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Critical and Biographical Introduction
By John Webster (c. 15801634)
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The two Italian dramas, ‘The Duchess of Malfi’ and ‘Vittoria Corombona; or The White Devil,’ belong to that strange genus, the “tragedy of blood,” which began with the extravagances of Kyd, a predecessor of Shakespeare, and received its highest illustration by the master himself in ‘Hamlet.’ Webster made a less plausible use of this kind of tragedy than did Shakespeare, although he sometimes approaches him in dramatic strength. His sinister imagination is like the lightning of a midnight tempest, revealing the tormented sky and the black fury of the storm. “No dramatist,” writes Mr. Symonds, “showed more consummate ability in heightening terrific effects, in laying bare the inner mysteries of crime, remorse, and pain;… he was drawn to comprehend and reproduce abnormal elements of spiritual anguish.” His men and women go out of life in a black mist, as they pass through it in a red mist of crime. Vittoria Corombona, the beautiful evil heroine of the play, cries out when she is stabbed:—
Her brother, Flamineo, holds to the cynicism of his reckless life even amid the awful scenes of the last catastrophe.
Yet the humanity of these men and women of Webster’s is not disguised by their crimes. His insight into human nature is deep and incisive, but he knew only its night side. He was in love with agony and abnormal wickedness, and with the tortures of sin-haunted souls. He found fitting material for his uses in the stories of crime furnished by the splendid, corrupt Italy of the sixteenth century. The plots of ‘Vittoria Corombona’ and of the ‘Duchess of Malfi’ are both taken from this source. Viewed in the light of Italian Renaissance history, they cannot be called extravagant; but the somber genius of Webster has made the most of their terrors.
In his Roman play of ‘Appius and Virginia’ he has shown that he could write calmly and dispassionately, and without the effects of the terrible and the ghastly. It is a stately and quiet composition; but it lacks “those sudden flashes of illumination, those profound and searching glimpses into the bottomless abyss of human misery, which render the two Italian tragedies unique.”
Webster’s style is singularly well adapted to the spirit in which he portrays human life. It is cutting, sententious, powerful. He has the faculty of expressing an entire gamut of human emotions in a few words, as when Ferdinand in the ‘Duchess of Malfi’ sees the body of his twin-sister murdered by his orders, and exclaims—
Webster’s portions in the collaborated plays are inconsiderable, and are not in any way characteristic of his peculiar genius.