Lyly, John · published 1594 · first performed or written 1591 [1587-1591] (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (first) unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 477 words
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I'll enter into a statute Merchant to see it answered. But if thou wilt have bonds, thou shalt have a bushel full. Alas poor Ant, thou bound in a statute merchant: a brown thread will bind thee fast enough: but if you will be content all four jointly to enter into a bond, I will withdraw the action. Yes I'll warrant they will, How say you? I yield. And I. And I. Well call the Scrivener. here's one hard by, I'll call him. A scriveners shop hangs to Sergeants mase, like a burr to a freeze coat. What's the matter? You must take a note of a bond. Nay a pint of courtesy pulls on a pot of wine, in this Tavern we'll dispatch. Agreed. Now if our wits be not in the wain, our knavery shall be at the full, they will ride them worse than Dromio rid his horse, for if the wine master their wits, you shall see them bleed their follies. Every fox to his hole, the hounds are, at hand. The sergeant's mase lies at pawn for the reckoning, and he under the board to cast it up. The Scrivener cannot keep his pen out of the pot, every goblet is an inkhorn. The hackneyman he whisks with his wand, as if the Tavern were his stable, and all the servants his horses, Iost there up bay Richard, and white loaves are horsebread in his eyes. It is well I have my acquittance, and he such a bond as shall do him no more good than the bond of a faggot, our knaveries are now come to the push, and we must cunningly dispatch all, we two will go see how we may appease our masters, you two how you may conceal the late marriage, if all fall out amiss, the worst is beating, if to the best, the worst is liberty. Then let's about it speedily, for so many irons in the together require a diligent plumber. My heart throbs, my ears tingle, my mind misgives me, since I hear such muttering of marriages in Rochester, my conscience which these eighteen years hath been frozen with congealed guiltiness, begins now to thaw in open grief, but I will not accuse myself till I see more danger, the good old woman Mother Bombie shall try her cunning upon me, and if I perceive my case is desperate by her then will I rather prevent, although with shame, then report too late, and be inexcusable. God speed good mother. Welcome sister. I am troubled in the night with dreams, and in the day with fears, mine estate bare, which I cannot well bear, but my practises devilish, which I cannot recall, if therefore in these same years there be any deep skill, tell what my fortune shall be, and what my fault is.
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Ile enter into a statute Marchant to see it aunswered. But if thou wilt haue bondes, thou shalt haue a bushell full. Alas poort Ant, thou bound in a statute marchant: a browne threed will bind thee fast inough: but if you will be content all foure ioyntly to enter into a bond, I will withdrawe the action. Yes Ile warrant they will, How say you? I yeeld. And I. And I. Well call the Scriuener. Heeres one hard by, Ile call him. A scriueners shop hangs to Sergeants mase, like a burre to a freese coate. Whats the matter? You must take a note of a bond. Nay a pint of curtesie puls on a pot of wine, in this Tauerne weele dispatch. Agreed. Now if our wits be not in the waine, our knauery shall bee at the full, they will ride them worse than Dromio rid his horse, for if the wine master their wits, you shall see them bleed their follyes. Euerie foxe to his hole, the houndes are, at hande. The Sergeants mase lyes at pawne for the reckning, and he vnder the boord to cast it vp. The Scriuener cannot keepe his pen out of the pot, euery goblet is an inkhorne. The hackneyman hee whiskes with his wande, as if the Tauerne were his stable, and all the seruantes his horses, Iost there vp bay Richard, and white loaues are horsebread in his eyes. It is well I haue my acquitance, and hee such a bond as shall doo him no more good than the bond of a faggot, our knaueries are now come to the push, and wee must cunningly dispatch all, wee two will goe see howe wee may appease our masters, you two howe you may conceale the late marriage, if all fall out amisse, the worst is beating, if to the best, the worst is lybertie. Then lettes about it speedely, for so many yrons in the together require a diligent Plummer. My heart throbbes, my eares tingle, my minde misgiues mee, since I heare such muttering of marry-ages in Rochester, my conscience which these eighteene yeeres hath beene frosen with coniealed guiltynesse, beginnes nowe to thawe in open griefe, but I wil not accuse my selfe til I see more danger, the good olde woman Mother Bombie shall trie her cunning vpon me, and if I perceiue my case is desperate by her then wyll I rather preuent, although with shame, then report too late, and be inexcusable. God speed good mother. Welcome sister. I am troubled in the night with dreames, and in the daie with feares, mine estate bare, which I cannot well beare, but my practises deuillish, which I cannot recall, if therefore in these same yeeres there be anie deepe skill, tell what my fortune shall be, and what my fault is.