D., J. · published 1640 · first performed or written c.1625 [revised c.1632] (Annals) comedy · Unknown · Fortune unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 496 words
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What's this Leaguer raised yet, Par la ho boy, I thought we should have had a second siege of Troy on't, is their Reckoning paid? not a penny, they called for one, but in such a drunken key; I bade 'em sleep upon't, and I would tell 'em more on't when they were sober. Best of all, and what's to pay then? Nine and six pence, Sir, allowance for lights, linen, coals to light faggots: and six pence for one journeyman's sleep only deducted, and yet they grumbled too. But nine and six pence, and grumble; my friend the reckoning's not paid you say. Not a penny. The reckoning but nine and six pence, how poorly this shows, in a Leaguer too, and friends that pretended me a courtesy too? How many joints of meat to supper? Only a couple of clean Pipes, some three times filled I think. No meat, come to handsel a Leaguer, what no meat? Are they a-bed at Anthony's Ordinary yet? Two hours ago. Step down, and see, nine and six pence, they must and shall hear more of this: we may go beg, or buy up all the, refuse, broken bread and meat, scraps, offal, and garbage that Cooks shops, Shambles, Ordinaries, Entries, and Rich-men's doors afford; nine and six pence, if they do not hear more of this— 'tis past that time of night; charity's bed, sir, but if not.— Bread and meat for poor prisoners, Bread & meat. What doth that fellow cry? Bread and meat for the poor prisoners, bread & meat. For poor prisoners? as fit for my purpose, as a coney for a Pursnet; here, take money, buy his provision by the lump: if I had studied for a fortune to fall upon me, I could not have had a fairer. Wilt thou victual thy leaguer with scraps, sweet Chuck? No, my sweet Monkey, I have further aims than so, this broken meat and baggage offal, will I strew in my Kitchen, Dressers, Hall, Entries, and every door and draw-window, and perspicuous places about the house: foul all the vessel, three or four times over, all to besmear the rusty spits and dripping-pans; break all my broken glasses, beat the bottom out of my Cans: beat all my foul Tobacco-pipes, into fractions And to what end all this? Perlahay, My friends shall hear more of that in the reckoning: My sweet Monkey, when the Drunkards shall wake, and see all these ruins, or rather remains of a plentiful leaguer: Oh, hast thou no apprehension? Why, I tell thee, they cannot choose out of their generous bounties, but see all discharged? Within. A cup of six, Drawer. Oh, the leaguer begins to rise! Come Monkey a few directions for you in private, give you attendance on the leaguer; let 'em call for what they will, and want nothing they call for: only I will tell 'em no more of nine and six pence in the reckoning.
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What's this Leaguer rayſed yet, Par la ho boy, I thought we ſhould have had a ſecond ſiege of Troy on't, is their Reckoning paid? not a penny, they call'd for one, but in ſuch a drunken key; I bad em ſleep upon't, and I would tell em more on't when they were ſober. Beſt of all, and whats to pay then? Nine and ſix pence, Sir, allowance for lights, linnen, coals to light faggots: and ſix pence for one journymans ſleep only deducted, and yet they grumbled too. But nine and ſix pence, and grumble; my friend the reckoning's not payd you ſay. Not a penny. The reckoning but nine and ſix pence, how poorely this ſhews, in a Leaguer too, and friends that pretended me a courteſie too? How many joynts of meat to ſupper? Only a couple of clean Pipes, ſome three times fild I thinke. No meat, come to hanſell a Leaguer, what no meat? Are they abed at Anthonies Ordinary yet? Two houres ago. Step down, and ſee, nine and ſix pence, they muſt and ſhall heare more of this: we may go beg, or buy up all the, refuſe, broken bread and meat, ſcraps, offall, and garbage that Cooks ſhops, Shambles, Ordinaries, Entries, and Richmens dores afford; nine and ſix pence, if they do not heare more of this— Tis paſt that time of night; Charitie's bed, ſir, but if not.— Bread and meat for poore priſoners, Bread & meat. What doth that fellow cry? Bread and meat for the poor priſoners, bread & meat. For poore priſoners? as fit for my purpoſe, as a Conny for a Purſnet; here, take mony, buy his proviſion by the lumpe: if I had ſtudied for a fortune to fall upon me, I could not have had a fairer. Wilt thou victuall thy Leager with ſcraps, ſweet Chuck? No, my ſweet Monkie, I have further aymes then ſo, this broken meat and baggage offall, will I ſtrew in my Kitchin, Dreſſers, Hall, Entries, and every doore and drawwindow, and perſpicous places about the houſe: foule all the veſſell, three or foure times over, all to beſmeere the ruſtie ſpits and dripping-pans; breake all my broken glaſſes, beat the bottom out of my Cans: beat all my foul Tobacco-pipes, into fractions And to what end all this? Perlahay, My friends ſhall heare more of that in the reckoning: My ſweet Monkie, when the Drunkards ſhall wake, and ſee all theſe ruines, or rather remayns of a plentifull Leager: Oh, haſt thou no apprehenſion? Why, I tell thee, they cannot chooſe out of their generous bounties, but ſee all diſcharg'd? Within. A cup of ſix, Drawer. Oh, the Leager begins to riſe! Come Monkie a few directions for you in private, give you attendance on the Leager; let em call for what they will, and want nothing they call for: only I will tell em no more of nine and ſixe pence in the reckoning.