Rastell, John · published 1525 · first performed or written 1527 [c.1527-1530] (Annals) not in BritDrama unassigned nearest T37 Riches, poverty and covetousness · 507 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T37: wealth, riches, money, god, rich, poverty, men, learning, poor, ic.
Thou art but a railer to speak so sore Again gentlemen & merchants evermore Be not plowmen & other that dryfe the cart And such rustical fellows as thou art False shrews & life as viciously also As gentlemen of lands & merchants do yes this vylleyn carters almost echon Have neither conscience nor devotion For bribe & steal every thing they will If they may secretly come theruntyll And as for prayer & divine service They love them in no manner wise Nor never would labour nor work do If need of lyffing drove them not thereto yet gentlemen & the rich merchants that be Use much more vice & iniquity why thinkest all merchants & gentlemen nought Nay I say not so that is not my thought I am not yet so foolish nor so mad For I know many good though some be bad yet some will suffer his debts unpaid to be And die and jeoꝑd his soul rather than he wyil any of his lands minish and impair That should after his death come to his heir And some of them so proud be of their blood And use small virtue and do little good But gift all their minds and their study To opprese the poor people by tyranny And some of them think this for a surety It is the most honour to them that can be To the able for to do extortion And to maintain it without punition By goggrs' sweat body thou art a stark knave Noble men and gentlemen so to deprave what thou proud whoreson fool whom dost thou knave I trow thou wouldest a good blow or two have with a good whypstoke to tech the courtesy avant beggarly knave I the defy what wilt thou wage battle by & by now That shall I prove straight I make god avow Keep the peace masters hold your hands for shame To make this business ye be greatly to blame ye will dysturb all this hole company Nay marry it is a cause to make them merry To walk such a proud fool is but sport & gane By cokkys body were not for worldly shame I should cut thy flesh or ellis see thy heart blood Sir hold your tongue your words be nothing good we lose here with this lewd altercation Much good pastime and recreation why what better pastime her canst thou have Then to here one to call an other knave And see such a proud fool walked with a whip But I love it not therefore of fellowship Leave this brabbling and with good argument Try the matter that is nost convenient Nay I will try it how so ever he will Be it with words or dedis I will answer him still For be god if he will not be content To be concluded by good argument I will conclude him one way or that I go Or I shall prove it on his pate that shall I do
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Thou art but a rayler to speke so sore Agayne gentylmen & marchauntꝭ euermore Be not plowmen & other that dryfe the cart And such rusticall felows as thou art Fals shrews & lyfe as vycyously also As gentylmen of landꝭ & marchauntꝭ do yes this vylleyn carters almost echon Haue nother cōscyens nor deuocyon For brybe & stele euery thyng they wyll If they may secretly come theruntyll And as for prayer & dyuyne seruyce They loue them in no maner wyse Nor neuyr wolde labour nor work do If nede of lyffyng drofe them not therto yet gentylmen & the rych marchauntꝭ that be Use mych more vyce & iniquyte why thynkyst all marchauntꝭ & gentylmen nought Nay I sey not so that is not my thought I am not yet so folysh nor so mad For I know many good though some be bad yet some wyll suffer hys dettꝭ vnpayd to be And dye and Ieoꝑd hys soule rather than he wyil any of hys landꝭ mynysh and empayre That shuld after hys deth come to hys heyre And some of them so proud be of theyre blod And vse small vertew and doo lytyll good But gyfe all theyre myndys and theyre study To opprese the pore people by tyrrany And some of them thynk thys for a surete It is the most honour to them that can be To the able for to doo extorcyon And to mayntayn it wythout punycyon Bi goggrs swet bodi thou art a stark knaue Noble men and gentylmen so to depraue what thou proud horesō fole whō dost thou knaue I trow thou woldist a good blowe or two haue wyth a good whypstoke to tech the curtesy Auant beggerly knaue I the defye what wylt thou wage battell by & by now That shall I proue strayght I make god auowe Kepe the peace masters hold your hādys for shame To make thys besynes ye be gretely to blame ye wyll dysturb all thys hole company Nay mary it is a cause to make them mery To walke such a proude foole is but sport & gāe By cokkys body were not for wordly shame I shuld cut thy flesh or ellꝭ see thy herte blode Sir hold your tōg your wordis be nothyng good we lose here wt thys lewyd altereacyon Mych good pastyme and recreacyon why what better pastyme her canst thou haue Then to here one to call an other knaue And see such a proud foole walkyd wt a whyp But I loue it not therfore of felyshyp Leue thys brablyng and wt good argument Trye the matter that is nost cōuenyent Nay I wyll trye it how so euer he wyll Be it wt wordys or dedꝭ I wyll answere hym styll For be god yf he wyll not be cōtent To be cōcludyd by good argument I wyll cōclud hym one way or that I goo Or I shall ꝓue it on hys pate that shall I doo