Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1609 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 482 words
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I'll go tell her presently. It shall be done, that's resolved. I thought he would not hear it out, but 'twould take him. Well, there be guests, & meat now; how shall we do for music? The smell of the venison, going through the street, will invite one noise of fiddlers, or other. I would it would call the trumpeters thither. Faith, there is hope, they have intelligence of all feasts. There's good correspondence betwixt them, and the London-cooks. 'Tis twenty to one but we have 'em. 'Twill be a most solemn day for my uncle, and an excellent fit of mirth for vs. I, if we can hold up the emulation betwixt FOOL, and DAW, and never bring them to expostulate. Tut, flatter 'em both (as TRVE-WIT says) and you may take their understandings in a pursenet. They'll believe themselves to be just such men as we make 'em, neither more nor less. They have nothing, not the use of their senses, but by tradition. See! Sir AMOROUS has his towel on already. Have you persuaded your cousin? Yes, 'tis very feasible: she'll do any thing she says, rather than the LA-FOOLES shall be disgraced. She is a noble kinswoman. It will be such a pest'ling device, sir AMOROUS! It will pound all your enemies practices to powder, and blow him up with his own mine, his own train. Nay, we'll give fire, I warrant you. But you must carry it privately, without any noise, and take no notice by any means— Gentlemen, my Princess says, you shall have all her silver dishes, festinate: and she's gone to alter her tire a little, and go with you— And yourself too, captain OTTER. By any means, sir. Yes sir, I do mean it: but I would entreat my cozen sir AMOROUS, and you gentlemen, to be suitors to my Princess, that I may carry my bull, and my bear, as well as my horse. That you shall do, captain OTTER. My cozen will never consent, gentlemen. She must consent, sir AMOROUS, to reason. Why, she says they are no decorum among ladies. But they are decora, and that's better, sir. I, she must hear argument. Did not PASIPHAE, who was a queen, love a bull? and was not CALISTO, the mother of ARCAS, turned into a bear, and made a star, mistress VRSULA, i' the heavens? O God! that I could ha' said as much! I will have these stories painted i' the bear-garden, ex Ouidij metamorphosi. Where is your Princess, Captain? pray be our leader. That I shall, sir. Make haste, good sir AMOROUS. SIr, there's an angel for yourself, and a brace of angels for your cold. Muse not at this manage of my bounty. It is fit we should thank fortune, double to nature, for any benefit she confers upon us; besides, it is your imperfection, but my solace.
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I'll goe tell her presently. It shall be done, that's resolu'd. I thought he would not heare it out, but 'twould take him. Well, there be guests, & meat now; how shal we do for musique? The smell of the venison, going through the street, will inuite one noyse of fidlers, or other. I would it would call the trumpeters thether. Faith, there is hope, they haue intelligence of all feasts. There's good correspondence betwixt them, and the London-cookes. 'Tis twenty to one but we haue 'hem. 'Twill be a most solemne day for my vncle, and an excellent fit of mirth for vs. I, if we can hold vp the aemulation betwixt FOOLE, and DAW, and neuer bring them to expostulate. Tut, flatter 'hem both (as TRVE-WIT sayes) and you may take their vnderstandings in a purse-net. They'll beleeue themselues to be iust such men as we make 'hem, neither more nor lesse. They haue nothing, not the vse of their senses, but by tradition. See! Sir AMOROVS has his towell on already. Haue you perswaded your cossen? Yes, 'tis verie faesible: shee'll do any thing she sayes, rather then the LA-FOOLES shall be disgrac'd. She is a noble kinswoman. It will be such a pest'ling deuice, sir AMOROVS! It will pound all your enemies practises to poulder, and blow him vp with his owne mine, his owne traine. Nay, wee'll giue fire, I warrant you. But you must carry it priuatly, without any noyse, and take no notice by any meanes— Gentlemen, my Princesse sayes, you shall haue all her siluer dishes, festinate: and she's gone to alter her tyre a little, and go with you— And yourselfe too, captaine OTTER. By any meanes, sir. Yes sir, I doe meane it: but I would entreate my cosen sir AMOROVS, and you gentlemen, to be sutors to my Princesse, that I may carry my bull, and my beare, as well as my horse. That you shall doe, captaine OTTER. My cosen will neuer consent, gentlemen. She must consent, sir AMOROVS, to reason. Why, she sayes they are no decorum among ladies. But they are decora, and that's better, sir. I, shee must heare argument. Did not PASIPHAE, who was a queene, loue a bull? and was not CALISTO, the mother of ARCAS, turn'd into a beare, and made a starre, mistris VRSVLA, i' the heauens? O God! that I could ha' said as much! I will haue these stories painted i' the beare-garden, ex Ouidij metamorphosi. Where is your Princesse, Captaine? pray' be our leader. That I shall, sir. Make haste, good sir AMOROVS. SIr, there's an angel for your selfe, and a brace of angels for your cold. Muse not at this mannage of my bounty. It is fit wee should thanke fortune, double to nature, for any benefit she conferres vpon vs; besides, it is your imperfection, but my solace.