Charles Crawford
50 matches between Arden of Faversham and Kyd
Charles Crawford listed these 50 matches in an essay on ‘The Authorship of Arden of Faversham’ in Jahrbuch der Deutschen Shakespeare-Gesellschaft, 39 (1903): 74–86, republished in his Collectanea (Stratford-upon-Avon, 1906), pp. 101–30. Crawford was the first to identify 35 matches that were subsequently cited by Walter Miksch (1907), while four of his matches were repeated by Paul Rubow in 1948.
The following 11 matches are unique to Crawford: nos. 2, 10. 14, 15, 19, 20, 27, 28, 37 39, 40.
1 |
AF 1.8 |
[Read them, and leave this] melancholy moode. |
M |
S&P 3.1.152 |
[To drive away this] melancholy moode. |
2 |
AF 1.60–1 |
We two, Ovid-like | Have often chid the morning |
|
S&P 1.5.58 |
Thou Aristippus like, didst flatter him |
3 |
AF 1.164 |
see you doo it cunningly. |
M |
S&P5.2.1 |
see you handle it cunningly. |
4 |
AF 1.268 |
A weeping eye that witnesses hartes griefe |
M |
AF 1.325 |
[The rancorous venome of thy] mis-swolne hart |
|
AF 4.19 |
[My] harts greefe [rends my other powers] |
|
S&P 3.2.15 |
[And here my] swolne harts greef [doth stay my tongue] |
|
Sp.T 3.13.119 |
[Then sound the burden of thy] soreharts greefe. |
5 |
AF 1.336 |
vengeance light on me. |
M |
S&P 2.1.111 |
all vengeance light on me. |
6 |
AF 1.374 |
Now will I be convinced or purge my selfe. |
M |
S&P 2.1.255 |
to purge my selfe. |
7 |
AF 1.493 |
be it spoken in secret heere. |
M |
S&P 5.2.56 |
be it spoke in secret heere. |
8 |
AF 2.24–5 |
domineer’d with it amongst good fellowes. |
M |
S&P 2.1.285–6 |
dominere with the money. |
9 |
AF 2.33 |
about a peece of service. |
M |
S&P 1.4.61 |
a hot piece of servise. |
10 |
AF 2.34 |
Wherein happely thou maist pleasure me |
|
S&P 2.1.198 |
How now Erastus wherein may we pleasure thee? |
11 |
AF 2.97 |
Plat me no platformes. |
M |
S&P 1.3.153 |
Typhon me no Typhons. |
12 |
AF 2.84 |
matter of great consequence. |
M |
S&P 4.1.243 |
Under couler of great consequence. |
13 |
AF 3.3–4 |
be in good health, as I Michaell was at the making heere of |
M |
S&P 2.25–6 |
my maister was in good health at the sending hereof. |
14 |
AF 3.18.19 |
Why you paltrie knave, stand you here loitering |
|
S&P 1.4.106 |
You paltrie knave, how durst thou be so bold |
15 |
AF 3.51 |
For heere will be ould filching |
|
S&P 1.3.223 |
I shall haue olde laughing |
16 |
AF 3.98–9 |
soft-metled cowardice, | With which Black Will was never tainted with |
M |
S&P 4.1.87 |
Love never tainted Soliman till now. |
17 |
AF 3.167 |
Then be not nice. |
M |
S&P 1.2.23 |
Then be not nice. |
18 |
AF 3.201–2 |
Do lead thee with a wicked fraudfull smile As unsuspected, to the slaughterhouse. |
M |
S&P 5.3.40 |
leade a Lambe unto the slaughterhouse. |
19 |
AF 4.20 |
Worse then the conflict at the houre of death |
|
S&P 5.4.96 |
Even in the houre of death |
20 |
AF 4.50–1 |
Then comes his wives dishonor in his thoughts And in the middle cutteth off his tale |
|
Sp.T 3.13.165–6 |
thy muttring lips | Murmure sad words abruptly broken off By force of windie sighes thy spirit breathes |
21 |
AF 4.79–80 |
Stab the slave! The Pesant will detect the Tragedy! |
M |
S&P 3.5.9 |
Stab the slaves. |
|
S&P 5.2.127–8 |
Stab in the marshall, Least he detect us unto the world. |
22 |
AF 4.84 |
he will murther me to make him sport. |
M |
S&P 3.5.13–14 |
feare of servile death thats but a sport. |
23 |
AF 4.87 |
What dismall outcry cals me from my rest? |
M |
S&P 1.5.78 |
What dismall Planets … |
|
Sp.T 2.5.1 |
What outcries pluck me from my naked bed? |
|
Sp.T 4.4.109 |
dismall out-cry. |
24 |
AF 5.1–5 |
Black night hath hid the pleasures of the day And sheting darknesse overhangs the earth And with the black folde of her cloudy robe Obscures us from the eyesight of the worlde, In which swete silence such as we triumph. |
R |
Sp.T 2.4.1ff, 17ff |
Now that the night begins with sable wings To over-cloud the brightnes of the Sunne, And that in darkenes pleasures may be done, … And heavens have shut up day to pleasure us. The starres, thou seest, hold backe their twinckling shine, And Luna hides her selfe to pleasure us. |
25 |
AF 5.9 |
Arden sent to everlasting night. |
M |
S&P 1.1.26 |
downe to everlasting night. |
|
S&P 5.2.104 |
To send them down to everlasting night |
26 |
AF 6.38 |
their nightly fantasies |
R |
Sp.T 1.3.76 |
my nightly dreames. |
27 |
AF 8.3 |
Continuall trouble of my moody braine |
|
S&P 2.1.85 |
Ah that my moyst and cloud-compacted braine |
28 |
AF 8.6 |
Doeth check the tender blosoms in the spring |
|
S&P 2.1.17 |
To check thy fraudfull countenance with a blush |
29 |
AF 8.25 |
To make my harvest nothing but pure corne. |
M |
AF 10.83 |
Why should he thrust his sickle in our corne. |
|
S&P 4.1.221 |
thrust his sickle in my harvest corne. |
|
Sp.T 2.6.9 |
The Sickle comes not till the corne be ripe. |
30 |
AF 8.56 |
To forge distresseful looks. |
M |
S&P 2.1.114 |
forge alluring lookes. |
31 |
AF 8.63 |
conceale the rest, for tis too bad. |
M |
S&P 5.2.52 |
The rest I dare not speake, it is so bad. |
32 |
AF 8.150 |
Then with thy lips seale up this new made match. |
R |
Sp.T 1.1.80 |
Pluto was pleased, and sealde it with a kisse. |
|
S&P 1.6.4 |
By mutuall tokens to seal up their loves. |
33 |
AF 9.18 |
Then either thou or all thy kinne are worth. |
M |
S&P 1.4.75–6 |
more then thou and all thy kin are worth. |
34 |
AF 9.19 |
I hate them as I hate a toade. |
M |
S&P 3.2.27 |
Lucina hates me like a Toade. |
35 |
AF 9.27 |
a phillope on the nose. |
M |
S&P 5.3.82 |
a phillip may cracke it, |
36 |
AF 9.43 |
with, eager moode. |
M |
S&P 5.4.149 |
With eager moode |
37 |
AF 10.16 |
That honors tytle nor a Lords command |
|
S&P 2.1.271 |
Whom honors title forst me to misdoe |
38 |
AF 10.17 |
my deserts or your desires decay |
M |
S&P 1.4.138 |
I read her just desires, and my decay |
39 |
AF 10.88 |
May live, may love, for what is life but love? |
|
S&P 4.1.21 |
For what is misery but want of God? |
40 |
AF 10.91 |
Why whats love, without true constancy? |
|
S&P 1.2.22 |
The meaning of my true harts constancie |
41 |
AF 10.98–9 |
No let our love be rockes of Addamant Which time nor place, nor tempest can a sunder |
M |
S&P 4.1.97 |
My thoughts are like pillars of Adamant |
42 |
AF 10.100 |
leave protestations now. |
M |
S&P 1.4.29 |
Leave protestations now. |
43 |
AF 11.27 |
Why, then, by this reconing you … |
R |
SP 1.4.83 |
Why, then, by this reckoning, a … |
44 |
AF 11.29 |
you had best not to meddle with that. |
M |
S&P 2.2.47–8 |
you had not best go to him. |
45 |
AF 13.39 |
brydle thine envious tongue. |
M |
S&P 1.5.104 |
Bridle the fond intemperance of thy tongue. |
46 |
AF 13.88 |
what folly blinded thee? |
M |
S&P 1.5.97 |
If wilfull folly did not blind mine eyes. |
47 |
AF 13.105 |
To lincke in lyking with a frantick man! |
M |
S&P 4.2.63 |
And is she linkt in liking with my foe? |
48 |
AF 14.114 |
Instead of faire wordes and large promises My hands shall play you goulden harmonie. |
M |
S&P 4.1.61 |
large promises. |
|
Sp.T 2.1.52 |
Now to these favours will I adde reward, Not with faire words, but store of golden coyne. |
49 |
AF 14.214 |
I protest to thee by heaven. |
M |
S&P 5.2.26 |
I heere protest by heavens. |
50 |
AF 14.302 |
a sudden qualm. |
M |
S&P 2.1.50 |
A suddaine qualme. |