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Rh Marlow, late mortal, now framed all divine, What soul more happy, than this soul of thine? Live still in Heaven thy soul, thy fame on earth."—

And again,

"What mortal soul with Marlow might contend, That could, 'gainst reason, force him stoop or bend? Whose silver charming tongue mov'd such delight, That men would shun their sleep, in still dark night, To meditate upon his golden lines, His rare conceits, and sweet according rhymes, But Marlow—still admired Marlow's gone, To live with Beauty in Elizium, Immortal Beauty! who desires to hear His sacred poesies, sweet in every ear: Marlow must frame, to Orpheus' melody, Hymns all divine to make Heaven harmony; 'There ever live the prince of poetry, Live with the living in eternity."

The reader must be familiar with Ben Jonson's mention of "Marlow's mighty line," in his poem to the memory of Shakspeare: and with Drayton's verses, which Warton well observes, are 'the highest testimony," because "Drayton from his own feelings was well qualified to decide on the merits of a poet."