Whetstone, George · published 1578 · first performed or written 1578 [1576-1579] (Annals) comedy · Unacted unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 489 words
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I saith, I have noble news for Lamia, Nay soft, friend Rosko, take mine in your way. Master Phallax, Osyd I cry you mercy. Rosko with speed tell thy Mistress from me, The King straight ways will come to the City: In whose great train there is a company, Within her house with more shall merry be, Therefore, for my sake, will her to foresee, To welcome them, that nothing wanting be, This is all I will, for want of leisure. I will not fail sir, to show your pleasure: Marry, in faith, these news falls jump with the rest, They shallbe welcome and far of the best: But although they well fill their bodies thus, Their purses will be driven to a non plus: Not force a whit, each pleasure hath his pain, Better the purse than body starve of wain. Well, I will trudge, my welcome news to tell, And then abroad, good company to smell. Cassandra, we draw near unto the Town. So that I will that you from us departed: Till further of our pleasure you do hear. Yet rest assured, that wicked Promos, Shall abide such punishment, as the world, Shall hold me just, and clear thee of offence. Dread sovereign, as you will, Cassandra goeth hence. I plainly see, it tends to great behove, That Princes often do veil their ears to hear, The Miser's plaint: for though they do appoint, Such as they think will justice execute, Authority is such a commander, As, where as men by office beareth sway, If they their rule by conscience measure not, The poor man's right is overcome by might. If love or hate from justice lead the judge, Then money sure may over rule the case. Thus one abuse is cause of many more: And therefore none in judges aught to be, How Rulers wrong, few tales are told the King: The reason is, their power keeps in awe Such men as have great cause for to complain. If Cassandra her goods, nay, life preferred, Before revenge of Promos treachery: I had not known, his detestable rape, The which he forced to save her brother's life. And furthermore, Andrugio's ransom paid, I had not known be put him unto death: For when (good soul) she had this treason told. Through very shame her honour so was spoiled: She drew her knife to wound herself to death. Whose pysious plight, my heart provockt to wrath, At Promos wiles: So that to use undifferency to both, Even in the place where all these wrongs were none: Myself am come, to sit upon the cause. But see where Promos and the Mayor weight, To welcome me with great solemnity: With cheerful show I shadow will the hate, I bear to him for his insolency: Perhaps I may learn more of his abuse, Whereby the more his punishment may be. Come my Lords to the Town haste we apace:
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I ſayth, I haue noble newes for Lamia, Nay ſoft, friend Rosko, take myne in your way. Mayſter Phallax, Oſyd I cry you mercy. Rosko with ſpeede tell thy Miſtris from mée, The King ſtraight wayes wyll come to the Cytie: In whoſe great trayne there is a company, Within her houſe with moe ſhall mery be, Therefore, for my ſake, wyll her to foreſée, To welcome them, that nothing wanting be, This is all I wyll, for want of leyſure. I wyll not fayle ſyr, to ſhow your pleaſure: Mary, in fayth, theſe newes falles iumpe with the reſt, They ſhalbe welcome and fare of the beſt: But although they well fyll their bodyes thus, Their purſes will be dryuen to a non plus: No force a whyt, each pleaſure hath his payne, Better the purce then body ſtarue of wayne. Well, I wyll trudge, my welcome newes to tell, And then abroade, good company to ſmell. Caſſandra, we draw neare vnto the Towne. So that I wyll that you from vs depart: Tyll further of our pleaſure you doe heare. Yet reſt aſſur'd, that wycked Promos, Shall abide ſuch puniſhment, as the world, Shall hould mée iuſt, and cleare thee of offence. Dread ſoueraigne, as you wyl, Caſſandra goeth hence. I playnely ſee, it tendes to great behoue, That Prynces oft doo vayle their eares to heare, The Miſers playnt: for though they doe appoynt, Such as they thynke will Iuſtice execute, Aucthority is ſuch a commaunder, As, where as men by office beareth ſway, If they their rule by conſcience meaſure not, The poore mans ryght is ouercome by might. If loue or hate from Iuſtice leade the Iudge, Then money ſure may ouer rule the caſe. Thus one abuſe is cauſe of many moe: And therefore none in Iudges ought to be, How Rulers wrong, fewe tales are tould the King: The reaſon is, their power keepes in awe Such men as haue great cauſe for to complayne. If Caſſandra her goodes, nay, lyfe preferd, Before reuenge of Promos trechery: I had not knowne, his deteſtable rape, The which he forſt to ſaue her brothers lyfe. And furthermore, Andrugios raunſome payde, I had not knowne be put him vnto death: For when (good ſoule) ſhe had this treaſon tould. Through very ſhame her honour ſo was ſpoyld: She drewe her knyfe to wound her ſelfe to death. Whoſe pyſious plyght, my hart prouockt to wrath, At Promos wyles: So that to vſe undifferency to both, Euen in the place where all theſe wronges were none: My ſelfe am come, to ſyt vpon the cauſe. But ſee where Promos and the Mayor waight, To welcome mee with great ſolemnity: With cheereful ſhowe I ſhadowe wyll the hate, I beare to him for his inſolency: Perhaps I may learne more of his abuſe, Whereby the more his puniſhment may be. Come my Lords to the Towne haſte we apace: