Jonson, Ben · published 1631 · first performed or written 1616 [Oct-Nov (?)] (Annals) comedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T19 Virtue, Fortune and Vice as abstractions · 516 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T19: virtue, fortune, virtues, honour, fame, vice, envy, world, pride, great.
As the times are, who is it, will receive you? What company will you go to? or whom mix with? Where canst thou carry him? except to Taverns? To mount up ona joint-stool, with a jewes-trumpe, To put down Cokeley, and that must be to Citizens? He ne'er will be admitted, there, where Vennor comes. He may perchance, in tail of a Sheriff's dinner, Skip with a rhyme o'the Table, from New-nothing, And take his Almain-leap into a custard, Shall make my Lad Majoress, and her sisters, Laugh all their hoods over their shoulders. But, This is not that will do, they are other things That are received now upon earth, for Vices; Stranger, and newer: and changed every hour. They ride 'em like their horses of their legs, And here they come to Hell, whole legions of 'em, Every week tired. We, still strive to breed, And rear 'em up new ones; but they do not stand, When they come there: they turn 'em on our hands. And it is feared they have a stud.their own Will put down ours. Both our breed, and trade Will suddenly decay, if we prevent not. Unless it be a Vice of quality, Or fashion, now, they take none from us. Carmen Are got into the yellow starch, and Chimney-sweepers To their tobacco, and strong-waters, Hum, Meath, and Obarni. We must therefore aim At extraordinary subtle ones, now, When we do sand to keep us up in credit. Not old Iniquities. Get you e'en back, Sir, To making of your rope of sand again. You are not for the manners, nor the times: They have their Vices, there, most like to Virtues; You cannot know 'em, apart, by any difference: They wear the same clothes, eat the same meat, Sleep i' the selfsame beds, ride i' those coaches. Or very like, four horses in a coach, As the best men and women. Tissue gowns, Garters and roses, fourscore pound a pair, Embroidered stockings, cutwork smocks, and shirts, Moore certain marks of lechery, now, and pride, Than ere they were of true nobility! But Pug, since you do burn with such desire To do the Commonwealth of Hell some service; I am content, assuming of a body, You go to earth, and visit men, a day. But you must take a body ready made, Pug, I can created you none: nor shall you form Yourself an airy one, but become subject To all impression of the flesh, you take, So far as human frailty. So, this morning, There is a handsome Cutpurse hanged at Tyburn, Whose spirit departed, you may enter his body: For clothes employ your credit, with the Hangman, Or let our tribe of Brokers furnish you. And, look, how far your subtlety can work Thorough those organs, with that body, spy Amongst mankind, (you cannot there want vices, And therefore the less need to carry 'em wi'you) But as you make your soon at night's relation, And we shall found, it merits from the State, You shall have both trust from us, and employment. Most gracious Chief!
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As the times are, who is it, will receiue you? What company will you goe to? or whom mix with? Where canſt thou carry him? except to Tauernes? To mount vp ona joynt-ſtoole, with a Iewes-trumpe, To put downe Cokeley, and that muſt be to Citizens? He ne're will be admitted, there, where Vennor comes. Hee may perchance, in taile of a Sheriffes dinner, Skip with a rime o'the Table, from New-nothing, And take his Almaine-leape into a cuſtard, Shall make my Lad Maioreſſe, and her ſiſters, Laugh all their hoods ouer their ſhoulders. But, This is not that will doe, they are other things That are receiu'd now vpon earth, for Vices; Stranger, and newer: and chang'd euery houre. They ride 'hem like their horſes off their legges, And here they come to Hell, whole legions of 'hem, Euery weeke tyr'd. Wee, ſtill ſtriue to breed, And reare 'hem vp new ones; but they doe not ſtand, When they come there: they turne 'hem on our hands. And it is fear'd they haue a ſtud o'their owne Will put downe ours. Both our breed, and trade VVill ſuddenly decay, if we preuent not. Vnleſſe it be a Vice of quality, Or faſhion, now, they take none from vs. Car-men Are got into the yellow ſtarch, and Chimney-ſweepers To their tabacco, and ſtrong-waters, Hum, Meath, and Obarni. VVe muſt therefore ayme At extraordinary ſubtill ones, now, VVhen we doe ſend to keepe vs vp in credit. Not old Iniquities. Get you e'ne backe, Sir, To making of your rope of ſand againe. You are not for the manners, nor the times: They haue their Vices, there, moſt like to Vertues; You cannnot know 'hem, apart, by any difference: They weare the ſame clothes, eate the ſame meate, Sleepe i' the ſelfe-ſame beds, ride i' thoſe coaches. Or very like, foure horſes in a coach, As the beſt men and women. Tiſſue gownes, Garters and roſes, foureſcore pound a paire, Embroydred ſtockings, cut-worke ſmocks, and ſhirts, More certaine marks of lechery, now, and pride, Then ere they were of true nobility! But Pug, ſince you doe burne with ſuch deſire To doe the Common-wealth of Hell ſome ſeruice; I am content, aſſuming of a body, You goe to earth, and viſit men, a day. But you muſt take a body ready made, Pug, I can create you none: nor ſhall you forme Your ſelfe an aery one, but become ſubiect To all impreſſion of the fleſh, you take, So farre as humane frailty. So, this morning, There is a handſome Cutpurſe hang'd at Tiborne, Whoſe ſpirit departed, you may enter his body: For clothes imploy your credit, with the Hangman, Or let our tribe of Brokers furniſh you. And, looke, how farre your ſubtilty can worke Thorow thoſe organs, with that body, ſpye Amongſt mankind, (you cannot there want vices, And therefore the leſſe need to carry 'hem wi'you) But as you make your ſoone at nights relation, And we ſhall find, it merits from the State, You ſhall haue both truſt from vs, and imployment. Moſt gracious Chiefe!