two centuries, discovering the role of “man of letters” only in 
the eighteenth century:

     Jaques . . . . I must have liberty
          Withal, as large a charter as the wind, 
          To blow on whom I please; for so fools have. 
          And they that are most galled with my folly, 
          They most must laugh. And why, sir, must they so? 
          The why is plain as way to parish church: 
          He that a fool doth very wisely hit 
          Doth very foolishly, although he smart, 
          Not to seem senseless of the bob. If not, 
          The wise man’s folly is anatomiz’d 
          Even by the squand’ring glances of the fool. 
          Invest me in my motley. Give me leave 
          To speak my mind, and I will through and through