the Gamester, Grateful Servant, Hide-Park, Humorous Courtier, Honoria and Mammon, Opportunity, the Lady of Pleasure, the Polititian, the Royal Master, the School of Complements, the Sisters, the witty fair one, the Wedding, and the young Admiral: His Tragedies six, viz.  Chabot Admiral of France, the Cardinal, Loves Cruelty, the Maids Revenge, the Traytor, and the martyr’d Soldier.  Four Tragi-Comedies, viz.  Dukes Mistress, the Doubtful Heir, the Gentleman of Venice, and the Imposture, four Masques, Cupid and Death, Contention of Honour and Riches, the Triumph of Peace, and the Triumph of Beauty; Patrick for Ireland, a History; and the Arcadia, a Pastoral.

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PHILIP MASSINGER.

Philip Massinger was likewise one who in his time was no mean contributer unto the Stage, wherein he so far excell’d as made his Name sufficiently famous, there being no less than sixteen of his Plays printed, viz.  The Bondman, the bashful Lover, the City Madam, the Emperour of the East, the-Great Duke of Florence, the Guardian, Maid of Honour, New Way to pay Old Debts, the Picture, the Renegado, and the merry Woman, Comedies:  The Duke of Millain, Fatal Dowry, Roman Actor, Unnatural Combat, and the Virgin Martyr, Tragedies.

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JOHN WEBSTER.

John Webster was also one of those who in that plentiful age of Dramatick Writers contributed his endeavours to the Stage; being (as we said before) associated with Thomas Decker, in several Plays, which pass’d the Stage with sufficient applause, as also in two Comedies with William Rowley; besides what he wrote alone, the Devil’s Lam-Case, a Tragi Comedy, and the white Devil, and Dutchess of Malfy, Tragedies.

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WILLIAM BROWN.

Mr. William Brown was a Gentleman (as I take it) of the Middle Temple, who besides his other ingenious Employments, had his excursions to those sweet delights of Poetry, writing a most ingenious Piece, entituled, Britain’s Pastorals, it being for a Subject of an amorous and rural Nature, worthily deserving commendations, as any one will confess who shall peruse it with an impartial eye.  Take a view of his abilities, out of his Second Book, first Song of his Pastorals, speaking of a deform’d Woman.

  And is not she the Queen of Drabs,
  Whose Head is perriwigg’d with scabs? 
  Whose Hair hangs down incurious flakes,
  All curl’d and crisp’d, like crawling Snakes;
  The Breath of whose perfumed Locks
  Might choke the Devil with a Pox;
  Whose dainty twinings did entice
  The whole monopoly of Lice;
  Her Forehead next is to be found,
  Resembling much the new-plough’d ground,
  Furrow’d like stairs, whose windings