Thursday, 14 July 2016
Another incredible Shakespeare manuscript discovery concerning one Johnson and Boris the Clown
The Court, a cloister:
[Various Lords, Ladies and scribes pass to and fro
Enter Johnson disguised as Boris the clown]
Johnson [as Boris]:
Whoops, my liege, nil desperandum,
for that which is England, is England
and forever may she be,
hah! is not the dusky foreigner at our necks?
[aside, as Johnson]
They do not know me as pretender
to the throne but think me ‘Boris’, simple Boris,
a bumpkin, a poltroon who doth forget what he knows
and knows not what he forgets.
[Several scribes pass]
[as Boris] Fa la la la
In, out, in, out,
in the flicker of an eye
am I not,
the leader who leads
and next the leader who leaves?
next, it vexed it.
Oh my ladies
have I fexed it?
Methinks there is method in this madness
Yon clown doth bear strange resemblance
to Johnson, late departed of this place.
Might I not have need anon of that one?
[Exit Lady May]
[in another part of the cloister]
What think you, all?
This Boris hath many a good jest
A chest more like.
And were his jests that fine
many a chest would he fill
Scribe 1: I follow ye not.
Scribe 2: Nor me.
Scribe 3: Nor me.
Scribe 1: You follow not yourself?
Scribe 2: Much as this Boris!
Scribe 1: Hah!
Scribe 2: Hah!
Scribe 3: Hah!
[Johnson as Johnson]
Afric lay beneath the rule of Albion
Were they not days of greatness
which if Afric were not a foolish child
would beg and plead for us to return
to rule once more bringing peace
contentment and the rule of law
hah! and doth not the lowly savage
now appear in London taverns?
I will to Lady May and offer my services