Verdure to earth, and to that verdure flowers, Now comes my Lover tripping like the Roe, 7 There is more of the same stuff, but I suppose the reader has a surfeit; especially as this Canticle of David's has never been suspected to contain any pious sense couched underneath it, whatever his Son's may.-The Kingly bower" seated in hearing of a hundred streams" is the best of it. LUSTS DOMINION, OR THE LASCIVIOUS QUEEN. A TRAGEDY BY CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE. The Queen Mother of Spain loves an insolent Moor. Queen. Chime out your softest strains of harmony, Send ravishing delight to my Love's ears; That he may be enamour'd of your tunes. Eleaz. Away, away. Queen. No, no, says aye; and twice away, says stay. Such another as Aaron in Titus Andronicus. Come Come, come, I'll have a kiss; but if you'll strive, those instruments; away. Queen. Away, what way? I prithee, speak more kindly. Why dost thou frown? Eleaz. At thee. Queen. At me? at whom? O why at me? for each contracted frown, Spend but one hour in frowns, and I shall look ; I prithee, speak to me, and chide me not. Bestow one smile, one little little smile, In my all-naked arms thyself shalt lie. 9 Kit Marlowe, as old Isaac Walton assures us, made that smooth. song which begins" Come live with me and be my love." The same romantic invitations" in foliy ripe in reason rotten" are given by by the queen in the play, and the lover in the ditty. He talks of "beds of roses, buckles of gold:" Thy silver dishes for thy meat, Prepar'd each day for thee and me. The lines in the Extract have a luscious smoothness in them, and they were the most temperate which I could pick out of this Play. The rest is in king Cambyses' vein; rape, and murder, and su perlatives; "huffing braggart puft" lines such as the play-writers anterior to Shakspeare are full of, and Pistol " but coldly imitates." -Blood is made as light of in some of these old Dramas as Money in a modern Sentimental Comedy; and as this is given away till it reminds us that it is nothing but counters, so that is spilt till it affects us no more than its representative the paint of the property-man in the theatre. ** Take a specimen from a speech of the Moor's. TAMBURLAINS TAMBURLAINE THE GREAT; OR THE SCYTHIAN SHEPHERD. IN TWO PARTS. BY CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE.-PART THE FIRST. Tamburlaine's Person described. Of stature tall, and straitly fashioned; A heaven of heavenly bodies in their spheres: Pale of complexion, wrought in him with passion Should make the world subdue to Tamburlaine. His Custom in War. The first day when he pitcheth down his tents; 10 Lifted. A snowy A snowy feather spangled white he bears; Then must his kindled wrath be quench'd with blood, But if these threats move not submission, His spear, his shield, his horse, his armour, plumes, He raseth all his foes with fire and sword. 11 I had the same difficulty (or rather much more) in culling a few sane lines from this as from the preceding Play. The lunes of Tamburlaine are perfect "midsummer madness." Nebuchadnazar's are mere modest pretensions compared with the thundering vaunts of this Scythian Shepherd. He comes in (in the Second Part) drawn by conquered kings, and reproaches these pampered jades of Ásia that they can draw but twenty miles a day. Till I saw this passage with my own eyes, I never believed that it was any thing more than a pleasant burlesque of Mine Ancient's. But I assure my readers that it is soberly set down in a Play which their Ancestors took to be serious. I have subjoined the genuine speech for their amusement. Enter Tamburlaine, drawn in his chariot by Trebizon and Soria, with bits in their mouths, reins in his left hand, in his right hand a whip, with which he scourgeth them. Tamb. Holla ye pamper'd jades of Asia: The headstrong jades of Thrace Alcides tamed, And made so wanton that they knew their strengths, Than |