Letter 15, to William Cavendish, Earl of Newcastle
A letter to the Earl of Newcastle
My Lord,
The faith of a fast friend, with the duties of an humble servant, and the hearty
prayers of a religious beadsman, all kindled upon this altar to Your Honour, my
honourable Lady, the hopeful issue, and your right noble brother, be ever my 5
sacrifice.
It is the lewd printer’s fault that I can send Your Lordship no more of my book
done. I sent you one piece before, The Fair, by Master Withrington, and now I
send you this other morsel, the fine gentleman that walks in town, The Fiend;
but before he will perfect the rest, I fear, he will come himself to be a part, under 10
the title of The Absolute Knave, which he hath played with me. My printer and I
shall afford subject enough for a tragicomedy, for with his delays and vexation I
am almost become blind; and if heaven be so just in the metamorphosis to turn
him into that creature he most assimilates, a dog with a bell, to lead me between
Whitehall and my lodging, I may bid the world good night. 15
And so I do.
Ben Jonson