The Magnetic Lady, or Humors Reconciled · chunk 10 of 45
Jonson, Ben · published 1640 · first performed or written 1632 [licensed for stage, Oct 12] (Annals) comedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T9 Theatre talk: prologues, poets and playe · 482 words
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So easy, as some Cobbler worms a Dog. And lock it in the Cabinet of his memory—. Till it turn a politic insect, or a Fly! Thus long. You may be merry Mr. Compass, But though you have the reversion of an office, You are not in't Sir. Remember that. Why, should that fright me; Mr. By—, from telling Whose as you are? Sir he's one, can do His turns there: and deliver too his letters, As punctually, and in as good a fashion, As ere a Secretary can in Court. Why, is it any matter in what fashion A man deliver his letters, so he not open 'hem? Yes, we have certain precedents in Court, From which we never swerve, once in an age: And (whatsoe'er he thinks) I know the Arts, And Sciences do not directlier make A Graduate in our Universities; Than an habitual gravity prefers A man in Court. Which by the truer stile, Some call a formal, flat servility. Sir you may call it what you please. But we (That tread the path of public businesses) Know what a tacit shrug is, or a shrink; The wearing the Callott; the politic hood: And twenty other parerga, o' the by, You Seculars understand not: I shall trick him, If his reversion came, i' my Lord's way. What is that Mr. Practice? you sure know? Mass ' Compasses reversion? A fine place (Survey or of the Projects general) I would I had it. What is't worth? O Sir, A Nemo scit. we'll think on't afore dinner. Now, Gentlemen, what censure you of our Protasis, or first Act? Well, Boy, it is a fair Presentment of your Actors. And a handsome promise of somewhat to come hereafter. But, there is nothing done in it, or concluded: Therefore I say, no Act. A fine piece of Logic! Do you look, Mr. Damplay, for conclusions in a Protesis? I thought the Law of Comedy had reserved to the Catastrophe: and that the Epitasis, (as we are taught) and the Catastasis, had been intervening parts, to have been expected. But you would have all come together it seems: The Clock should strike five, at once, with the Acts. Why, if it could do so, it were well, Boy. Yes, if the nature of a Clock were to speak, not strike. So, if a Child could be borne, in a Play, and grow up to a man, i'the first Scene, before he went of the Stage: and than after to come forth a Squire, and be made a Knight: and that Knight to travel between the Acts, and do wonders i'the holy land or else where; kill Paynims wild Boors, don Cows, and other Monsters; beget him a reputation, and marry an Emperor's Daughter: for his Mrs. Convert her Father's Country; and at last come home, lame and all to be laden with miracles.
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So eaſie, as ſome Cobler wormes a Dog. And lock it in the Cabinet of his memory—. Till 't turne a politique inſect, or a Fly! Thus long. You may be merry Mr. Compaſſe, But though you have the reverſion of an office, You are not in't Sir. Remember that. Why, ſhould that fright me; Mr. Bi—, from telling Whoſe as you are? Sir he's one, can doe His turnes there: and deliver too his letters, As punctually, and in as good a faſhion, As ere a Secretary can in Court. Why, is it any matter in what faſhion A man deliver his letters, ſo he not open 'hem? Yes, we have certaine precedents in Court, From which wee never ſwerve, once in an age: And (whatſoere he thinkes) I know the Arts, And Sciences doe not directlier make A Graduate in our Vniverſities; Then an habituall gravitie prefers A man in Court. Which by the truer ſtile, Some call a formall, flat ſervility. Sir you may call it what you pleaſe. But wee (That tread the path of publike buſineſſes) Know what a tacit ſhrug is, or a ſhrinke; The wearing the Callott; the politique hood: And twenty other parerga, o' the by, You Seculars underſtand not: I ſhall trick him, If his reverſion came, i' my Lords way. What is that Mr. Practiſe? you ſure know? Mas' Compaſſes reverſion? A fine place (Survey or of the Projects generall) I would I had it. What is't worth? O Sir, A Nemo ſcit. Wee'l thinke on't afore dinner. Now, Gentlemen, what cenſure you of our Protaſis, or firſt Act? Well, Boy, it is a faire Preſentment of your Actors. And a handſome promiſe of ſomewhat to come hereafter. But, there is nothing done in it, or concluded: Therefore I ſay, no Act. A fine peice of Logick! Doe you looke, Mr. Damplay, for concluſions in a Proteſis? I thought the Law of Comedy had reſerv'd to the Cataſtrophe: and that the Epitaſis, (as wee are taught) and the Cataſtaſis, had beene interveening parts, to have beene expected. But you would have all come together it ſeemes: The Clock ſhould ſtrike five, at once, with the Acts. Why, if it could doe ſo, it were well, Boy. Yes, if the nature of a Clock were to ſpeake, not ſtrike. So, if a Child could be borne, in a Play, and grow up to a man, i'the firſt Scene, before hee went off the Stage: and then after to come forth a Squire, and bee made a Knight: and that Knight to travell betweene the Acts, and doe wonders i'the holy land or elſe where; kill Paynims wild Boores, dun Cowes, and other Monſters; beget him a reputation, and marry an Emperours Daughter: for his Mrs. Convert her Fathers Countrey; and at laſt come home, lame and all to be laden with miracles.