Nabbes, Thomas · published 1638 · first performed or written 1633 (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men unassigned nearest T35 Fools, wit and railing · 496 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T35: fool, wit, aristippus, achilles, wise, fools, patroclus, thersites, master, men.
So mine the like. Thus noble causes Put fire into the spirits of full men. Though sometimes seeming valour may arise Through lust or wine, from hateful cowardice. ANon, anon Sir, by and by. Some more wine Boy. Is Mr. Art love returned? Not yet Sir. Poor Gentleman; he's complaining to the Moon, or studying the event of his love in the Stars. methinks I could make a counterfeit expression of his passions to the life. ministress Of watery light; dance no unequal motions On thy four orbs; but quench thy paler fires In Lovers tears, that all in constancy May so be drowned. I would I were in love Cousin. Before you are capable of it. Why Cousin, is it not defined to be youth's folly! Indeed, all things in Youth are folly. Not so Coz. all folly may be in Youth: But many times 'tis mixed with grave discretion, That tempers it to use; and makes it judgement Equal if not exceeding that which palsies Hath almost shaken into a disease. But why would you be in love Coz. That I might Poetize: you know 'tis the only dancing Master to teach the Art of Measures; though I have known Poets scarce able to stand on their feet. Then you would write satyr's Coz? 'Tis your dancing conceit. But the grincome's Cousin cleaves not the feet. Mr. Dasher, this freeness hath doubled the favour; visit us of your own accord! Gentlemen myself, and all that depends on myself, or on any thing that hath dependence on myself, is at your service. I should desire your wife then. Sweet young Gentleman, you are the Epitome of a fair body, and shall command the Commander of myself and family. I will but present a glass of Greek Sack to the hands of a noble Lord, and return to serve you. You have a virtue Sir, I could wish communicated. What's that Cousin? To cozen Cousin. And would you learn it? The Theory, but not the practic. I converse much in Taverns; and the use should only be a thrifty prevention. As my observation hath taught me something in a bawdy house, where they cannot change money. Now Gentlemen dispose of your servant. Indeed Mr. Dasher our Wine's nought. How I nought I who drew it? name but your drawer; he is punished whilst you pronounce it. I'll not keep an offensive mouse that eats the crumbs under my table, but shall pay his life to do you service. Why Cousin, the Wine's good. I only gave him matter for a compliment. 'Tis pity to abuse him that is so apt to abuse himself. But what do you muse on Cousin? I am studying a conceited health. Why to the long standing of Banbury Maypole. No Puritan will pledge that. Yes, the Goodwives: they'll find dancing a more wholesome exercise for the body, than some of their Doctrines for the Soul. Art come friend, and Mr. Worthy?
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So mine the like. Thus noble causes Put fire into the spirits of full men. Though sometimes seeming valour may arise Through lust or wine, from hatefull cowardise. ANon, anon Sir, by and by. Some more wine Boy. Is Mr. Art love return'd? Not yet Sir. Poore Gentleman; hee's complaining to the Moone, or studying the event of his love in the Starres. Mee thinks I could make a counterfeit expression of his passions to the life. Ministresse light; dance quall motions On thy foure orbes; bu quch thy paler fires In Lovers teares, that constancie My so be drown'd. I would I were in love Cousin. Before you are capable of it. Why Cousin, is it not defin'd to be youth's folly! Indeed, all things in Youth are folly. Not so Coz. all folly may be in Youth: But many times 'tis mixt with grave discretion, That tempers it to use; and make's it judgement Equall if not exceeding that which Palseys Hath almost shaken into a disease. But why would you be in love Coz. That I might Poetize: you know 'tis the onely dancing Master to teach the Art of Measures; though I have knowne Poets scarce able to stand on their feet. Then you would write Satyres Coz? 'Tis your dancing conceit. But the Grinkums Cousin cleaves not the feete. Mr. Dasher, this freenesse hath doubled the favor; vizit us of your owne accord! Gentlemen my selfe, and all that depends on my selfe, or on any thing that hath dependance on my selfe, is at your service. I should desire your wife then. Sweet young Gentleman, you are the Epitome of a faire body, and shall command the Commander of my selfe and family. I will but present a glasse of Greeke Sacke to the hands of a noble Lord, and returne to serve you. You have a vertue Sir, I could wish communicated. What's that Cousin? To cozzen Cousin. And would you learne it? The Theorie, but not the Practicke. I converse much in Tavernes; and the use should onely be a thrifty prevention. As my observation hath taught me somthing in a baudy house, where they cannot change money. Now Gentlemen dispose of your seruant. Indeed Mr. Dasher our Wine's naught. How I naught I who drew it? name but your drawer; he is punish't whilst you pronounce it. I'le not keepe an offensive mouse that eats the crums under my table, but shall pay his life to doe you service. Why Cousin, the Wine's good. I onely gave him matter for a complement. 'Tis pitty to abuse him that is so apt to abuse himselfe. But what doe you muse on Cousin? I am studdying a conceited health. Why to the long standing of Banbury May-pole. No Puritan will pledge that. Yes, the Good-wives: they'l finde dancing a more wholsome exercise for the body, then some of their Doctrines for the Soule. Ar't come friend, and Mr. Worthy?