Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

A Looking Glass for London and England · chunk 13 of 39

Lodge, Thomas / Greene, Robert · published 1594 · first performed or written 1588 [1587-1588] (Annals)
biblical play; moral · Derby's (Strange's) Men
T6 Money, debt and credit typicality 0.84 · 496 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.

Faith sir judge, I pray you let me be the Gentleman's Counsellor, for I can say thus much in his defence, that the Usurer's Clock is the swiftest Clock in all the Town, 'tis sir like a woman's tongue, it goes ever half an hour before the time, for when we were gone from him, other Clocks in the Town struck four. Hold thy prating fellow, and you young Gentleman, this is my ward, look better another time both to your bargains and to the payments, for I must give flat sentence against you, that for default of tendering the money between the hours, you have forfeited your recognizance, and he to have the land. O inspeakable injustice. O monstrous, miserable, motheaten judge. Now you fellow, what have you to say for your matter? Master Lawyer, I laid my wives gown to pawn for your fees, I pray you to this gear. Alas poor man, thy matter is out of my head, and therefore I pray thee tell it thyself. I hold my Cap to a noble, that the Usurer hath given him some gold, and he chawing it in his mouth, hath got the toothache that he cannot speak. Well sirrah, I must be short, and therefore say on. M. master judge, I borrowed of this man thirty shillings, for which I left him in pawn my good Cow, the bargain was, he should have eighteen pence a week and the Cow's milk for usury: Now sir, assoon as I had gotten the money, I brought it him, and broke but a day, and for that he refused his money and keeps my Cow sir. Why thou hast given sentence against thyself, for in breaking thy day thou hast lost thy Cow. Master Lawyer now for my ten shillings. Faith poor man, thy Case is so bad I shall but speak against thee. TTwere good then I should have my ten shillings again. 'tis my fee fellow for coming, wouldst thou have me come for nothing? Why then am I like to go home, not only with no Cow, but no gown, this gear goes hard. Well you have heard what favour I can show you, I must do justice, come M. Mizaldo and you sir, go home with me to dinner. Why but M. judge no Cow, & M. Lawyer no gown, Then must I clean run out of the Town. How cheer you gentleman, you cry no lands too, the judge hath made you a knight for a gentleman, hath dubbed you sir Iohn lack-land. O miserable time wherein gold is above God. Fear not man, I have yet a fetch to get thy lands and my Cow again, for I have a son in the Court that is either a king or a king's fellow, and to him will I go & complain on the judge and the Usurer both. And I will go with thee and entreat him for my Case.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayA Looking Glass for London and England
AuthorLodge, Thomas / Greene, Robert
Publication year (edition)1594
First performance / composition (Annals)1588 [1587-1588]
First performance (BritDrama)1589 [1589-1591]
Company (BritDrama)Derby's (Strange's) Men
Genre (British Drama)biblical play; moral
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 216 · TCP A06185 · DEEP 174
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 450–471 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 13 of 39 in this edition
Length496 words · 629 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T6 — Money, debt and credit cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.844 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T9 · seed 44: T10 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Faith sir Iudge, I pray you let me be the Gentlemans Counsellour, for I can say thus much in his defence, that the Usurers Clocke is the swiftest Clock in all the Towne, tis sir like a womans tongue, it goes euer halfe an houre before the time, for when we were gone from him, other Clocks in the Towne strooke foure. Hold thy prating fellow, and you yoong Gentleman, this is my ward, looke better another time both to your bargains and to the paiments, for I must giue flat sentence against you, that for default of tendering the mony betwéene the houres, you haue forfeited your recognisance, and he to haue the land. O inspeakeable iniustice. O monstrous, miserable, moth-eaten Iudge. Now you fellow, what haue you to say for your matter? Maister Lawier, I laid my wiues gowne to pawne for your fées, I pray you to this géere. Alasse poore man, thy matter is out of my head, and therefore I pray thée tell it thy selfe. I hold my Cap to a noble, that the Usurer hath giuen him some gold, and he chawing it in his mouth, hath got ye toothache that he cannot speake. Well sirrha, I must be short, and therefore say on. M. maister Iudge, I borrowed of this man thirtie shillings, for which I left him in pawne my good Cow, the bargaine was, he should haue eightéene pence a wéeke and the Cows milk for vsurie: Now sir, assoone as I had gotten the mony, I brought it him, and broke but a day, and for that he refused his mony and kéepes my Cow sir. Why thou hast giuen sentence against thy selfe, for in breaking thy day thou hast lost thy Cow. Master Lawier now for my ten shillings. Faith poore man, thy Case is so bad I shall but speak against thée. Twere good thē I shuld haue my ten shillings again. Tis my fée fellow for comming, wouldst thou haue me come for nothing? Why then am I like to goe home, not onely with no Cow, but no gowne, this géere goes hard. Well you haue heard what fauour I can shew you, I must do iustice, come M. Mizaldo and you sir, go home with me to dinner. Why but M. Iudge no Cow, & M. Lawier no gowne, Then must I cleane run out of the Towne. How chéere you gentleman, you crie no lands too, the Iudge hath made you a knight for a gentleman, hath dubd you sir Iohn lackland. O miserable time wherein gold is aboue God. Feare not man, I haue yet a fetch to get thy landes and my Cow againe, for I haue a sonne in the Court that is either a king or a kings fellow, and to him will I go & complaine on the Iudge and the Usurer both. And I will go with thée and intreat him for my Case.