ABSTRACT

This tale must at one time or another giue up the ghost, and as good now as stay longer: I would gladly rid my handes of it cleanly if I could tell how, for what with talking of coblers, tinkers, roape-makers, botchers and durt-daubers, the mark is clean out of my Muse's mouth, and I am as it were more than duncified twixt divinity and poetry. What is there more as touching this tragedie that you would be resolved of? Say quickly, for now is my pen on foote againe.