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BEN JONSON AND THE ART OF INCLUSION<br />

be clearer than Jonson’s presentation of himself as James’s poet: but the king is<br />

absent where we might most expect to find him, in the dedication.<br />

Jonson’s Workes is the work of an author, not a poetaster. It represents a<br />

conscious and conscientious “advancement of learning,” to borrow Bacon’s title<br />

and apply it to his friend. The thousand-plus, large-size pages gather together all<br />

Jonson’s significant publications to date, placing them in chronological order<br />

within their appropriate genres and introducing the whole with a lavishly<br />

engraved title page that spells out the thoroughly artistic concerns of the<br />

contents. A Roman theater appears in the central cartouche, flanked by<br />

allegorical figures representing Satire and Pastoral, with Tragi-comedy above.<br />

Directly below, framed between Tragedy and Comedy and further set off by<br />

Corinthian pillars, is the announcement, The Workes of Benjamin Jonson,<br />

accompanied by the motto from Horace: “neque, me ut miretur turba,/laboro:/<br />

Contentus paucis lectoribus” (I do not work so that the crowd may admire me: I<br />

am contented with a few readers). 10 Some of Jonson’s “few readers” are then<br />

made manifest in the Table of Contents, or “The Catalogue,” where the list of<br />

dedications is as impressive as the list of individual texts. The horizontal pairing,<br />

in fact, of text and dedicatee presumes a kind of easy reciprocity existing<br />

between author and patron, as if to say, here at last is an English poet finally at<br />

home in a variety of distinguished settings; here at last is a poet who has earned<br />

his keep.<br />

The volume then proceeds to historicize, without mummifying, the poet and<br />

his literary productions as it attempts to reinforce the shift in cultural values and<br />

generic hierarchy that Jonson himself sought to determine on separate occasions.<br />

The individual plays no longer appear as shoddy quartos but have been<br />

transformed into dramatic artifacts, part of theater history, and yet done so with<br />

the intention of preserving, through careful punctuation, their performative<br />

features: “their dramatic and rhetorical effects.” 11 Each is introduced by a<br />

separate title page, with the one constant amid the changing descriptions being<br />

the recurring imprint, “The Author B.J.” Each is also framed by a concluding<br />

page that lists the players (Every Man in His Humor includes the name “Will<br />

Shakespeare”) and gives, once again, the year in which the play was first acted.<br />

The masques and entertainments are likewise enrolled in a permanent hall of<br />

records. Treated now as cultural documents, they are presented as fully capable<br />

of existing on the strength of the text alone and some detailed notes by Jonson<br />

describing scenic particularities and allusions. Only the two volumes of poetry—<br />

The Epigrams and The Forest—evade, to a degree, this historicizing process; but<br />

they make their mark in other ways. Calling The Epigrams, as Jonson does, his<br />

“ripest studies,” is akin to preserving ephemera like plays and masques, at least<br />

in that it consciously dignifies a traditionally lowly form of poetry (Puttenham<br />

called epigrams “privy nips, or witty scoffes”); 12 while The Forest, after Jonson<br />

coyly separates it from a vast tradition in the Renaissance with a brief apology<br />

about “why I write not of love,” offers itself as the first miscellany in English<br />

patterned on classical forms—perhaps even the first collection of verse in<br />

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