Although not published until 1601, the _Two Tragedies_ would seem from internal evidence to have been written some years earlier. The language has a bald, antiquated look, and the stage-directions are amusingly simple. I once entertained a theory (which I cannot bring myself to wholly discard) that _Arden of Feversham_, 1592, _Warning for Fair Women_, 1599, and _Two Tragedies in One_, 1601, are all by the same hand; that the _Warning_ and _Two Tragedies_, though published later, were early essays by the author whose genius displayed its full power in _Arden of Feversham_. A reader who will take the trouble to read the three plays together will discover many points of similarity between them. _Arden_ is far more powerful than the two other plays; but I venture to think that the superiority lies rather in single scenes and detached passages than in general dramatic treatment. The noble scene of the quarrel and reconciliation between Alice Arden and Mosbie is incomparably finer than any scene in the _Warning_ or _Two Tragedies_; but I am not sure that Arden contains another scene which can be definitely pronounced to be beyond Yarington's ability, though there are many scattered passages displaying such poetry as we find nowhere in the _Two Tragedies_. That Yarington could write vigorously is shown in the scene where Fallerio hires the two murderers (who remind us of Shagbag and Black Will in _Arden_) to murder his nephew; and again in the quarrel between these two ruffians. Allenso's affection for his little cousin and solicitude at their parting are tenderly portrayed with homely touches of quiet pathos. The diction of the _Two Tragedies_ is plain and unadorned. In reading _Arden_ we sometimes feel that the simplicity of language has been deliberately adopted for artistic purposes; that the author held plenty of strength in reserve, and would not have been wanting if the argument had demanded a loftier style. In Yarington's case we have no such feeling. He seems to be giving us the best that he had to give; and it must be confessed that he is intolerably flat at times. It is difficult to resist a smile when the compassionate Neighbour (in his shirt), discovering poor Thomas Winchester with the hammer sticking in his head, delivers himself after this fashion:-- "What cruell hand hath done so foule a deede, Thus to bemangle a distressed youth Without all pittie or a due remorse! See how the hammer sticketh in his head Wherewith this honest youth is done to death! Speak, honest _Thomas_, if any speach remaine: What cruell hand hath done this villanie?" Merry's "last dying speech and confession" is as nasty as such things usually are. In the introduction to _Arden of Feversham_ I intend to return to the consideration of Yarington's _Two Tragedies_. Two Lamentable Tragedies. The one, of the Murther of _Maister_ Beech A _Chaundler in_ Thames-streete, and his boye, done by _Thomas Merry_.