Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Three Ladies of London · chunk 2 of 37

Wilson, Robert · published 1592 · first performed or written c.1581 (Annals)
moral · Leicester's Men
T39 Profit, conscience and dishonest dealing typicality 0.80 · 530 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T39: conscience, lucre, usury, lucar, fraud, dissimulation, simony, london, lady, nemo.

They say there is preferment in London to have, Mass and there be i'll be passing and brave: Why i'll be no more a miller, because the maidens call me dusty pole, One thumps me on the neck, and another strikes me on the noll: And you see I am a handsome fellow, mark the comportance of my stature, Faith i'll go seek peradventures, and be a serving creature. Whither away good fellow? I pray thee declare. Marry I'll clare thee, to London, would thou didst go there. What if I did, would it be better for thee? I marry should it, for I love honest company. Agreed, there is a bargen, but what shall I call thee? 'cause thou art an honest man i'll tell thee, my name is Simplicity A name agreeing to thy nature, but stay here comes more company. huff once aloft, and if I may hit in the right vain, Where I may beguile easily without any great pain: I will flaunt it and brave it after the lusty swash, I'll deceive thousands, what care I who lie in the lash. What Fraud well met, whither travelest thou this way? To London, to get entertainment there if I may, Of the three ladies, Lucar, Love, and Conscience, What care I to serve the Devil, so I may get pence? O Fraud I know thee for a deceitful knave, And art thou gotten so bonfacion and brave? I knew thee when thou dwelled at a place called Gravesend, And the guests knew thee too, because thou wast not their friend, For when thou wouldst bring reckoning to thy guess, thou wouldst say twice so much, and swear it cost thy dame no less. So thou didst deceive them, and thy dame too: And because they spied thy knavery, away thou didst go. Then thou didst go into Hartfordshire to a place called Ware, And because horses stood at hay for a penny a night there, Do that thou couldst get nothing that kind of way, thou didst grease the horses teeth, that they should not eat hay, And wouldst tell the rider his horse no hay would eat, Do the man would say, give him some other kind of meat. Sir shall I give him oates, fitch's pease barley, or bread, But whate'er thou gav'st him, thou stolst three quarters when he was in bed, And how thou art so proud with thy filching & cozening art, But I think one day thou wilt be proud of the Rope and the Cart: take a wise fellows counsel Fraud, leave thy cozening and filching. Thou whoreson rascal swad avant, i'll bang thee for thy brawling, how darest thou defame a Gentleman that hath so large a living? A goodly Gentleman Ostler, I think none of you all believe him. What a clinchpoop drudge is this? I can forbear him no more. My good friend Fraud refrain, and care not therefore, 'tis Simplicity that patch, he knoweth not good from bad, And to stand in contention with him, I would think you were mad But tell me Fraud tell me, hast thou been an Ostler in thy days?
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Three Ladies of London
AuthorWilson, Robert
Publication year (edition)1592
First performance / composition (Annals)c.1581
First performance (BritDrama)1581
Company (BritDrama)Leicester's Men
Genre (British Drama)moral
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 146 · TCP A15519 · DEEP 120
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 52–99 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 2 of 37 in this edition
Length530 words · 711 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T39 — Profit, conscience and dishonest dealing cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.803 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T41 · seed 44: T39 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
They say there is preferment in London to haue, Mas and there be ile be passing and braue: Why ile be no more a miller, because the maydens call me dusty pole, One thumps me on the necke, and another strikes me on the nole: And you see I am a hansome fellow, marke the comporknance of my stature, Faith ile go seeke peraduentures, and be a seruing creature. Whither away good fellow? I pray thee declare. Mary ile clare thee, to London, would thou didst go there. What if I did, would it be better for thee? I marry should it, for I loue honest company. Agreed, there is a bargen, but what shall I call thee? Cause thou art an honest man ile tel thee, my name is Simplicity A name agreeing to thy nature, but stay here comes more company. Huffe once aloft, and if I may hit in the right vaine, Where I may beguile easily without any great paine: I will flaunt it and braue it after the lusty swash, Ile deceiue thousands, what care I who lie in the lash. What Fraud well met, whither trauellest thou this way? To London, to get entertainment there if I may, Of the three ladyes, Lucar, Loue, and Conscience, What care I to serue the Deuill, so I may get pence? O Fraud I know thee for a deceitfull knaue, And art thou gotten so bonacion and braue? I knew thee when thou dwelt at a place called Grauesend, And the guests knew thee too, because thou wast not their friend, For when thou wouldst bring reckoning to thy gesse, thou wouldst say twise so much, and sweare it cost thy dame no lesse. So thou didst deceiue them, and thy dame too: And because they spied thy knauerie, away thou didst goe. Then thou didst go into Hartfordshyre to a place called Ware, And because horses stood at hay for a pennie a night there, Do that thou couldst get nothing that kinde of way, thou didst greaze the horses teeth, that they should not eate hay▪ And tell the rider his horse no hay would eate, Do the man would say, giue him some other kinde of meate. Sir shall Igiue him ates, fitches pease barley, or bread, But what ere thou gaust him, thou three quartes when he was in bed, And ow thou art so proud with thy filching & coosning art, But I thinke one day thou wilt be proud of the Rope and the Cart: take a wse fellowes counsell Fraud, leaue thy coosning and filching. Thou horesn rascall swad auant, ile bang thee for thy brauling, how darest thou defame a Gentleman that hath so large a liuing? A goodly Gentleman Ostler, I thinke none of you al beleeue him. What a clinchpoop drudge is this? I can forbeare him no more. My good friend Fraud refraine, and care not therefore, tis Simplicitie that patch, he knoweth not good from bad, And to stand in contention with him, I would thinke you were ma But tell me Fraud tell me, hast thou been an Ostler in thy dayes?