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Being born not for our selves but for our Friends, Our country and our glory, it is fit We do express the majesty of our souls In deeds of bounty and magnificence. First therefore for the fame of my Republic. I'll imitate a brave Egyptian King, And plant such store of onions, and of garlic, As shall maintain so many thousand workmen, To the building of a Pyamid at Saint Albons, Upon whose top I'll set a hand of brass, With a scroll in't to show the way to London, For the benefit of Travellers. And because there is such swarms of heresies rising: I'll have and Artist frame two wondrous weathercocks Of Gold, to set on Paul's, and Grantam Steeple, To show to all the Kingdom what fashion next The Wind of Humour hither means to blow. Next, I intend to found and Hospital For the decayed Professors of the Suburbs, With a College of Physicians too at Chelsy Only to study the cure of the French Pox; That so the sinners may acknowledge me Their only benefactor, and repent. Oh I have thought on't, I will straight way built A free school here in London, a free school Forth'education of young Gentlemen To study how to drink, and take Tobacco, To swear, to roar, to dice, to drab, to quarrel: 'Twill be the great Gymnasium of the Realm, The Phrontisterium of great Britayny. And for their better study I will furnish them With a large Library of Drapers books. I have a rare device to set Dutch windmills Upon Newmarket Heath, and Salisbury Plain, To drain the Fens. But who knows but they may be? But the great work in which I mean to glory, Is in the raising a Cathedral Church: It shall be at Hogs-norton, with a pair Of stately Organs; more then pity 'twere The Pigs should lose their skill for want of practice! But I'll have one In which I'll lie embalmed with Mirth and Cassia, And richer unguents then the Egyptian Kings. And all that this my precious Tomb may furnish The Land with Mummy. Colax true.
Plot summary
Plot — The Muses' Looking Glass
Bird and Mistress Flowerdew, Puritan residents of Blackfriars, bring their wares to the theatre, but are appalled when Roscius tells them they have been ordered for use as props in a filthy stage play. Roscius argues that they themselves make a living from the vice of vanity, and invites them to see the play before they condemn it; he will give them a running commentary on its moral import. Despite Roscius’ high claims, Comedy and Tragedy seem initially more concerned about the order of their precedence; they agree to spend a year in competition, staging examples of their respective genres, and whichever is adjudged the better will thereafter have the theatre to herself. The play is a series of episodes showing specific virtues to be the mean: an excess or a deficiency constitutes a vice. A lack of courtesy makes Dyscolus churlishly ready to pick quarrels, whereas too much of it makes Colax sycophantic, to such an extent that he hangs around for the rest of the play flattering all the other vices. Aphobus is over-confident and Deilus cowardly, afraid of his own shadow: they have respectively too much fortitude and too little. Temperance is the next example, illustrated by Acolastus the epicure and Anaisthetus the ascetic, followed by liberality, missing in Aneleutherus the miser and carried to excess in Asotus the prodigal. The over-ostentatious Banausus, full of extravagant schemes for public works, overdoes magnificence, whereas Microprepes balks at replacing a church steeple. (The Puritans in the audience 1630 approve.) Chaunus overvalues himself, and seeks inappropriate high offices, whereas Micropsychus thinks himself unsuited to even the meanest position. Meekness is quite absent from quarrelsome Orgylus, who persistently tries to provoke patient Aorgus to a fight, without success. The arrogant Alazon and the modest Eiron deviate from truth: one falsely claims personal qualities he lacks, the other denies those he does have. Philotimia is unduly fastidious about her appearance, whereas her slovenly husband Luparus would rather clothes had never been invented. The impudent bawd Anaiskyntia brings Kataplectus to visit Philotimia, but he is too bashful to speak to her in English. Philotimia appoints him her gentleman usher, and they go off together; it looks as if Luparus is going to be cuckolded, but he doesn’t care. The extremes of justice are next: Nimis is worldly and prone to accept bribes, adjudicating between litigants according to which can…