Thankfully, Burgess uses historical record, previous biographies plus his muse to flesh out a man who lived and loved (the love that dare not speak its name) hard and was brave (or foolish) enough to question the church, state and the Machiavellian machinations of royalists, loyalists, Catholics, protestants and God himself. His life, his poems and plays, his work as a spy and his assassination nearly lost to the annals of history in favour of his contemporaries. I'm a fan of Anthony Burgess and more importantly, Christopher Marlowe, heretofore to be called Kit, as those who knew him did. I'm surprised that there aren't more reviews.
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