Shirley, James · published 1637 · first performed or written 1635 [licensed for stage, Oct 15] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 501 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
You are charitable. I may dine w'ee sometime, or at the Court To meet good company, not for the table, My clerk o'th' Kitchens here, a witty Epicure, A spirit that to please me with what's rare Can fly a hundred mile a day to market, And make me Lord of Fish and Foul, I shall Forget there is a butcher, and to make My footmen nimble, he shall feed on nothing But wings of wildfowl. These ways are costly. Therefore I'll have it so, I ha' sprung a mine. You make me wonder sir, to see this change Of fortune, your revenue was not late So plentiful. Hang dirty land and Lordships, I won't change one lodging I ha' got For the Chamber of London. Strange of such a sudden, To rise to this estate, no fortunate hand At dice could lift you up so, for 'tis since Last night, yesterday, you were no such Monarch. There be more games than dice. It cannot be A Mistress, though your person is worth love, None possibly are rich enough to feed As you have cast the method of your riots, A Princess, after all her Jewels must Be forced to sell her provinces. Now you talk Of Jewels? What do you think of this? A rich one. You'll honour me to wear't, this other toy I had from you, this chain I borrowed of you, A friend had it in keeping, if your Ladyship Want any sum, you know your friend and Alexander, Dare you trust my security. There's gold, I shall have more tomorrow. You astonish me, who can supply these? A dear friend I have, She promised we should meet again i'th' morning. Not that I wish to know More of your happiness, than I have already Heart to congratulate, be pleased to lay My wonder. 'tis a secret. Which I'll die Ere I'll betray. You have always wished me well, But you shall swear not to reveal the party. I'll lose the benefit of my tongue. Nor be Afraid at what I say, what think you first Of an old Witch, a strange ill favoured hag That for my company last night, has wrought This cure upon my fortune? I do sweat To think upon her name. How sir a Witch? I would not fright your Ladyship too much At first, but Witches are a kin to Spirits, The truth is— nay if you look pale already, I ha' done. Sir I beseech you. If you have But courage then to know the truth, I'll tell you In one word, my chief friend is the devil. What devil? How I tremble. Have a heart, 'twas a she devil too, a most insatiate Abominable devil with a tail Thus long. Goodness defend me, did you see her? No 'twas i'th' dark, but she appeared first to me I'th' likeness of a Bedlam, and was brought I know not how, nor whither, by two Goblins, More hooded than a Hawk.
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You are charitable. I may dine w'ee sometime, or at the Court To meete good company, not for the table, My Clarke o'th Kitchins here, a witty Epicure, A spirit that to please me with whats rare Can flie a hundred mile a day to market, And make me Lord of Fish and Foule, I shall Forget there is a butcher, and to make My footmen nimble, he shall feede on nothing But wings of wildfoule. These wayes are costly. Therefore Ile have it so, I ha sprung a mine. You make me wonder sir, to see this change Of fortune, your revenew was not late So plentifull. Hang durty land and Lordships, I wonot change one lodging I ha got For the Chamber of London. Strange of such a sudden, To rise to this estate, no fortunate hand At dice could lift you up so, for tis since Last night, yesterday, you were no such Monarke. There be more games then dice. It cannot be A Mistris, though your person is worth love, None possibly are rich enough to feed As you have cast the method of your riots, A Princesse, after all her Jewels must Be forc'd to sell her provinces. Now you talke Of Jewels? What doe you thinke of this? A rich one. You'le honour me to wear't, this other toy I had from you, this chaine I borrowed of you, A friend had it in keeping, if your Ladiship Want any summe, you know your friend and Alexander ▪ Dare you trust my security. There's gold, I shall have more to morrow. You astonish me, who can supply these? A deare friend I have, She promisd we should meete agen i'th morning. Not that I wish to know More of your happinesse, then I have aready Heart to congratulate, be pleasd to lay My wonder. Tis a secret. Which ile die Ere Ile betray. You have alwayes wish'd me well, But you shall sweare not to reveale the partie. Ile lose the benefit of my tongue. Nor be A fraid at what I say, what thinke you first Of an old Witch, a strange ill favor'd hag That for my company last night, has wrought This cure upon my fortune? I doe sweat To thinke upon her name. How sir a Witch? I would not fright your Ladiship too much At first, but Witches are a kin to Spirits, The truth is— nay if you looke pale already, I ha done. Sir I beseech you. If you have But courage then to know the truth, ile tell you In one word, my chiefe friend is the devill. What devill? How I tremble. Have a heart, Twas a shee divell too, a most insatiate Abominable devill with a taile Thus long. Goodnesse defend me, did you see her? No twas i'th darke, but she appeard first to me I'th likenesse of a Bedlam, and was brought I know not how, nor whither, by two Goblins, More hooded than a Hawke.