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his pluck and skill, especially in beating off three fullyarmed Spaniards with his quarter-staff. On his return in 1626, being as ready with the pen as with the sword or staff, Peek wrote that lively account of his doings which was republished in the Transactions of our Association for the year 1883, under the auspices of Mr. Brooking Rowe. Our English people and their dramatists, painfully conscious of the diminishing of the national glory, caught eagerly at a story so refreshing as that of "Manly Peek"-a pleasant reminder that English heroism was not really dead, though it might be overshadowed by bad government. Consequently, Peek's adventures were turned into this capital drama, and most likely within a year or so of his return. Dick of Devonshire was printed, for the first time in 1883, by Mr. A. H. Bullen, from a collection of written plays bought by the British Museum at Lord Charlemont's sale in 1865. This volume seems to have been bequeathed, with other plays, to Dulwich College by Cartwright the actor, towards the close of the seventeenth century. The plays, being exchanged in the middle of the eighteenth century for controversial divinity, found their way into the hands of Malone, the editor of Shakespeare; and probably Malone lent them to his friend Lord Charlemont, who forgot to return them. So much for the history of the play.

As to its workmanship, I think all competent critics will agree with Mr. Bullen's judgment. "The play of Dick of Devonshire," he says in his preface, "is distinctly a wellwritten piece, the work of a practised hand. There is nothing amateurish in the workmanship; the reader is not doomed to soar into extravagance at one moment and sink into flatness at another. Ample opportunities were offered for displays of boisterous riot, but the playwright's evenbalanced mind was not to be disturbed. Everywhere there are traces of studious care; and we may be sure that a style at once so equable and strong was not attained without a long apprenticeship. Nor will the reader fail to note the lesson of charitableness and Christian forbearance constantly, yet not obtrusively, inculcated."

Who wrote the play? On this point Mr. Bullen's opinion carries great weight, and he brings forward an urgent and yet a very reasonable plea in favour of Heywood.

"As to the authorship of the play" he says, "Though I should be loth to speak with positiveness, I feel bound to put forward a claim for Thomas Heywood. Through all Heywood's writings there runs a vein of generous kindliness; everywhere we see a

gentle, benign countenance, radiant with love and sympathy. . Now when we open Dick of Devonshire the naturalness and simplicity of the first scene at once suggest Heywood's hand. In the second scene, the spirited eulogy on Drake, and the fine lines descriptive of the Armada, are just such as we might expect from the author of the closing scenes of ths second part of If You Know Not Me You Know Nobody. Heywood was fond of stirring adventures: he is quite at home on the sea, and delights in nothing more than in describing a sea fight; witness his Fortunes by Land and Sea, and the two parts of The Fair Maid of the West. But the underplot bears even clearer traces of his manner. Manuel is one of those characters he loved to draw-a perfect Christian gentleman, incapable of baseness in word or deed. Few situations could be found more touching than the scene (iii. 3) where Manuel defends with passionate earnestness the honour of his absent brother Henrico, and tries to comfort his brokenhearted father. Heywood dealt in extremes. His characters are, as a rule, either faultless gentlemen or abandoned scoundrels. Hence we need not be surprised that Henrico exceeds other villains in ruffianism as much as his brother, the gentle Manuel, surpasses ordinary heroes in virtue. The character of Henrico's contracted bride Eleanora, and Catalina, the good wife of a vicious husband, are drawn tenderly and skilfully. Heywood's eyes were oftener dim with tears than radiant with laughter. Yet, with all his sympathy for the afflicted and fallen, he never took a distorted view of society, but preserved untainted to the end a perennial spring of cheerfulness.”

In this very favourable opinion of Heywood, Mr. Bullen does but confirm the judgment of our most delightful critic, Charles Lamb. On the grounds of sweet courtesy and selfrestraint, which are very conspicuous in the play before us, Lamb allows Heywood almost to carry off the palm from Shakespeare.

"He possessed not," he says, "the imagination of the latter; but in all those qualities which gained for Shakespeare 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 Shakespeare, but only more conspicuous, inasmuch as in Heywood these qualities are primary, in the other subordinate to poetry. I love them both equally, but Shakespeare has most of my wonder. Heywood," he concludes, "should be known to his countrymen as he deserves. His plots are almost invariably English." 2

2 English Dramatic Poets, p. 430, BOHN, 1854.

It confirms Mr. Bullen's suggestion as to the authorship of our play, that "Dick of Devonshire" supplies just such an English hero as Heywood loved, and is remarkable for that gentleness in the midst of strength, and for that freedom from insular prejudices, for which Heywood is so deservedly commended.

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The title-page has "The Play of Dicke of Devonshire. Tragic-Comedy. Hector adest secumque Deos in proelia ducit": i.e., Hector is here and brings to the battle Gods as companions.

The dramatis persona include the Duke of Medina and other Spanish grandees, "Dicke Pike, the Devonshire soldier," two Irish friars, and, besides an English captain, Mr. Jewell and Mr. Hill, gentlemen of the fleet, and Mr. Woodrow, a fellow-prisoner. These three surnames are still familiar in Tavistock, and probably the author of the play took the trouble to find out and use some local names for the sake of verisimilitude.

The first scene opens at Cadiz, when the rumour of the coming of our fleet has thrown the town into alarm. The Spaniards speak well of English bravery, and commend even more highly English forbearance, which checked our soldiers from doing any violence to the people at the last attack on Cadiz; a compliment which Spanish citizens had little reason to repeat when English soldiers stormed Badajos some two hundred years later.

In the second scene, two Devonshire merchants, “being in Sherries," having heard the rumour, first wish themselves back in Tavistock drinking small beer, then discourse very shrewdly of the enmity between Spain and England, speaking, contrary to popular opinion, as if our union with Spain under Phillip and Mary had been a great blessing to both countries.

1st Merchant. The hate a Spanyard bears an Englishman
Nor naturall is nor ancient; but as sparkes,
Flying from a flint by beating, beget flames,

Matter being neere to feed and nurse the fire,

So from a tinder at the first enkindled

Grew this heart-burning 'twixt these two great nations. 2nd Merchant. As how pray?

1st Mer.

Heare me; any Englishman,

That can but read our Chronicles can tell

That many of our Kings and noblest Princes

Have fetcht their best & royallest wives from Spayne,
The very last of all binding both kingdomes

Within one golden ring of love and peace

By the marriage of Queen Mary with that little man (But mighty Monarch) Phillip, son and heire

To Charles the Emperor.

2nd Mer.

1st Mer.

You say right.

Religion

Having but one face then both here and there,
Both nations seemed as one: Concord, Commerce,
And sweete Community were Chaynes of Pearle
About the neckes of eyther. But when England
Threw of the Yoake of Rome, Spayne flew from her;
Spayne was no more a sister nor a neighbour,
But a sworne enemy. All this did but bring
Dry stickes to kindle fire: now see it burne.

2nd Mer. And warme my knowledge and experience by 't.
1st Mer. Spain's anger never blew hott coales indeed

Till in Queene Elizabeth's Raigne when (may I call him so) That glory of his Country and Spaynes terror, That wonder of the land and the seas minyon, Drake of eternall memory, harrowed th' Indies. 2nd Mer. The King of Spaynes west Indyes? 1st Mer. Yes, when his Ilands

Nombre de Dios, Cartagena, Hispaniola,

With Cuba and the rest of those faire Sisters,

The mermaydes of those Seas, whose golden strings

Give him his sweetest musicke, when they by Drake

And his brave Ginges were ravish'd: when these red apples Were gathered and brought hither to be payrd

Then the Castilian Lyon began to roar.

2nd Mer.

1st Mer.

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Had he not cause being vexd soe?

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When our shipps

Were able to spread sayles of silke; the tacklings
Of twisted gold; when every marryner

At his arrival here had his deep pockets

Cramm'd full of Pistoletts; when the poorest ship-boy
Might on the Thames make duckes and drakes with pieces
Of eight fetchd out of Spayne: These were the Bellowes
Which blew the Spanish bonfires of revenge;

These were the times in which they call'd our Nation
Borachios, Lutherans and Furias del Inferno.

2nd Mer. Would we might now give them the selfesame cause To call us soe.

1st Mer.

The very name of Drake

Was a Bugbear to fright Children; Nurses still'd
Their little Spanish Nynnyes when they cryde.
"Hush! The Drake comes. ""

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Then he describes the Armada.

1st Mer. Oh, Sir, doe but looke backe to Eighty Eight.

England that yeare was but a bit pick'd out

To be layd on their Kinges Trencher. Who were their Cookes!
Marry, Sir, his Grandees and great Dons of Spaine.

A Navy was provided, a royall fleete.

2nd Mer. Thirty yeares agoe! much about then

Came I into the world. Well, Sir, this fleete?

1st Mer. Which made the Sea fish wonder what new kingdome
Was building over theirs?-'Twas such a Monster
In body, such a wonder in the eyes,

And such a thunder in the eares of Christendome
That the Popes Holynes would needs be Godfather
To this most mighty big-limbed child, and call it
Th' Invincible Armado.

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A Fleete of Shipps not to be overcome
By any power of man.

1st Mer.

These were the Whales,
These were the huge Levyathans of the Sea

Which roaring came with wide and dreadful jawes
To swallow up our Kingdom, Shipps, and Nation.
The fame of this Armado flew with Terrour
Riding on Envyes wing; the preparation
Was waited on with wonder, and the approach
Shewd the grim face of horrour: yet gainst all these
Our Country and our Courages were armd.

2nd Mer. St. George for England!

1st Mer.

And St. George we cryde,

Albeit, we heard, the Spanish Inquisition

Was aboord every Ship with torture, torments

Whipps strung with wyre, and knives to cut our throats.
But from the armed winds an hoast brake forth

Which tare their shipps and sav'd ours.

Peek first appears in Act ii. scene 1, and shows at once, in a few words of prose, his reckless daring and good humour. He is wounded, and the captain would have him see a surgeon.

Dick of D. Search a pudding for plums, let my flesh alone, perhaps it wants souldering. Shall we to 't agen. I have half a score of pills for my Spanyards.

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In the same scene Peek moralises.

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I wish'd heartily some of our London roaring Boyes had been in the heate of 't. They should have found a difference betwixt the smoake of Tobacco and of a muskett; another manner of noise than dam me and refuse me, which they vomit dayly. It

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