So this head has to start working, I think a major kick in the head is needed here. Hum. "Hey hey that's freedom you hear" lets get this brain into gear.
Marlowe was the greatest playwright that ever lived, from his translations of Ovid to a semi-biography of the great Tamur! Full of reference after reference to mythology, theology and just the most amazing jokes in the world! He brought Helen of Troy back from the dead and played tricks on the Pope! How could anything compare? I mean...seriously, this stuff should be legendary, and yet there are only a select number of people who know his name. Over shadowed by a mere pseudonym, maybe he'd have liked it that way. In a way...it's the work that matters not the name behind it! If it is pure stunning beauty screaming out from a page, then it matters not the name that wrote it, for it will be valued whatever the consequences.
