A Looking Glass for London and England · chunk 5 of 39
Lodge, Thomas / Greene, Robert · published 1594 · first performed or written 1588 [1587-1588] (Annals) biblical play; moral · Derby's (Strange's) Men T44 Drinking: wine, ale and taverns typicality 0.76 · 444 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T44: drink, wine, numps, ale, butler, pot, sing, moy, drunk, win.
Well sirrah, leave off these praises of a Smyth, 〈◊〉 us to the best Ale in the Town. sir I have a feat above all the Smiths in Niniveh, for sir 〈◊〉 am a Philosopher that can dispute of the nature of Ale, for 〈◊〉 you sir, a pot of Ale consists of four parts, Imprimis the 〈◊〉, the Toast, the Ginger, and the Nutmeg. Excellent. Ale is a restorative, bread is a binder, mark you sir two excellent points in physic, the Ginger, oh ware of that, the philosophers have written of the nature of ginger, 'tis expullsitive in two degrees, you shall here the sentence of Galen, it will make a man belch, cough, and fart, and is a great comfort to the heart, a proper poesy I promise you, but now to the noble virtue of the Nutmeg, it is saith one Ballad I think an English Roman was the author, an underlayer to the brains, for when the Ale gives a buffet to the head, oh the Nutmeg that keeps him for while in temper. Thus you see the description of the virtue of a pot of Ale, now sir to put my physical precepts in practice 〈…〉 any further. What's the matter now? Why seeing I have provided the Ale, who is 〈…〉 wenches, for masters take this of me, a cup 〈…〉 wench, why alas 'tis like an egg without salt, 〈…〉 without mustard. Led us to the Ale, we'll have wenches enough I 〈…〉 Iniquity seeks out companions still, And mortal men are armed to do ill: London look on, this matter nips thee near, Leave off thy riot, pride and sumptuous cheer. Spend less at board, and spare not at the door, But aid the infant, and relieve the poor: Else seeking mercy being merciless, Thou be adjudged to endless heaviness. Come on, I am every day troubled with these needy companions, what news with you, what wind brings you hither. Sir I hope how far soever you make it off, you remember too well for me, that this is the day wherein I should pay you money that I took up of you o'late in a commodity. And sir, sirreverence of your manhood and genterie, I have brought home such money as you lent me. You young Gentleman is my money ready. Truly sir this time was so short, the commodity so bad, and the promise of friends so broken, that I could not provide it against the day, wherefore I am come to entreat you to stand my friend and to favour me with a longer time, and I will make you sufficient consideration.
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Well sirrha, leaue off these praises of a Smyth, vs to the best Ale in the Towne. sir I haue a feate aboue all the Smythes in Niniuie, for sir am a Philosopher that can dispute of the nature of Ale, for you sir, a pot of Ale consists of foure parts, Imprimis the , the Toast, the Ginger, and the Nutmeg. Excellent. Ale is a restoratiue, bread is a binder, marke you sir two excellent points in phisicke, the Ginger, oh ware of that, the philosophers haue written of the nature of ginger, tis expullsitiue in two degrées, you shal here the sentence of Galen, it wil make a man belch, cough, and fart, and is a great comfort to the hart, a proper poesie I promise you, but now to the noble vertue of the Nutmeg, it is saith one Ballad I think an English Roman was the authour, an vnderlayer to the braines, for when the Ale giues a buffet to the head, oh the Nutmeg that keepes him for while in temper. Thus you sée the discription of the vertue of a pot of Ale, now sir to put my phisical precepts in practise any further. Whats the matter now? Why séeing I haue prouided the Ale, who is wenches, for masters take this of me, a cup wench, why alasse tis like an egge without salt, without mustard. Lead vs to the Ale, wéele haue wenches inough I Iniquitie seekes out companions still, And mortall men are armed to do ill: London looke on, this matter nips thee neere, Leaue off thy ryot, pride and sumptuous cheere. Spend lesse at boord, and spare not at the doore, But aide the infant, and releeue the poore: Else seeking mercy being mercilesse, Thou be adiudged to endlesse heauinesse. Come on, I am euery day troubled with these néedie companions, what newes with you, what wind brings you hither. Sir I hope how far soeuer you make it off, you remember too well for me, that this is the day wherin I should pay you mony that I tooke vp of you alate in a commoditie. And sir, sirreuerence of your manhood and genterie, I haue brought home such mony as you lent me. You yoong Gentleman is my mony readie. Truly sir this time was so short, the commoditie so bad, and the promise of friends so broken, that I could not prouide it against the day, wherefore I am come to intreat you to stand my friend and to fauour me with a longer time, and I wil make you sufficient consideration.