It is written in rhyme, which dominates the whole piece. and even if Marlowe has not finished it by himself, it pulls through. It is the Greek love, the myth of Hero and Leander. *** Some swore he was a maid in man's attire, For in his looks were all that men desire. Where both deliberate, the love is slight: Who ever loved, that loved not at first Sight? Jewels being lost are found again, this never; 'tis lost but once and once lost, lost forever.