Joe Miller's Jests, or The Wits Vade-Mecum — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
Joe Miller's Jests, or The Wits Vade-Mecum
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45. My Lord _Craven_, in King _James_ the First's Reign, was very
desirous to see _Ben Johnson_, which being told to _Ben_, he went to my
Lord's House, but being in a very tatter'd Condition, as Poets
sometimes are, the Porter refus'd him Admittance, with some saucy
Language, which the other did not fail to return: My Lord happening to
come out while they were wrangling, asked the Occasion of it: _Ben_,
who stood in need of no-body to speak for him, said, he understood his
Lordship desired to see him; you, Friend, said my Lord, who are you?
_Ben Johnson_, reply'd the other: No, no, quoth my Lord, you cannot be
_Ben Johnson_ who wrote the _Silent Woman_, you look as if you could
not say Bo to a Goose: _Bo_, cry'd _Ben_, very well, said my Lord, who
was better pleas'd at the Joke, than offended at the Affront, I am now
convinced, by your Wit, you are _Ben Johnson_.
46. A certain Fop was boasting in Company that he had every _Sense_
in Perfection; no, by G--d, said one, who was by, there is one you are
entirely without, and that is _Common Sense_.
47. An _Irish_ Lawyer of the _Temple_, having occasion to go to Dinner,
left these Directions written, and put in the Key-Hole of his Chamber-Door,
_I am gone to the_ Elephant _and_ Castle, _where you shall find me_;
and if _you can't read this Note, carry it down to the Stationer's, and
he will read it for you_.
48. Old _Dennis_ who had been the author of many Plays, going by a
_Brandy-Shop_, in St. _Paul's Church-Yard_; the Man who kept it, came
out to him, and desired him to drink a Dram, for what Reason said he,
because you are a _Dramatick_ Poet, answered the other; well, Sir, said
the old Gentleman, you are an out-of-the-way Fellow, and I will drink a
Dram with you; but when he had so done, he asked him to pay for it,
S'death, Sir, said the Bard, did you not ask me to drink a Dram because
I was a _Dramatick_ Poet; yes Sir, reply'd the Fellow, but I did not
think you had been a _Dram o'Tick_ Poet.
49. _Daniel Purcel_, the famous Punster, and a Friend of his, having a
Desire to drink a Glass of Wine together, upon the 30th of _January_,
they went to the _Salutation Tavern_ upon _Holbourn-Hill_, and finding
the Door shut, they knock'd at it, but it was not opened to 'em, only
one of the Drawers look'd through a little Wicket, and asked what they
would please to have, why open your Door, said _Daniel_, and draw us a
Pint of Wine, the Drawer said, his Master would not allow of it that
Day, it was a _Fast_; D--mn your Master, cry'd he, for a precise
Coxcomb, is he not contented to _fast_ himself but he must make his
Doors _fast_ too.
50. The same Gentleman calling for some Pipes in a Tavern, complained
they were too _short_; the Drawer said they had no other, and those
were but _just come in_: Ay, said _Daniel_, I see you have not bought
them _very long_.