Marston, John · published 1602 · first performed or written 1602 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) T35 Fools, wit and railing typicality 0.75 · 492 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T35: fool, wit, aristippus, achilles, wise, fools, patroclus, thersites, master, men.
I wonder it doth not envy me. Why man, I have been borne upon the spirits wings, The soul's swift Pegasus, the fantasy: And from the height of contemplation, Have viewed the feeble joints men totter on. I envy none; but hate, or pity all. For when I view, with an intentive thought, That creature fair; but proud; him rich, but sot: Th'other witty; but unmeasured arrogant: Him great; yet boundless in ambition: Him high borne; but of base life: to'ther feared; Yet feared fears, and fears most, to be most loved: Him wise; but made a fool for public use: Th'other learned, but self-opinionate: When I discourse all these, and see myself Nor fair, nor rich, nor witty, great, nor feared: Yet amply suited, with all full content: Lord, how I clap my hands, and smooth my brow, Rubbing my quiet bosom, tossing up A grateful spirit to omnipotence! Ha, ha: but if thou knew'st my happiness, Thou wouldst even grate away thy soul to dust, In envy of my sweet beatitude: I can not sleep for kisses; I can not rest For ladies' letters, that importune me With such unused vehemence of love, Straight to solicit them, that Confusion seize me, but I think thou liest. Why should I not be sought to then as well? Fut, methinks, I am as like a man. Troth, I have a good head of hair, a cheek Not as yet waned; a leg, faith, in the full. I ha' not a red beard, take not tobacco much: And 'Slid, for other parts of manliness Pew waw, you near accourted them in pomp: Put your good parts in presence, graciously. Ha, and you had, why they would ha' come of, sprung To your arms: and sued, and prayed, and vowed; And opened all their sweetness to your love. There are a number of such things, as then Have often urged me to such loose belief: But 'Slid you all do lie, you all do lie. I have put on good clothes, and smudged my face, struck a fair wench, with a smart speaking eye: Courted in all sorts, blunt, and passionate; Had opportunity put them to the ah: And, by this light, I find them wondrous chaste, Impregnable; perchance a kiss, or so: But for the rest, O most inexorable. Nay then i'faith, pree look here. To her most esteemed, loved, and generous servant, Sig. Castilio Balthazar. pray from whom comes this? faith I must see. Nay, god's my comfort, I must see the rest; I must, sans ceremony, faith I must. O, you spoil my ruff, unset my hair; good away. Item for straight canvas, thirteen pence, half penny. Item for an elle and a half of taffeta to cover your old canvas doublet, fourteen shillings, & three pence. 'Slight, this a tailor's bill. In sooth it is the outside of her letter; on which I took the copy of a tailor's bill.
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Length
492 words · 699 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T35 — Fools, wit and railingcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.747 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T9 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
I wonder it doth not enuie me. Why man, I haue bene borne vpon the spirits wings, The soules swift Pegasus, the fantasie: And from the height of contemplation, Haue view'd the feeble ioynts men totter on. I enuie none; but hate, or pittie all. For when I viewe, with an intentiue thought, That creature faire; but proud; him rich, but sot: Th'other wittie; but vnmeasured arrogant: Him great; yet boundlesse in ambition: Him high borne; but of base life: to' ther feard; Yet feared feares, and fears most, to be most loued: Him wise; but made a foole for publick vse: Th'other learned, but selfe-opinionate: When I discourse all these, and see my selfe Nor faire, nor rich, nor wittie, great, nor fear'd: Yet amply suted, with all full content: Lord, how I clap my hands, and smooth my brow, Rubbing my quiet bosome, tossing vp A gratefull spirit to omnipotence! Ha, ha: but if thou knew'st my happinesse, Thou wouldst euen grate away thy soule to dust, In enuy of my sweete beatitude: I can not sleepe for kisses; I can not rest For Ladies letters, that importune me With such vnused vehemence of loue, Straight to solicit them, that Confusion seize me, but I thinke thou lyest. Why should I not be sought to then aswell? Fut, me thinks, I am as like a man▪ Troth, I haue a good head of haire, a cheeke Not as yet wan'd; a legge, faith, in the full. I ha not a red beard, take not tobacco much: And S'lid, for other parts of manlinesse Pew waw, you nere accourted them in pompe: Put your good parts in presence, gratiously. Ha, and you had, why they would ha come of, sprung To your armes: and su'd, and prai'd, and vow'd; And opened all their sweetnesse to your loue. There are a number of such things, as then Haue often vrg'd me to such loose beliefe: But S'lid you all doe lye, you all doe lie. I haue put on good cloathes, and smugd my face, Strook a faire wench, with a smart speaking eye: Courted in all sorts, blunt, and passionate; Had opportunitie put them to the ah: And, by this light, I finde them wondrous chaste, Impregnable; perchance a kisse, or so: But for the rest, O most inexorable. Nay then ifaith, pree thee looke here. To her most esteemed, lou'd, and generous seruant, Sig. Castilio Balthazar. Pree the from whome comes this? faith I must see. Nay, god's my comfort, I must see the rest; I must, sans ceremonie, faith I must. O, you spoyle my ruffe, vnset my haire; good away. Item for strait canuas, thirteene pence, halfe penny. Item for an elle and a halfe of taffata to couer your olde canuas dubblet, foureteen shillings, & three pence. S'light, this a tailors bill. In sooth it is the outside of her letter; on which I tooke the copie of a tailors bill.