Marmion, Shackerley · published 1632 · first performed or written 1631 [Dec] (Annals) comedy · Prince Charles's Men (second) · Salisbury Court T9 Theatre talk: prologues, poets and playe typicality 0.70 · 482 words
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I think that dull Prometheus was asleep When he did form him, had he but so much As the least spark of salt that is in me, He would see me righted. He is very obtuse, And so are many of your elder brothers. I carried all the wit from mine, when I Was young, I'd have look: a Captain in the face, Answered him in the Dialogue, and have stood On tiptoe to have kissed him: But for your brother, Do not despair good Madam, what although His breeding be a little course, he may be A Lord in's time, now he has means enough? I sent for him up hither to that purpose: But yet I am ashamed to have him seen, Or show him publicly. You have provided A Tutor to instruct him, a rare man, One that has poisoned me with eloquence, I fear he will make my belly swell with it. Go call the Novice hither, and his Tutor. And now I think on't. Mr. Trimalchio Shall take him straight to court with him, to learn And imitate his fashions, suck from him The Quintessence of education. He is the only man I know, and for His face, it is the abstract of all beauty. Nor does his voice sound mortal, I could dwell For ever on his lip, his very speech Would season a tragedy; nay more, there is A natural grace in all his actions. WHat are you come, 'tis well, advance yet forward We ever told you what a hateful vice This bashfulness was counted. You forget The Theorems we told you. Lord how often Shall we enforce these documents upon you? May not a man buy a brazen face, think you, Among all this Company? By no means Your Tradesmen will not part with them, there are Many i'th' City have such furniture, But they do keep them for their own wearing. Stand by a while, let me salute these Ladies. Haile to these twins of honour, and of beauty. Sir, you transgress in your opinion, If you consider both, alas my beauty Is much exhausted. Lady, you are deceived, For you are amiable, or else I have In vain, so often exercised my judgement In the distinction of faces. I shall Be proud to be so seated in your favour. But tell me, Signeour Miscellanio, What think you of your pupil? Troth I found him As rude as any Chaos, so confused I knew not which way to distinguish him. He seemed to me, not to participate Of any Gentle Nature, never I think, To fashion out a Mercury with such A crooked piece of timber, was attempted By a true traveller: but I hope in time To rectify him, for Labour vincit omnia. Does he come on well, is there any hope He will receive his true die, his right tincture?
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I thinke that dull Prometheus was aſleepe When he did forme him, had he but ſo much As the leaſt ſparke of ſalt that is in me, He would ſee me righted. He is very obtuſe, And ſo are many of your elder brothers. I carried all the wit from mine, when I Was young, I'de haue look: a Captaine in the face, Anſwerd him in the Dialogue, and haue ſtood On tip-toe to haue kiſt him: But for your brother, Doe not deſpaire good Madam, what although His breeding be a little courſe, he may be A Lord in's time, now he has meanes enough? I ſent for him up hither to that purpoſe: But yet I am aſham'd to have him ſeene, Or ſhew him publikely. You haue prouided A Tutor to inſtuct him, a rare man, One that has poyſon'd me with eloquence, I feare he will make my belly ſwell with it. Goe call the Novice hither, and his Tutor. And now I thinke on't. Mr. Trimalchio Shall take him ſtrait to court with him, to learne And imitate his faſhions, ſucke from him The Quinteſſence of education. He is the onely man I know, and for His face, it is the abſtract of all beauty. Nor does his voyce ſound mortall, I could dwell For euer on his lip, his very ſpeech Would ſeaſon a tragedy; nay more, there is A naturall grace in all his actions. VVHat are you come, tis wel, advance yet forward We ever told you what a hatefull vice This baſhfulneſſe was counted. You forget The Theoremes we told you. Lord how often Shall we inforce theſe documents upon you? May not a man buy a brazen face, think you, Among all this Company? By no meanes Your Trades-men will not part with them, there are Many i'th City haue ſuch furniture, But they doe keepe them for their owne wearing. Stand by a while, let me ſalute theſe Ladies. Haile to theſe twins of honour, and of beauty. Sir, you tranſgreſſe in your opinion, If you conſider both, alas my beauty Is much exhauſted. Lady, you are deceiued, For you are amiable, or elſe I haue In vaine, ſo often exerciſed my iudgement In the diſtinction of faces. I ſhall Be proud to be ſo ſeated in your favour. But tell me, Signeour Miſcellanio, What thinke you of your pupill? Troth I found him As rude as any Chaos, ſo confus'd I knew not which way to diſtinguiſh him. He ſeem'd to me, not to participate Of any Gentle Nature, never I thinke, To faſhion out a Mercury with ſuch A crooked peece of timber, was attempted By a true traveller: but I hope in time To rectifie him, for Labor vincit omnia. Does he come on well, is there any hope He will receive his true dye, his right tincture?