Campaspe (Alexander, Campaspe, and Diogenes) · chunk 5 of 25
Lyly, John · published 1584 · first performed or written c.1583 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Chapel (first) (Oxford's Boys) · before the Court unassigned nearest T35 Fools, wit and railing · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T35: fool, wit, aristippus, achilles, wise, fools, patroclus, thersites, master, men.
But how dost thou then live? With fine jests, sweet air, & the dogs alms. Well, for this time I will staunch thy gut, and among pots and platters thou shalt see what it is to serve Plato. For joy of Granichus let's sing. My voice is as clear in the evening as in the morning. another commodity of emptiness. I had never such ado to warn scholars to come before a king: First, I came to Crisippus a tall lean old mad man, willing him presently to appear before Alexander, he stood staring on my face, neither moving his eyes nor his body, I urging him to give some answer, he took up a book, sat down and said nothing: Melissa his maid told me it was his manner, and that oftentimes she was fain to thrust meat in to his mouth: for that he would rather starve than cease study. Well thought I, seeing bookish men are so blockish, & so great clerk such simple courtiers, I will neither be partaker of their commons nor their commendations. From thence I came to Plato and to Aristotle, and to diverse other none refusing to come, saving an old obscure fellow, who sitting in a tub turned towards the son, read Greek to a young boy, him when I willed to appear before Alexander, he answered, if Alexander would feign see me, let him come to me, if learn of me, let him come to me, whatsoever it be, let him come to me: why, said I, he is a king, he answered, why I am a Philosopher, why, but he is Alexander, I but I am Diogenes. I was half angry to see one so crooked in his shape, to be so crabbed in his sayings. So going my way, I said thou shalt repent it, if thou comest not to Alexander: nay, smiling answered he, Alexander may repent it, if he come not to Diogenes: virtue must be sought, not offered: and so turning himself to his cell, he grunted I know not what, like a pig under a tub. But I must be gone, the Philosophers are coming. It is a difficult controversy, Aristotle, and rather to be wondered at, then believed, how natural causes should work supernal effects. I do not so much stand upon the apparition is seen in the Moon, neither the Demonium of Socrates, as that I cannot by natural reason give any reason of the ebbing and flowing of the Sea, which makes me in the depth of my studies to cry out, O ens entium miserere mei. Cleanthes, and you attribute so much to nature by searching for things which are not to be found, that whilst you study a cause of your own, you omit the occasion itself. There is no man so savage in whom resteth not this divine particle, that there is an omnipotent, eternal and divine mover, which may be called God.
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But how doest thou then liue? With fine iests, sweet aire, & the dogs almes. Wel, for this time I wil stanch thy gut, and among pots and platters thou shalt see what it is to serue Plato. For ioy of Granichus lets sing. My voice is as clear in the euening as in the morning. An other commoditie of emptines. I had neuer such adoe to warne schollers to come before a king: First, I came to Crisippus a tall leane old mad man, willing him presently to appeare before Alexander, he stoode staring on my face, neither mouing his eies nor his body, I vrging him to giue some answer, hee tooke vp a booke, sate downe and saide nothing: Melissa his maid told mee it was his maner, and that oftētimes she was fain to thrust meate in to his mouth: for that he wold rather starue thē ceasse studie. Wel thoght I, seeing bookish men are so blockish, & so great clearkes such simple courtiers, I will neither be partaker of their cōmons nor their commēdations. Frō thence I came to Plato and to Aristotle, and to diuerse other none refusing to come, sauing an old obscure fellowe, who sitting in a tub turned towardes the sonne, read Greek to a young boy, him when I willed to appeare before Alexander, he answered, if Alexander would faine see me, let him come to me, if learne of mee, lette him come to me, whatsoeuer it be, let him come to me: why, said I, he is a king, hee answered, why I am a Philosopher, why, but he is Alexander, I but I am Diogenes. I was halfe angry to see one so crooked in his shape, to be so crabbed in his sayinges. So going my way, I said thou shalt repent it, if thou cōmest not to Alexander: nay, smiling answered hee, Alexander may repent it, if he come not to Diogenes: vertue must be sought, not offered: and so turning himself to his cell, he grunted I know not what, like a pig vnder a tub. But I must be gone, the Philosophers are comming. It is a difficult controuersie, Aristotle, and rather to be wondred at, then beleeued, how naturall causes should worke supernal effects. I doe not so much stand vpon the apparition is seene in the Moone, neither the Demonium of Socrates, as that I cannot by naturall reason giue anye reason of the ebbing and flowing of the Sea, which makes mee in the depth of my studies to crye out, O ns entium miserere mei. Cleanthes, and you attribute so muche to nature by searching for things which are not to be found, that whilest you studie a cause of your owne, you omitte the occasion it selfe. There is no man so sauage in whom resteth not this diuine particle, that there is an omnipotent, eternall and diuine mouer, which may be called God.