Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Tide Tarrieth No Man · chunk 9 of 30

Wapull, George · published 1576 · first performed or written 1576 (Annals)
moral
T6 Money, debt and credit typicality 0.78 · 502 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.

Sir, if that herein my friend you will stand, I will give you therefore even what you will demand. Then Neighbourhood thou shalt shortly see, That I can do somewhat between my master and thee. Thou couldst never speak better to speed, For of money now he standeth in need. To pay for a purchase of certain land, Which needs he must discharge out of hand. Therefore this time for thee well doth fall, If that thou have money to tempt him withal. Tush man for money I will not spare, Then needest thou no whit for to care, And if thou take pain now to walk home, There shalt thou find him sitting alone. Cocks passion man high thee away, Thou knowest the Tide for no man will stay. Why sir but will you not walk with us thither? No, do Help and you go before together, And I warrant you I will not long be behind you, For though I be absent, yet I will mind you. Then sir adieu till we meet again, Doubt not but I will consider your pain. Come Help shall we go. It is time I trow. Ah sir this gear doth trimly fall out, I know this lease, which he goeth about: Wherefore I will work so on both the sides, That of both parties I will obtain bribes, I will show the old Tenant how one goeth about, To take his house and to thrust him out. Wherefore he will largely grease me in the hand, Because his friend therein I shall stand. The other here did promise me plain, That he would reward me for my pain. Therefore Courage farewell unto thee, For how this gear will frame, I will see. Farewell Furtherance, my gentle friend, A man may seek Hell, and such two not find. I mean a friend, so worthy to trust, And a neighbour, that is so honest and just. Of honesty I trow, he is meetly well sped, That will take his neighbour's house over his head. I think there is no man, within this place, But he would gladly such neighbours embrace. Where two such neighbours die out of one town, The Devil shall be sure, to have one black Gown. As well he is worthy, if I might be judge, For in their affairs, he daily doth trudge. Good council he gives them, both morning and evening, What means they shall work, to their neighbours grieving. He teacheth them how, to pill and to poll, In hope after death, to have body and soul. Tush what mean I thus, of soul for to speak, In vain with such talk, my brains I do break. For soul there is none, when the body is dead, In such kind of doctrine, my scholars I lead. Therefore say I, take time, while time is, For after this life, there is nothing but bliss. There is no soul, any pain to abide, The teacher's contrary, from truth are far wide.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Tide Tarrieth No Man
AuthorWapull, George
Publication year (edition)1576
First performance / composition (Annals)1576
First performance (BritDrama)1576 [1560-1576]
Genre (British Drama)moral
Play typeInterlude;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 121 · TCP A14715 · DEEP 101
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 527–586 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 9 of 30 in this edition
Length502 words · 622 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T6 — Money, debt and credit cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.781 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T9 · seed 44: T10 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
¶Syr, if that herein my friend you will stand, I will giue you therefore euen what you will demaund. ¶Then Neighbourhood thou shalt shortly sée, That I can doe somewhat betwéene my mayster and thée. Thou couldest neuer speake better to spéede, For of money now he standeth in neede. To pay for a purchase of certayne land, Which néedes he must discharge out of hand. Therefore this time for thée well doth fall, If that thou haue money to tempt him withall. ¶Tush man for money I will not spare, ¶Then néedest thou no whit for to care, And if thou take payne now to walke home, There shalt thou fynd him sitting alone. ¶Cocks passion man hye thée away, Thou knowest the Tyde for no man will stay. ¶Why syr but will you not walke with vs thither? ¶No, doe Helpe and you goe before together, And I warrant you I will not long be behind you, For though I be absent, yet I will mind you. ¶Then syr adew till we méete agayne, Doubt not but I will consider your payne. Come Helpe shall we goe. ¶It is time I trow. ¶Ah syr this geare doth trimly fall out, I know this lease, which he goeth about: Wherefore I will worke so on both the sydes, That of both parties I will obtayne brybes, I will shew the old Tenaunt how one goeth about, To take his house and to thrust him out. Wherefore he will largely grease me in the hand, Because his friend therein I shall stand. The other here did promise me playne, That he would reward me for my payne. Therefore Corage farewell vnto hée, For how this geare will frame, I will sée. ¶Farewell Furtheraunce, my gentle friend, A man may séeke Hell, and such two not find. I meane a friend, so worthy to trust, And a neighbour, that is so honest and iust. Of honesty I trow, he is méetely well sped, That will take his neighbours house ouer his hed. I thinke there is no man, within this place, But he would gladly such neighboures imbrace. Where two such neighboures dye out of one towne, The Deuill shall be sure, to haue one black Gowne. As well he is worthy, if I might be iudge, For in their affayres, he dayly doth trudge. Good councell he giues them, both morning and euening, What meanes they shal worke, to their neighbors greeuing. He teacheth them how, to pill and to poule, In hope after death, to haue body and soule. Tush what meane I thus, of soule for to speake, In vayne with such talke, my braynes I doe breake. For soule there is none, when the body is dead, In such kinde of doctryne, my schollers I leade. Therefore say I, take time, while time is, For after this life, there is nothing but blisse. There is no soule, any payne to abide, The Teachers contrary, from truth are far wide.