the respect in which the name of the martyr Chancellor
was still generally held, and the lingering remains
of Catholic tradition which still made a prayer for
the dead rise naturally to Anglican lips. On
the other hand, the strife between Anglicans and Puritans,
the struggle of episcopalian with Calvinistic reformers,
was quite as plainly typified in the quarrel between
the Nurse and Mercutio, in which the Martin Marprelate
controversy was first unmistakably represented on
the stage. The “saucy merchant, that was
so full of his ropery,” with his ridicule of
the “stale” practice of Lenten fasting
and abstinence, his contempt for “a Lenten pie,”
and his preference for a flesh diet as “very
good meat in Lent,” is clearly a disciple of
Calvin; and the impotence of the Nurse, however scandalised
at the nakedness of his ribald profanity, to protect
herself against it by appeal to reason or tradition,
is dwelt upon with an emphasis sufficient to indicate
the secret tendency of the poet’s own sympathies
and convictions. In Romeo’s attempt at
conciliation, and his poor excuse for Mercutio (which
yet the Nurse, an emblem of the temporising and accommodating
pliancy of episcopalian Protestantism, shows herself
only too ready to accept as valid) as “one that
God hath made, for himself to mar,”—the
allusion here is evidently to the democratic and revolutionary
tendencies of the doctrine of Knox and Calvin, with
its ultimate developments of individualism and private
judgment—we recognise the note of Burghley’s
lifelong policy and its endeavour to fuse the Protestant
or Puritan party with the state Church of the Tudors
as by law established. The distaste of Elizabeth’s
bishops for such advances, their flutter of apprehension
at the daring and their burst of indignation at the
insolence of the Calvinists, are significantly expressed
in terms which seem to hint at a possible return for
help and protection to the shelter of the older faith
and the support of its partisans. “An ’a
speak anything against me, I’ll take him down
an ’a were lustier than he is, and twenty such
Jacks;” (the allusion here is again obvious,
to the baptismal name of John Calvin and John Knox,
if not also to the popular byword of Jack Presbyter;)
“and if I cannot,” (here the sense of
insecurity and dependence on foreign help or secular
power becomes transparent) “I’ll find
those that shall.” She disclaims communion
with the Protestant Churches of the continent, with
Amsterdam or Geneva: “I am none of his
flirt-gills; I am none of his skains-mates.”
Peter, who carries her fan ("to hide her face:
for her fan’s the fairer face”; we may
take this to be a symbol of the form of episcopal consecration
still retained in the Anglican Church as a cover for
its separation from Catholicism), is undoubtedly meant
for Whitgift, Archbishop of Canterbury; the name Peter,
as applied to a menial who will stand by and suffer
every knave to use the Church at his pleasure, but
is ready to draw as soon as another man if only he