Shakespeare, William · published 1608 · first performed or written 1605 [1605-1606] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · before the Court unassigned nearest T35 Fools, wit and railing · 501 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T35: fool, wit, aristippus, achilles, wise, fools, patroclus, thersites, master, men.
Let me hire him too, here's my coxcomb. How now my pretty knave, how dost thou? Sirrah, you were best take my coxcomb. Why Fool? Why for taking on's part, that's out of favour, nay and thou canst not smile as the wind sits, thou'lt catch cold shortly, there take my coxcomb; why this fellow hath banished two on's daughters, and done the third a blessing against his will, if thou follow him, thou must needs wear my coxcomb, how now nuncle, would I had two coxcombs, and two daughters. Why my boy? If I gave them any living, id'e keep my coxcombs myself, there's mine, beg another of thy daughters. Take heed sirrah, the whip. Truth is a dog that must to kennel, he must be whipped out, when Lady oth'e brach may stand by the fire and stink. A pestilent gull to me. Sirrah i'll teach thee a speech. Do. Mark it uncle, have more than thou showest, speak less than thou knowest, lend less than thou owest, ride more than thou goest, learn more than thou trowest, set less than thou throwest, leave thy drink and thy whore, and keep in a door, and thou shalt have more, than two ten to a score. This is nothing fool. Then like the breath of an unfeed Lawyer, you gave me nothing for't, can you make no use of nothing uncle? Why no boy, nothing can be made out of nothing. Prithee tell him so much the rent of his land comes to, he will not believe a fool. A bitter fool. Dost know the difference my boy, between a bitter fool, and a swecte fool. No lad, teach me. That Lord that counselled thee to give away thy land, Come place him here by me, do thou for him stand, The sweet and bitter fool will presently appear, The one in motley here, the other found out there. Dost thou call me fool boy? All thy other Titles thou hast given away, that thou wast borne with. This is not altogether fool my Lord. No faith, Lords and great men will not let me, if I had a monopoly out, they would have part an't, and loads too, they will not let me have all the fool to myself, they'll be snatching; give me an egg Nuncle, and i'll give thee two crowns. What two crowns shall they be? Why, after I have cut the egg in the middle and eat up the meat, the two crowns of the egg; when thou clovest thy crown i'th' middle, and gavest away both parts, thou borest thy ass a''h back o'er the dirt, thou hadst little wit in thy bald crown, when thou gavest thy golden one away, if I speak like myself in this, let him be whipped that first finds it so. Fools had near less wit in a year, For wise men are grown foppish, They know not how their wits do wear, Their manners are so apish.
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Let me hire him too, heer's my coxcombe. How now my prety knaue, how do'st thou? Sirra, you were best take my coxcombe. Why Foole? Why for taking on's part, that's out of fauour, nay and thou can'st not smile as the wind sits, thou't catch cold shortly, there take my coxcombe; why this fellow hath banisht two on's daughters, and done the third a blessing against his will, if thou follow him, thou must needs weare my coxcombe, how now nuncle, would I had two coxcombes, and two daughters. Why my boy? If I gaue them any liuing, id'e keepe my coxcombs my selfe, ther's mine, beg another of thy daughters. Take heede sirra, the whip. Truth is a dog that must to kenell, hee must bee whipt out, when Ladie oth'e brach may stand by the fire and stincke. A pestilent gull to mee. Sirra ile teach thee a speech. Doe. Marke it vncle, haue more then thou shewest, speake lesse then thou knowest, lend lesse then thou owest, ride more then thou goest, learne more then thou trowest, set lesse then thou throwest, leaue thy drinke and thy whore, and keepe in a doore, and thou shalt haue more, then two tens to a score. This is nothing foole. Then like the breath of an vnfeed Lawyer, you gaue me nothing for't, can you make no vse of nothing vncle? Why no boy, nothing can be made out of nothing. Preethe tell him so much the rent of his land comes to, he will not beleeue a foole. A bitter foole. Doo'st know the difference my boy, betweene a bitter foole, and a swecte foole. No lad, teach mee. That Lord that counsail'd thee to giue away thy land, Come place him heere by mee, doe thou for him stand, The sweet and bitter foole will presently appeare, The one in motley here, the other found out there. Do'st thou call mee foole boy? All thy other Titles thou hast giuen away, that thou wast borne with. This is not altogether foole my Lord. No faith, Lords and great men will not let me, if I had a monopolie out, they would haue part an't, and lodes too, they will not let me haue all the foole to my selfe, they'l be snatching; giue me an egge Nuncle, and ile giue thee two crownes. What two crownes shall they be? Why, after I haue cut the egge in the middle and eate vp the meate, the two crownes of the egge; when thou clouest thy crowne it'h middle, and gauest away both parts, thou borest thy asse at'h backe or'e the durt, thou had'st little wit in thy bald crowne, when thou gauest thy golden one away, if I speake like my selfe in this, let him be whipt that first finds it so. Fooles had nere lesse wit in a yeare, For wise men are growne foppish, They know not how their wits doe weare, Their manners are so apish.