“Thou hast done, or assisted to, nothing, in my judgement, but what deserves to be pardoned for the wit o’the offence.”
Every Man in His Humour, Ben Jonson
An early seventeenth-century city play about a guy called Brainworm who goes round making fun of the pretenders and fools of his age. Probably screamingly funny onstage, but I have to admit I don’t actually remember all the details: it’s a little dry, and the seventeenth-century prose can be obscure.
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