Date
The 1929 Malone Society editor states that most scholars place its composition between 1591 and 1595. Ule and Baker put it more precisely as c. 1582; they believe it was written by Marlowe while at Cambridge, shortly after he had completed other plays they attribute to him, such as Timon, and The Famous Victories of Henry V. Corbin and Sedge, while cautioning that "ating by suppositions of literary or theatrical influence is ... a hazardous business," nonetheless state that "in so far as literary influence may help dating, it would seem probable that was written, and perhaps staged, some time before 1595." Egan dates the play to 1592-1593, while dating the manuscript to 1605. MacDonald P. Jackson argues that "Woodstock's contractions and linguistic forms, expletives, metrical features, and vocabulary all point independently to composition in the first decade of the seventeenth century", a conclusion that would make the play's relationship with Richard II that of a 'prequel' rather than a source. Others, particularly Egan, have specifically criticized such a date and characterization.
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