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 · 468 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T35: fool, wit, aristippus, achilles, wise, fools, patroclus, thersites, master, men.
The trick of that voice I do well remember, be't not the King? I ever inch a King when I do stare▪ see how the subject quakes, I pardon that man's life, what was thy cause, adultery? thou shalt not die for adultery, no the wren goes to't, and the small guilded fly do lecher in my sight, let copulation thrive, for Gloster's bastard son was kinder to his father then my daughters got tween the lawful sheets, to't luxury, pell-mell, for I lack soldiers, behold yond simpering dame whose face between her forks presageth snow, that minces virtue, and do shake the head hear of pleasure's name to fichew nor the soiled horse goes to't with a more riotous appetite, down from the waist they're centaurs, though women all above, but to the girdle do the gods inherit, beneath is all the fiends, there's hell, there's darkness, there's the sulphury pit, burning, scalding, stench, consummation, fie, fie, fie, pah, pah, Give me an ounce of Civet, good Apothocarie, to sweeten my imagination, there's money for thee. O let me kiss that hand. Here wipe it first, it smells of mortality. O ruined piece of nature, this great world should so weare out to nought, do you know me? I remember thy eyes well enough, dost thou squiny on me, no do thy worst blind Cupid, i'll not love, read thou that challenge, mark the penning oft. Were all the letters suns I could not see one. I would not take this from report, it is, and my heart breaks at it. Read. What! with the case of eyes O ho, are you there with me, no eyes in your head, nor no money in your purse, your eyes are in a heavy case, your purse in a light, yet you see how this world goes. I see it feelingly. What art mad, a man may see how the world goes with no eyes, look with thy ears, see how you justice rails upon you simple thief, hark in thy ear handy, dandy, which is the thief, which is the justice, thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at a beggar. I sir. And the creature run from the cur, there thou mightst behold the great image of authority, a dog, so bade in office, thou rascal beadle hold thy bloody hand, why dost thou lash that whore, strip thine own back, thy blood hotly lusts to use her in that kind for which thou whipst her, the usurer hangs the cosioner, through tottered rags, small vices do appear, robes & furred-gowns hides all, get thee glass eyes, and like a scurvy politician seem to see the things thou dost not, no now pull off my boots, harder, harder, so. O matter and impertinency mixed reason in madness.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
The tricke of that voyce I doe well remember, ist not the King? I euer inch a King when I do stare▪ see how the subiect quakes, I pardon that mans life, what was thy cause, adultery? thou shalt not die for adulterie, no the wren goes toot, and the smal guilded flie doe letcher in my sight, let copulation thriue, for Glosters bastard son was kinder to his father then my daughters got tweene the lawfull sheets, toot luxurie, pell, mell, for I lacke souldiers, behold yon simpring dame whose face between her forkes presageth snow, that minces vertue, and do shake the head heare of pleasures name to fichew nor the soyled horse goes toot with a more riotous appetite, down frō the wast tha're centaures, though women all aboue, but to the girdle doe the gods inherit, beneath is all the fiends, thers hell, thers darknesse, ther's the sulphury pit, burning, scalding, stench, consumation, fie, fie, fie, pah, pah, Giue mee an ounce of Ciuet, good Apothocarie, to sweeten my imagination, ther's money for thee. O let me kisse that hand. Here wipe it first, it smels of mortalitie. O ruind peece of nature, this great world should so are out to naught, do you know me? I remember thy eyes well inough, dost thou squiny on me, no do thy worst blind Cupid, ile not loue, reade thou that challenge, marke the penning oft. Were all the letters sunnes I could not see one. I would not take this from report, it is, and my heart breakes at it. Read. What! with the case of eyes O ho, are you there with me, no eyes in your head, nor no mony in your purse, your eyes are in a heauie case, your purse in a light, yet you see how this world goes. I see it feelingly. What art mad, a man may see how the world goes with no eyes, looke with thy eares, see how you Iustice railes vpon you simple theefe, harke in thy eare handy, dandy, which is the theefe, which is the Iustice, thou hast seene a farmers dogge barke at a begger. I sir. And the creature runne from the cur, there thou mightst behold the great image of authoritie, a dogge, so bade in office, thou rascall beadle hold thy bloudy hand, why dost thou lash that whore, strip thine owne backe, thy bloud hotly lusts to vse her in that kind for which thou whipst her, the vsurer hangs the cosioner, through tottered raggs, smal vices do appeare, robes & furd-gownes hides all, get thee glasse eyes, and like a scuruy polititian seeme to see the things thou doest not, no now pull off my bootes, harder, harder, so. O matter and impertinencie mixt reason in madnesse.