Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T9: play, stage, poet, prologue, author, wit, plays, muse, scene, players.
For my part, I believe it: and there were no wiser than I, I would have ne'er a cunning Schoolmaster in England. I mean a Cunning-Man, a Schoolmaster; that is a Conjurer, or a Poet, or that had any acquaintance with a Poet. They make all their scholar's Playboys! Is't not a fine sight, to see all our children made Interluders? Do we pay our money for this? we sand them to learn their Grammar, and their Terence, and they learn their playbooks? well, they talk, we shall have no more Parliaments (God bless us) but an'wee have, I hope, Zeal-of-the-land Busy, and my Gossip, Rabbi Trouble-truth will start up, and see we shall have painful good Ministers to keep School, and Catechise our youth, and not teach 'em to speak Plays, and Act Fables of false news, in this manner, to the supervexation of Town and Country, with a wanion. COme, Gentlemen, let's breathe from healths a while. This Lickfinger has made us a good dinner, For our Pecunia: what shal's do with ourselves, While the women water? and the Fiddlers eat? Let's jeer a little. jeer? what's that? Expect, Sr. We first begin with ourselves, & than at you, A game we use. We jeer all kind of persons We meet withal, of any rank or quality, And if we cannot jeer them, we jeer ourselves. A pretty sweet society! and a grateful! Pray let's see some. Have at you, than Lawyer. They say, there was one of your coat in Bedlam, lately, I wonder all his Clients were not there. They were the madder sort. Except, Sir, one Like you, and he made verses. Madrigal, A jeer. I know. But what did you do, Lawyer? When you made love to Mistress Band, at dinner. Why? of an Advocate, he grew the Client. Well played, my Poet. And showed the Law of nature Was there above the Common-Law. Quit, quit, Call you this jeering? I can play at this, 'Tis like a Ball at Tennis. Very like, But we were not well in. 'Tis indeed, Sir. When we do speak at volley, all the ill We can one of another. As this morning, (I would you had heard us) of the Rogue your uncle. That Money-bawd. We called him a Coat-card O'the last order. What's that? a Knave? Some readings have it so, my manuscript Doth speak it, Varlet. And yourself a Fool O'the first rank, and one shall have the leading O'the right-hand file, under this brave Commander. What sayst thou, Canter? Sir, I say this is A very wholesome exercise, and comely. Like Lepers, showing one another their scabs. Or flies feeding on ulcers. What News Gentlemen? Ha' you any news for after dinner? me thinks We should not spend our time unprofitably.
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For my part, I beleeue it: and there were no wiſer then I, I would haue ne'er a cunning Schoole-Maſter in England. I meane a Cunning-Man, a Schoole-Maſter; that is a Coniurour, or a Poet, or that had any acquaintance with a Poet. They make all their ſchollers Play-boyes! Is't not a fine ſight, to ſee all our children made Enterluders? Doe wee pay our money for this? wee ſend them to learne their Grammar, and their Terence, and they learne their play-books? well, they talke, we ſhall haue no more Parliaments (God bleſſe vs) but an'wee haue, I hope, Zeale-of-the-land Buzy, and my Goſsip, Rabby Trouble-truth will ſtart vp, and ſee we ſhall haue painfull good Miniſters to keepe Schoole, and Catechiſe our youth, and not teach 'hem to ſpeake Playes, and Act Fables of falſe newes, in this manner, to the ſuper-exation of Towne and Countrey, with a wanion. Ome, Gentlemen, let's breath from healths a while. This Lickfinger has made vs a good dinner, For our Pecunia: what ſhal's doe with our ſelues, While the women water? and the Fidlers eat? Let's ieere a little. Ieere? what's that? Expect, Sr. We firſt begin with our ſelues, & then at you, A game we vſe. We ieere all kind of perſons We meete withall, of any rancke or quality, And if we cannot ieere them, we ieere our ſelues. A pretty ſweete ſociety! and a gratefull! 'Pray let's ſee ſome. Haue at you, then Lawyer. They ſay, there was one of your coate in Bet'lem, lately, I wonder all his Clients were not there. They were the madder ſort. Except, Sir, one Like you, and he made verſes. Madrigall, A ieere. I know. But what did you doe, Lawyer? When you made loue to Miſtreſſe Band, at dinner. Why? of an Aduocate, he grew the Clyent. Well play'd, my Poet. And ſhew'd the Law of nature Was there aboue the Common-Law. Quit, quit, Call you this ieering? I can play at this, 'Tis like a Ball at Tennis. Very like, But we were not well in. 'Tis indeed, Sir. When we doe ſpeake at volley, all the ill We can one of another. As this morning, (I would you had heard vs) of the Rogue your Vncle. That Mony-bawd. We call'd him a Coat-card O'the laſt order. What's that? a Knaue? Some readings haue it ſo, my manuſcript Doth ſpeake it, arlet. And your ſelfe a Foole O'the firſt ranke, and one ſhall haue the leading O'the right-hand file, vnder this braue Commander. What ſaiſt thou, Canter? Sir, I ſay this is A very wholeſome exerciſe, and comely. Like Lepers, ſhewing one another their ſcabs. Or flies feeding on vlcers. What Newes Gentlemen? Ha' you any newes for after dinner? me thinks We ſhould not ſpend our time vnprofitably.