Brome, Richard · published 1640 · first performed or written 1638 [1636-1638] (Annals) not in BritDrama · Salisbury Court T6 Money, debt and credit typicality 0.77 · 510 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
Nay I ha' done— Give me my fee, I cannot hear you else. Sir I am poor, and all I get, is at The hands of charitable givers; pray sir. You understand me sir, your cause is to be Pleaded today, or you are quite o'erthrown in't. The Judge by this time is about to sit. Keep fast your money, and forgo your wit. Then I must follow, and entreat him to it, Poor men in law must not disdain to do it. Do it then, I'll follow you and hear the cause. True Antipodians still, for as with us, The Gallants follow Lawyers, and the beggars them; The Lawyer here is followed by the beggar, While the gentleman follows him. The moral is, the Lawyers here prove beggars, And beggars only thrive by going to law. How takes the Lawyers then the beggar's money? And none else by their wills? They send it all Up to our lawyers, to stop their mouths, That curse poor Clients that are put upon 'em. In forma Pauperis. In truth most charitable, But sure that money's lost byth' way sometimes. Yet sweet my Lord, whom do these beggars beg of, That they can get aforehand so for law? Who are their benefactors? Usurers, Usurers. Then they have Usurers in th' Antipodes too? Yes Usury goes round the world, and will do, Till the general conversion of the Jewes. But ours are not so charitable I fear. Who be their Usurers? soldiers, and Courtiers chiefly; And some that pass for grave and pious Churchmen. How finely contrary theyare still to ours. Why do you not enter, what are you asleep?— My Lord the mad young Gentleman.— What of him? He has got into our Tiring-house amongst us, And ta'en a strict survey of all our properties, Our statues and our images of Gods; our Planets and our constellations Our Giants, Monsters, Furies, Beasts, and bugbears, Our Helmets Shields, and Vizors, Hairs, and Beards, Our Pasteboard marchpanes, and our Wooden Pies. Sirrah be brief, be not you now as long in Telling what he saw, as he surveying. Whether he thought 'twas some enchanted Castle, Or Temple, hung and piled with Monuments Of uncouth, and of various aspects, I dive not to his thoughts, wonder he did A while it seemed, but yet undaunted stood: When on the sudden, with thrice knightly force, And thrice, thrice, puissant arm he snatcheth down The sword and shield that I played Bevis with, Rusheth amongst the foresaid properties, Kills Monster, after Monster; takes the Puppets Prisoners, knocks down the Cyclops, tumbles all Our jigambobs and trinkets to the wall. Spying at last the Crown and royal Robes Ith' upper wardrobe, next to which by chance, The devil's vizors hung, and their flame painted Skin coats; those he removed with greater fury, And (having cut the infernal ugly faces, All into mammocks) with a reverend hand, He takes the imperial diadem and crowns Himself King of the Antipodes, and believes He has justly gained the Kingdom by his conquest.
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510 words · 717 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T6 — Money, debt and creditcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.772 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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Nay I ha' done — Give me my fee, I cannot heare you else. Sir I am poore, and all I get, is at The hands of charitable givers; pray sir. You understand me sir, your cause is to be Pleaded to day, or you are quite orethrowne in't. The Judge by this tyme is about to sit. Keepe fast your money, and forgoe your wit. Then I must follow, and entreate him to it, Poore men in law must not disdaine to doe it. Doe it then, Ile follow you and heare the cause. True Antipodians still, for as with us, The Gallants follow Lawyers, and the beggers them; The Lawyer here is follow'd by the begger, While the gentleman followes him. The morall is, the Lawyers here prove beggers, And beggers only thrive by going to law. How takes the Lawyers then the beggers money? And none else by their wills? They send it all Up to our lawyers, to stop their mouths, That curse poore Clyents that are put upon 'em. In forma Pauperis. In truth most charitable, But sure that money's lost by'th way sometimes. Yet sweet my Lord, whom doe these beggers beg of, That they can get aforehand so for law? Who are their benefactors? Usurers, Usurers. Then they have Usurers in th' Antipodes too? Yes Usury goes round the world, and will doe, Till the generall conversion of the Jewes. But ours are not so charitable I feare. Who be their Usurers? Souldiers, and Courtiers chiefly; And some that passe for grave and pious Church-men. How finely contrary th'are still to ours. Why doe you not enter, what are you asleepe?— My Lord the madde young Gentleman. — What of him? He has got into our Tyring-house amongst us, And tane a strict survey of all our properties, Our statues and our images of Gods; our Planets and our constellations Our Giants, Monsters, Furies, Beasts, and Bug-Beares, Our Helmets Shields, and Vizors, Haires, and Beards, Our Pastbord March-paines, and our Wooden Pies. Sirrah be briefe, be not you now as long in Telling what he saw, as he surveying. Whether he thought t'was some inchanted Castle, Or Temple, hung and pild with Monuments Of uncouth, and of various aspects, I dive not to his thoughts, wonder he did A while it seem'd, but yet undanted stood: When on the suddaine, with thrice knightly force, And thrice, thrice, puissant arme he snatcheth downe The sword and shield that I playd Rvis with, Rusheth amongst the foresaid properties, Kils Monster, after Monster; takes the Puppets Prisoners, knocks downe the Cyclops, tumbles all Our jigambobs and trinckets to the wall. Spying at last the Crowne and royall Robes Ith upper wardrobe, next to which by chance, The divells vizors hung, and their flame painted Skin coates; those he remov'd with greater fury, And (having cut the infernall ugly faces, All into mamocks) with a reverend hand, He takes the imperiall diadem and crownes Himselfe King of the Antipodes, and beleeves He has justly gaind the Kingdome by his conquest.