Shirley, James · published 1639 · first performed or written 1632 [licensed for stage, Nov 16] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 513 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
I did not leave an acre, rod, or perch, That had been no discretion, when I was selling I would sell to purpose, do you see this roll, I have good security for my money sir, Not an egg here but has five chickens in't, I did most politicly disburse my sums, To have five for one at my return from Venice, And now I thank my stars I am at home. And so by consequence in three months your estate Will be five times as much or quintupled. Yes Signior quintupled, I won't purchase yet I mean to use This trick seven years together, first I'll still put out, and quintuply as you call't, And when I can in my Exchequer tell Two, or three Millions, I will fall a purchasing. kingdoms I warrant. I have a mind to buy Constantinople from the Turk, and give it The Emperor. What think you of Ierusalem? If you would purchase that, and bring it nearer, The Christian pilgrims would be much obliged to ye, When did you wash your socks? I wear none Signior. Then 'tis your breath, to your lodging, and perfume it, You'll tell the sweeter lies to them that will Lose so much time to ask about your travel, You won't sell your debts? Sell 'em, no Signior. Have you as much left in ready cash as will Keep you and this old troll a fortnight longer, Die, and forgive the world, thou mayst be buried, And ha' the Church-cloth, if you can put in Security, the Parish shall be put To no more charge, dost thou hope to have a penny Of thy own money back, is this an age Of five for one, die ere the town takes notice, There is a hideous woman carries ballets, And has a singing in her head, take heed And hang thyself, thou mayst not hear the time, You remember Coriate. Honest Tom Odcombe. we'll ha' more verses o'thy travels Coxcomb, Books shall be sold in bushels in Cheap side, And come in like the Peascods, wain loads full Of thee, and thy man Apple Iohn that looks As he had been a seven-night in the straw A ripening for the market, farewell Rusiting, Thou art not worth my spleen, do not forget My counsel, hang thyself, and thou go'st off Without a session's. Fine, I'm glad he's gone, Gudgine, what dost thou think. I think y'are well rid of railing Madcap. Nay, nay he'll not spare a Lord But were not I best call in my money's gudgeon, My estate won't hold out, I must be more Familiar with my gentlemen. Jack Freshwater welcome from Venice. I thank your honour. Was it not Frank Barker that parted from you? Yes my Lord. What's the matter? There is a sum, my Lord. Where is it Signior? There was a sum my Lord delivered From your poor servant Freshwater. I remember, But I have business now, come, home to me, The money's safe, you were to give me five For one at your return.
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I did not leave an acre, rod, or perch, That had beene no discretion, when I was selling I would sell to purpose, doe you see this roll, I have good securitie for my money sir, Not an egge here but has five chickens in't, I did most pollitickely disburse my summes, To have five for one at my returne from Venice, And now I thanke my starres I am at home. And so by consequence in three moneths your estate Will be five times as much or quintupled. Yes Signior quintupled, I wonot purchase yet I meane to use This tricke seaven yeares together, first Ile still put out, and quintuplie as you call't, And when I can in my Exchequer tell Two, or three Millions, I will fall a purchasing. Kingdomes I warrant. I have a minde to buy Constantinople from the Turke, and give it The Emperour. What thinke you of Ierusalem? If you would purchase that, and bring it nearer, The Christian Pilgrimes would be much oblig'd to yee, When did you wash your sockes? I weare none Signior. Then tis your breath, to your lodging▪ and perfume it, You'le tell the sweeter lies to them that will Lose so much time to aske about your travell, You wonot sell your debts? Sell 'em, no Signior. Have you as much left in ready cash as will Keepe you and this old troule a fortnight longer, Die, and forgive the world, thou maist be buried, And ha the Church-cloth, if you can put in Securitie, the Parish shall be put To no more charge, dost thou hope to have a penny Of thy owne money backe, is this an age Of five for one, die ere the towne takes notice, There is a hidious woman carries ballets, And has a singing in her head, take heed And hang thy selfe, thou maist not heare the time, You remember Coriate. Honest Tom Odcombe. Wee'le ha more verses o'thy travells Coxcombe, Bookes shall be sold in bushells in Cheape side, And come in like the Pescods, waine loads full Of thee, and thy man Apple Iohn that lookes As he had beene a senight in the straw A ripening for the market, farewell Rusiting, Thou art not worth my spleene, doe not forget My counsell, hang thy selfe, and thou go'st off Without a Sessions. Fine, Ime glad hee's gone, Gudgine, what dost thou thinke. I thinke y'are well rid of railing Madcap. Nay, nay hee'le not spare a Lord But were not I best call in my moneyes Gudgin, My estate wonot hold out, I must be more Familiar with my gentlemen. Iacke Freshwater wellcome from Venice. I thanke your honour. Was it not Franke Barker that parted from you? Yes my Lord. Whats the matter? There is a summe, my Lord. Where is it Signior? There was a summe my Lord delivered From your poore servant Freshwater. I remember, But I have businesse now, come, home to me, The monie's safe, you were to give me five▪ For one at your returne.