It Was Marlowe. A Story of the Secret of Three Centuries. By Wilbur Gleason Zeigler.
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“It is not for any man to measure, above all it is not for any workman in the field of tragic poetry lightly to take on himself the responsibility or the authority to pronounce what it is that Christopher Marlowe could not have done.”—Algernon Charles Swinburne.
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“She had turned her face for a last look at the Combatants.” P. 78.
COPYRIGHT, 1895, BY WILBUR GLEASON ZEIGLER. All rights reserved.
TO MY WIFE, WHOSE PRAISE IS AMPLE MEED FOR MY WORK; AND TO THE MEMORY OF MY MOTHER, THE ONE WHOSE ENCOURAGEMENT WAS THE KEENEST SPUR FOR BEST EFFORT, THIS BOOK IS AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATED. Wilbur Gleason Zeigler June 8, 1898.
