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A TALE OF A TUB.
And that in Smithveld. Charty! I ne'er read o' hun,
In the old Fabian's chronicles; nor I think
In any new: he may be a giant there,
For aught I know.
In the old Fabian's chronicles; nor I think
In any new: he may be a giant there,
For aught I know.
Scri. You should do well to study
Records, fellow Ball, both law and poetry.
Records, fellow Ball, both law and poetry.
Pup. Why, all's but writing and reading, is it Scriben?
An it be any more, it is mere cheating zure,
Vlat cheating; all your law and poets too.
An it be any more, it is mere cheating zure,
Vlat cheating; all your law and poets too.
Pan. Master high constable comes.
Enter Turfe.
Pup. I'll zay't afore 'hun.
Turfe. What's that makes you all so merry and loud, sirs, ha?
I could have heard you to my privy walk.
I could have heard you to my privy walk.
Clench. A contrevarsie 'twixt two learned men here:
Hannibal Puppy says that law and poetry
Are both flat cheating; all's but writing and reading,
He says, be't verse or prose.
Hannibal Puppy says that law and poetry
Are both flat cheating; all's but writing and reading,
He says, be't verse or prose.
Turfe. 1 think in conzience,
He do zay true: who is't do thwart 'un, ha?
He do zay true: who is't do thwart 'un, ha?
Med. Why, my friend Scriben, an it please your worship.
Turfe. Who, D'oge, my D'ogenes? a great writer, marry!
He'll vace me down, [sirs.] me myself sometimes,
That verse goes upon veet, as ou and I do:
But I can gi' un the hearing; zit me down,
And laugh at 'un; and to myself conclude,
He'll vace me down, [sirs.] me myself sometimes,
That verse goes upon veet, as ou and I do:
But I can gi' un the hearing; zit me down,
And laugh at 'un; and to myself conclude,
stores the passage to sense, and is not far perhaps from that of the author.
