Dear Lovely Xue

I found Ben Johnson's poem on fools. I find it interesting.


I hope your Duchess
Duchess Willow de Wisp

Ben Jonson’s verses translating Stultitia’s comments on foolery also 
constitute an excellent example of this pre-psychoanalytical 
preoccupation of fools with themselves:

 

Fooles, they are the onely nation

Worth mans enuy, or admiration;

Free from care, or sorrow-taking

Selues, and others merry making:

All the speake, or doe, is sterling.

Your Foole, he is you great mans dearling,

And you ladies sport, and pleasure;

Tongue, and bable are his treasure.

Eene his face begetteth laughter,

And he speakes truth, free from slaughter;

He’s the grace of euery feast,

And, sometimes, the chiefest guest;

Hath his trencher, and his stoole,

When wit waites vpon the foole.

    O, who would not bee

    Hee, hee, hee? (Kaiser 296)





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