Cynthia's Revels by Ben Jonson
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cooked, they should not wantonly give out, how soon they had drest
it; nor how many coaches came to carry away the broken meat, besides hobby-horses and foot-cloth nags. 2 CHILD. So, sir, this is all the reformation you seek? 3 CHILD. It is; do not you think it necessary to be practised, my little wag? 2 CHILD. Yes, where any such ill-habited custom is received. 3 CHILD. O (I had almost forgot it too), they say, the umbrae, or ghosts of some three or four plays departed a dozen years since, have been seen walking on your stage here; take heed boy, if your house be haunted with such hobgoblins, 'twill fright away all your spectators quickly. 2 CHILD. Good, sir; but what will you say now, if a poet, untouch'd with any breath of this disease, find the tokens upon you, that are of the auditory? As some one civet-wit among you, that knows no other learning, than the price of satin and velvets: nor other perfection than the wearing of a neat suit; and yet will censure as desperately as the most profess'd critic in the house, presuming his clothes should bear him out in it. Another, whom it hath pleased nature to furnish with more beard than brain, prunes his mustaccio; lisps, and, with some score of affected oaths, swears down all that sit about him; "That the old Hieronimo, as it was first acted, was the only best, and judiciously penn'd play of Europe". A third great-bellied juggler talks of twenty years since, and when Monsieur was here, and would enforce all wits to be |
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