Early Modern Drama · Character Archetypes

AVOCATORI

in Volpone, or The Fox — Jonson, Ben

Metadata

PlayVolpone, or The Fox
AuthorJonson, Ben
Year (catalogued)1640
First performance1606
Decade1640s
GenreComedy
Play typeAdult Professional
CompanyKing's Men
Speech prefix(es)AVOC. 1. | AVO. 4. | AVO. 1. | AVO. 3. | AVO. 2. | AVOC. 2. | AVOC. | AVOC. 4. | AVOC. 3. | AVO. | AVO 1. | AOC. 3. | ATO. 3. | ATO. 1
Words1092
Characters5904
Typicality0.35 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP idA04632.6
BritDrama no.1493
ClusterCluster 14 — Law & judgment

Important excerpts

Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 14 (madestee, welse, enormity, bench, peopill, worshipful…). Matches are highlighted.

to thy wife, thou art to send her Home, to her father, with her dowry trebled: And these are all your judgements. Which may not be revoked. Now, you begin, When crimes are done, and passed, and to be punished, To think what your crimes are: away with them. Let all, that see these vices thus rewarded, Take heart, and love to study'hem.

Full speech

I not know to give His act a name, it is so monstrous! Why is not he here? These be strange turns! What proofs have you of this? You do forget your self. Take them to custody, and sever them. Let the old gentleman be returned, with care: I'am sorry, our credulity wronged him. The knot is now undone, by miracle! Give them their liberty. These possess wealth, as sick men possess fevers, Which, trulyer may be said to possess them. Can you plead ought to stay the course of justice? If you can, speak. You hurt your innocence, suing for the guilty. Stand forth; and, first, the parasite. You appear to have been the chiefest minister, if not plotter, In all these lewd impostures; and now, lastly, Have, with your impudence, abused the court, And habit of a gentleman of Venice , Being a fellow of no birth, or blood: For which, our sentence is, first thou be whipped; Then live perpetual prisoner in our galleys. Deliver him to the Saffi. Thou, VOLPONE, By blood, and rank a gentleman, canst not fallen Under Like censure; but our judgement on thee Is, that thy substance all be straight confiscate To the hospital, of the Incurabili: And, since the most was got by imposture, By feigning lame, gout, palsy, and such diseases, Thou art to lie in prison, cramped with irons, Till thou be'st sick, and lame indeed. Remove him. Thou VOLTORE, to take away the scandal Thou hast given all worthy men, of thy profession, Art banished from their fellowship, and our state. CORBACCIO, bring him near. We here possess Thy son, of all thy state; and confine thee To the monastery of San' Spirito : Where, since thou knewest not how to live well here, Thou shalt be learned to die well. And to expiate Thy wrongs done to thy wife, thou art to send her Home, to her father, with her dowry trebled: And these are all your judgements. Which may not be revoked. Now, you begin, When crimes are done, and passed, and to be punished, To think what your crimes are: away with them. Let all, that see these vices thus rewarded, Take heart, and love to study'hem. Mischiefs feed Like beasts, till they be fat, and then they bleed. The seasoning of a play is the applause. Now, though the FOX be punished by the laws, He, yet, does hope there is no suffering endue, For any fact, which he hath done against you; If there be, sensure him: here he, doubtful, stands. If not, fare jovially, and clap your hands. Fetch him. What is he? Is he sworn? Stand from about her. This woman, has too many moods. These things, They strike, with wonder! You have not, lady. These proofs are strong. We know it. These are no testimonies. These are two creatures! You' have done a worthy service to the state, sir, In their discovery. We have done ill, by a public officer, To send for him, if he be heir. Him, that they call the parasite. Go you, and learn his name; and say, the court Intreats his presence, here; but, to the clearing Of some few doubts. You might invent some other name, sir varlet. His coming will clear all. Why, he is dead? Here comes the gentleman make him way. It is a match, my daughter is bestowed. Away. Sir, are you married? Well, produce your proofs. But, for what cause? Who's this? No more. Remove him, hence. Give her the air. Produce that lady. We well think it. Let her overcome. What witnesses have you, To make good your report? Nay, then you do wax insolent. You shall hear, ere night, What punishment the court decrees upon them. Speak forward. Stay, Then, he was no deceiver? Stand you unto your first report? Is yours so too? This is confusion. But, that VOLPONE would have ravished her, he holds Utterly false; knowing his impotence. Show him that writing, do you know it, sir? Is he not guilty, then, Whom you, there, name the parasite? How! lives? And come about again! Demand The Advocate. Sir, did not you affirm, VOLPONE was alive? We will see him. Speak then. His grief hath made him frantic. What can you say? Sir, be silent, You had your hearing free, so must they theirs. I am turned a stone! Be resolute, madame. We do believe it. Lady. I have and earthquake in me! It's true; He is a man, of great estate, now left. Here comes our officer. Did not the notary meet him? You said, he was dead? You said so? A stool. Let him be whipped. Or can more prove These innocent. Bring him, how ever. Has he had and oath? This is strange! Look to the woman. I do begin to doubt the imposture here. Let her come. No, madame. Madame, we do. Their shame (even in their cradles) fled their faces. And, here he comes. Is VOLPONE dead? For whom? This same's a labyrinth! (Speak to the point.) Yet it is misty. What maze is this! This is subtler, yet! Still stranger! More intricate! Take him away. 'Twil come most strange to them, when we report it. More of the husband. I never herd a true voluptuary Described, but him. The young men fame was ever fair, and honest. Forbear. It's pity, two such prodigies should live. Nothing can be more clear. If this be held the high way to get riches, May I be poor. Disroabe that parasite. And all after times! Thou CORVINO, shalt Be straight embarked from thine own house, and rowed Round about Venice , through the grand canal , Wearing a cap, with fair, long asses ears, In stead of horns: and, so to mount (a paper Pined on thy breast) to the berlino — The gentlewoman has been ever held Of unreproved name. The more unnatural partly that of his father. But the impostor, he is a thing created T'exceed example! What are you? A proper man! and were VOLPONE dead, A fit match for my daughter. So, the young man. Appear yet those were cited? Speak free. Oh, sir. How? Give him way. This is not the gain, but torment. Then bring them forth to sentence. Where is that knave? fetch him. Sudden, and full of wonder! What say you? And taught to bear himself Towards a person of his rank. If he were. Possessed, as it appears, all this is nothing. What accident is this?

Plot summary

Plot — Volpone, or The Fox
The wealthy Welpone has no family to inherit his gold. Seeking to augment his riches, he pretends to be mortally ill, and receives visitors bringing gifts and false solicitude in the hope of being named his heir. His servant Mosea encourages one of them, SlG@IGGrbaccio} to make a will in Volpone’s favour in hope of reciprocation, temporarily disinheriting his own son Bonario. He also engages Volpone’s interest in @éliaj the wife of @Grvinid) another visitor. Eager to see her, Volpone poses as a mountebank selling potions; Celia watches from a window and expresses her interest by dropping her handkerchief before the jealous Corvino intervenes and locks her away. The sight of Celia has inflamed Volpone’s sexual desire, so Mosca makes the necessary arrangements. He tells Corvino that the mountebank’s medicine, bought by his rivals, has wrought an improvement in Volpone’s condition, and that physicians have prescribed a cure: Volpone must sleep beside a healthy, vigorous young woman. @6rviniG decides to proffer Gélid for the purpose, getting himself back into favour; even if the cure works, Volpone can always be murdered later once he has made his will. On the way back to Volpone’s house, Mosca meets BOnari6, tells him of Corbaccio’s plans to make a new will, and counters Bonario’s scepticism by offering to place him where he can watch it happen. He then returns in time to free Volpone from the unwelcome company of the loquacious Dady§WoOulasBe: on being told that her husband has been seen in a gondola with a courtesan, she rushes away, pausing only to borrow a dwarf. Moses conceals BOfariG in Volpone’s room, but Corbaccio is late. @6RViHG, however, arrives early with Celia and leaves her with Volpone, who proves less decrepit than he seemed. Bonario intervenes to prevent a rape, and leaves the house with Celia. This gives the tardy Corbaccio a good reason to disinherit him. Wolteré the lawyer, another would-be heir, arrives in time to witness the new will being made, but MG@sea persuades him that the plan is to augment his own wealth: BOnano will angrily kill his father, whose wealth will pass to Volpone and so on to Voltore, the true heir. When the case comes to court, Voltore alleges adultery between Bonario and Celia, justifying Corbaccio’s actions and presenting @OFVinG as a patient, forgiving husband. The court is convinced when Volpone is produced from his sick-bed, an unlikely rapist. Celia and Bonario are imprisoned pending sentence. Lady Would-Be…