Cynthia's Revels, or The Fountain of Self-Love · chunk 10 of 66
Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1600 [1600-1601] (Annals) satire · Children of the Chapel (second) T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi typicality 0.66 · 482 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
That's to be argued (AMORPHUS) if we may credit LVCIAN, who in his Eucomio Demosthenes' affirms, he never drunk but water in any of his compositions. LUCIAN is absurd, he knew nothing: I will believe mine own travails, before all the Lucian's of Europe. He doth feed you with fittens, figments, and leasings. Indeed (I think) next a travailer, he does prettily well. I assure you it was wine, I have tasted it, and from the hand of an Italian Antiquary, who derives it authentically from the Duke of Ferrara's bottles. How name you the gentleman you are in rank with there, sir? 'tis ASOTUS, son to the late deceased PHILARGYRUS the citizen. Was his father of any eminent place, or means? He was to have been Praetor next year. Ha! A pretty formal young gallant, in good sooth: pity, he is not more gentilely propagated. Hark you, CRITES, you may say to him, what I am, if you please: though I affect not popularity, yet I would be loath to stand out to any, whom you shall vouchsafe to call friend. Sir, I fear I may do wrong to your sufficiencies in the reporting them, by forgetting or misplacing some one; yourself can best inform him of yourself, sir: except you had some catalogue, or list of your faculties ready drawn, which you would request me to show him, for you, and him to take notice of. This CRITES is sour: I will think, sir. Do so, sir. O heaven! that any thing (in the likeness of man) should suffer these racked extremities, for the uttering of his sophisticate good parts. CRITES, I have a suit to you; but you must not deny me: pray you make this gentleman and I friends. Friends! Why? is there any difference between you? No, I mean acquaintance, to know one another. O, now I apprehend you; your phrase was without me, before. In good faith, he's a most excellent rare man, I warrant him! 'slight, they are mutually enamoured by this time! Will you, sweet CRITES? Yes, yes. Nay, but when? you'll defer it now, and forget it. Why, is't a thing of such present necessity, that it requires so violent a dispatch? No, but (would I might never stir) he's a most ravishing man! good CRITES, you shall endear me to you, in good faith-law. Well, your longing shall be satisfied, sir. And withal, you may tell him what my father was, and how well he left me, and that I am his heir. Leave it to me, I'll forget none of your dear graces, I warrant you. Nay, I know you can better marshal these affairs then I can— O gods! I'd give all the world (if I had it) for abundance of such acquaintance. What ridiculous circumstance might I devise now, to bestow this reciprocal brace of butterflies one upon another?
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That's to be argued (AMORPHVS) if we may credit LVCIAN, who in his Eucomio Demosthenis affirmes, hee neuer drunke but water in any of his compositions. LVCIAN is absurd, he knew nothing: I will beleeue mine owne trauailes, before all the LVCIANS of Europe. He doth feed you with sittons, figments, and leasings. Indeed (I thinke) next a trauailer, he do's prettily well. I assure you it was wine, I haue tasted it, and from the hand of an Italian Antiquarie, who deriues it authentically from the Duke of Ferrara's bottles. How name you the gentleman you are in ranke with there, sir? Tis ASOTVS, sonne to the late deceas'd PHILARGYRVS the citizen. Was his father of any eminent place, or meanes? He was to haue beene Praetor next yeere. Ha! A prettie formall yong gallant, in good sooth: pitty, he is not more gentilely propagated. Harke you, CRITES, you may say to him, what I am, if you please: though I affect not popularitie, yet I would be loth to stand out to any, whom you shall vouchsafe to call friend. Sir, I feare I may doe wrong to your sufficiencies in the reporting them, by forgetting or misplacing some one; your selfe can best enforme him of your selfe, sir: except you had some catalogue, or list of your faculties readie drawne, which you would request mee to shew him, for you, and him to take notice of. This CRITES is sowre: I will thinke, sir. Doe so, sir. O heauen! that any thing (in the likenesse of man) should suffer these rackt extremities, for the vttering of his sophisticate good parts. CRITES, I haue a sute to you; but you must not denie mee: pray you make this gentleman and I friends. Friends! Why? is there any difference betweene you? No, I meane acquaintance, to know one another. O, now I apprehend you; your phrase was without me, before▪ In good faith, hee's a most excellent rare man, I warrant him! Slight, they are mutually inamor'd by this time! Will you, sweet CRITES? Yes, yes. Nay, but when? you'le defer it now, and forget it. Why, is't a thing of such present necessitie, that it requires so violent a dispatch? No, but (would I might neuer stirre) hee's a most rauishing man! good CRITES, you shall endeare me to you, in good faith-law. Well, your longing shall be satisfied, sir. And withall, you may tell him what my father was, and how well he left me, and that I am his heire. Leaue it to mee, I'le forget none of your deare graces, I warrant you. Nay, I know you can better marshall these affaires then I can— O gods▪ I'de giue all the world (if I had it) for abundance of such acquaintance. What ridiculous circumstance might I deuise now, to bestow this reciprocall brace of butter-flies one vpon another?