Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Pedlar's Prophecy · chunk 10 of 27

Anonymous · published 1595 · first performed or written 1561 [1561-c.1563] (Annals)
moral
T57 Ships, merchants and pirates typicality 0.77 · 477 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T57: ship, sea, master, sail, home, money, pisaro, life, ships, till.

Behold how my pack to the ground doth cleave, I would it were on my shoulder, as lief as forty pence. I am a Mariner by Science and Art, And have used the seas a long space: Whereas I have had troubles enough for my part, Yet have I scaped all dangers, I thank God of his grace. Few men alive I suppose at this day, That have traveled further than I have done, Therefore somewhat of my mind anon I will say, As shall be declared more plainly soon. Of two things in the mean season I will complain, First is of the scarcity of good mariners, And that those few, to learn do disdain, Of such as are both cunning and good Artificers, Whereupon some taketh upon them to be masters, Whereas yet they were never learners diligent, Such of many men, are the way casters, For will is their wisdom, and their knowledge is ire impatient If that in any science it is needful to be expert, In this requireth great intelligence: For some may on both lives and goods subvert, Which guideth without wit and experience, Too much proof of this we have had of late, Therefore with whom men doth venture, let them take heed For though the Swallow be able much to prate, Yet her notes are most unpleasant indeed. God send me better luck in this voyage, Than I have had this six or seven years, For if I have no better fortune in this passage, I may go learn to botch with a pair of shears, I am glad to see you master mariner, I would little have thought to have found you here. I am glad to see you also master traveler, Tell me how do you nowadays, I pray you what cheer. I thank God I have my health reasonably, But we are so nipped in our customs these days, That it pincheth a great sort unreasonably, And causeth many one to find other delays. masters we know what belongeth unto merchandise But it behoveth us your counsels to keep, You are wise enough to practise your enterprise, You must wake, when other men doth sleep. Is not twenty shillings well given to save twenty pound, And if it be ten pound, I trow you will not greatly stick, To save and get means, a new way may be found, Before you be rubbed, see you do not kick. By the mass it is not as you do think, For Officers so diligently do wait: That neither for love nor money they will wink, Narrowly they look, and always lay bait. Before the harm of the wound, see you do not complain, For merchants were never so rich as now they be, Th'whole substance of the Realm do conteme, How they flow in possessions every man see.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Pedlar's Prophecy
AuthorAnonymous
Publication year (edition)1595
First performance / composition (Annals)1561 [1561-c.1563]
First performance (BritDrama)1561 [1560-1563]
Genre (British Drama)moral
Play typeInterlude;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 261 · TCP A15516 · DEEP 208
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 521–574 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 10 of 27 in this edition
Length477 words · 584 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T57 — Ships, merchants and pirates reviewed — decision pending · typicality 0.766 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T55 · seed 44: T46 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Behold how my packe to the ground doth cleaue, I would it were on my shoulder, as leefe as fortie pence. I am a Marriner by Science and Art, And haue vsed the seas a long space: Whereas I haue had troubles inough for my part, Yet haue I scaped all dangers, I thanke God of his grace. Fewe men aliue I suppose at this day, That haue trauelled further then I haue done, Therefore somewhat of my minde anon I will say, As shall be declared more plainly soone. Of two things in the meane season I will complaine, First is of the scarcitie of good mariners, And that those fewe, to learne do disdaine, Of such as are both cunning and good Artificers, Whereupon some taketh vpon them to be maisters, Whereas yet they were neuer learners diligent, Such of many men, are the way casters, For will is their wisdom, and their knowledge is ire impatient If that in any science it is needfull to be expert, In this requireth great intelligence: For some may on both liues and goods subuert, Which guideth without wit and experience, Too much proofe of this we haue had of late, Therfore with whom men doth venture, let them take heed For though the Swallow be able much to prate, Yet her notes are most vnpleasant indeed. God send me better lucke in this voyage, Then I haue had this sixe or seuen yeeres, For if I haue no better fortune in this passage, I may go learne to botch with a paire of sheeres, I am glad to see you maister Marriner, I would litle haue thought to haue found you heere. I am glad to see you also maister Traueller, Tell me how do you now a dayes, I pray you what cheare. I thanke God I haue my health reasonably, But we are so nipt in our customes these dayes, That it pincheth a great sort vnreasonably, And causeth many one to finde other delayes. Maisters we know what belongeth vnto marchandise But it behooueth vs your counsels to keepe, You are wise inough to practise your enterprise, You must wake, when other men doth sleepe. Is not twentie shillings well giuen to saue twentie pound, And if it be ten pound, I trow you will not greatly sticke, To saue and get meanes, a new way may be found, Before you be rubbed, see you do not kicke. By the masse it is not as you do thinke, For Officers so diligently do waite: That neither for loue nor mony they will winke, Narrowly they looke, and alway laie baite. Before the harm of the wound, see you do not complaine, For marchants were neuer so rich as now they be, Th'whole substance of the Realme do conteme, How they flow in possessions euery man see.