Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T35: fool, wit, aristippus, achilles, wise, fools, patroclus, thersites, master, men.
Vertumnus, call Orion. Orion, Urion, Arion; my Lord thou must look upon: Orion, gentleman dog-keeper, huntsman, come into the court: look you bring all bounds, and no bandogs. Peace there, that we may hear their horns blow. Sirrah, wast thou that called us from our game? How durst thou (being but a petty God) Disturb me in the entrance of my sports? 'Twas I, Orion, caused thee to be called. 'Tis I, dread Lord, that humbly will obey. How haps't thou leftest the heavens, to hunt below? As I remember, thou wert Hireus' son, Whom of a huntsman Ioue chose for a star, And thou art called the dog-star, art thou not? Pleaseth your honour, heavens circumference Is not enough for him to hunt and range, But with those venom-breathed curs he leads, He comes to chase health from our earthly bounds: Each one of those foul-mouthed mangy dogs Governs a day, (no dog but hath his day) And all the days by them so governed, The dog-days height, infectious fosterers Of meteors from carrion that arise, And putrefied bodies of dead men, Are they engendered to that ugly shape, Being nought else but preserved corruption. 'tis these that in the entrance of their reign The plague and dangerous agues have brought in. They are and bark at night against the Moon, For fetching in fresh tides to cleanse the streets. They vomit flames, and blast the ripened fruits: They are deaths messengers unto all those, That sicken while their malice beareth sway. A tedious discourse, built on no ground, A silly fancy Autumn hast thou told, Which no Philosophy doth warrantise, No old received poetry confirms. I will not grace thee by confuting thee: Yet in a jest (since thou railest so 'gainst dogs) I'll speak a word or two in their defence: That creature's best that comes most near to men. That dogs of all come nearest, thus I prove: First they excel us in all outward sense, Which no one of experience will deny, They hear, they smell, they see better than we, To come to speech they have it questionless, Although we understand them not so well: They bark as good old Saxon as may be, And that in more variety than we: For they have one voice when they are in chase, Another, when they wrangle for their meat, Another, when we beat them out of doors. That they have reason, this I will allege, They choose those things that are most fit for them, And shun the contrary all that they may, They know what is for their own diet best, And seek about for't very carefully. At sight of any whip they run away, As runs a thief from noise of hue and cry: Nor live they on the sweat of others brows, But have their trades to get their living with, Hunting and coney-catching, two fine arts: Yea, there be of them as there be of men, Of every occupation more or less: Some carriers, and they fetch, some watermen,
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Vertumnus, call Orion. Orion, Vrion, Arion; my Lord thou must looke vpon: Orion, gentleman dogge-keeper, huntsman, come into the court: looke you bring all bounds, and no bandogges. Peace there, that we may heare their hornes blow. Sirra, wast thou that cal'd vs from our game? How durst thou (being but a pettie God) Disturbe me in the entrance of my sports? 'Twas I, Orion, caus'd thee to be calde. 'Tis I, dread Lord, that humbly will obey. How haps't thou leftst the heauens, to hunt below? As I remember, thou wert Hireus sonne, Whom of a huntsman Ioue chose for a starre, And thou art calde the Dog-starre, art thou not? Pleaseth your honor, heauens circumference Is not ynough for him to hunt and range, But with those venome-breathed curres he leads, He comes to chase health from our earthly bounds: Each one of those foule-mouthed mangy dogs Gouernes a day, (no dog but hath his day) And all the daies by them so gouerned, The Dog-daies hight, infectious fosterers Of meteors from carrion that arise, And putrified bodies of dead men, Are they ingendred to that ougly shape, Being nought els but preseru'd corruption. T'is these that in the entrance of their raigne The plague and dangerous agues haue brought in. They arre and barke at night against the Moone, For fetching in fresh tides to cleanse the streetes. They vomit flames, and blast the ripened fruites: They are deathes messengers vnto all those, That sicken while their malice beareth sway. A tedious discourse, built on no ground, A sillie fancie Autumne hast thou told, Which no Philosophie doth warrantize, No old receiued poetrie confirmes. I will not grace thee by confuting thee: Yet in a iest (since thou railest so gainst dogs) Ile speake a word or two in their defence: That creature's best that comes most neere to men. That dogs of all come neerest, thus I proue: First they excell vs in all outward sence, Which no one of experience will deny, They heare, they smell, they see better then we, To come to speech they haue it questionlesse, Although we vnderstand them not so well: They barke as good old Saxon as may be, And that in more varietie then we: For they haue one voice when they are in chase, Another, when they wrangle for their meate, Another, when we beate them out of dores. That they haue reason, this I will alleadge, They choose those things that are most fit for them, And shunne the contrarie all that they may, They know what is for their owne diet best, And seeke about for't very carefully. At sight of any whip they runne away, As runs a thiefe from noise of hue and crie: Nor liue they on the sweat of others browes, But haue their trades to get their liuing with, Hunting and conie-catching, two fine artes: Yea, there be of them as there be of men, Of euerie occupation more or lesse: Some cariers, and they fetch, some watermen,