Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Three Ladies of London · chunk 14 of 37

Wilson, Robert · published 1592 · first performed or written c.1581 (Annals)
moral · Leicester's Men
T39 Profit, conscience and dishonest dealing typicality 0.78 · 490 words

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

Faith cousin, has such a tester in and semblation knave; that he'll do nothing les some bribery he have. There's a great many such promoting knaves that gets their living, With nothing else but facing, lying, swearing and flattering. Why he has a face like a black dog, and blusheth like the back side of a chimney. I was not for nothing thy Godfathers a cogging name gave thee. But here comes his mistress lady Lucar, Now cousin i'll liver your letter. Mistress lady Lucar, here's a letter for ye. Hast thou a letter for me? Yes by saint Mary. How say you cousin, she reads your letter? And you can flatter, perhaps you shall speed better. Thou speakst the truth Simplicity, for flatterers nowadays, live Gentlemen-like, and with prating get praise. Sir, I have read the tenor of your letter, wherein I find, that at the request of Love and Conscience I should show myself kind, And bestow some spiritual living on you, parsonage, or benefice, For you stand greatly in need, as appears by this. And trust me would do for you, but it lies not in me, For all such matters are referred to my servant Simony. You must speak to him, and if you can get his good will, then be sure of mine, their minds to fulfil. Lady, I shall never get his goodwill for want of ability, For he will do nothing except one bring money. And if you grant it not, than it is past all doubt, I shall be never the nearer, but go quite without. Madam, i'll tell you what you may give, Not hurting yourself whereby he may live, And without my fellow Simonies consent, If to follow my mind you are any whit bent. Pray thee what is it? for thou knowest while for their house I am bargaining, And it be never so little, I must seem to do something. Why, have not you the parsonage of S. Nihal to bestow? if you give him that, Simony shall never know. Thou sayest true indeed: draw near Sincerity, Lo for their sakes I will bestow frankly on thee, The parsonage of saint Nihil i'll give thee to pleasure them withal, And such another to it, if thou watch till it fall. My lady axes you when you will take possession of your house, and lend the rest of the money. What are they so hasty? belike they spent it merrily. Faith no, for they would eat it if they could get it, when they are a hungry. But you may be happy, for you have sped well today You may thank God and good company that you came this way, The parsonage of S. Michel's, by'r Lady if you have nothing else, you shall be sure of a living, beside a good ring of Bells. Cousin, i'll tell thee what thou shalt do, sell the bells and make money,
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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 591–636 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 14 of 37 in this edition
Length490 words · 637 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T39 — Profit, conscience and dishonest dealing cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.776 (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)
Faith coossen, hes such a tester in and semblation knaue; that hele do nothing les some bribery he haue. Theres a great many such promoting knaues that gets their liuing, With nothing els but facing, lying, swearing and flattering. Why he has a face like a blacke dogge, and blusheth like the backe side of a chimney. I was not for nothing thy Godfathers a cogging gaue thee. But here comes his mistrisse lady Lucar, Now coossen ile liuer your letter. Mistrisse lady Lucar, heeres a letter for ye. Hast thou a letter for me? Yes by saint Marie. How say you coossen, she reades your letter? And you can flatter, perhaps you shall speed better. Thou speakst the truth Simplicitie, for flatterers now a dayes, liue Gentlemen-like, and with prating get praise. Sir, I haue read the tenure of your letter, wherein I find, that at the request of Loue and Conscience I should shew my selfe kinde, And bestow some spirituall liuing on you, parsonage, or benefice, For you stand greatly in need, as appeares by this. And trust me would do for you, but it lies not in me, For all such matters are referred to my seruant Symonie. You must speake to him, and if you can get his good will, then be sure of mine, their minds to fulfill. Lady, I shall neuer get his goodwill for want of abilitie, For he will do nothing except one bring money. And if you graunt it not, then it is past all doubt, I shall be neuer the nearer, but go quite without. Madam, ile tell you what you may giue, Not hurting your selfe whereby he may liue, And without my fellow Symonies consent, Yf to follow my mind you are any whit bent. Pray thee what is it? for thou knowest while for their house I am bargaining, And it be neuer so little, I must seeme to do something. Why, haue not you the parsonage of S. Nihal to bestow? yf you giue him that, Symonie shall neuer know. Thou saiest true indeed: draw neare Sinceritie, Loe for their sakes I will bestow frankly on thee, The parsonage of saint Nihil ile giue thee to pleasure them withall, And such another to it, if thou watch till it fall. My lady axes you when you will take possession of your house, and lend the rest of the money. What are they so hastie? belike they spent it merrsly. Faith no, for they would eate it if they could get it, when they are a hungrie. But you may be happy, for you haue sped wel to day You may thanke God and good company that you came this way, The parsonage of S. Michels, bir Lady if you haue nothing els, you shall be sure of a liuing, beside a good ring of Bels. Coossen, ile tell thee what thou shalt do, sell the bels and make money,