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Monologues for Men

SCHOOL.

Fie, fie,

What tediosity and disensanity

Is here among ye! Have my rudiments

Been labor’d so long with ye, milk’d unto ye,

And by a figure, even the very plum-broth

And marrow of my understanding laid upon ye,

And do you still cry, “Where?” and “How?” and “Wherefore?”

You most coarse frieze capacities, ye jane judgments,

Have I said, “Thus let be,” and “There let be,”

And “Then let be,” and no man understand me?

Proh Deum, medius fidius, ye are all dunces!

For why, here stand I; here the Duke comes; there are you,

Close in the thicket. The Duke appears, I meet him

And unto him I utter learned things,

And many figures; he hears, and nods, and hums,

And then cries, “Rare!” and I go forward. At length

I fling my cap up; mark there! Then do you,

As once did Meleager and the boar,

Break comely out before him; like true lovers,

Cast yourselves in a body decently,

And sweetly, by a figure, trace and turn, boys.

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