A MERE EMPTY WIT

Is like one that spends on the stock without any revenues coming in, and

will shortly be no wit at all; for learning is the fuel to the fire of

wit, which, if it wants this feeding, eats out itself. A good conceit or

two bates of such a man, and makes a sensible weakening in him; and his

brain recovers it not a year after. The rest of him are bubbles and

flashes, darted out on a sudden, which, if you take them while they are

warm, may be laughed at; if they are cool, are nothing. He speaks best

on the present apprehension, for meditation stupefies him, and the more

he is in travail, the less he brings forth. His things come off then, as

in a nauseateing stomach, where there is nothing to cast up, strains and

convulsions, and some astonishing bombast, which men only, till they

understand, are scared with. A verse or some such work he may sometimes

get up to, but seldom above the stature of an epigram, and that with

some relief out of Martial, which is the ordinary companion of his

pocket, and he reads him as he were inspired. Such men are commonly the

trifling things of the world, good to make merry the company, and whom

only men have to do withal when they have nothing to do, and none are

less their friends than who are most their company. Here they vent

themselves over a cup somewhat more lastingly; all their words go for

jests, and all their jests for nothing. They are nimble in the fancy of

some ridiculous thing, and reasonable good in the expression. Nothing

stops a jest when it's coming, neither friends, nor danger, but it must

out howsoever, though their blood come out after, and then they

emphatically rail, and are emphatically beaten, and commonly are men

reasonable familiar to this. Briefly they are such whose life is but to

laugh and be laughed at; and only wits in jest and fools in earnest.

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