Jonson, Ben · published 1641 · first performed or written 1621 [Aug 3; Aug 5; Sep] (Annals) masque · before the Court unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 482 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
AS happy a Palm Sir, as most i' the Land, It should be a pure, and an innocent hand; And worthy the trust, For it says you'll be just, And carry that Purse, Without any curse Of the Publique-weale, When you take out the Seal, You do not appear, A Judge of a year. I'll venture my life You never had wife, But i'll venture my skill, You may when you william. You have the King's conscience too in your breast, And that's a good guest; Which you will have true touch of, And yet not make much of; Moore than by truth yourself forth to bring, The man that you are, for God, and the King. I Come to borrow, and you'll grant my demand Sir, Since 'tis for no money, pray lend me your hand Sir; And yet this good hand if you please to stretch it, Had the Errand been money, could easily fetch it; You command the King's treasure, and yet on my soul You handle not much, for your palm is not foul: Your fortune is good, and will be to set The Office upright, and the King out of debt; To put all that have Pensions soon out of their pain, By bringing th' Exchequer in credit again. HOnest, and old, In those the good part of a fortune is told; God sand you your health, The rest is provided, honour, and wealth; All which you possess, Without the making of any man less, Nor need you my warrant, enjoy it you shall, For you have a good Privie-Seale for it all. NExt the great Master, who is the Donor, I read you here the preserver of honour, And spy it in all your singular parts, What a father you are, and a nurse of the Arts. By cherishing which, a way you have found, How the free to all, to one may be bound, And they again love their bonds; for to be Obliged to you, is the way to be free: But this is their fortune; Hark to your own, Yours shall be to make true Gentry known From the fictitious, not to prise blood So much by the greatness, as by the good: To show, and to open clear virtue the way, Both whether she should, and how far she may; And whilst you do judge twixt valour, and noise To'extinguish the race of the roaring boys. I find by this hand You have the command Of the very best man's house i'the land: Our Captain, and we, E'er long will see If you keep a good table; Your Master's able. And here be bountiful lines that say You'll keep no part of his bounty away. Thus written to Frank On your Venus' bank; To prove a false steward you'll found much ado, Being a true one by blood, and by office too.
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AS happie a Palme Sir, as moſt i' the Land, It ſhould be a pure, and an innocent hand; And worthie the truſt, For it ſayes youle be juſt, And carry that Purſe, Without any curſe Of the Publique-weale, When you take out the Seale, You doe not appeare, A Judge of a yeare. Ile venter my life You never had wife, But ile venter my skill, You may when you will. You have the Kings conſcience too in your breſt, And that's a good gueſt; Which you will have true touch of, And yet not make much of; More then by truth your ſelfe forth to bring, The man that you are, for God, and the King. I Come to borrow, and you'le grant my demand Sir, Since tis for no money, pray lend me your hand Sir; And yet this good hand if you pleaſe to ſtretch it, Had the Errant beene money, could eaſily fetch it; You command the Kings treaſure, and yet on my ſoule You handle not much, for your palme is not foule: Your fortune is good, and will be to ſet The Office upright, and the King out of debt; To put all that have Penſions ſoone out of their paine, By bringing th' Exchequer in credit againe. HOneſt, and old, In thoſe the good part of a fortune is told; God ſend you your health, The reſt is provided, honour, and wealth; All which you poſſeſſe, Without the making of any man leſſe, Nor need you my warrant, enjoy it you ſhall, For you have a good Privie-Seale for it all. NExt the great Maſter, who is the Donor, I reade you here the preſerver of honour, And ſpie it in all your ſingular parts, What a father you are, and a nurſe of the Arts. By cheriſhing which, a way you have found, How the free to all, to one may be bound, And they againe love their bonds; for to bee Obliged to you, is the way to be free: But this is their fortune; Hearke to your owne, Yours ſhall be to make true Gentry knowne From the fictitious, not to prize blood So much by the greatneſſe, as by the good: To ſhew, and to open cleere vertue the way, Both whether ſhe ſhould, and how farre ſhe may; And whilſt you doe judge twixt valour, and noyſe To'extinguiſh the race of the roaring boyes. I finde by this hand You have the command Of the very beſt mans houſe i'the land: Our Captaine, and wee, Ere long will ſee If you keepe a good table; Your Maſter's able. And here be bountifull lines that ſay You'le keepe no part of his bounty away. Thus written to Franke On your Venus banke; To prove a falſe ſteward you'le find much adoe, Being a true one by blood, and by office too.