Anonymous · published 1594 · first performed or written 1592 [Jun 10] (Annals) moral · Derby's (Strange's) Men T13 Knights, squires and ladies typicality 0.84 · 490 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T13: knight, raph, lady, knights, george, master, squire, rafe, pray, god.
But tell me sir, how much would you have of them for their trespass? marry, for forty shillings, and yet I befriend them, Why sir, I hope you will not pay it for them? But I will: sirrah Bailie, I will answer the poor men's debts, and come home to me for thy fee anon, go old men. Get you home and praise God. marry Iesus bless you: neighbour, how many such good Knights have you nowadays? Too few, neighbour, the more is the pity. But come let's away. But who comes here? God save you gentlemen, the king greets you, and at this time, Having some occasion, to use money, hath sent to know What you that be Knights and Squires will lend his Grace, And you master Farmer, be brief (sir) for I cannot stay. Sir, though housekeeping be some hindrance to my willing mind by reason it robs me of that, which should bewray my loving mind both to my prince & country, money I mean which at this time I stand in some want of, yet of that small store that I have, am willing to impart the lending of the king xx. pound, and more I assure you I am not able. Very well, and what say you master Squire. I say that my revenues are but small, yet I will lend his Majesty ten pound: Very well, but what saith the Farmer? What can he spare the King? Marry sir, I am a poor Farmer, & yet I can afford To lend the King a hundred or two of pounds, And hear you sir, if you prefer a suit I have to the King, I will give you forty Angels for your pains: Besides, I will give you the keeping of a dozen jades: And now and then meat for you and your horse. If you come to my house and lie a whole year. Why that's well said, and I commend thy honest mind, Would all men were of thy mind: I warrant thee, thou art an honest man, & one that loves the king But tell me, what wouldst thou have me do? Nothing but procure me the king's letter to convey corn beyond seas, for in England it is so good cheap, that a man can make no living by selling thereof: therefore if the King will grant me his letter, I will at any time, lend him five or six hundred and perhaps never ask it again, and I will not forget your pains. Sir, fear not, I will do it for you, I warrant you, For I tell you, I can do much with the King. I believe you will do more than you will be commended for, The Courtier resembleth the jay, that decketh herself with the feathers of other birds, to make herself glorious: So the Courtier must be brave, though he be hanged at the gallous.
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But tel me sir, howe much wold you haue of them for their trespasse? Mary, for fourtie shillings, and yet I befriend them, Why sir, I hope you will not pay it for hem? But I wil: sirra Bailie, I will answere the poore mens debts, and come home for thy fee anon, go old men. Get you home and praise God. Mary Iesus blesse you: naibor, how many such good Knightes haue you now a dayes? Too few, neighbor, the more is the pitie. But come lets away. But who comes her? God saue you gentlemen, the king greets you, and at this time, Hauing some occasion, to vse mony, hath sent to know What you that be Knightes and Squires wil lend his Grace, And you maister Farmer, be brief (sir) for I cannot stay. Sir, though hous-keeping be some hindrance to my willing mind by reason it robs me of that, which shuld bewray my louing mind both to my prince & country, money I meane which at this time I stand in some want of, yet of that smal store that I haue, am willing to impart the lending of the king xx. pound, and more I assure you I am not able. Very wel, and what say you maister Squire. I say that my reuenewes are but small, yet I will lend his Maiestie ten pound: Very wel, but what saith the Farmer? What can he spare the King? Marry sir, I am a poore Farmer, & yet I can affoord To lend the King a hundred or two of pounds, And heare you sir, if you prefer a suit I haue to the King, I will giue you fourtie Angels for your paines: Besides, I will giue you the keeping of a dozen iades: And now and then meat for you and your horse. If you come to my house and lie a whole yeare. Why thats well said, and I commend thy honest mind, Would all men wer of thy mind: I warrant thee, thou art an honest man, & one that loues the king But tel me, what wouldst thou haue me doe? Nothing but procure me the Kings letter to conuey corn beyond seas, for in England it is so good cheap, that a man can make no liuing by selling thereof: therfore if the King wil grant me his letter, I will at any time, lend him fiue or sixe hundred and perhaps neuer ask it again, and I wil not forget your paines. Sir, feare not, I wil do it for you, I warrant you, For I tel you, I can do much with the King. I beleeue you wil do more than you wil be commended for, The Courtier resembleth the Iay, that decketh her self with the feathers of other birds, to make her self glorious: So the Courtier must be braue, tho he be hangd at the gallous.