Monologue

Knock Monologue from Bartholomew Fair

From Bartholomew Fair by Ben Jonson

male · comedic · 59 sec

Thou art such another mad, merry Urse, still! troth I do make conscience of vexing thee, now in the dog-days, this hot weather, for fear of foundering thee in the body, and melting down a pillar of the Fair. Pray thee take thy chair again, and keep state; and let's have a fresh bottle of ale, and a pipe of tobacco; and no vapours. I'll have this belly o' thine taken up, and thy grass scoured, wench.-- (Enter EDGWORTH.) Look, here's Ezekiel Edgworth; a fine boy of his inches, as any is in the Fair! has still money in his purse, and will pay all, with a kind heart, and good vapours.

About this piece

The character Knock engages in a lighthearted conversation, expressing concern for his friend while inviting him to relax and enjoy the festivities of the Fair.

30s · joy · madness · identity · celebration · community

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