The Dramatic Works of Ben Jonson, and Beaumont and Fletcher Volume 1 (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1811 Excerpt: ...So Cow ley, in his sketch of a philosophic college, in the number of its members, reckons two/aigj, orehemical servants; and afterwards, assigning their salaries, To each of the lungs tweh e pound. 4 And to Lothbury, For all the copper.' Lothbury, the name of a street in London, at that time inhabited chiefly by founders and brasiers. Cures all diseases, coming of all causes; A month's grief in a day; a year's in twelve: And, of what age soever, in a month. Past all the doses of your drugging doctors. I'll undertake, withal, to fright the plague Out o' the kingdom, in three months Sur. And I'll then. Be bound, trie players shall singyour praises, Without their poets. Mam Sir, 111 do't. Meantime, I'll give away so much unto my man, Shall serve th' whole c, with preservative, Weekly; each house ihs dose, and at the rate--Sur. As he that built the water-work, does with water4? Mam. Yon are incredulous. Sur. Faith, I have a humour, I would not willingly be gull'd. Your stone Cannot transmute me. Mam. Pertinax, Surly, Will You believe antiquity? records? I'll shew you a ook, where Moses and his sister, And Solomon nave written of the art; I, and a treatise penn'.d by Adam '. Sur. How Mam. G' the philosopher's stone, and in high Dutch. Sur. Did Adam write, sir, in high Dutch? fifam. He did: Which proves it was the primitive tongue." Sur. What paper? Main. On cedar board.' Sur. O that, indeed (they say) Will last 'gainst worms. Mam. '1'is like your Irish wood, 'Gainst cob-webs. I have a piece of Jason't fleece, too, Which was no other than a book of alchemy, Writ in large sheep-skin, a good fat ram vellum '. Such wag Pythagoras' thigh, Pandora's tub; And, all tnat iaule of Medea's charms. The manner of. our work: the bulls, our furnace, dragon: Still breathi...