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YOUR name shall live indeed sir; your say true: but how infamously, how scorned and contem Ned in the eyes and ears of the best and gravest Romans, that you think not on: you never so much as dream of that. Are these the fruits of all my Travail & Expenses? is this the Scope and Aim of thy studies? are these the hopeful courses, wherewith I have so long flattered my expectation from thee? Verses? Poe try? Ovid, whom I thought to see the Pleader, become Ovid the Playmaker? Yes Sir. I hear of a Tragedy of yours coming forth for the continued ̄ mon Players there, called Medea. By my house hold gods, if I come to the acting of it, I'll add one tragic part, more then is yet expected, to it: believe me when I promise it. What? shall I have my son a Stager now? and Enghle for Players? a Gull? a Rook? a Shot-clog? to make suppers, and be laughed at? Publius, I will set thee on the funeral pile first. Sirrah, go get my horses ready. You'll still be pra ting. He says well. Nay I know this nettles you now: but answer me; Is't not true? Is't not true? You'll tell me his name shall live, & that now (being dead) his works have eater nised him, and made him divine: but could this divinity feed him while he lived, could his name feast him? Well, the day grows old, gentlemen, and I must leave you. Publius, if thou wilt hold my favour, aba ̄ done these idle fruitless studies that so traduce thee. Send Janus home his back face again, and look only forward to the Law: Intend that. I will allow thee, what shall suit thee in the rank of Gen tlemen, and maintain thy society with the best: & under these conditions, I leave thee. My blessings light upon thee, if thou respect them: if not, mine eyes may drop for thee, but thine own heart will ache for it self; and so farewell. What, are my horses come? Sir you shall make me beholding to you. Now Captain Tucca, what say you? You were best tell it Captain. Farewell good Captain. 'Tis a strange boldness, that accompanies this fell low: Come. No: keep your chamber, and fallen to your studies; do so: the Gods of Room bless thee. Me thinks if nothing else, yet this alone; the very reading of the public Edicts should fright thee from Come merce with them; and give thee distaste enough of their acti ons. But this betrays what a Student you are: this argues your proficiency in the Law. You have sir, a Poem? and where is't? that's the Law you study. Cornelius Gallus? Ther's another gallant, too, hath drunk of the same poison: and Tibullus and Propertius. But these are Gentlemen of means, and Revenues now. Thou art a younger brother, and hast nothing, but thy bore exhibition: which I protest shall be bore indeed, if thou forsake not these unprofitable by-courses, and that timely too. Name me a pro fist Poet, that his Poetry did ever afford him so much as a come petencie. I, your God of Poets there (whom all of you admire and reverence so much) Homer, he whose wormeaten Statue must not be spewed against, but with hallowed lips and grove ling adoration, what was he? what was he? That's well. Asinius Lupus, a word. Captain, I shall take my leave of you?
Plot summary
Plot — Poetaster, or The Arraignment
Ovid’s father wants him to be a lawyer, but he prefers poetry. He attends an assignation of poets and their loves at Albius’ house. Crispinus, wishing to cuckold the jeweller, observes how taken his wife Chloé is with poets, and determines to become a poet himself. He forces his company on Horace, who escapes when an apothecary tries to arrest Crispinus for debt. Tucca intervenes to save him, and arranges for him to contribute to the controversial play satirizing poets which the players, anxious to attract audiences after a poor winter’s playing season, have hired Demetrius to write. Julia hosts a drunken banquet at court for the poets and ladies, who all dress as gods and goddesses, hiring appropriate props from the players, including a crown and sceptre. Lupus hears about this and, mistakenly believing that treason is plotted, brings the Emperor to interrupt the banquet. Appalled at the poets’ impiety and abuse of their talents, and at his daughter’s wantonness, Augustus banishes Ovid and imprisons Julia. A poetry reading by Virgil is interrupted by Lupus, who thinks he has detected more treason, and is exposed as a fool. Crispinus and Demetrius are tried for defamation of Horace and found guilty. Horace gives Crispinus a purge, and he vomits his obscure vocabulary. 1601 B-Text After the play has finished, two critics visit the author in his study and debate the play’s origins and the controversy over its personal satire; the author proposes that his next play will be a tragedy.