Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1606 [1605-1606] (Annals) comedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T62 The courtier as a type: fashion, affecta · 483 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T62: courtier, shrug, face, court, italian, monsieur, scholar, fashion, french, courtiers.
You make me wonder! Sir, upon my knowledge. Nay, I have observed him, at your public ordinary, Take his advertisement, from a traveler (A concealed statesman) in a trencher of meat: And, instantly, before the meal was done, Convey an answer in a toothpick. Strange! How could this be, sir? Why, the meat was cut So like his character, and so laid, as he Must easily read the cipher. I have heard, He could not read, sir. So, 'twas given out, (In polity) by those, that did employ him: But he could read, and had your languages, And to't, as sound a noddle— I have heard, sir, That your baboons were spies; and that they were A kind of subtle nation, near to China. ay, ay, your Mamuluchi. Faith, they had Their hand in a French plot, or two; but they Were so extremely given to women, as They made discovery of all: yet I Had my advises here (on Wednesday last) From one of their own coat, they were returned, Made their relations (as the fashion is) And now stand fair, for fresh employment. 'heart! This, sir POLL. will be ignorant of nothing. It seems, sir, you know all? Not all, sir. But, I have some general notions; I do love To note, and to observe: though I live out, Free from the active torrent, yet I'd mark The currents, and the passages of things, For mine own private use; and know the ebbs, And flows of state. Believe it, sir, I hold myself, in no small tie, unto my fortunes, For casting me thus luckily, upon you; Whose knowledge (if your bounty equal it) May do me great assistance, in instruction For my behaviour, and my bearing, which Is yet so rude, and raw— Why? came you forth Empty of rules, for travail? Faith, I had Some common ones, from out that vulgar grammar, Which he, that cried Italian to me, taught me. Why, this it is, that spoils all our brave bloods; Trusting our hopeful gentry unto pedants: Fellows of outside, and mere bark. You seem To be a gentleman, of ingenuous race— I not profess it, but my fate hath been To be, where I have been consulted with, In this high kind, touching some great men's sons, Persons of blood, and honour— Who be these, sir? Under that window, there't must be. The same. fellows, to mount a bank! Did your instructor In the dear tongues, never discourse to you Of the Italian mountebanks? Yes, sir. Why, Here shall you see one. They are quacksalvers, Fellows, that live by venting oils, and drugs? Was that the character he gave you of them? As I remember. Pity his ignorance. They are the only-knowing men of Europe! Great general scholars, excellent physicians, Most admired statesmen, professed favourites, And cabinet-counsellors, to the greatest princes! The only languag'd-men, of all the world!
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You make me wonder! Sir, vpon my knowledge. Nay, I haue obseru'd him, at your publique ordinarie, Take his aduertisement, from a traueller (A conceal'd states-man) in a trencher of meat: And, instantly, before the meale was done, Conuey an answere in a tooth-pick. Strange! How could this be, sir? Why, the meat was cut So like his character, and so laid, as he Must easily reade the cypher. I haue heard, He could not reade, sir. So, 'twas giuen out, (In politie) by those, that did imploy him: But he could read, and had your languages, And to't, as sound a noddle— I haue heard, sir, That your Bab'ouns were spies; and that they were A kind of subtle nation, neere to China. I, I, your Mamuluchi. Faith, they had Their hand in a French plot, or two; but they Were so extremely giuen to women, as They made discouery of all: yet I Had my aduises here (on wensday last) From one of their owne coat, they were return'd, Made their relations (as the fashion is) And now stand faire, for fresh imployment. 'Hart! This, sir POLL. will be ignorant of nothing. It seemes, sir, you know all? Not all, sir. But, I haue some generall notions; I doe loue To note, and to obserue: though I liue out, Free from the actiue torrent, yet I'ld marke The currents, and the passages of things, For mine owne priuate vse; and know the ebbes, And flowes of state. Beleeue it, sir, I hold My selfe, in no small tie, vnto my fortunes, For casting me thus luckily, vpon you; Whose knowledge (if your bountie equall it) May doe me great assistance, in instruction For my behauiour, and my bearing, which Is yet so rude, and raw— Why? came you forth Emptie of rules, for trauaile? Faith, I had Some common ones, from out that vulgar grammar, Which he, that cry'd Italian to me, taught me. Why, this it is, that spoiles all our braue blouds; Trusting our hopefull gentrie vnto pedants: Fellowes of out-side, and mere barke. You seeme To be a gentleman, of ingenuous race— I not professe it, but my fate hath beene To be, where I haue beene consulted with, In this high kind, touching some great mens sonnes, Persons of bloud, and honour— Who be these, sir? VNder that windore, there't must be. The same. Fellowes, to mount a banke! Did your instructer In the deare tongues, neuer discourse to you Of the Italian mountebankes? Yes, sir. Why, Here shall you see one. They are quack-saluers, Fellowes, that liue by venting oyles, and drugs? Was that the character he gaue you of them? As I remember. Pitie his ignorance. They are the onely-knowing men of Europe! Great generall schollers, excellent phisicians, Most admir'd states-men, profest fauourites, And cabinet-counsellors, to the greatest princes! The onely languag'd-men, of all the world!