Anonymous · published 1594 · first performed or written 1592 [Jun 10] (Annals) moral · Derby's (Strange's) Men unassigned nearest T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T47: knave, rogue, money, knaves, thief, rogues, pray, whore, nichol, book.
I thank your Grace: go fetch the other two: Now to you Cutbert Cutpurse the coney-catcher, Thy judgement is to stand at the Market cross, And have thy cursed tongue pinned to thy breast, And there to stand for men to wonder at: Till Owls and night-Ravens pick out thy cursed eyes. Good Honesty be more merciful. You know my mind: O Walter that would have more, And you shall have judgement I mean, which is, To be carried into a corn field, and there have your legs and hands cut off, because you loved corn so well, and there rest till the crows thereunto, pick out thine eyes. Bnt now to you that wil do nothing except the spirit mooue you You shall for abusing the blessed word of God, And mocking the divine order of Ministry, Whereby you have led the ignorant into errors, You (I say) as you were shameless in your shameful dealing, Shall to your shame, & the utter shame of all bad minded men, That live as thou hast done, Stand in Finsburie fields, near London, And there (as a dissembling Hypocrite) be shot to death. Good Honesty, be more favourable than so. Truly no, the spirit doth not move me thereunto, But who is next, what Perin, a Courtier, and a cozener to, I have a judgement yet in store for thee, And for because I will use thee favourably, I'faith thy judgement is to be but hanged, But where? even at Tyburn in a good twopenny halter, And though you could never abide the seas, Yet now against your will, you must bear your sail, namely your sheer, And in a cart be towed up Holborn hill, Would all men living like these in this land, Might be judged so at Honesty's hand. Well Honesty come follow us to Court, Where thou shalt be rewarded for thy pain. I thank your Grace: you that will damn yourselves for lucres sake And make no conscience to deceive the poor: You that be enemies of the common wealth: To send corn over to enrich the enemy: And you that do abuse the word of God, And send over wool and Tin, broad cloth and lead, And you that counterfeit Kings privy seals, And thereby rob the willing minded Commonalty, I warn you all that use such subtle villainy, Beware lest you like these be found by Honesty, Take heed I say, for if I catch you once, Your bodies shall be meat for Crows, And the Devil shall have your bones, And thus though long at last we make an end, Desiring you to pardon what's amiss, And way the work, though it be grossy penned, Laugh at the faults, and weigh it as it is, And Honesty will pray upon his knee, God cut then off that wrong the Prince or Commonalty. And may her days of bliss never have end, Upon whose life so many lives depend.
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I thank your Grace: go fetch the other two: Now to you Cutbert Cutpurse the Conicatcher, Thy iudgment is to stand at the Market crosse, And haue thy cursed tongue pind to thy breast, And there to staud for men to woonder at: Til Owles and night-Rauens picke out thy cursed eies. Good Honestie be more mercifull. You know my mind: O Walter that wold haue more, And you shall haue iudgement I meane, which is, To be caried into a corne field, and thr haue your legs and hands cut off, because you loued corn so wel, and there rest til the crowes thereunto, pick out thine eies. Bnt now to you that wil do nothing except the spirit mooue you You shall for abusing the blessed word of God, And mocking the diuine order of Ministery, Whereby you haue led the ignorant into errours, You (I say) as you were shamlesse in your shamefull dealing, Shal to your shame, & the vtter shame of al bad minded men, That liue as thou hast done, Stand in Finsburie fields, neere London, And there (as a dissembling Hypocrit) be shot to death. Good Honesty, be more fauourable than so. Trulie no, the spirit doth not mooue me therunto, But who is next, what Perin, a Courtier, and a Cosoner to, I haue a iudgment yet in store for thee, And for because I will vse thee fauourablie, Yfaith thy iudgment is to be but hanged, But where? euen at Tyborne in a good two-peny haler, And though you could neuer abide the seas, Yet now against your wil, you must bear your saile, namely your sheer, And in a cart be towde vp Holburne hill, Would all men liuing lyke these in this land, Might be iudged so at Honesties hand. Well Honestie come follow vs to Court, Wheee thou shalt be rewarded for thy paine. I thank your Grace: you that wil damne your selues for lucres sake And make no conscience to deceiue the poore: You that be enemies of the common wealth: To send corne ouer to inrich the enemie: And you that doe abuse the word of God, And send ouer woolle and Tin, broad cloath and lead, And you that counterfeyt Kings priuie seales, And thereby rob the willing minded Communaltie, I warne you all that vse such subtill villanie, Beware least you lyke these be found by Honestie, Take heed I say, for if I catch you once, Your bodies shall be meat for Crowes, And the Deuill shall haue your bones, And thus though long at last we make an end, Desiring you to pardon whats amisse, And way the worke, though it be grossy pend, Laugh at the faults, and weigh it as it is, And Honestie wil pray vpon his knee, God cut then off that wrong the Prince or Communaltie. And may her dayes of blesse neuer haue end, Upon whose lyfe so many lyues depend.