COLUMN: |
They can't hurt me, more than making me constable
or taking away the parish business. Hah! "My crop of corn is but
a field of weeds." Says Jerome: "Happiness is not for us poor crawling
reptiles of the earth." Talk of Happiness and happiness! It's no
such thing. [looks at GIMBLET] Every person has something.
Hear then the pride & knowledge of a Sailor,
His spirit sail, fore sail, main sail, & his mizen.
A poor frail man! God wot, I know none frailer.
I know no greater sinner than John Taylor.
If I had only myself to care for I'd soon make Double Elephant look
foolish and Filligree work. [loudly] I hope I shall live to see
"The wreck of matter and the crush of worlds," as Young says. |
OBTUSE ANGLE: |
[enters] What's new, Column? |
COLUMN: |
I am reading Theron and Aspasio. |
COLUMN: |
O no, it was the MEDITATIONS! |
OBTUSE ANGLE: |
[begins to read]
[SCOPPRELL and Ms. GITTIPIN enter arm-
in-arm, slowly proceeding to center table, where SCOPPRELL seats
GITTIPIN] |
SCOPPRELL: |
[picks up book] An Easy of Huming Understanding, by John Lookye
Gent. |