Anything more unlike Massinger than this fishing for minnows cannot be imagined.
Take again the parallel,[328] “which alone should be conclusive of Massinger's authorship”:
Pirithous. Though I know
His ocean needs not my poor drops, yet they
Must yield their tribute there. My precious maid,
Those best affections, that the heavens infuse
In their best temper'd pieces, keep enthroned
In your dear heart.[329]
In Believe as You List we have:
Though I know