write on the occasion) as because it is one of those happy embodiments of a thought which all the world thinks at some time or other; and which therefore takes wonderfully with them when somebody utters it. The "golden buckles" and "amber studs" are not to be considered as a contradiction to the rest of the imagery; for we are to suppose it a gentlewoman to whom the invitation is addressed, and with whom her bridegroom proposes to go and play at shepherd and shepherdess, at once realizing the sweets of lowliness and the advantages of wealth. A charming fancy! and realized too sometimes; though Sir Walter Raleigh could not let it alone, but must needs refute it in some excellent
verses, too good for the occasion. Sir Walter, a great but wilful man (in some respects like Marlowe himself, and a true poet too-I wish he had written more poetry), could pass and ultimately lose his life in search of El Dorados,-whole countries made of gold, but doubted whether an innocent young lady and gentleman, or so, should aim at establishing a bit of Arcadia.
There are so many copies of this once-popular production, all different and none quite consistent, owing, no doubt, to oral repetitions and the license of musical setting (for no copy of it is to be found coeval with its production), that, after studious comparison of several, I have exercised a certain discretion in the one here printed, and omitted also an ill-managed repetition of the burthen :-not, of course, with the addition of a syllable. Such readers, therefore, as it may concern, are warned not to take the present copy for granted, at the expense of the others; but to compare them all, and make his choice.