Monologue

Cokes Monologue from Bartholomew Fair

From Bartholomew Fair by Ben Jonson

male · comedic · 1:51 min

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Would I might lose my doublet, and hose, too, as I am an honest man, and never stir, if I think there be any thing but thieving and cozening in this whole Fair. Bartholomew Fair, quoth he! an ever any Bartholomew had that luck in't that I have had, I'll be martyr'd for him, and in Smithfield too. I have paid for my pears, a rot on 'em! I'll keep them no longer; (throws away his pears.) you were choke-pears to me: I had been better have gone to mum-chance for you, I wuss. Methinks the Fair should not have used me thus, an 'twere but for my name's-sake; I would not have used a dog o' the name so. O, Numps will triumph now!-- (Enter TROUBLEALL.) Friend, do you know who I am, or where I lie? I do not myself, I'll be sworn. Do but carry me home, and I'll please thee; I have money enough there. I have lost myself, and my cloke, and my hat, and my fine sword, and my sister, and Numps, and mistress Grace, a gentlewoman that I should have married, and a cut-work handkerchief she gave me, and two purses, to-day; and my bargain of hobby-horses and gingerbread, which grieves me worst of all.

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Cokes finds himself lost and bewildered in Bartholomew Fair, lamenting the loss of his possessions and the chaos surrounding him, expressing both frustration and a sense of absurdity.

20s · confusion · identity · loss · disillusionment

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