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Front Page Titles (by Subject) DIALOGUE IN VERSE. - The Works of Christopher Marlowe, vol. 3 (Poems)
DIALOGUE IN VERSE. - Christopher Marlowe, The Works of Christopher Marlowe, vol. 3 (Poems) [1598]Edition used:The Works of Christopher Marlowe, ed. A.H. Bullen (London: John C. Nimmo, 1885). Vol. 3.
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- Publisher's Notice
- Hero and Leander.
- To the Right-worshipful Sir Thomas Walsingham, Knight
- Hero and Leander.
- The First Sestiad.
- The Second Sestiad.
- The Epistle Dedicatory
- The Third Sestiad.
- The Fourth Sestiad.
- The Fifth Sestiad.
- The Sixth Sestiad.
- Ovid's Elegies.
- P. Ovidii Nasonis 'amorum Liber Primus
- Elegia I. Quemadmodum a Cupidine, Pro Bellis Amores Scribere Coactus Sit.
- Elegia II. Quod Primo Amore Correptus, In Triumphum Duci Se a Cupidine Patiatur.
- Elegia III. Ad Amicam.
- Elegia IV. Amicam, Qua Arte Quibusque Nutibus In Cæna, Presente Viro, Uti Debeat, Admonet.
- Elegia V. Corinnæ Concubitus.
- Elegia VI. Ad Janitorem, Ut Fores Sibi Aperiat.
- Elegia VII. Ad Pacandam Amicam, Quam Verberaverat.
- Elegia VIII. Execratur Lenam Quæ Puellam Suam Meretricis Arte Instituebat.
- Elegia Ix Ad Atticum, Amantem Non Oportere Desidiosum Esse, Sicuti Nec Militem.
- Elegia X Ad Puellam, Ne Pro Amore Præmia Poscat.
- Elegia XI. Napen Alloqutur, Ut Paratas Tabellas Ad Cornnam Perferat.
- Elegia XII. Tabellas Quas Miserat Execratur Quod Amica Noctem Negabat.
- Elegia XIII. Ad Auroram Ne Properet.
- Elegia XIV. Puellam Consolatur Cui Præ Nimia Cura Comæ Deciderant.
- Elegia XV. Ad Invidos, Quod Fama Poetarum Sit Perennis.
- P. Ovidii Nasonis Amorum. Liber Secundus .
- Elegia I. Quod Pro Gigantomachia Amores Scribere Sit Coactus.
- Elegia II. Ad Bagoum, Ut Custodiam Puellæ Sibi Commissæ Laxiorem Habeat
- Elegia III. Ad Eunuchum Servantem Dominam.
- Elegia IV. Quod Amet Mulieres, Cujuscunque Formæ Sint.
- Elegia V. Ad Amicam Corruptam.
- Elegia VI. In Mortem Psittaci.
- Elegia VII. Amicæ Se Purgat, Quod Ancillam Non Amet.
- Elegia VIII. Ad Cypassim Ancillam Corinnæ.
- Elegia IX. Ad Cupidinem.
- Elegia X. Ad Græcinum Quod Eodem Tempore Duas Amet.
- Elegia XI. Ad Amicam Navigantem.
- Elegia XII. Exultat, Quod Amica Potitus Sit.
- Elegia XIII. Ad Isidem, Ut Parientem Corinnam Servet
- Elegia XIV. In Amicam, Quod Abortivum Ipsa Fecerit.
- Elegia XV. Ad Annulum, Quem Dono Amicæ Dedit.
- Elegia XVI. Ad Amicam, Ut Ad Rura Sua Veniat.
- Elegia XVII. Quod Corinnæ Soli Sit Serviturus.
- Elegia XVIII. Ad Macrum, Quod De Amoribus Scribat,
- Elegia XIX. Ad Rivalem Cut Nxor Curæ Non Erat.
- P. Ovidii Masonis Amorum. Liber Tertius .
- Elegia I. Deliberatio Poetæ, Utrum Elegos Pergat Scribere an Potius Tragoedias.
- Elegia II. Ad Amicam Cursum Equorum Spectantem.
- Elegia III. De Amica Quæ Perjuraverat.
- Elegia IV. Ad Virum Servantem Conjugem.
- Elegia VI. Ad Amnem Dum Iter Faceret Ad Amicam.
- Elegia VII. Quod Ab Amica Receptus, Cum Ea Coire Non Potuit Conqueritur.
- Elegia VIII. Quod Ab Amica Non Recipiatur, Dolet.
- Elegia IX. Tibulli Mortem Deflet.
- Elegia X. Ad Cererem, Conquerens Quod Ejus Sacris Cum Amica Concumbere Non Permittatur.
- Elegia XI. Ad Amicam a Cujus Amore Discedere Non Potest.
- Elegia XII. Dolet Amicam Suam Ita Suis Carminibus Innotuisse Ut Rivales Multos Sibi Pararit.
- Elegia XIII. De Junonis Festo.
- Elegia XIV. Ad Amicam, Si Peccatura Est, Ut Occulte Peccet.
- Elegia XV. Ad Venerem, Quod Elegis Finem Imponat.
- Epigrams By J[ohn] D[avies].
- Ad Musam. I.
- Of a Gull. II.
- In Refum. III.
- In Quintum. IV.
- In Plurimos. V.
- In Titum. VI.
- In Faustum. VII.
- In Katam. VIII.
- In Librum. IX.
- In Medontem. X
- In Gellam. XI.
- In Quintum. XII.
- In Severum. XIII.
- In Leucam. XIV.
- In Macrum. XV.
- In Faustum. XVI.
- In Cosmum. XVII.
- In Flaccum. XVIII.
- In Cineam. XIX.
- In Gerontem. XX.
- In Marcum. XXI.
- In Cyprium. XXII.
- In Cineam. XXIII.
- In Gallum. XXIV.
- In Decium. XXV.
- In Gellam. XXVI.
- In Syllam. XXVII.
- In Syllam. XXVIII.
- In Heywodum. XXIX.
- In Dacum. XXX.
- In Priscum. XXXI.
- In Brunum. XXXII.
- In Francum. XXXIII.
- In Castorem. XXXIV.
- In Septimium. XXXV.
- Of Tobacco. XXXVI.
- In Crassum. Xxxvii
- In Philonem. XXXVIII.
- In Fuscum. XXXIX.
- In Afrum. Xl.
- In Paulum. Xli.
- In Lycum. Xlii.
- In Publium. Xliii.
- In Syllam. Xliv.
- In Dacum. Xlv.
- In Marcum. Xlvi.
- Meditations of a Gull. Xlvii.
- Ad Musam. Xlviii.
- Ignoto.
- The First Book of Lucan.
- To His Kind and True Friend, Edward Blunt.
- The First Book of Lucan.
- The Passionate Shepherd to His Love.
- Fragment.
- Dialogue In Verse.
- Appendices.
- No. 1. the Atheist’s Tragedie.
- No. II.
- No. III. a Note
- No. IV.: The Death of Marlowe.
- Scene I.
- Scene II.
- Scene III.
DIALOGUE IN VERSE.
JACK.
- Seest thou not yon farmer's son? He hath stoln my love from me, alas!
- What shall I do? I am undone; My heart will ne'er be as it was.
- O, but he gives her gay gold rings, And tufted gloves [for] holiday,
- And many other goodly things, That hath stolen my love away.
FRIEND.
- Let him give her gay gold rings Or tufted gloves, were they ne'er so [gay];
10 - [F]or were her lovers lords or kings, They should not carry the wench away.
[jack.]
- But 'a dances wonders well, And with his dances stole her love from me:
- Yet she wont to say I bore the bell For dancing and for courtesy.
dick.
- Fie, lusty younker, what do you here, Not dancing on the green to-day?
- For Pierce, the farmer's son, I fear, Is like to carry your wench away.
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[jack.]
- Good Dick, bid them all come hither, And tell Pierce from me beside,
- That, if he thinks to have the wench, Here he stands shall lie with the bride.
dick.
- Fie, Nan, why use thy old lover so, For any other new-come guest?
- Thou long time his love did know; Why shouldst thou not use him best?
[nan.]
- Bonny Dick, I will not forsake My bonny Rowland for any gold:
30 - If he can dance as well as Pierce, He shall have my heart in hold.
pierce.
- Why, then, my hearts, let's to this gear; And by dancing I may won
- My Nan, whose love I hold so dear As any realm under the sun.
gentleman.
- Then, gentles, ere I speed from hence I will be so bold to dance
- A turn or two without offence; For, as I was walking along by chance,
40 I was told you did agree.
[friend.]
- 'Tis true, good sir; and this is she Hopes your worship comes not to crave her;
- For she hath lovers two or three, And he that dances best must have her.
gentleman.
- How say you, sweet, will you dance with me?
- And you [shall] have both land and [hill];
- My love shall want nor gold nor fee.
[nan.]
- I thank you, sir, for your good will;
- But one of these my love must be:
50 I'm but a homely country maid, - And far unfit for your degree; [To dance with you I am afraid.]
friend.
- Take her, good sir, by the hand, As she is fairest; were she fairer,
- By this dance, you shall understand, He that can win her is like to wear her.
fool.
- And saw you not [my] Nan to-day, My mother's maid have you not seen?
- My pretty Nan is gone away
60 To seek her love upon the green. - [I cannot see her 'mong so many:]
- She shall have me, if she have any.
nan.
- Welcome, sweet-heart, and welcome here. Welcome, my [true] love, now to me.
- This is my love [and my darling dear], And that my husband [soon] must be.
- And, boy, when thou com'st home thou'lt see
- Thou art as welcome home as he.
gentleman.
- Why, how now, sweet Nan! I hope you jest.
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nan.
- No, by my troth, I love the fool the best:
- And, if you be jealous, God give you good-night!
- I fear you're a gelding, you caper so light.
gentleman.
- I thought she had jested and meant but a fable,
- But now do I see she hath play'[d] with his bable.
- I wish all my friends by me to take heed,
- That a fool come not near you when you mean to speed.
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