Glapthorne, Henry · published 1640 · first performed or written 1638 [1636-1638; revised 1639] (Annals) not in BritDrama · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T35 Fools, wit and railing · 508 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T35: fool, wit, aristippus, achilles, wise, fools, patroclus, thersites, master, men.
YOu need not fear me Gentlemen, although I come thus armed; 'tis but to let you know I am in office; in my own defence, And to secure me from the violence, Which might from you (who now my judges sit) Be offered to this Trophy of my wit: And cause I know that you will obey Authority, I do charge you, like the Play: Think who I am, how often I may catch You at ill hours in Taverns, or i'th' Watch; In Frays sometimes; nay sometimes (not to trench Too much upon you) with a pretty wench. All this is possible, and Gentlemen, Consider how my rage will use you then, If you should now, as sure 'tis worth your fear, Be in the censure of my wit severe, Vexed I'm implacable; and though the Tribe Of Constables do use't, I'll take no bribe To let you pass: These sturdy knaves will take Not the least mercy on you for my sake: Nor will the justice free you: (to your smart) You'll find, he and his clerk will take my part. I can but gently warn you to prevent A danger, nay a certain punishment, Should you dislike: for if the Play do fall Under your votes, I'll apprehend you all. ARe you resolved yet Gentlemen? I am In earnest haste of Town-affairs, and came To know your minds: how's that? there's one I spy That will dislike, to th' Counter instantly With him; entreats Sir, shall not prevail, Nor shall you think to come out upon bail. For in this case (believe it) I'd not spare (Though the sword were borne before him) my Lord Major; Nor should the Court of Aldermen reprieve For such a fact, my good friend Master Shreeve. If so severe to them then, who by vow, Are my own brethren? what will become of you? I have considered; and will now commit To your free votes the Censures of my wit. For though their dulness (whom I've threatened) may Dislike (you've wit) and will allow the play. Did you ere we departed from the College o'erlook my library? Yes sir, I spent two days in sorting Poets from Historians, As many nights in placing the divines On their own chairs, I mean their shelves, and then In separating Philosophers from those people That kill men with a licence: your Physicians Cost me a whole day's labour, and I find sir, Although you tell me learning is immortal, The paper and the parchment, 'tis contained in, Savours of much mortality. I hope my books are all in health. In the same case the Moths have left them, who have eaten more Authentic learning then would richly furnish A hundred country pedants; yet the worms Are not one letter wiser. I have been idle Since I came up from Cambridge, go to my stationer And bid him send me Swarez Metaphysics, Tolet de anima is new forth, So are Granadus commentaries on Primum secundae Thomae Aquinatis, Get me the lyric Poets. And—
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YOu need not feare me Gentlemen, although I come thus arm'd; tis but to let you know I am in office; in my owne defence, And to secure me from the violence, Which might from you (who now my Iudges sit) Be off'red to this Trophee of my wit: And cause I know that you will obay Authority, I doe charge you, like the Play: Thinke who I am, how often I may catch You at ill houres in Tavernes, or ith' Watch; In Fraies sometimes; nay sometimes (not to trench Too much upon you) with a pretty wench. All this is possible, and Gentlemen, Consider how my rage will use you then, If you should now, as sure tis worth your feare, Be in the censure of my wit seuere, Vext I' me implacable; and though the Tribe Of Constables doe us't, Ile take no bribe To let you passe: These sturdy knaves will take Not the least mercy on you for my sake: Nor will the Iustice free you: (to your smart) You'le find, he and his Clarke will take my part. I can but gently warne you to prevent A danger, nay a certaine punishment, Should you dislike: for if the Play doe fall Vnder your votes, Ile apprehend you all. ARe you resolv'd yet Gentlemen? I am In earnest haste of Towne-affaires, and came To know your minds: how's that? there's one I spye That will dislike, to th' Counter instantly With him; intreat Sir, shall not prevaile, Nor shall you thike to come out upon baile. For in this case (believe it) I'de not spare (Though the sword were borne before him) my Lord Major; Nor should the Court of Aldermen reprieve For such a fct, my good friend Master Shreive. If so severe to them then, who by vow, Are my owne bretheren? what will become of you? I have consider'd; and will now commit To your free votes the Cenures of my wit. For though their dulnesse (whom I've threatned) may Dislike (you'ave wit) and will allow the play. DID you ere we departed from the Colledge Orelooke my library? Yes sir, I spent two dayes in sorting Poets from Historians, As many nights in placing the divines On their owne chayres, I meane their shelves, and then In separating Philosophers from those people That kill men with a license: your Physitians Cost me a whole dayes labour, and I finde sir, Although you tell me learning is immortall, The paper and the parchment, tis contayn'd in, Savors of much mortality. I hope my bookes are all in health. In the same case the Mothes have left them, who have eaten more Authenticke learning then would richly furnish A hundred country pedants; yet the wormes Are not one letter wiser. I have beene idle Since I came up from Cambridge, goe to my stationer And bid him send me Swarez Metaphysickes, Tolet de anima is new forth, So are Granadus commentaries on Primui seundae Thomae Aquinatis, Get me the Lyricke Poets. And —