Marmion, Shackerley · published 1632 · first performed or written 1631 [Dec] (Annals) comedy · Prince Charles's Men (second) · Salisbury Court unassigned nearest T35 Fools, wit and railing · 482 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T35: fool, wit, aristippus, achilles, wise, fools, patroclus, thersites, master, men.
Their pisspot carrier. Their winged Mercury, to be employed On messages, and for my company, They swear it is the Element they move in. You are happy, Signior Trimalchio. I thank my Fates, they have not altogether Envied me the fruition of such gifts Are worth the taking notice of, besides Some special helps of our own industry. I lately studied the economics. What's that? The ordering of my Family. I have reduced it to a certain method. As how? I'll tell you, since, my father's death, First thing I did, I cashiered his old servants; And to avoid confusion, and expense, I left the Country, to revel it here. I'th' view of th' world, and in the sight of beauties, And have confined myself unto some certain Appendices, some necessary implements. My single Page, my Coach, my Groom, my Footboy, And my two pensionary Whores. And these Are all your inventory. Stay, who comes there? O 'tis Autolicus. My Noble friend and brother of the Sword; His stomach, and his Blade are of one temper, Of equal edge, and will eat flesh alike. He walks there melancholy; to show that worth Can pass unregarded, be proud to know him, He is the shrewdest pated fellow breathing, The only engineer in Christendom, Will blow you up a Carrack like a squib, And row under water. th' Emperor, And Spinola, by secret intelligence, Have laid out for him any time this ten years, And twice he has escaped them by a trick. He is beyond Doedalus, or Archimedes, But lives concealed like a Seminary, For fear the State should take notice of him. Machiavel for policy, was a Dunce to him, And had he lived in Mahomet's days, h' had been His only Counsellor for the Alcaron: He is newly come from Holland. My body Is all of an itch, to be acquainted with him, Pray speak to him for me. Nay more, he is able To make you a perfect Statesman in a month, Able to be employed beyond the Line. You will for ever thrall me to your service. Hark you, Autolicus, here's a Gentleman, Who though he be the Phoebus of the Court, So absolute in himself, that the desires Of all men tend towards him, and has power Enough, to wander in the Zodiac Of his own worth, yet craves your acquaintance. I take, Signior Trimalchio. Do you know me then? By an instinct, Sir, men of quality Cannot lie hid. Indeed, my father's name Was Malchio, for my three additions, Of Valour, Wit, and Honour, 'tis enlarged To Mr. Trimalchio; this is wonderful. Alas, 'tis nothing, Sir, if you knew all. No Ambuscado of the enemy, No treachery, or plot, but he foresees it. He was the first brought o'er the mystery Of building Sconces here in England, a Trade That many live upon. A good commonwealth's man.
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Their Piſſe-pot carrier. Their winged Mercury, to be employd On meſſages, and for my company, They ſweare it is the Element they move in. You are happy, Siguier Trimalchio. I thanke my Fates, they haue not altogether Envyed me the fruition of ſuch gifts Are worth the taking notice of, beſides Some ſpeciall helpes of our owne induſtry. I lately ſtudied the Economicks. What's that? The ordering of my Familie. I haue reduc'd it to a certaine method. As how? I'll tell you, ſince, my fatehrs death, Firſt thing I did, I caſheir'd his old ſeruants; And to avoid confuſion, and expence, I left the Countrie, to reuell it here. I'th view of th' world, and in the ſight of beauties, And haue confin'd my ſelfe unto ſome certaine Appendices, ſome neceſſary implements. My ſingle Page, my Coach, my Groome, my Foot-boy, And my two pentionarie Whores. And theſe Are all your inventorie. Stay, who comes there? O 'tis Autolicus. My Noble friend and brother of the Sword; His ſtomacke, and his Blade are of one temper, Of equall edge, and will eat fleſh alike. He walkes there melancholy; to ſhew that worth Can paſſe unregarded, be proud to know him, He is the ſhrewdeſt pated fellow breathing, The onely Engineere in Chriſtendome, Will blow you up a Caracke like a ſquib, And row under water. th' Emperour, And Spinola, by ſecret intelligence, Haue laid out for him any time this ten yeares, And twice he has eſcap'd them by a tricke. He is beyond Doedalus, or Archimdes, But liues conceal'd like a Seminary, For feare the State ſhould take notice of him. Machavill for policie, was a Dunce to him, And had he liv'd in Mahomets daies, h' had beene His onely Counſellor for the Alcaro: He is newly come from Holland. My bodie Is all of an itch, to be acquainted with him, Pray ſpeake to him for me. Nay more, he is able To make you a perfect States-man in a moneth, Able to be imployed beyond the Line. You will for euer thrall me to your ſervice. Harke you, Autolicus, here's a Centleman, Who though he be the Phoebus of the Court, So abſolute in himſelfe, that the deſires Of all men tend towards him, and has power Enough, to wander in the Zodiacke Of his owne worth, yet craves your acquaintance. I take, Sguiour Trimalchio. Doe you know me then? By an inſtinct, Sir, men of quality Cannot lye hid. Indeed, my fathers name Was Malchio, for my three additions, Of Valour, Wit, and Honour, 'tis enlarg'd To Mr. Trimalchio; this is wonderfull. Alas, 'tis nothing, Sir, if you knew all. No Ambuſcado of the enemy, No treachery, or plot, but he foreſees it. He was the firſt brought ore the myſterie Of building Sconces here in England, a Trade That many live upon. A good Common-wealths man.