_Y. For._ Sister! _Sus._ O brother, brother! _Y. For._ Father, how cheer you, Sir? why, you were wont To store for others comfort, that by sorrow Were any ways distress’d. Have you all wasted, And spared none to yourself? _O. For._ O Son, Son, Son, See, alas, see where thy brother lies. He dined with me to day, was merry, merry, Aye, that corpse was; he that lies here, see here, Thy murder’d brother and my son was. Oh see, Dost thou not weep for him? _Y. For._ I shall find time; When you have took some comfort, I’ll begin To mourn his death, and scourge the murderer’s sin. _O. For._ Oh, when saw father such a tragic sight, And did outlive it? never, son, ah never, From mortal breast ran such a precious river. _Y. For._ Come, father, and dear sister, join with me; Let us all learn our sorrows to forget. He owed a death, and he hath paid that debt. If I were to be consulted as to a Reprint of our Old English Dramatists, I should advise to begin with the collected Plays of Heywood. He was a fellow Actor, and fellow Dramatist, with Shakspeare. He possessed not the imagination of the latter; but in all those qualities which gained for Shakspeare the attribute of _gentle_, he was not inferior to him. Generosity, courtesy, temperance in the depths of passion; sweetness, in a word, and gentleness; Christianism; and true hearty Anglicism of feelings, shaping that Christianism; shine throughout his beautiful writings in a manner more conspicuous than in those of Shakspeare, but only more conspicuous inasmuch as in Heywood these qualities are primary, in the other subordinate to poetry. I love them both equally, but Shakspeare has most of my wonder. Heywood should be known to his countrymen, as he deserves. His plots are almost invariably English. I am sometimes jealous, that Shakspeare laid so few of his scenes at home. I laud Ben Jonson, for that in one instance having framed the first draught of his Every Man in his Humour in Italy, he changed the scene, and Anglicised his characters. The names of them in the First Edition, may not be unamusing. _Men._ Lorenzo, Sen. Lorenzo, Jun. Prospero. Thorello. Stephano (Master Stephen.) Dr. Clement (Justice Clement.) Bobadilla (Bobadil.) Musco. Cob (the same in English.) Peto. Pizo. Matheo (Master Mathew.) _Women._ Guilliana. Biancha. Hesperida. Tib (the same in English.) How say you, Reader? do not Master Kitely, Mistress Kitely, Master Knowell, Brainworm, &c. read better than these Cisalpines? C. L. * * * * * [Illustration: ~Billy Boots.~] _For the Table Book._