Jonson, Ben · published 1631 · first performed or written 1626 [Feb] (Annals) comedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T57 Ships, merchants and pirates · 491 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T57: ship, sea, master, sail, home, money, pisaro, life, ships, till.
I have heard of some such thing. Don Spinola made General of the Iesuits! A Priest! O, no, he is dispensed with all, And the whole society, who do now appear The only Engineers of Christendom. They have been thought so long, and rightly too. Witness the Engine, that they have presented him, To wind himself with, up, into the Moon: And thence make all his discoveries! Read on. And Vittellesco, he that was last General, Being now turned Cook to the society, Has dressed his excellence, such a dish of eggs— What potched? Not, powdered. All the yolk is wild fire, As he shall need beleaguer no more towns, But throw his Egg in. It shall clear consume, Palace, and place; demolish and bear down, All strengths before it! Never be extinguished! Till all become one ruin! And from Florence, They writ was found in Galileo's study, A burning Glass (which they have sent him too) To fire any Fleet that's out at Sea— By Moonshine, is't not so? Yes, Sir, i'the water. His strengths will be unresistable, if this hold! Ha'you no News against him, on the contrary? Yes, Sat, they writ here, one Cornelius-Son, Hath made the Hollanders an invisible Eel, To swim the haven at Dunkirk, and sink all The shipping there. Why ha'not you this, Thom? Because he keeps the Pontificial side. How, change sides, Thom. 'Twas never in my thought To put thee up against ourselves. Come down, Quickly. Why, Sir? I ventured not my money Upon those terms: If he may change; why so. I'll ha' him keep his own side, sure. Why, let him, 'Tis but writing so much over again. For that I'll bear the charge: There's two Pieces, Come, do not stick with the gentleman. I'll take none Sir. And yet he shall ha'the place. They shall be ten, than, Up, Thom: and th' Office shall take 'hem. Keep your side, Thom. Know your own side, do not forsake your side, Thom. Read. They writ here one Cornelius-Son, Hath made the Hollanders an invisible Eel, To swim the Haven at Dunkirk, and sink all The shipping there. But how is't done? I'll show you Sit. It is an Automa, runs underwater, With a snug nose, and has a nimble tail Made like an auger, with which tail she wriggles Betwixt the coasts of a Ship, and sinks it straight. Whence ha'you this news. From a right hand I assure you, The Eel-boats here, that lie before Queen-Hyth, Came out of Holland. A most brave device, To murder their flat bottoms. I do grant you: But what if Spinola have a new Project: To bring an army over in cork-shoes, And landlord them, here, at Harwich? all his horse Are shod with cork, and fourscore pieces of ordinance, Mounted upon cork-carriages, with bladders, In stead of wheels to run the passage over At a springtide. Is't true? As true as the rest.
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I haue heard of ſome ſuch thing. Don Spinola made Generall of the Ieſuits! A Prieſt! O, no, he is diſpenc'd with all, And the whole ſociety, who doe now appeare The onely Enginers of Chriſtendome. They haue bin thought ſo long, and rightly too. Witneſſe the Engine, that they haue preſented him, To winde himſelfe with, vp, into the Moone: And thence make all his diſcoueries! Read on. And Vittelleſco, he that was laſt Generall, Being now turn'd Cooke to the ſociety, Has dreſt his excellence, ſuch a diſh of egges— What potch'd? No, powder'd. All the yolke is wilde fire, As he ſhall need beleaguer no more townes, But throw his Egge in. It ſhall cleare conſume, Palace, and place; demoliſh and beare downe, All ſtrengths before it! Neuer be extinguiſh'd! Till all become one ruine! And from Florence, They write was found in Galileos ſtudy, A burning Glaſſe (which they haue ſent him too) To fire any Fleet that's out at Sea— By Mooneſhine, is't not ſo? Yes, Sir, i'the water. His ſtrengths will be vnreſiſtable, if this hold! Ha'you no Newes againſt him, on the contrary? Yes, Sit, they write here, one Cornelius-Son, Hath made the Hollanders an inuiſible Eele, To ſwimme the hauen at Dunkirke, and ſinke all The ſhipping there. Why ha'not you this, Thom? Becauſe he keeps the Pontificiall ſide. How, change ſides, Thom. 'Twas neuer in my thought To put thee vp againſt our ſelues. Come downe, Quickly. Why, Sir? I venter'd not my mony Vpon thoſe termes: If he may change; why ſo. I'll ha him keepe his owne ſide, ſure. Why, let him, 'Tis but writing ſo much ouer againe. For that I'll beare the charge: There's two Pieces, Come, do not ſtick with the gentleman. I'l take none Sir. And yet he ſhall ha'the place. They ſhall be ten, then, Vp, Thom: and th'Office ſhall take 'hem. Keep your ſide, Thom. Know your owne ſide, doe not forſake your ſide, Thom. Read. They write here one Cornelius-Son, Hath made the Hollanders an inuiſible Eele, To ſwimme the Hauen at Dunkirke, and ſinke all The ſhipping there. But how is't done? I'll ſhew you Sit. It is an Automa, runnes vnderwater, With a ſnug noſe, and has a nimble taile Made like an auger, with which taile ſhe wrigles Betwixt the coaſts of a Ship, and ſinkes it ſtreight. Whence ha'you this newes. From a right hand I aſſure you, The Eele-boats here, that lye before Queen-Hyth, Came out of Holland. A moſt braue deuice, To murder their flat bottomes. I doe grant you: But what if Spinola haue a new Proiect: To bring an army ouer in corke-ſhooes, And land them, here, at Harwich? all his horſe Are ſhod with corke, and foureſcore pieces of ordinance, Mounted vpon cork-carriages, with bladders, In ſtead of wheeles to runne the paſſage ouer At a ſpring-tide. Is't true? As true as the reſt.