What I have filch'd from them. This I could do. [Act iii., Sc. 2.] After this specimen of the pleasanter vein of Heywood, I am tempted to extract some lines from his "Hierarchie of Angels, 1634;" not strictly as a Dramatic Poem, but because the passage contains a string of names, all but that of Watson, his contemporary Dramatists. He is complaining in a mood half serious, half comic, of the disrespect which Poets in his own times meet with from the world, compared with the honours paid them by Antiquity. Then they could afford them three or four sonorous names, and at full length; as to Ovid, the addition of Publius Naso Sulmensis; to Seneca, that of Lucius Annæas Cordubensis; and the like. Now, says he, Our modern Poets to that pass are driven, Those names are curtail'd which they first had given; And, as we wish'd to have their memories drown'd, We scarcely can afford them half their sound. Degree of Master, yet could never gain To be call'd more than Robin: who, had he Was call'd but Tom. Tom Watson; though he wrote Upon his Muse; for all that he could strive, Yet never could to his full name arrive. Tom Nash (in his time of no small esteem) Could not a second syllable redeem. 1 The full title of this Play is "The Fair Maid of the Exchange, with the Humours of the Cripple of Fenchurch." The above Satire against some Dramatic Plagiarists of the time, is put into the mouth of the Cripple, who is an excellent fellow, and the Hero of the Comedy. Of his humour this extract is a sufficient specimen; but he is described (albeit a tradesman, yet wealthy withal) with heroic qualities of mind and body; the latter of which he evinces by rescuing his Mistress (the Fair Maid) from three robbers by the main force of one crutch lustily applied; and the former by his foregoing the advantages which this action gained him in her good opinion, and bestowing his wit and finesse in procuring for her a husband, in the person of his friend Golding, more worthy of her beauty, than he could conceive his own maimed and halting limbs to be. It would require some boldness in a dramatist now-a-days to exhibit such a Character; and some luck in finding a sufficient Actor, who would be willing to personate the infirmities, together with the virtues, of the Noble Cripple. Excellent Beaumont, in the foremost rank And he's now but Jack Ford, that once were John. Possibly our Poet was a little sore, that this contemptuous curtailment of their Baptismal Names was chiefly exercised upon his Poetical Brethren of the Drama. We hear nothing about Sam Daniel, or Ned Spenser, in his catalogue. The familiarity of common discourse might probably take the greater liberties with the Dramatic Poets, as conceiving of them as more upon a level with the Stage Actors. Or did their greater publicity, and popularity in consequence, fasten these diminutives upon them out of a feeling of love and kindness, as we say Harry the Fifth, rather than Henry, when we would express good-will?—as himself says, in those reviving words put into his mouth by Shakspeare, where he would comfort and confirm his doubting brothers [2nd Part "Henry IV.," Act v., Scene 2, line 48]:— Not Amurath an Amurath succeeds, But Harry, Harry! And doubtless Heywood had an indistinct conception of this truth, when, (coming to his own name), with that beautiful retracting which is natural to one that, not satirically given, has wandered a little out of his way into something recriminative, he goes on to say : Nor speak I this, that any here exprest Should think themselves less worthy than the rest I hold he loves me best that calls me Tom.1 JACK DRUM'S ENTERTAINMENT.2 A COMEDY [PUB LISHED 1601]. AUTHOR UNKNOWN [PROBABLY BY The free humour of a Noble Housekeeper. Fortune (a Knight). I was not born to be my cradle's drudge. To choke and stifle up my pleasure's breath. [For other extracts from Heywood see note to page 100.] Vest. Ne shall he do. But swear me secrecy; The Babe shall live, and we be dangerless.1 [Act i., Sc. 1.] A TRAGEDY THE REVENGE OF BUSSY D'AMBOIS. Plays and Players. Guise. I would have these things Brought upon Stages, to let mighty Misers Clermont. Nay, we must now have nothing brought on Stages But puppetry, and pied ridiculous antics. Men thither come to laugh, and feed fool-fat; Baligny. Why, is not all the World esteem'd a Stage? Have a respect due to them, if but only For what the good Greek Moralist says of them: "Is a man proud of greatness, or of riches? [For other extracts from Heywood see note to page 100.] And ignorant Swearer out of jealous envy, Laugh'd at them all, were worthy the enstaging: He stood and laugh'd. Heard he a Tradesman, swearing He stood and laugh'd. Heard he a Holy Brother, Ne'er so impetuously, he stood and laugh'd. Saw he a Great Man, never so insulting, Not for their good, but his-he stood and laugh'd. Never so weeping, wringing of her hands For her dead Lord, still the Philosopher laugh'd.- But still he laugh'd, how grave soe'er they were. Stoicism. -in this one thing all the discipline Of manners and of manhood is contain'd; A Man to join himself with the Universe In his main sway; and make (in all things fit) Not plucking from the whole his wretched part, [Act i., Sc. 1.1] [Act iv., Sc. 1.] Apparitions before the Body's Death: Scoticè, Second Sight. these true Shadows of the Guise and Cardinal, Fore-running thus their Bodies, may approve, That all things to be done, as here we live, Are done before all times in th' other life.2 [Act v., Sc. 1.] 1[Mermaid Series, ed. Phelps.] [For other extracts from Chapman see note to p. 83.] SATIRO-MASTIX.1 A COMEDY. BY THOMAS DECKER,2 16023 Horace. What could I do, out of a just revenge, But bring them to the Stage? they envy me, Because I hold more worthy company. Demetrius. Good Horace, no; my cheeks do blush for thine, As often as thou speak'st so. Where one true And nobly-virtuous spirit for thy best part Loves thee, I wish one ten even from my heart. In any good man's love, which thy worth owns, Thy friends with bays to crown thy Poesy. Dance antics on thy paper. Crispinus. This makes us angry, but not envious. 1640: THE ANTIPODES. A COMEDY [PUBLISHED PRODUCED 1638]. BY RICHARD BROME [DIED 1652?] Nobleman. Directions to Players. -My actors Are all in readiness, and I think all perfect [Or "The Untrussing of the Humorous Poet ".] "In this Comedy, Ben Jonson, under the name of Horace, is reprehended, in retaliation of his "Poetaster;" in which he had attacked two of his Brother Dramatists, probably Marston and Decker, under the names of Crispinus and Demetrius. [Pearson's ed., vol. i., p. 244. See p. 56 and note to p. 59.] |